AN: I wasn't going to update this story for a couple of weeks because I had no ideas but with the help of LyssalovesCailey's tip and Google translate; you got your chapter 2 weeks early. If you don't know what Chad and Sonny are saying, open up Google translate. Do you wanna know something? Yesterday, we had to pick a movie character to come to school as and I decided not to dress up and just wear normal clothes. The younger kids all came as princesses or superheroes but in my grade, the closest thing to a costume was a plain orange shirt and a cardboard mask. So everyone was like, this looks pretty normal. Then, one of the popular guys came in dressed as Superman! Lol! It was hilarious. He said his mom made him but seriously? What kind of lame, pathetic excuse is that? Weird thing, he still played it cool even though he was dressed like a first- grader. He had an actual store- bought costume! I don't even know why I'm writing this. It's Saturday today and I got the flu so I'm lying down typing this. I was feeling a bit weird yesterday but I still had to go school. That totally stinks. Yeah, I'll start writing the story now. But before I do, I don't own anything.

Chad's POV

I realized I wasn't being a jerk and self- absorbed as much as I was before so after I had made sure everybody knew I was still the same Chad Dylan Cooper, I read Tip Number 9.

9. Compliment her in a different language but make sure she understands what you're saying. This ties in with the earlier thing about girls loving compliments.

I guess I could easily write down some compliments off the internet in a different language but what if Sonny doesn't speak any other languages? How am I meant to find out if she does? Wait a second. In the second season of Mackenzie Falls, Mackenzie disguises himself so he can find out what kind of gifts Penelope would want. (AN: Is that who Mackenzie's love interest is? I'm not sure.)

He does that by pretending he has a project on what kind of gifts girls like and is doing research.

Perfect. I've just got to change my project to 'What kind of languages girls speak?' and I was ready to go. Now for my disguise. I had fired my old stylist and hired a new one. I went to find her. She was on her break so I checked everywhere until I saw her. Finally, I sighted her eating fro- yo in the commissary (AN: Is that what you guys call a cafeteria? I'm confused :P). I walked up to her and got her attention. "Hey Megan! I'm not paying you to eat fro- yo and relax, so find me a disguise and quick. CDC doesn't wait for anybody!" I exclaimed.

She spun around surprised. "Uh, my name's Allison, that's not even close to Megan," she said quietly.

I rolled my eyes. "Do I look like I care? Just make me look different!"

Hang on, her name was Allison? Wasn't that Sonny's real name? She can't just go around stealing my Sonshine's name! I decided to fire her after she had found me a disguise.

We went to the Falls set and she asked me what kind of disguise I wanted. "OK, there are a lot to choose from. The first one is the creepy nerd. I'm gonna guess that you don't want that disguise?" she looked at me.

I shuddered. I nearly forgot about Clive too. "No way, what other disguises have you got?" I asked.

She thought for a second. "There's the Zac Efron wanna- be," I covered my ears. "The athletic dog- trainer," (AN: Big Time Rush?) I shivered. I would never want to train the monsters. If anybody here heard that thing about me being a puppy- shover, it's not true! It just came for me with its teeth bared and I just gently nudged it to the side.

"Some other disguises are: clown, a girl or just making one up as you go along," she continued.

"Yeah, Katie, I'll go with the last option," I replied.

"My name's not Katie!" she whined.

"Like I said before, do I look like I care Gemma?"

I'll admit it, I was just annoying her on purpose now. It was hard to forget what her name was when it was Sonny's real name.

She sighed, giving up. After a while, my disguise was complete. I didn't make the mistake of not looking in the mirror this time. When I saw my reflection, I smirked. I didn't look bad. I was wearing a dark brown wig that looked totally real and green contacts. I didn't like the clothes choice though. It was a blue short- sleeved shirt with a grey jacket on top and dark blue jeans with dirty white sneakers. To top it off, I was wearing a baseball cap but I hated sports. Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't do anything dangerous. I got Chaz, my stunt double, to go to a basketball game a couple of times so nobody knew that.

I looked in the commissary and found Sonny there. I walked up to her. I decided to not act all full of myself so I wouldn't blow my cover and talk nicer. "Hey, just wanted to ask a few questions," I said.

She turned around and smiled at me. "Sure," she replied.

I smiled back. "OK, it's for this dumb assignment we got in class. First, what's your name?"

"Sonny Munroe, hey what's your name? You never really told me, I was just wondering," she asked.

I thought for a second. "Dylan. Anyway, second question, are you a girl or a boy?" I read off the paper Allison (stylist, remember?) had given me.

"What the- what kind of question is that?" I said, annoyed.

She laughed. "Next question?"

I looked at the next question. Finally! "Do you speak any other languages?" I asked.

She got a thinking look on her face. "I can speak Spanish,"

Yes! Now I've just got to get away without making her suspicious. Maybe I could have a little fun with this.

"Have you had a crush on anybody recently? This is still part of the assignment, don't worry. I'm not sticking my nose in or anything," I said.

She blushed and turned around. "Um, w- wha- oh look, I'm late for rehearsal, see ya later Dylan!" she exclaimed, before disappearing.

I smirked before taking off my baseball cap and wig, forgetting everybody was looking at me. I hurried back to my dressing room and took out my contacts before changing into my Mack Falls uniform. Now I've just got to find some compliments in Spanish off Google translate. I found Google translate on my computer and set the language to Spanish from English. I typed in some compliments on it and wrote the Spanish down and how to pronounce it. Well, I'm not gonna lie. I didn't do any of that stuff. Skylar did. I forced him too. Then I walked to the prophouse and leaned against the doorframe. "Hey Sonshine," I said, looking at my notebook, getting ready to speak a different language.

She looked at me. "What do you want Chad?" she asked.

"I was just thinking when I realized that my favourite random doesn't know much about me. Like, I bet you had no idea I can speak lots of languages," I said.

She looked surprised. "Do you know Spanish?" she asked.

I nodded.

"Say something then," she challenged.

I smirked, looking at the notebook. Skylar had written down a lot of stuff.

"Yo soy el peor actor que el mundo ha visto a un mi programa es mejor sin un cerdo como protagonista"

She looked at me. "I never thought you'd admit it! I think so too,"

I wondered what I had just said but I carried on reading the stuff out loud.

"Mi cabello se ve como si alguien vomitó en él, pero ¿por qué tienes un mapache muerto en la cabeza?" I carried on, smirking.

"What did you just say?" she asked.

I got confused but I kept reading.

"Prefiero besar a la dama del almuerzo y luego ir en cualquier lugar cerca de usted. En comparación con usted, que está caliente!"

She looked at me and laughed. "Your jokes stink Chad,"

I looked at my notebook. Maybe I was pronouncing them wrong?

"No mires a nadie. Ellos piensan que es Halloween,"

She glared at me. "Por lo menos yo no soy un cerdo jerkface como tú! Pensé que ha cambiado, pero usted todavía un idiota!"

What does that mean! She's replying in Spanish. What shall I say back? Hey, I'll just keep reading.

"Oye puedo tener una foto de usted? Puede ser que necesite para asustar a un asesino fuera algún día," I said.

She started walking towards me.

I quickly read the last sentence off the list in my notebook.

"Tu eres mi chica perfecta. Nadie puede decir que soy feo cuando estás más feo!"

"Vete Chad! ¡Te odio!" she said angrily, before she walked up to me and slapped him before she stormed off.

I went to go find Skylar. He was in the meditation room. I got his attention and he looked at me. "Skylar, what the Chad did this mean?" I asked furiously.

He looked at me. "Dude, it wasn't even that bad. She just took it the wrong way. You were right about her being a diva,"

"She slapped me then started crying and ran away," I stated.

"Look on the bright side man. I heard that girls only get that upset if they like the guy,"

That cheered me up a bit so the next day I went to talk to Sonny.

When I asked her what happened yesterday, guess what she said?

"Hey Chad. Yeah, I knew it was a joke. I just slapped you because I felt like it,"

OK, she didn't say exactly that but you get what I mean.

So I have a bright red hand print on the side of my beautiful face for no reason. I was feeling annoyed so I decided to do what I normally did when I was alone in my dressing room. I locked the door and closed the window but I completely forgot about the vents.

I put on my favourite movie ever since I had gone to see it with my cousin, Mary, Martha, Melanie? (Yeah, I don't know my own cousin's name,). I grabbed a big tub of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough and sat down on the couch. If you're wondering what it was, the film was Twilight. In the background, I played Taylor Swift and in the end, I ended up ditching the movie and rocking out to Taylor Swift.

Then something bad happened. Like really bad. I'll give you an idea of how it happened:

I was on standing on the top of the couch, dancing. "But she wears short skirts, I wear t- shirts, she's cheer captain and I'm on the blea-AHHHHHHHH!" I had yelled.

I had done a 180 spin in mid- air and came face to face with somebody's head sticking out of the vents. I had lost my balance and crashed into the ground. I must have fainted because when I woke up, I wish I had kept my eyes closed.

I opened my eyes, and found myself looking at…

…Clive's face. Way too close to mine then I would have liked. "AAAAAAAAAH! SWEET MAMA! HOT POTATO! BARNEY BEAR! BIG DADDY! SOMEBODY PLEASE FREAKIN' HELP ME!" I screamed, very girlishly.

Clive moved away from me. I stood up and ran towards the door but Clive dived onto me to stop me from moving. Just then, the door swung open to reveal Sonny. Her face turned bright red. "S- sor- sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you," she said, before leaving. I'm pretty sure that door was locked before.

Then, I realized what an awkward position I was in. I was on the floor with Clive on top of me. Crap.

My eyes widened. "Get off me!" I exclaimed.

I was a lot stronger than Clive so I pushed him off me and went straight to security. Then I realized that I needed to call the FBI. "Hello is this the FBI? This is an emergency! I've ran out of hair product!" They hung up on me straight away.

I told security but they didn't believe me. I had to walk home in the rain, and look behind me every 5 seconds to make sure Clive wasn't there.

Tip Number 9: FAILED!

AN: I'm glad this story is nearly finished because I don't think It's any good anymore.