Sooo, it wasn't as long a wait to finish this chapter, and I'm not going to lie, it was rushed. That being said, I still absolutely adore this chapter, and that says a lot...Anyway, I seriously hope you guys like this chapter as much as I do, so you better tell me what you think! lol so yes, read, enjoy, REVIEW! lol btw, if you haven't noticed, I love writing in Chad's POV for some reason. Like seriously, it's just so cute being able to make him say and feel what I want him to feel, is that weird? lol so without further ado... CHAPTER 11!

Disclaimer: I still do not own Sonny With a Chance or anything else that's even remotely recognizable... like New Orleans... or gumbo. hahaha

(SPOV)

Finally, it was Thursday! I had just finished my last final exam, which also meant I had finished my first semester of college, and the first thing I did was head back to my dorm. Hoping Tawni was not in our dorm today—because I really did NOT want to relive our conversation from Saturday after I had told her that Chad was coming to New Orleans with me—I slowly opened the door, poking my head in. I'll admit that I probably looked somewhat like a freak, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was get inside, and finish packing before Chad got out of his Accounting exam that was scheduled to end around four-thirty; it having started as I got out of my exam at two-thirty. He had been freaking out about that exam the entire week, especially after he got a 'D' on his History exam on Monday. As I pulled out one of my suitcases to go through and make sure I packed everything, I thought back to my conversation with Chad when he came and told me what his grade on his history final was.

As I was scratching a line through the words "Accounting Exam" in my agenda, I heard a knock on my door, followed by the all-to-familiar "knock, knock!" letting me know just who was at the door. Deciding that I wasn't going to be studying for a few hours after going through that exam, I walked to the door to open it and let him in.

"Hey Sonny" he exclaimed, pulling me into a hug that—as I will never admit to the world—made my heart start beating at about three miles a second.

As I smiled into his chest, softly inhaling his scent—which is rather amazing might I add—I mumbled a, "hey Chad," that came out more muffled due to my face remaining at his chest. Neither of us said anything, instead just holding onto each other for a little while longer, acting like we hadn't seen each other in forever when in reality we had just seen each other Saturday—which was two days ago.

"How was the Accounting exam?" he asked as he slowly pulled away from me, keeping his hands resting on my waist. As I looked into his eyes, I noticed nervousness—probably due to the fact that he had the same exam coming up, and he had just started doing a little better at it thanks to me—and some other emotion that I had never been able to place, but it was more pronounced at that time than it had ever been before.

Realizing that I had been staring into his eyes for a while—and of course that he was also waiting for an answer—I tried to ignore my racing heart as I registered his hands staying on my waist. Smiling, I said, "It really wasn't that bad. Actually, I got a 90 on it. Do you know what that means Chad? I got an 'A!'" I'd be lying if I said that I didn't make my voice a little more excited than it needed to be as I tried to brag a little bit. That's right; Sonny Munroe has a 'CDC' streak. Honestly, it's probably because I've been hanging out with him for so long.

"Congratulations Sonny! Ah, I'm so nervous for that exam, I mean you have no idea. I have to get at least a 'B' or else I'll fail the class." He replied, smiling at first, but frowning and looking even more nervous than before as he finished his sentence. Deciding that I needed to take his mind off of the Accounting exam, I decided to switch the conversation more towards him.

"So how did you do on your History exam then?" I asked, knowing that it had been taken in the testing center, which meant it was on the computer and he would get his grade back immediately after taking it just as I had.

"Ah, ha, yeah I didn't do so well on it." He replied, taking one of his hands off of my waist to scratch the back of his neck as he looked away from my eyes.

"Chad, how did you do?" I asked while trying to make eye contact with him—and let's not forget, I was still trying to calm my heart down thanks to his left hand remaining on my waist. When I finally did, he stared in my eyes for a minute, his pupils dilating and the nervousness returning back to his eyes.

Sighing, he said, "I got a 'D' alright. But it's okay, because I have a 'C' in the class now. That's still passing!" As he finished telling me about his grade, he placed his right hand back on my waist. Did he even realize that he was doing this?!

"Chad! You should have studied more if you weren't ready! Why wouldn't you study for this?" I asked, realizing that I sounded more like a mother than a girlfr—I meant friend!

"I did! I kept trying to study, but then I kept getting distracted!" he replied, looking away and blushing. He followed that up with what sounded something like "stupid cute" but I couldn't be quite sure what that was about.

Sighing, I gave him a hug, noticing his arms automatically wrap around my waist again as he pulled me closer to him. I realized just how perfectly he and I fit together when we hugged like this. Seriously, every time we hung out I would find something else that I completely and utterly adored about him. Everything made me wish that I had never told him we were friends. I wondered what would have happened if we had actually kissed while we were at the movies that time. I wondered if we would have been together by then, or if things would have just turned bad like everything else did with us in the beginning. Maybe it had been too early then, but I knew things would work out between us as we hugged. Unfortunately, Chad didn't. He just saw me as his best friend, and that's all I would ever be.

Noticing that I had somehow finished packing as I was zoned out, I zipped up my bag and checked the time. It was four o'clock, and as I put my phone down, I heard a knock at the door. I walked across the room and opened the door only to be pulled into a hug as soon as the door swung open. I felt my feet get lifted off the ground and knew by the electricity going through my body, and the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach that it was Chad.

"Chad! What's going on?!" I asked as he placed me down, keeping his arms around my waist this time, just pulling back enough to look me in the eye.

"Guess what I got on my Accounting exam!" he exclaimed, a huge smiling taking over his face.

"What did you get?" I asked, the smile on his face causing me to smile uncontrollably back.

"I got an A! Can you believe it?! I swear it's all thanks to you Sonshine!" he yelled, pulling me back into an even tighter hug than he did last time. My heart jumped in my chest and picked up speed—if that was even possible—as he called me Sonshine. Sonshine?

"Sonshine?" The word slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it, and I felt his arms tense up around my waist. Oops.

(CPOV)

I swear, I hadn't even realized that I had let my secret nickname for her slip out in all the excitement, but as she said it back—seeming somewhat confused—I couldn't help but freeze as I noticed that I had, in fact, called her Sonshine. Uh oh.

"I…I mean…yeah." I said, stuttering more than necessary as I tried to think of an excuse, realizing in the end that I couldn't come up with one, and I was pretty much screwed. "It's my nickname for you. You know, cause you're so happy all the time and can make anybody smile…just like the sun?" I concluded, a little unsure by the end of my sentence.

"Aww, Chad! Thank you!" Sonny exclaimed, hugging me closer to her. Instinctively, I tightened my grip on her and held her even closer to me, if that was at all possible. As I felt the funny feeling in my stomach intensify, along with the all-to-familiar ticklish feeling in my lips—yeah, that's manly—I realized that I needed to do pull out of the hug before I ended up doing something stupid…like kissing her.

"So, when are we leaving?" I asked, knowing that I had finished packing on Monday night due to all the excitement rushing through me as I thought about spending six weeks with Sonny.

"Um, well if we leave now, we'll probably get to New Orleans around six, so we can eat dinner there if you want." She replied, smiling as she picked up her suitcase.

Walking up to her, I took the suitcase out of her hand and smiled. "Let's go." I said, heading into the hallway and waiting for her to lock the door to her dorm.

"Chad, I can carry my own bag. Don't you have your own to carry?" She said as she finished locking her door.

Blushing, I looked away from her and mumbled a quick, "they're already in the car," and sped up so that she couldn't question me any further. No need to let her know just how excited I was to be spending this entire break with her. After putting her suitcase in the backseat of my car—because my trunk was taken up by my three bags—I opened the passenger door for her, closing it behind her and heading to the driver's side of my car. Once I had pulled out of the campus, Sonny gave me directions to the interstate and we were on our way to New Orleans.

"So, are you ready to see what Christmas in New Orleans is like?" She asked about thirty minutes into the ride, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Yes, I'm ready! Are you ready to see what Christmas with Chad Dylan Cooper is like?" I asked jokingly, reaching across to nudge her gently with my elbow.

"Sure, sure I'm ready." She replied, smiling and gently nudging me back. As an afterthought, she added, "Oh, and did you bring a bathing suit?"

"Did I bring a bathing suit? Sonny, in case you haven't noticed, it is December…why would I need a bathing suit?" I asked, trying to understand what exactly I would be doing with a bathing suit in the middle of December.

"Chad, it is December in NEW ORLEANS! We'll probably get to go swimming at some point during the break. Don't worry I'm sure you could wear one of my brother's bathing suits." She replied, giving me a 'duh' look. After the conversation ended, we sat in silence for the next hour. I had to continue to pull myself out of my own imagination as I thought about what Sonny would look like in a bikini. It would be pretty awkward having to think of an explanation as to why I got a…you know…while we were the only two people sitting in the car. After a few minutes, I turned to look at Sonny, wondering why she had been so quite. I couldn't control the smile that took over my face as I noticed that she had fallen asleep. Her mouth was slightly open, letting out an almost unnoticeable, but incredibly adorable, snore. Turning back toward the road, I noticed the exit coming up. Using the GPS on my phone, I pulled up the address for Sonny's parents' house, making sure that I wouldn't have to wake Sonny up for anything. After about twenty more minutes, I was pulling up to the house and Sonny was waking up.

"Are we there?" She asked, looking around, her smile growing on her face.

"Yes we are." I replied, smiling as she looked at me, her eyes widening and her grin growing more than I had ever seen before. As she yelled a quick "YES!" she jumped out of the car and ran—faster than I had ever seen her run might I add—towards the front door. Taking out what I assumed were keys, she put them in the door and opened it, running inside. As I started to get her bag, and my bags, out of the car, I noticed her coming back outside with a man, who looked to be in his twenties. He was maybe a few inches taller than me, and had brown hair and brown eyes. That's not what scared me though, what scared me was the fact that he looked a little too strong, and he was obviously Sonny's brother. As I saw him approaching me, I gulped and straightened up.

"I'm Jacob." He said, reaching his hand out a little for me to shake. I'm not going to lie, I did flinch a little bit, but I quickly pulled it together and put my hand out to shake his also.

"I'm Chad." I said, trying to keep my voice as even as possible as I felt him squeeze my hand a little harder than you would when meeting someone. Yeah Chad, that's because he already doesn't like you. Have fun trying to get his sister to want to date you now.

"Jakey, stop trying to scare him and just grab some bags." Sonny said, pushing Jacob towards the car. As I opened the trunk, Jacob grabbed two of my bags, leaving me to hold one of mine and Sonny's bag.

"Jeez Chad, man what do you have in here?" He asked as he grabbed the second bag out of the trunk.

"It's just some hair products, why?" I asked, not understanding why he seemed so surprised that the bag was so heavy. Doesn't everyone have a lot of hair products? Apparently I was wrong, because he started laughing harder than I had seen anyone laugh in my life. Shaking his head he whispered something to Sonny—who was also laughing at me—and walked inside, still laughing as hard as he was before.

"Seriously Chad, that's your hair products?" She asked, obviously trying to control her laughter.

"Yes Sonny, hair products." I replied, blushing as I grabbed the last bag out of the car, closed the trunk and locked the car. Trying to hide the blush on my face—which I seem to be doing a lot of—I headed inside.

As I entered the house, I was hit with a smell that I couldn't place exactly, but it definitely smelled amazing. Placing the bags next to the other ones that were sitting by the door, I followed Sonny and Jacob into the kitchen where I saw a woman with shoulder length brown hair stirring a pot that was sitting on the stove.

"Mom!" Sonny yelled as she ran towards the woman.

"Sonny!" she yelled back as she turned around, smiling the smile that I had seen on Sonny's face so many times. Noticing this, I knew exactly where Sonny got the majority of her looks from. Don't tell her mom I said this though, but I definitely think Sonny is prettier than her.

"Mom, this is Chad." Sonny said, dragging her mom by the hand towards me.

"Hi Mrs. Munroe." I said nervously as I thought about the fact that I was going to have to really impress her if I wanted Sonny to be mine. I could tell that I was going to be thinking that a lot too, because Sonny had said something about a "big, Munroe Christmas."

"Oh, call me Connie!" she said, launching herself into a hug. I stiffened at first—not expecting that at all—but after, I awkwardly placed my arms around her upper back, trying to figure out how exactly to hug the mother of the woman you're in love with. "Sorry, I'm a hugger." She said as she pulled away, smiling. Ahhh, so that's where Sonny gets it from. I probably should have expected that.

"It's alright Mrs.…Connie." I said, as she gave me a stern look when I began to call her by her last name. "I'm used to it…I'm friends with Sonny remember?" I said jokingly, as I glanced at Sonny to see her smiling.

"Ah, I forget, she takes after me." Connie said, smiling at Sonny. "Alright, so come meet Jack, and then Sonny will take you to your room. Dinner will be ready in about a half-an-hour, so you should have a little bit of time to settle in a little bit." She said as she led me to the living room, Sonny skipping ahead of us. Stupid cute.

"Daddy!" I heard Sonny yell as we entered the living room. A man, taller than Jacob, stood up, a smile stretching across his face as he opened his arms and took Sonny into a hug. He looked even stronger than Jacob, causing me to pale a little bit. Oh man. "Daddy, this is Chad." she said as she pulled him over to me, just like she had her mom.

"H-hi Mr. Munroe." I said, even more nervous than I had been when I was meeting Connie.

"Hello Chad," he said as he reached his hand out for me to shake it, causing me to flinch like I had with Jacob before reaching out my hand to shake his, "it's nice to finally meet you; I've heard so much about you." He finished, shaking my hand—without squeezing the life out of it—before letting go. Sonny talks about me?! Sonny talks about me!

"You too sir, I've heard a lot about you too. Sonny talks about you guys so much, I can tell you're all pretty close." I said, hoping to get on his good side.

"Yes we are son, but stop being so nervous! We're not going to hurt you." He replied, chuckling as he shook his head. I let out a breath that I didn't even realize that I was holding, and gave a breathless laugh. "Sonny, why don't you show Chad to his room?" he said, turning to Sonny.

"Sure thing, come on Chad!" she said leading me back to the hallway that I we had entered into the house in so that I could grab my bags. After managing to carry all four of them—yes, I am that awesome—she led me upstairs to her room first to drop her bag off, and then showed me my room, which was just across the hall from hers. "So just a heads up, we're going to have gumbo tonight, so that means you need to be open to trying new things. Also, you seriously have all those hair products?" she said, laughing as she opened to door to my room and led me in.

"Okay, and yes Sonny, I do have all those hair products. Doesn't everybody?" I replied, successfully keeping myself from blushing this time.

"Yeah Chad, every girl!" she replied, laughing hysterically as she sat down on the bed. Deciding that I would make her feel bad, I brought tears to my eyes, and put the most convincing frown on my face that I could.

"Well, fine. Thanks a lot Sonny." I said, intentionally making my voice crack a little bit towards the beginning and end. Hearing my voice, she looked up, and noticing the tears in my eyes, launched into my chest, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into a hug.

"I'm so sorry Chad, I wasn't trying to make you upset. I'm sorry!" She said, pulling me closer to her in an attempt to comfort me. This is probably the best plan that I've come up with yet.

"Well, I guess I can forgive you. If you admit that I'm the best actor of our generation." I replied, smirking as I realized that I had really pulled that off.

Gasping, she pulled away and started slapping my chest, "You jerk! I thought I hurt your feelings!" she 'whisper-shouted' as she kept on slapping me.

Growing tired of being slapped—because yes, it did hurt a little bit—I grabbed her wrists and placed them around my neck. My heart picked up speed as I realized what I was doing, and the familiar feeling returned to my stomach. "Well then don't make fun of my hair needs next time." I replied, not realizing how desperate I was for her until I heard my voice. Oh no, this can't end well. She nodded as I let go of her wrists, letting her do with them what she wanted. She didn't pull away though, instead, she began to lean into me a little. As the "ticklish" feeling returned to my lips, I gave up. I gave up at trying to hide just how much I loved her. I gave up at trying to hide just how much I wanted her. I gave up at trying to hide just how much I needed her. Finally deciding to get what I wanted, I leaned into her, my eyes sliding down to her libs and back, waiting for her to pull away. She didn't though, nor did she say anything. She just stood there with her arms around my neck, and mine wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to me. With just inches separating us, I did what I had been dreaming of doing for the longest time possible, I closed the gap. The second our lips met, I understood what all those sappy romance writers meant by sparks, only there were no sparks. There was a whole electrical current running through my body, and I shuddered as I felt it run down my back. Smiling into the kiss, I pulled her even closer as she responded. Her soft lips moved in synch with mine, and my hands ran from her lower back to her hair, tangling themselves in it and gently pushing her face closer to mine as I deepened the kiss. I shuddered once again as I felt her run her fingers softly through the hair on the back of my neck, tugging at it gently and causing me to smile, again. I realized that we had been moving backwards as I felt myself fall into a sitting position on the bed, never breaking contact with her lips. She sat on my lap—no, not straddled it—and we continued with the kiss, keeping it soft and slow. My heart was pounding so hard, fast and loud that I could hear it in my ears, and I just knew that Sonny could too. But for once, I truly didn't care if she heard it, because it was what she did to me, and I wanted her to know it.

"Guys dinner's ready!" was what tore us out of our own little world, causing us to separate. Smiling breathlessly, I opened my mouth to say something but was interrupted.

"Um, we should…go." Sonny said, smiling breathlessly also, but obviously gaining control over herself before I could. Gently she grabbed my hand and pulled me up, leading me out of the room. Letting go of my hand when we got to the steps, she walked down the stairs, leaving me to think about what happened. Before I could do much thinking though, she turned around, smiled and said, "Come on Chad, you're trying something new today, aren't you excited?"

I sent her a smile and a nod; and walking down the stairs behind her, I said, "More than you know." And with one more glance and smile my way, she put an arm around me, and pulled me into a quick hug. Please tell me that meant as much to her as it did to me. I thought, as I walked in to the dining room full of her waiting family, ready to try something new.

Ahhhhhhhh! So what did you think?! That was legit, my first time writing a kissing scene, so I really didn't know what to do. Lol, it's different actually kissing someone, because you don't exactly have to narrate it at that point haha. So, was this chapter good, bad, great, horrible? Ha, leave me an answer...in a review! Because trust me, I can take Channy apart just as fast as I put them together, so their relationship currently depends on you! Lol anyway, I seriously still want some ideas, because if I run out of them I run out of a story. So review please my lovelies!

P.S. I have officially registered as a beta reader if no ones noticed, so I'm open for... betareading? haha yeah, just thought you should know.

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