Disclaimer: If I owned Sonny with a Chance, I might ruin it. So…I'm glad I don't own it. Grumble grumble…I don't own So Random! either…wait, which one do we have to disclaim now? Did I even use the word disclaim right? Should I say I don't own Mackenzie Falls? Cuz I don't. Ugh, this disclaimer is starting to sound like a minisode of Mackenzie Falls. I guess that's what I get for watching it all night.

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Sonny hadn't meant to run into Chad; in fact, she had been trying to avoid him at all costs. But there he stood, his girlfriend – Meghan, she recalled, though the name seemed as if it would scald her tongue if she so much as attempted to utter it – at his side, looking so darn exuberant to see her. Of all people, Meghan had to be a fan.

She could tell Chad wasn't exactly sure what to say next, and she assumed it was because he had revealed so much through his letters and was afraid it would all come back to haunt him right in front of his girlfriend. To be honest, Sonny wasn't quite sure what to say either, so they all remained rooted in their spots, watching each other wearily as if testing the waters.

She could deal with the fact that Chad had a girlfriend. He always did. But the fact that this was the girl he had been raving about for months on end and had fallen hopelessly in love with, now that was a problem.

Sonny wasn't quite sure what she had expected to feel when the inevitable encounter with Chad and his girlfriend took place, but she certainly wasn't expecting the amount of anger she felt towards this seemingly harmless girl. Except Meghan wasn't harmless. She had taken the one thing Sonny wanted away, and the jealousy pumped in her veins, making the brunette starlet lose focus of what was right for the moment. Desperately trying to get a hold on her emotions, she took a deep breath, doing her best to calm herself down.

Finally, after what seemed like a century of awkward silence but was in fact only about five seconds, Meghan spoke again, walking over to Sonny. "Um, hi. Sonny Munroe? I'm Meghan Taylor, and I'm a huge fan of both you and So Random!. I think you're brilliant!"

It was easy to see that this girl was nervous, and Sonny almost managed a smile. She really was as sweet as Chad had said she was. Taking a deep breath, Sonny walked closer to the girl, trying not to dwell on who she was too much. She was a fan. A sweet, devoted, backstabbing fan. Oops. Did Sonny say backstabbing? She meant kind. "Hi, Meghan. That's…really sweet of you." Smiling a little, she reached out her hand to shake the other brunette's, willing herself not to cringe as Meghan's cool flesh met with her own hand. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Meghan looked at Sonny, curiosity and excitement flickering across her face, both trying to dominate the other. "Finally? I didn't know you knew I existed." As Sonny watched cautiously, the girl couldn't hold it back any longer. A huge smile broke out across her face, and it was easy to see why Chad had such nice things to say about her. She was even more beautiful than the conceited drama star had told Sonny she was, and that was hard to beat, considering Chad talked about how absolutely adorable Meghan was constantly.

Sonny smiled politely, looking past her for a moment to allow her eyes to rest on Chad. He still took her breath away with his golden locks of hair and ocean blue eyes. It simply wasn't fair. A small smile remained on his face as he watched the interaction between the two girls, his eyes fixated on his girlfriend. He was honestly blushing just watching Meghan, and it pained Sonny to see just how much love he felt towards this girl.

Laughing a little, Sonny subtly took a step back, willing herself to continue to breathe without hyperventilating. "Are you kidding? Chad talks about you all the time in his letters."

Meghan wrinkled her nose in confusion. "Letters?" Oh, god. Chad hadn't even told her. Was Sonny that repulsive to him? Was she some secret his girlfriend couldn't know about? Was Chad ashamed to be talking to a Random? She had thought they were past that, but no, he had just needed a way to keep his job. Once again, Sonny had allowed him to use her.

Looking down, the former Wisconsinite tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. In her mind, Chad was silently begging her not to say anything. "Um, sorry. I meant magazines. Yeah, I read the tabloids a lot." She wished Chad would contradict her, but he just kept silent, watching and waiting for it to all go wrong.

Slowly lifting her head to look at Meghan, Sonny forced herself to plaster on a smile and kept her eyes from looking in the direction of Chad Dylan Cooper. "You know me. I've never really been all that smart." Actually, if anyone knew Sonny well enough, they'd know she was in all honors classes, with the exception of math.

Nodding slowly, Meghan smiled. "Oh. Well, everyone makes mistakes. I'm sure you're plenty smart." She looked back at Chad, a blush covering her face and giving it a rosy glow. As if she weren't already pretty enough. "Chad, why didn't you tell me Sonny wasn't a part of your rivalry? You made it sound like all of the Randoms were." So she was calling them the Randoms now, too. Wonderful.

Chad opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Sonny intervened. "Oh, I am a part of the rivalry. I just…hate skipping an interview in the tabloids, even if it is about one of my enemies." She silently prayed her acting wasn't as see-through to Meghan as it was to her and, quite possibly, Chad. After all, he knew what letters she had been talking about.

Smiling, his pretty little girlfriend nodded. "I guess that makes sense. Anyway, can you sign my notebook?" Well, at least she had bought Sonny's little fib. Then again, if this girl was dating Chad, she was overly trusting. Chad Dylan Cooper had the worst reputation possible, and he used to thrive on that. It was sickening. Absolutely sickening.

Sonny took a deep breath and nodded, slowly letting it out. "Of course. Anything for a fan." Anything for Chad's girlfriend. That's what it came down to, right? If Sonny didn't keep the love of his life happy she'd be cast aside and banished from his life forever. Not that she had much to hold onto right now anyway, but she'd take what she could get.

As Sonny signed Meghan's pink notebook that Chad had probably bought her, the drama snob himself finally built up the courage to walk over to the girls. "Sonny." That was it. Sonny.

She almost snapped her pen in half, the starlet was so angry. That was all she got after working her butt off and completely disregarding her own emotions to help out this boy? Well, she was done. She was completely fed up with Chad and his childish games, and Sonny Munroe simply wouldn't stand for it anymore.

Finishing off the autograph with a "Love, Sonny" in perfect calligraphy, she looked up at the couple, her stomach twisting from the inside out. She wanted to throw up, it hurt so much. "Well, I have rehearsal. Welcome to Condor Studios, Meghan." She refused to do so much as acknowledge Chad in her final statement as she walked away. She was sure he knew she was upset, that much was for sure. With a sickening feeling still in the pit of her stomach, Sonny recognized one thing: he probably didn't even care.

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Chad plopped down onto his couch, his girlfriend following suit. He wasn't stupid; he was well aware Sonny was mad at him. But if she had any clue as to why he hadn't told Meghan about the letters she may very well quit speaking to him altogether, and that just couldn't happen.

The rest of the day had been pretty routine; Meghan had met the rest of Chad's cast, had a near run-in with the Randoms (Chad had steered her away before she could talk to them and bring more awkwardness to the couple's already stressful day – he was positive Tawni had picled up on Sonny's mood and figured it had to do with him.), and watched her boyfriend rehearse for about an hour before they were given the rest of the day off.

It was nearing five o' clock anyway, so Chad was content to enjoy some free time. All of the running around was tiring, and he was glad to get some alone time with his girlfriend in the peaceful atmosphere of his dressing room. The blonde boy could easily see she was stressed and tired from meeting so many unique – weird just didn't cover it, nor did prima donna – people too.

Smiling softly, Chad hugged Meghan to his chest. He let out a deep breath and rested his head on top of hers. "So, Megs, how was your first day here?" He could tell that even with her exhaustion she was practically bouncing with excitement and knew she had a good time. However, it was only polite to ask anyway.

She giggled softly, interlacing their fingers and looking down. "Fun. You know, you're lucky to work with so many really cool people everyday." Was she honestly serious? In his dictionary, "cool" was definitely not the right word to use for Portlyn and Skylar.

Chad snorted a little, moving away gently to look his girlfriend in the eyes. "Cool? Meghan, did you even listen to Skylar's rant on the new toothbrush he got while I was gone that plays show tunes? He's the least cool person I know, and that's saying a lot, considering I know the Randoms." Oops. He had mentioned them. Oh, well. It was too late to take back his words now, so he'd have to endure Meghan's questioning.

She looked at him quizzically, a small frown on her face. She was trying to read him again, and it scared him to death. No one could read him, and he was glad. Why else had he never let Sonny get close when he liked her? She made him lower his walls and break all of his finely crafted rules. It just wasn't acceptable. "Why won't you let me talk to them?"

Chad looked down, running a hand through his hair and sighing. "It's complicated, Meghan. I just don't want you to get hurt, and anyone that talks to me is immediately the enemy in their eyes." It was partially true, but he was avoiding something and he hoped with all of his heart and soul that she couldn't tell. Earlier today he had lucked out when she couldn't see through Sonny's lies, and he craved for the same rules to apply now.

Meghan seemed to be watching him closely, but she didn't appear to find a trace of deceit in his body language or facial expression, and for that he was relieved. Anything to do with Sonny had to be nonexistent to Meghan. This was the one thing she needed to stay in the dark about. He wasn't lying at all when he told her he didn't want her to get hurt. He didn't want to be the one to hurt her, either.

Slowly, she nodded, smiling at him. "Okay. I guess I can deal with that. I knew there would be a price to dating Chad Dylan Cooper, and I think you're worth it."

Chad couldn't even begin to sum up the immense amount of guilt he felt hearing her say that. She trusted him because she didn't know the things better left unspoken. Meghan Taylor was a lot of things, but she wasn't stupid. And Chad wasn't quite sure how much time he had before she began to figure things out. Enough time, he prayed, to get over Sonny Munroe once and for all.

Ugh. An anti-Channy ending. Gross, right? But I wanted to leave it there because it felt like a revelation to me. My inspiration for this was It's my Life by Bon Jovi and Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven. SMILES!

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