Summary: He's Chad Dylan Cooper for crying out loud! He can get any girl he wants... or so he thinks. So, how does he end up taking an unimpressed Sonny out on 26 alphabetized dates? A bet perhaps? Who will win? Pure Channy from A - Z!

Disclaimer:I do not own SWAC or the Jonas Brothers. The two things I would kill to own... I dont :(

A/N: I am so happy! I have over 200 reviews and this story is only at its 11th chapter! Thank you guys so much for responding, it really means a lot. I feel the need to write every day so I don't dissappoint anyone by not updating. I'm really sorry if I can't add a new chapter every couple days or so.

In other news, I was really excited to write this chapter. I love the Jonas Brothers (another obsession, like fanfiction) and I had to make Sonny like them! I'm sorry if anyone here doesn't like them and hates this chapter :P I had to make Sonny go to a concert because I'm seeing them 10 days from now on July 17th, 18th and again in LA on the 8th of August and at the TCA's on the 9th. I'm so excited! :D

And finally, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to TrinityFlower of Memories for being so awesome! Thanks so much!

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Alphabet Weekends

Jonas Brothers Concert

11.

SPOV (Sonny)

I had been waiting ever so patiently for Friday to arrive. Not that I wanted to see Chad again, because I didn't, I just couldn't wait to see what he had planned this time. He said it'd be 'worth the wait'... what on Earth could that mean? I was hoping to find out soon.

It was now 1:30 on Friday and there was still no sign of Chad. I glanced over at my phone, again, only to see that it still hadn't made its familiar animal sounds. What if he forgot about it? I trusted him! Well, actually there was no way he could forget considering he made it sound like such a big deal back on Tuesday. I sighed and turned back to the computer, scanning through pictures of cute dresses and shoes. Things were so well, boring, when we were on break.

Usually, at a time like this I'd be writing sketches for So Random! or hanging out in my dressing room with Tawni, but now the studios were closed for two months and everyone was on vacation. Vacation usually sounds like a good thing but in this case, it was horrible!

The goodbyes were horrible too. I was in tears when the final day of filming wrapped up a few days after date letter F. My mother had to physically drag me out of the prop room and into the parking lot of the studio just to get me home. I never wanted to leave So Random!, even if it was only for two months. Leaving that show was like leaving home and I never want to leave home.

Interrupting my flashback, my phone started mooing. I jumped up excitedly and went to answer it.

"Hello?" I asked perkily.

"Hi Sonny! It's Lucy," came the cheerful voice on the other line.

I sighed. Normally, I'd be over joyed to hear Lucy but right now, I was too anxious to hear what Chad had planned. "Hey," I replied, fake enthusiasm coating my flat voice.

"How are you? I haven't seen you in so long! I miss you so much! What've you been up to?" she bombarded me with questions.

"Hey, I've been fine but listen, can I call you later? I'm kind of waiting for a call from-"

Beep, beep. The call waiting buzzer sounded. Yes!

"Hold on Luc, I have to take this," I stated.

I flipped to the next line.

"Hello?" I asked anxiously.

"Hey Sonny!" Tawni chirped through the phone.

Not again!

"Hey Tawni! I miss you a ton but I have to go. Lucy's on the other line and I'm waiting for another call," I explained.

"Fine. If I'm not pretty enough to talk to you then I'll go. Talk to you later Sonny," she said.

"Bye Tawn," I returned.

I flipped the line back over.

"Lucy? I'm back but I really have to go," I insisted.

"Aw, fine, fine. Call me later though, okay?" she begged.

"Definitely!" I replied enthusiastically with a smile. "Bye Luc."

"Bye Sonny." And then she hung up. I did the same, tapping my fingers on the wood of my desk.

Moooooo. Moooooo.

Okay, this is the last time I'm going to answer the dang phone if it's not Chad.

"Hello?" I groaned.

"Hey Sonny," Chad's cocky voice dripped on the other side of the phone.

I grinned to myself, finally. I perked up just a bit.

"Hey Chad," I replied smoothly.

"Wanna know where we're going tonight?" he questioned suspiciously.

"Yes! I've been waiting all week," I answered.

"Well then I can't tell you," he retorted, probably smirking on the other line.

"Come on please?" I begged.

"Nope. Just come to my house ready by four. Wear something cute but don't really stress about a shirt. I already have one in mind for you," he stated apprehensively.

"Huh?" I crinkled my brow in confusion.

"Just do as your told Sonny. Trust me, trust me," he answered coolly.

"Fine."

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"So we're good?" I asked.

"Oh, we're so good!" he shouted, "See you at four."

"Yes. You. Will!" I screamed back and hung up the line. I smiled to myself and sauntered off to get ready. Stupid Chad.

CPOV (Chad)

I really wasn't looking forward to this date with Sonny. It's going to be hard enough sitting 2 hours through the raspy voices of those 'heartthrobs' but let alone a meet and greet, I don't know if I can handle it.

I had spent the majority of my week getting my manager to hook me up with front row Jonas Brothers tickets and backstage passes. It wasn't difficult... at all considering I had connections to just about everyone but I still wasn't very enthusiastic. I knew Sonny would be though, which is exactly why I had to sacrifice myself in these deep waters.

I sat up from my bed, finally deciding it would be a good idea to start getting ready before Sonny got here. I scampered to my closet, pondering what on Earth you'd wear to a Jonas Brothers concert. It must have taken me at least 20 minutes to choose a pair of dark denim jeans, not skinny jeans like those brothers, and a simple blue shirt. I even thew on a black leather jacket and sneakers. (A/N:Picture Chad's outfit in episode, You've Got Fanmail) If that's not what you wear to boy band concerts, then too bad.


I spent the rest of my time waiting for Sonny, sitting up in my bedroom, forcing myself to listen to the agonizing albums of the trio. If I was to make it look like I was having a good time, I might as well know some songs, right?

A couple hours later, I heard the bell ring at my front door. I immediately hushed the music to a muted volume and fumbled down the stairs to get to the front door.

"Hey Sonny," I cooed, opening the front door with a charming smile.

"Hey Chad," she repeated, making herself comfortable as she walked in pleasantly. She was wearing a black skirt with black tights underneath and her shoes were a pair of black, heeled, ankle boots. As for her shirt, she did as I said, wearing just a simple navy tank top and cropped silver vest. Now how was I going to do this...

I reached behind me onto the table in the foyer, my hand clambering around the surface, feeling for what I had placed there Tuesday night.

"So, we're almost ready to head out but I thought you might want this back," I told her obviously, trying to get her to understand where I was getting at, while passing her the Jonas Brothers shirt she left here days ago.

She didn't really seem to get the hint when she took it back with a smile, replying, "Oh, thanks so much Chad! I've been looking for this everywhere!"

I groaned, "Yep, you left it here. You never know when you're going to need to wear it somewhere important." I tried to push the hint a little further, she still didn't get it.

"Yeah, this shirt means a lot to me. I never want to lose it," she spieled.

I sighed. "Well, we should get going. We can't be late for this date."

"Okay!" she agreed, striding back outside. I followed her after running back to the kitchen to grab the tickets and passes which I hid in my pocket.

We finally got settled in the front seats of the car and I headed towards the Los Angeles Staples Center where the band would be playing at. I glanced over at Sonny who was aimlessly staring out the window.

"... So, Sonny. Did you bring any CD's? You can choose the music today," I offered.

"Really?" she turned around surprised. I nodded.

"Okay!" she said cheerfully, reaching into her bag for what I hoped was A Little Bit Longer or Lines, Vines, and Trying Times.

"Here you go," she passed me her new Demi Lovato CD (A/N: That's right people! Here We Go Again comes out on the 21st go and buy it!) and I clamped my jaw. What was this?

"What's this?" I gritted.

"Oh, this is Demi Lovato's new CD. She's like my new favorite singer!" she squealed.

"What about the Jonas Brothers? They're pretty cool guys," I forced myself to compliment them.

"Yeah, I still love them but I've been listening to Demi's album all week!" she said.

I sighed. At least she still loves them. Whatever, I guess we could listen to this junk. I popped the pop-singer's album into the CD player and one of her new songs came blasting through the speakers. We spent the rest of our drive listening to Demi and I watched Sonny sing loudly as the songs played. I rolled my eyes. She better be this excited for the Jonases.

As we pulled into the parking lot, I muted the CD. Sonny had just gotten a glimpse out the window of the thousands of fan girls whom surrounded her... I had to see this reaction.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sonny screamed like a rabid teenie bopper.

I chuckled a bit, pulling out only the tickets, handing one to her. "Surprise!"

She immediately lunged at me and pulled me into a hug. I patted her back and she pulled away.

"Chad! Oh my gosh! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ah! I'm so excited! This will be my first Jonas concert!" she squealed, pulling me in for another quick embrace.

"Well, lets go! We don't want to be late," I declared, hopping out of the car.

"For what?" she asked curiously, "the concert starts at 7 and its only 5:30."

"Oh, you'll see," I stated suspiciously.

She followed me out of the car, starting to take off her vest to change into the JB tee.

"Woah, you might want to wait inside to do that," I offered.

"Why?" she asked.

"Again, you'll see," I winked this time, as we made our way into the front entrance of the stadium, passing hundreds of starstruck teens left in our tracks.

SPOV (Sonny)

I was just about dying on the inside and hyperventilating on the outside. Chad even had to buy me a bottled water because he thought I was going to pass out. I was still in complete, utter shock that I was here right now. Sonny Monroe was at her very first Jonas Brothers concert! I couldn't understand how Chad did this! It was so extraordinary and out of the blue, I thought my eyes were deceiving me when he pulled out two front row tickets. The happiness I was feeling just made me want to jump on top of Chad and kiss him senseless, thanking him for being so generous, but I knew that would only make him think I was falling for him. When really, it's being caught up in the moment of excitement. Ah! I couldn't believe it!

Chad gripped my arm as we made our way through a swarm of fans. I gave the ones staring friendly waves as I tried to keep pace with Chad. We reach security and he pulled out an ID card.

"Chad Dylan Cooper," he cooed as he flashed his radiant smile and ID at the worker, "I am supposed to be here early."

The woman, dazed, nodded and opened the gate and allowed us access to the stadium early.

"Just some of the perks to being a celebrity," he explained while I was looking at him curiously.

I smiled and he, smirking, led me to the edge of the backstage door.

"Chad, where are we going?" I asked confused, nerves getting a hold of me.

Right then, he reached into his pocket and slowly pulled out... two backstage passes to meet the Jonas Brothers! I screamed... loud.

"Surprise again!" he chuckled, holding his stomach while watching my reaction.

I started breathing quickly, on the verge of tears. I was going to meet the Jonas Brothers! I was going to freaking meet the Jonas Brothers! I grabbed Chad and most likely squeezed the life out of him because he was squirming to break from my grasp. I let him go and thanked him a good 20 times as he led me backstage, flashing our passes at every security guard in sight. He brought us up to a large door with a white sheet of paper stuck to it that said in black letters 'JONAS BROTHERS M&G'. I started to breathe heavily again.

"Well, they're just behind this door," Chad declared, "now you know why you couldn't wear that old shirt. You have to keep your cuteness." Then he blushed a bit, "not that I think you're cute or anything... it's just well, you know...um... yeah..." he started trailing off. "Ready to meet the Jonas Brothers," he questioned with a grin.

I giggled and hugged him again. "I've been ready for a long time! Thanks so much Chad!" I replied happily.

"Well, lets go," he said.

Chad swung the door open and standing there, clad in their skinny jeans and ties were Kevin, Nick, and Joe Jonas, standing by a wall finishing a picture with one of their fans. My heart swelled up and started beating rapidly. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I can't believe this is finally happening! The fan girl they just took a picture with squealed as she left, taking her camera, then she burst out into tears of joy as she ran off to see her waiting friends. Oh my gosh...

I looked at my feet my nerves taking over. We were the only ones left in there, us and them. Chad, Sonny, and the Jonas Brothers. What a group. I looked back up only to see Nick staring at us, smiling, smiling, and waving. Chad returned the wave for me and walked over to greet them.

"Hey, mah brahs," Chad said enthusiastically, pulling them each in for a brotherly hug.

"Hey... you're Chad Dylan Cooper. We're big fans. It's great to finally meet you," Nick stated.

"Yeah... well anyway, this is Sonny," he motioned to me and a huge smile lit up on my face.

Joe, who had been quite the entire time, stepped forward and was the first to speak. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Sonny," he addressed, bowing comically, "we're big fans of your show."

My heart exploded inside but I didn't want to freak them out so I kept my cool. "Why thank you so much! It's more than a pleasure to meet you too," I replied with a curtsy.

This is amazing!

CPOV (Chad)

I stood there proudly as I watched Sonny have the time of her life. Her and the Jonases had been standing there talking for about 10 minutes. I could hear them talking about their TV shows, the tour, their homes back on the East Coast, Kevin's engagement, and, randomly, their favorite types of video games.

She is so gonna love me for this, I mused.

"So, how do you like Hollywood so far?" I heard Kevin ask.

"It's really nice, you know, the people are really nice... well most of them and everything's just so serene still. I'm still figuring everything out," Sonny answered, still a bit jumpy from being so starstruck.

"Yeah. You'll see the ups and the downs with certain people and learn the ropes of how things work. Things aren't always as great as they seem. I mean Taylor Swift... whoo, what a let down!" Joe remarked sarcastically. (A/N: I love Taylor! So don't think I'm bashing her because I'm completely not! ... Joe is :P)

"I'm sure she's still a sweet girl though. Thanks for the advice," she thanked genuinely.

"That's what I like about you," Joe charmed, "you seem different than a lot of those superstars out in Hollywood. You're humble and modest. I find that really attractive."

Was Joe flirting with Sonny?

Sonny blushed... deeply. "Well, I find you really attractive too," she said shyly, looking up at Joe's big brown eyes.

Nick and Kevin were a bit behind them, winking at each other and nudging each other with their elbows. I just stood to the side awkwardly, dumbfounded at what was taking place.

How does she find Joe more attractive than me?

"Attractive enough to stay after the show and hang out with me?" Joe offered hopefully, with a smile.

I nearly choked on my saliva when I heard that. Joe barely knew Sonny!

Without giving Sonny a chance to speak, I interrupted, "What? Um. No. Sonny's here on a date with me."

Getting over her moment of utter joy on cloud nine, she glared at me harshly. A few moments ago she was probably thinking something along the lines of, 'oh my gosh, Joseph freaking Jonas just asked me out!' and now she was probably thinking, 'oh my gosh, Chad Dylan freaking Cooper just ruined my chances of going out with Joe Jonas... and now I'm gonna try and physically abuse him!'

"Oh," Joe sounded surprised, "so you two are... boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Sonny intervened, "No! He actually just took me here on a date for a bet. I'd love to stay after the show with you."

My jaw dropped open. Sonny smirked satisfyingly at me.

"Awesome! Well, we've got to go rehearse. See you in the crowd," Joe said, pulling Sonny into a hug.

"See ya, Sonny," Nick and Kevin hugged her, "Bye Chad."

I waved and they padded off, followed by a hesitant Joe. Once I heard their footsteps subside I turned to Sonny, "what was that?!"

"What was what?" she asked, faking confusion.

"Don't what was what me," I ordered.

"Well then, that was me agreeing to hang out with Joe later," she stated matter-of-factly.

"You're supposed to be dating me, Chad Dylan Cooper! Remember? Not that tight pants wearing, country singer dating, big eyebrow faced Jonas!" I shouted.

"Last time I checked we weren't actually dating Chad," she said in a calmer tone.

"Yeah, well I'm supposed to be winning," I declared.

"Well, not anymore," she huffed, "we'll see what the future holds for you but as of now I want to hang out with Joe. I really appreciate you bringing me here, I sincerely do. It was one of the nicest things I ever expected from you. But when will I ever get the chance to go out with a Jonas again?"

"When will you get the chance to go out with Chad Dylan Cooper again?" I inquired agitated.

"Um, the next 16 dates you have planned for us," she remarked obviously.

I ran out of things to say. The girl was too quick at improvising. I groaned and sat down.

"Listen," she sat down next to me, "I know you want to win but you're going to have to work for it. I'm going on my date tonight with Joe whether you like it or not. You're just going to have to step up your game," she explained.

"Step up my game?! How do I step up higher than bringing you to meet the Jonas Brothers?" I asked unbelievably.

"You'll think of something," she shrugged.

I groaned once again and rolled my eyes.

"Now come on, since you were so kind as to take me here, let's go finish our date before I catch up with Joe," she said.

I sighed picking myself up.

"Fine," I whined.

"Good."

"Good."

She smiled at me and we walked out into the stadium to our front row seats. No more than a half hour later, the now-even-more-annoying boy band showed up on stage. They did decent... I guess. I mean, they had talent, but the way people fawn over them... it makes me sick. They should be fawning over me. Sonny was jumping wildly on her chair, trying to get Joe's attention, which wasn't very hard. The entire show he was giving her eye contact, occasionally pointing at her, and held her hand multiple times.

I rolled my eyes whenever he'd serenade to her from the stage. I knew this night would go wrong. My new philosophy: Never take a girl you're trying to win over to a concert of boys who did win her over.

For the next 2 hours and 21 songs, I pretended to enjoy myself while bouncing along to some of the Jonas Brothers songs which I had remembered listening to this morning. They sang a few that I knew like, Paranoid, SOS, Burnin Up, Hello Beautiful, and A Little Bit Longer. The rest were a'ight. Sonny was genuinely ecstatic, loving every moment of every song. It made me happy to see her so happy but I was losing now, so I was miserable.

Whenever Sonny would glance at me, I'd put up a cheery front. There was no way stepping up my game meant being a negative Nelly. Ew, why on Earth did I just use that terminology? I might as well act like a sunny... Sonny.

That's how it was for the rest of the show. Fake enthusiasm mixed with real, insane, enthusiasm. As the Jonases ran off backstage, I noticed how Joe winked and motioned for Sonny to go and join him. I could see her smile grow larger and her face light up. We started heading for the exit and before I knew it she had to leave.

She turned to face me. "Well, I'm sorry Chad. I have to go," she apologized.

"Hey, whatever. It's fine. Just make sure that tambourine player gives you a ride home," I replied.

"I'm sure he will..." she trailed off. "Hey Chad?" she asked.

"Yes?" I muttered.

"Thank you. Thank you for all of this. It really has been the most amazing night of my life and I had a lot of fun. I hope you had fun too," she stated honestly.

"Yeah, tons of!" I remarked sarcastically.

"Well, I'll see you later Chad," she said, pulling me in for a quick hug and then scampering off to catch up with Joe. I knew she'd be having the time of her life.

"Bye Sonny," I called back.

"Bye Sonny," I whispered to myself, dragging my tired feet back to the car.

I sat behind the wheel, getting stuck in the stupid concert traffic. I groaned and honked my horn multiple times, trying to get these stupid moms to get their kids and cars out of the stadium parking lot.

I wasn't technically mad about the traffic. What I was mad about was completely beyond me. I was so confused. I knew I was upset because I was losing the bet, maybe not completely, because Sonny did say she was having an amazing time and thanked (and hugged me) many times. Maybe it wasn't completely losing but having Sonny fawn all over Joe Jonas didn't really count as me winning. I felt that wasn't it though. It was a whole new reason, a whole new feeling, I didn't even know existed within me. Jealousy.

I hated to admit it. Chad Dylan Cooper does not get jealous. People are jealous of him. But this was a whole new start. I never got like this. I knew I wasn't mad because Joe was making me lose the bet. I was mad because Joe was making me lose the girl. I didn't love Sonny, I didn't even necessarily like Sonny. All I knew, is that it killed me to see her run off with some other actor/singer/dancer/writer whatever you want to call him.

I contemplated these thoughts the entire ride home and pulling into my huge garage, I finally decided on a decision. I don't know how it happened but it did.

I, Chad Dylan Cooper, was jealous... and so damn happy Sonny never decided to put on her tshirt.

What'd you guys think? :)

Long but I think it came out good.

Chad's finally jealous! Whoo!

I had to make Sonny extremely crazy when she got reactions to the passes and everything.

I based them off of my own reactions when I got the call for a meet and greet with them... only I was bawling my eyes out for a good hour straight. Haha :) Best day ever!

Anyway, keep reviewing!

I really appreciate the huge response!