SPOV

"The annual Apple Pie Festival," the boys said at the same time.

"They have a whole festival for baking pies?" Chad asked raising his eyebrows.

"Yup, but the people around here call it APF. I have got second place in the pie baking contest for the last three years. Megan Brookes always took first." I shook my head in disgust thinking about Megan Brookes. She has beaten me for the past three years. I shook the thought out of my head and tied my apron around my neck.

"We will help you win first place this year," Nico said putting his arm around me.

"Yeah we will help you," Grady said.

"As long as I don't have to do anything, I will help," Tawni said. We all looked over at Chad.

"Fine, I'll help too," he mumbled. I smiled and started taking ingredients out of the refrigerator and pantry.

CPOV

Five things I hate. 1. Zack Efron- 2. Being called Chip Drama Pants- 3. Shoveling cow manure- 4. Milking cows- and last but not least 5. MAKING APPLE PIE!!! I do not get how people can be chefs. They have to get their hands all sticky and they get their hair all messed up with flour. Ok I guess some chefs don't have Nico and Grady have a flour fight which causes Sonny to scream at the top of her lungs. They probably don't have a Tawni sit around and do nothing the whole time ether, but I still would never want to be a chef.

"Oh no," Tawni said from the chair she was sitting in. She was looking at her phone.

"What?" Nico asked walking over to her while wiping his hands off on a towel.

"Marshal said we need to come up with some new sketches by next week."

"Well that's ok, the pie just needs to bake for about an hour and a half," Sonny said closing the oven door. She took her oven mitts of and walked over to me. "I think Chad can watch the pie while we think up ideas." I sighed. No way did I want to sit around waiting for a pie to be done.

"Fine," I mumbled and took a seat on the couch.

"Ok, thanks." Sonny and her friends walked upstairs. I yawned, maybe a nap wouldn't hurt.

I woke up to the oh to familiar smell of something burning. I jumped of the couch and rushed to the oven. I put the oven mitts on and rushed the pie out of the oven. Good news, it wasn't on fire. Bad news, it was totally destroyed.

"Aubrey!" I yelled down the driveway at her when I saw riding by on her bike. She saw me and stopped. I ran down the driveway up to her. "Can you give me a ride into town?"

"Me, give you a ride?" she asked. She raised her eyebrows.

"Ok, I will pedal. Please just show me the way to town?" She sighed.

"Fine."

Aubrey and I rode into down. She stood on the spikes in the back, with her hands on my shoulders. "What do you need to buy?" she asked.

"Um a pie… for desert tonight," I said. Man I hate lying. Before I could lie easily, now it's so difficult.

"Turn right." We pulled into a small parking lot and parked the bike. We walked into what I assumed was a grocery store.

"Hey Aubrey, what are you doing here and who is he?" a man asked from behind the counter. He stared at me.

"Dad we are here to by a pie and he is Chad Dylan Cooper." He didn't say a word and just kept on staring at me. "You know the guy I always watch on Mackenzie Falls. I have the posters of him in my room." I could tell right away she regretted saying that. She blushed deeply and looked at the ground. I put my hand on her shoulder. I saw her dad glaring at me and I quickly took my hand of her shoulder.

"Oh that guy." Her father seemed unimpressed. "I'm Mr. Brookes, Aubrey's dad." Brookes, I've heard that name before. The front door swung open and in walked a girl.

"Hi Daddy," the girl said kissing her dad on the cheek. I looked down at Aubrey who was still looking at her feet.

"Hey sweetie," Aubrey's dad said. The girl looked at me and her eyes grew wide.

"Oh my gosh! Your Chad Dylan Cooper!" she ran up and hugged me.

"Yes, yes I am," I said smiling. Aubrey looked at me confused. It's been a while since I let my ego show through.

"Aubrey, sweetie. You didn't tell me you knew Chad Dylan Cooper." The girl bent down and looked Aubrey in the eyes. Aubrey looked away and I could see she was glairing. She looked back at me. "I'm Megan Brookes." Oh that's where I've heard the name before. She is the girl that always beats Sonny at the pie competition thing. She looked at Aubrey again. "I can't believe you met the guy you have been obsessed with for the past two years." Aubrey opened her mouth to protest, but Megan talked first. "Sweetie, it's ok. We all have to be obsessed with something." She looked at me. "Or someone." Aubrey looked away. Tears filled her eyes. "So why are you here?"

"I'm staying with Sonny and her uncle." The smile dropped of her face.

"Oh, well how would you like a ride back there in my convertible?"

"But-" Aubrey protested.

"Quiet now sweetie. I'm sure Chad doesn't want a ride on a filthy old bike," Megan said. Aubrey looked at me, she wanted me to stand up for her. I opened my mouth, but then Megan looked at me with her blue eyes and I closed my mouth again. Aubrey rushed towards the door.

"Aubrey wait," I said putting my arm out in front of her.

"Save it Cooper," she said going around my arm. I saw tears roll down her cheeks.

We pulled up to Sonny's uncle's farm house. I walked up the driveway and I saw Sonny sitting on the front steps. She smiled when she saw me and I smiled back. Megan came up next to me. Her smile vanished. "Hi Sonny," Megan said with a smile.

"Hi Megan," Sonny said with a flat tone. She looked at me. "What did you buy?" she asked looking at my bag.

"Hair products, you don't think this happens with just a brush," I said pointing to my hair. I winked at Megan. Megan laughed and Sonny just stared at me.

"Where did you put the pie?"

"Somewhere for it to cool off, I'll go get it." I walked into the house counted to thirty and took the pie out. I walked outside and handed it to Sonny. She smiled.

"It looks great. You did a good job Cooper."

"You too Munroe." We smiled at each other.

"Chad, I have to go. See you later," Megan said kissing me on the cheek. She walked down the driveway. "Bye Sonny," she called over her shoulder.

"Bye," Sonny mumbled. I sat down next to Sonny.

"So what's up between you and Megan?" I asked.

"We were best friends until we both competed in the pie competition. The competition got the best of us and we aren't friends anymore. Her pie even won." She looked off into the distance.

"I bet your pie should have won." She looked over at me and smiled slightly.

"Thanks." She rested her head on my shoulder and we watched the sun set. "Our pie looks great, so I guess everything is alright now." Boy, I wish it was.