Hi Guys!! Sorry for not updating, but everything's really hectic at the moment.

Thank you guys so much for the reviews, I have fourhundred and fifty and I haven't even reached chapter forty yet. You guys are the best. Sorry I didn't get to reply to any of your awesome reviews. =(

Walk A Mile In My Pants finally came out!!! Finally! Though the spoilers kind of ruined it for me because I already knew what was going to happen. But I loved it. I can't wait for Sonny Get Your Goat.

It was Sterling's birthday on the fifth, he's now officially 21 though he certainly doesn't look it. :p

Enough chitter chatter and on to the next chapter.

Baby

As soon as I finished filming, I headed over to So Random! to go pick up Sonny. For some really strange reason, I couldn't wait to see her again. I don't know what's up with me lately.

I walked into the prop house, hoping to find Sonny, but instead I found those two random bone heads having some kind of best friend reunion or something.

"Cloudy, Rainy," I acknowledged them as they turned to glare. They should be lucky I even noticed that they were in the room. Some people these days are so ungrateful.

"What do you want pooper?" The pudgy one spat. I narrowed my eyes at them.

"Where's Sonny?" I asked bluntly, not bothered to make conversation with these insignificant people.

"Why'd you need to know chip?" Hat guy asked. I rolled my eyes. Like they needed to know.

"It's none of your business," I sneered. "The sooner you tell me where Sonny is, the sooner I can stop talking to you, and the sooner you two can get back to whatever weird thing you were doing,"

"Well, if you put it that way..." Chubby began. "Give me some of your Mackenzie Falls cheese and I'll tell you," he said, beginning to dribble just thinking about cheese. How can Sonny stand to be around these guys all day?

"Uh, no way are you getting your hands on our cheese. You broke in and ate most of it. We've only got a handful left and you're not getting your hands on it," I declared. Their names were on the banned wall, yet the security guard still let them in. Oh he is so fired.

Chubby crossed his arms and glared. "No cheese, no deal," he said. I groaned and walked out of the room. I can't deal with randoms.

I decided to check Sonny's dressing room, mentally kicking myself for not thinking of that first. I sauntered over there, not bothering to knock, people as great as me don't need to knock.

I groaned. No Sonny. Just Blondie sitting there, being vain and brushing her hair.

"What do you want?" She asked, her eyes not leaving the vanity in front of her. "Finished making out with Sonny?" she asked slyly. "I so knew you two were going out," she smirked. Okay, wait, hold the phone. I am not dating Sonny. Or making out with her...Yet...

...joke! See, I can be funny.

"Okay, first Blondie, we weren't making out, or even kissing. Like I would ever kiss a random anyway. And we're not dating," I added. She rolled her eyes.

"Firstly, there was that kiss in New Jersey. And you've been on loads of dates. There was the time when you took her to that restaurant. The time when you crashed Sam's date with Sonny to be with her and the time when she took you to McDonalds," she said, counting them off on her fingers. "Not to mention the beach," What is it with everybody knowing so much about our lives anyway?

"As much as I would love to stay here and talk to you about lipgloss and manicures, I need to find Sonny," I said. She turned to me and smirked.

"What, so you can make out again? Look, even if I knew or cared where Sonny is right now, I still wouldn't tell you. Now, either you get out of my dressing room, or you can stay here and help me build Tawni town!" She said enthusiastically. Her face turned stern again. "Your choice,"

I slowly backed out of the room, closing the door behind me. You know those really horrible nightmares where it's like you're in a horror movie? Tawni town would be the setting for that movie and Tawni would be the murderer.

Where could Sonny be?

Next I checked the guy that sweats a lot office. Marsha I think...weird name for a guy. Then I checked the parking lot. Twice. I checked the cafeteria next and then studio four. She wasn't anywhere.

Great, she must've gone home and forgot all about babysitting. I walked back to Mackenzie Falls, upset and sad that she'd just forgotten.

I slumped down on one of the Mackenzie Falls couches, and clapped my hands three times. Bart, my personal assistant, came running, holding a chocolate milkshake.

"You called sir,"

"I'm feeling peckish. Fix me up some lobster," I said and eyed his chocolate milkshake. "Bart, you know about personal assistants not eating on the job. I'm gonna have to confiscate your milkshake," I said, faying a sad expression. Bart frowned.

"Yes sir," he said monotonously and handed me his very delicious milkshake. I took a sip.

"Good milkshake," I muttered. Bart stood there watching me in disbelief. "You're dismissed, go make my lobster," I said, shooing him away with my hand. He nodded and ran off.

I like to eat when I'm sad, it's just one of the things I do.

Wait, why was I sitting wallowing in depression when I could've just called her. I'm so stupid sometimes. Actually, scratch that, Chad Dylan Cooper is never stupid.

I took out my phone and pressed speed dial #4. It picked up after one ring. Wow, someone was eager to talk.

"Chad?" Sonny asked. She sounded frightened.

"Where are you Sonny?" I asked.

"Uh, that's the thing. I don't actually know," She said, sounding unsure of herself. This really confused me.

"Umm, what?"

"Hurry up Sonny!" I heard a squeaky high voice shout from a distance.

"I'm going, it just looks so..." I heard Sonny respond to the squeaky voice.

"On three, I'm going to push you out," The squeaky voice said.

"No, no, no please don't Zo-" I heard Sonny scream and then the line went dead. What happened? Is she okay?

"Sonny?...Sonny?!" I shouted into my phone, hoping to get a response. I have no idea why, but I could still hear her scream in my head, and it was getting louder. Maybe I do need to see a doctor.

Suddenly, the scream stopped and I heard the squeaky voice cackle. Sonny came flying out of the vent above me and landed on my lap. Sonny in my lap. I like the way that statement sounds.

She looked up at me with those big brown eyes of hers and I couldn't help but smile.

"Any reason you're in my lap Munroe?" I asked smirking. She responded with a deep blush.

"Uh, sorry Chad. It's just that Zora said that her snake was missing, so I offered to help get Bernie back. But getting Bernie back meant going in the vents because really weirdly it lives there. So, I went in the vents but it was really high up so I kinda got scared and didn't want to m-" I stopped her from rambling, even though it was really cute, by putting a finger to her lips.

"Ssh. The time for talking is over," I said in my deep, charming acting voice. You could call it my Mackenzie voice.

She blushed, causing me to smile. She was just so stupid cute. She looked up at me through her eyelashes. Before I knew what I was doing, I leant down and pressed my lips to hers.

...

...

Well that's what should have happened. But no, it didn't because at that moment, as I was leaning down, the weird girl from 'Chuckle City' fell out of the vent above my head, falling on top of us, knocking us all on to the floor.

She cackled evilly. Stupid random ruining my opportunity with Sonny.

"Now that's what I call fun!" She said, jumping up and down. Wow, this kid was more hyper than Sonny full of candyfloss. And believe me, that's saying something. She looked at Sonny, a mischievous look in her eyes. Sonny honestly looked afraid of that glint, it probably meant she was up to something.

"Lets do it again!" She smiled happily. Sonny looked worried and glanced at me for help.

"Sorry weird girl, but Sonny can't help you on your mission to self destruction," I received a glare from the mini random, "And why are you here, do you not see your tiny face on the banned wall?" I asked. Sonny hit me on the arm and glared at me too. Great, two randoms glaring at me.

I sighed. And clapped my hands two times. Two big burly men, better known as the Mackenzie Falls security guards came running. It's great being me.

"Please escort Miss weird girl out please," I gestured to weird girl, not even bothered to even try to even bother to remember her name.

"I'll escort myself out!" Creepy girl yelled and climbed back up my vent. I've seriously got to get that thing sealed.

I turned to Sonny.

"So, are you ready for the worst day of your life?" I asked. She just laughed. I wasn't joking when I said my brother was a demon. He acts all nice and sweet in front of our parents, but when it's just me and Sarah, he's the complete opposite.

"Chad, stop being so melodramatic. I guess you can't help it, but still. I bet your brother's really a sweet little angel. You always exaggerate everything," she murmured.

"Fine, you wanna bet?" I asked smirking. Oh, how I loved our bets. She mimicked my smirk and nodded.

"Sure Cooper,"

"Well, you say my little bro's all sweet and angelic right," She nodded and gestured to carry on. "So, if you don't run out of the door before your babysitting time is over and stay an extra hour, then I'll..."I paused to think of something.

"You have to give So Random! your chocolate fountain, you're cheese and your loganberry smoothies," She smiled smugly.

"Not the loganberry smoothies!" I cried out. She crossed the line there.

"Those are my terms,"

"Fine, and when I win and you find out what a little devil my brother is, you have to give back our Tween choice award that you now use as a loo roll," I glared. "And stop those freaks you call friends from stealing our stuff," I compromised. Sonny nodded in agreement.

"Fine, I guess it's a deal," She said, shaking my hand.

"Fine, I guess it is," I responded, still shaking her hand.

"Fine,"

"Fine,"

"Good,"

"Good,"

"So it's a deal?" she asked.

"Oh, it's a deal," I answered. I realised we'd stopped shaking hands, and they were now interlaced. Sonny must've realised as well because a blush had overtaken her cheeks.

We both smiled at eachother. Suddenly Portlyn walked up, ruining the moment yet again. What? The Disney catchphrase caught on.

"Like, hey Chad!" She said a little too enthusiastically. "Sonny," she greeted. Sonny faked a smile. Portlyn looked down to our interlaced hands and raised an eyebrow. I still didn't let go though. Strangely enough, I kinda liked those electric sparks I got every time I touched her.

"So, like guess what, I like, just like heard!" She said happily. I had to listen carefully to hear exactly what she was trying to say. " I heard there was going to be like a prom! Like tomorrow! Some guy called Mr Condor set it up for us! Isn't that like great!" She squealed. Okay, what the heck did she just say. Listening to Portlyn was like a bunch of cat claws scraping against an old blackboard.

"Uh, what?" I said blankly. Sonny rolled her eyes.

"She said that there's going to be a prom tomorrow, set up by Mr Condor," Sonny explained clearly. Do girls talk in some secret code or something?

"So, who are you going to ask?" Sonny asked, smiling shyly. This question caught me off guard.

"I dunno," I said stupidly, and started playing with her fingers. I looked her in the eyes.

"Who are you thinking of going with?" I asked curiously. Not that I wanted to ask her to prom or anything, Munroe was just a friend, nothing more.

"I dunno," She fumbled with her words and blushed.

"I like, know who I'm like going to ask. That piece of gladiator hunk over at stage five. Now that's what Portie likie," Portlyn smiled and started daydreaming. Okay, let's just ignore her until she finds a script.

"I really don't want to stand here and listen to Portlyn all day, so let's go," Sonny said, grabbing my hand and leading me to the parking lot.

On the way, we saw loads of posters promoting the prom. I don't know why, but I really wanted to ask Sonny. I wonder what she'd do if I actually did ask her, not as a date or anything, pfft, why would I ask Sonny on an actual date. Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't ask the girls, the girls ask him.

We walked to my baby, with Sonny chatting about some prom back in Wisconsin. I opened the door for her, who says I can't be a gentleman, and got in the other side and strapped myself in. Halfway through the drive, she still hadn't stopped talking about the prom.

"-Lucy and I bought the perfect prom dresses for junior prom. Imagine if Tawni was there, or Portlyn. I bet they'd have so much fun. I can't believe my friends have never been to a prom. Can you believe that?" She asked laughing.

"I've never been to a prom," I muttered quietly, trying to concentrate on the road before me. Her eyes widened.

"Seriously Chad? Why?"

I sighed. "I didn't really have time for stuff like that, and I didn't care about it either," I shrugged. Sonny frowned.

"You don't like proms?" She asked, a sad tone to her voice. Great, now I made my friend sad. Great going.

"No, that's not it Sonny. I was just always so busy with acting and everything," I said. Sonny's frown turned back into its usual happy smile.

"You know what Chad, I'm going to make sure that this prom will be the best day of your life, seeing as you've never been to one before," She grinned. Wait, was she asking me to the prom?

"I knew I was irresistible Munroe. Can't stop yourself from asking me out, can you," I smirked. Chad Dylan Cooper always makes the ladies ask. Sonny just rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, keep dreaming Cooper. It's definitely not a date. It's just a friendly getogether. As friends. You can ask whoever you want to prom, it's not like I care," She said, turning her head to stare out of the window, avoiding my eyes.

"We're here," I said dryly, parking my car in my driveway. As we both stepped out of the car, the previous conversation was forgotten, and Sonny's mouth fell open as she as her eyes glanced across my house.

"Oh my gosh Chad, this is where you live?" She asked, kind of housestruck, whatever that means.

"I know, my house is awesome," I smirked, pushing my hands into my pockets.

"No, not that. I was just expecting something a little less cosy. You know, like everything either silver or chrome plated," She said as I opened the door to my house.

My house wasn't exactly a mansion, and it wasn't exactly a house. It was something in-between. It had four rooms and a big kitchen and of course ensuite bathrooms, something Sonny's house was lacking, I can still remember the whole blindfolding thing, but mostly it was just a really big house.

"It's so weird," She said as she stepped into the house, "I thought you'd be living by yourself, with no siblings and your parents halfway across the world or something," She said. I was really offended by this, why would people think my parents would abandon me and go cruising?

"Why? Am I that bad to be around that my own parents should just leave me and go on vacation?" I sneered, insulted and walked into the living room.

"No Chad, that's not what I meant. And I didn't mean to offend you," Sonny said quietly, following me. My harsh expression eased up. How's it possible to stay mad at a big ball of sunshine?

I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a pair of long arms wrapping around me. I instantly hugged back. I smiled after she pulled away.

"Hi mommy," I beamed.

"Hi sweetie, had a good day at work? You don't know how much I missed my little Chaddykins," She cooed and smiled. "So, who's your little friend?" She asked, turning her head towards Sonny and flashing a smile. Sonny bit her bottom lip to hold in laughs. I mentally punched myself for calling my mom 'mommy' in front of Sonny. I blushed crimson.

Sonny smiled and stuck her hand out. "Hi, I'm Sonny Munroe, I'm one of Chad's friends," She introduced as my mom shook her hand. My mom had long platinum blonde hair, which she always tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes were a light shade of blue.

My mom smirked at me knowingly, before turning back to Sonny.

"Oh, so you're the girl who Chad's always talking about? The number of times you've been mentioned in this house, you're practically family," Mom smiled as Sonny's eyes widened and she blushed. If my face could get any more red, then I'd probably turn into a tomato. A tomato with brilliant blonde hair of course.

"Chad talks about me?" Sonny asked. I blushed deeper.

"Uh, mom, don't you need to get going, it's getting pretty late," I said quickly, trying to get my mom to go before she brought the baby photos out.

"Hmm, it is getting late," She agreed, peering at her watch. "Let me just show your girlfriend around and I'll get going," She said. Both our eyes widened.

"Uh, mom, she's not my girlfriend. She's a friend from the studios," I said, avoiding making eye contact with Sonny. I'm pretty sure she was avoiding mine as well.

"Oh, I get it," Mom said happily, before giving me a very visible wink. I smacked my hand to my forehead. "You teenagers," she laughed. Sonny held her hand to her mouth so she didn't erupt with giggling. Chad Dylan Cooper isn't supposed get embarrassed, especially in front of a girl.

My mom showed Sonny around the house, chatting about stuff, which I'm positive was about me, while I quickly hid my photo album, which contained pictures of when I was a baby.

I hid the pictures behind one of my mom's flower pots as Sonny and my mom walked back into the room.

"-So there's oatmeal left over from breakfast in the microwave, if anyone feels a little peckish. Mine, Mike's and Sarah's numbers are on the counter if there are any emergencies. Ollie Bear's in his room, he'll be down in a second," My mom explained to Sonny. "I think you guys can handle it, so I'll be off," She said, grabbing her coat and bag. "Have fun guys!"

"So, you talk about me a lot?" Sonny smirked and took a seat next to me on the couch. I blushed.

"Uh—you know, umm, sometimes I might very occasionally, accidently mentioned your name, you know, once or twice," I stuttered.

"That's not what your mom said," Sonny said, quietly, turning her head and smiling. Wait, what, what did my mom say about me?

"What did my mom say?" I asked, panicking inside. Please say she didn't tell her about that sleepwalking incident when stuff happened...she said she'd never mention it again.

"Oh, nothing," She smirked. "Just a few little facts about you that I never knew," she said.

"Come one you have to te-"

"Chad!" I was cut off by my younger brother's voice. Yeah, by the way, that's the voice of evil. He walked in, wearing a baseball cap turned backwards, covering his blonde mop of hair, grey shorts and a dark blue t-shirt with sneakers.

Sonny stood up and smiled. "Hey, I'm Sonny. You must be Ollie. Chad's told me so much...nice... things about you," She said, shaking his hands. My brother sighed.

"It's alright, you don't have to lie," he said innocently. "I know Chad doesn't say nice stuff about me, he never has. I don't know why, but he sees me as a threat for some reason. I don't think I've ever done anything wrong," he sighed again and frowned. He was acting, obviously. I just hope Sonny saw that.

"Oh my gosh, you poor little angel," Sonny bent down and gave him a hug. I rolled my eyes. Yep, she'd fallen for the innocent act.

"Oh come on, you don't actually believe him do you?" I asked. She flashed me a glare and turned back to Ollie. Oh, brother.

"What do you want to do, your choice," Sonny smiled at him. He pretended to think.

"Well, usually when Chad babysits, he just makes me eat his cooking, have a bath then straight to bed. He never lets me do anything fun," He said, bowing his head down, looking sad. Acting runs in the family and right now, Sonny's falling for his acting.

"You poor thing, you have to eat his cooking?! Well you know what, tonight, I'm babysitting you, and I'm going to make sure you have lots of fun. Why don't you go get a cookie from the kitchen, while I talk to your brother, kay?" she said and Ollie nodded and ran off to go get a cookie, but not before smirking at me. Once Ollie was out of the room, she turned to me, glaring and hands on her hips.

"Chad, I can't believe you could be so horrible to your little brother, when he's an angel." She said angrily. I sighed and stood up too.

"He's not an angel. He's no where near being an angel. Can't you see through his act?" I asked exasperated.

"Well Chad, you haven't exactly had a good track record on telling the truth," She sneered.

"Chad Dylan Cooper is many things, but a liar isn't one of them," I defended, folding my arms in the front of my chest.

"You're a jerk you know that. Now come on, your mom showed me a karaoke game and I was hoping we could play," She said, walking over to the cupboard in the side of the room, pulling out some stupid electronic karaoke game.

"Now we can have fun while singing," She smiled and plugged in the karaoke game.

"No way are we singing. I'm an actor, I act. If I wanted to sing, I'd be the greatest singer of our generation, like that Christopher Wilde guy calls himself. But Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't sing."I told her. She frowned and was about to argue back, but my little brother came in, carrying a tray of cookies and three drinks.

"Hey Sonny, hey Chad. I thought I'd bring in some drinks and cookies for snacks," He faked smiled, easily fooling Sonny. I eyed the snacks.

"What's in them?" I asked suspiciously.

"Just chocolate chips," he shrugged. "Would you like one Sonny?" he asked politely. Sonny smiled and took up a cookie.

"Chad, take one," she whispered before taking a bite.

"Sorry, but no. I'm a little too young to die of food poisoning," I whispered back.

"Take one Cooper, now," she said firmly, and I did not like that look in her eyes, so reluctantly I took one.

Ollie picked up his own cookie and took a bite. Maybe he wasn't pulling a prank.

Sonny took a bite and so did I, chewing carefully. Last time he gave me and Sarah cookies while we were babysitting, they were full of fish heads. It wasn't pretty.

As I chewed, something weird happened. I felt my mouth burn, literally. It was like there was a fire in my mouth. Ollie smirked.

"Oh my gosh! Hot! Hot! Hot!" Sonny said, spitting out the chewed cookie and fanned her mouth. I did the same.

"What did you put in the cookies this time!" I shouted at him as he smirked up at us.

"Here, why don't you have some lemonade," He smiled, offering up a tray of lemonade. We both knew he probably sabotaged the lemonades as well, but at that moment when our mouths were on fire, we didn't really care.

We both grabbed the lemonade from the plate, drinking it down to cool our mouths.

Wait...this wasn't lemonade.

I quickly spat whatever I was drinking on the floor. Sonny kept drinking hers.

"Sonny, that's not lemonade, spit it out," I told her. I mean, I didn't want my little brother to give the girl I liked food poisoning, now did I. She started coughing, and I patted her back as I glared at my brother. Oh, he was so going to get it.

Sonny stood up straight and glared at my little brother.

"Oh, you are one mean little boy," She said, narrowing her eyes. Ollie crossed his arms and smiled smugly.

"Wow Chad, your girlfriend's smart," he said sarcastically. "Peace out suckas!" He said my catchphrase and ran off.

"Hey come back here!" Sonny shouted and we both ran after him. We didn't get far because, the stuff that was in the cups turned out to be raw egg, and we both slipped on it, me falling first then Sonny on top of me. Stupid little brother.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

I tried to make Chad's family a little random, I don't want him be all drama. Ollie's like a male Zora except give or take more evil.

There's also another surprise in store in a few chapters time to do with Zac Efron...anyone want to guess?

R-E-V-I-E-W-P-L-E-A-S-E (otherwise you'll have creamed corn for dinner tomorrow) :p