Disclaimer: I am writing a DISCLAIMER. If I'm writing a disclaimer, why would you think that I own this anyways? I own the writing… not the setting, or the characters, or the show. Sadly.

Anyways, I am back and I'm SO happy that "Sonny With A Kiss" has finally aired! It was such a good-looking kiss you know, like perfect angle, perfect emotions, and… SO CUTE!

So review on this subject: Jemi VS Channy.

And of course on how good this Chadpter is. :P

And just so you know, this chapter is a review on "Sonny With A Chance of Dating", but it's MY version, so same concept pretty much, the plot doesn't follow the same way, but… you'll just have to read it to see what I mean!

And I won't re-write all of the episodes (because there are many that aren't Channy, and the ones that ARE can be boring re-writing because it's already such a perfect episode :P), but there are some that I'll have to re-write. But you'll get why I've had to re-write some episodes in the end…

Then I can take matters into my own hands! Mwahahaha!

Anyways, I have one contest for you. There's one spot where Chad is day-dreaming about Sonny (it switches POVs if you're looking down and noticing that it's Sonny's POV, and if you haven't looked, you just earned some information :P) and I got it from one of my other FanFics. Review me the name and chapter of it. (I've marked the spot by the way, so don't freak out, just enjoy the chapter.)

Anyways, enjoy the chapter, and I'll get back to you soon. =)

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Sonny's POV

It was after lunch (ick, ick on a bun, and ick on a stick… which for the cafeteria was quite an exotic variety). I felt like I was going to puke after eating that… tomorrow, I would try to live on fro-yo.

When I feel like I need to puke, the Falls is the place to go. Not that the Falls makes me feel better in any way, but it makes me so mad that I forget about whatever gross idiotic thing I was about to do.

Even if I didn't have to puke right away, I would have to go to the Falls anyways, considering it was time for another pointless argument with Chad.

Last week, we had an argument on which type of candy was better: M&Ms VS Skittles (I totally rooted for M&Ms… I'm a chocoholic). Yesterday we had an argument on which couple was better: Jemi or Stemi (and I rooted for Stemi… Joe's a heartbreaker).

I walked into the Falls set to find Chad staring at himself in the mirror, as always.

I swear that Tawni and Chad were related in some way.

I guess that I couldn't blame Chad for doing it though. Despite being my enemy, he was… hot. No doubt about it. Perfect golden hair, those deep blue eyes, his strong build: like his arms could keep me warm in his embrace.

"Snap out of it," I thought. "Chad's a jerk. I can't possibly have a crush on America's Bad Boy."

But maybe I didn't exactly have a crush on HIM. He just reminded me of someone from when I was little, maybe back in Wisconsin. Or even before THAT. Maybe even in Arizona.

There was one person: Chad Goldfarb. But this Chad couldn't possibly be Chad Dylan Cooper. For all I knew, Chad Goldfarb didn't have a middle name, and Chad Dylan Cooper has his face all over the studio and not one says "Chad Goldfarb".

"Chad," I blurted out, deep in thought.

"Sonny," he said, slowly and smoothly, more concentrated and careful.

I hesitated. "It's time for our argument."

"I agree," he said. "But I have better things to do right now."

I raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"Go back to Chuckle City or something. I'm back on the set in 5."

"There's no reason not to argue in 5 minutes."

"Psh… our arguments take up a good 45 minutes."

"Not true," I scoffed.

"Please," he rolled his eyes and imitated my scoff which I hated to admit was an exact replica.

"I strongly refuse to leave."

"I'll get security."

"I'd like to see you do that."

Why didn't I want to leave? The Falls is a battlefield after all. But Chad was HERE. Not back in the prop house or my dressing room.

He sighed. "Fine, stay here, but I'm going to have to act soon on set."

"You? Act? Haha, stop it you're going to make me cry!" I started laughing.

"Haha very funny," he said dryly.

"So, I'm going to watch you?"

"Yeah, fine."

"But I can't."

"You're not leaving!" his eyes widened, like he didn't want me to go. Then he morphed into his normal state. "You said you weren't."

"I wasn't invited on set though."

"Yet you always come here UN-invited," he emphasized the "un" part well enough.

"Psh… then why aren't I on the 'Do Not Admit' Wall?"

"Well…"

"Ha!" I had proved my point.

"Fine, you're INVITED to be on the set…" he mumbled.

I smiled triumphantly and walked behind Chad to the set where he was going to "act".

I watched Chad walk up to the set. It was an outdoor setting with somewhat realistic lights that looked like silver stars.

"Hey let's start at page 14, paragraph 6, sentence 9," he said promptly to Penelope.

"Yeah, sure," she giggled. Chad smiled at her.

I didn't get how a person like her would get on Mackenzie Falls. I mean, as all Mackenzie Falls people, she was spoiled and she obviously hated So Random by all means, but she seemed to bubbly and bright in her natural state at the Falls which was one thing that none of the other Falls members could do. Maybe she was acting.

Or maybe she likes Chad…

And I can't compete with that. Her skin was flawless, her hair was perfectly sculpted, and she looked healthy while she still had the body which made you wonder if she had lived her life on salad and water. For all we could know, she could be Aphrodite in human form.

Same as Chloe and Portlyn (her legs especially) and the rest of the Falls girls who absolutely adored Chad.

But why would I have to compete with anyone? I don't like Chad. I hate him. I openly and strongly hate him. No, not even hate. More than that. I DESPISED him.

"ACTION!" I heard a yell from behind me that made me spring up.

Chad took Penelope's hands and gazed into her eyes like a sick love scene.

I'm actually a true romantic, but this scene was so wrong in so many ways. I couldn't even put my finger on it. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

"But Penelope, you used me!" Chad threw Penelope's hand back down.

"But I love you!" Penelope insisted.

"Don't you see? We can never be together!"

"Why?"

"We can't do it without Chloe finding out," he said.

"Why do you even care about her?"

"Because I love her!" he yelled.

"No, you care about me!" she insisted more.

"No, you don't. You care about money. Fortune. Fame."

"Exactly. And you're just like me."

"No, I'm not!" Chad yelled.

"Mackenzie!" Penelope took his hands and pulled him close to her.

"I'm with Chloe, Penelope. And you're with James."

"We can do it, Mackenzie. We can flee from here."

"How hard is it to say, 'I'm breaking up with you'?"

"Mackenzie. Just me and you. We can do it."

"I refuse!"

"But Mackenzie! How perfect does this feel?" she pulled him closer.

"It doesn't feel perfect. Or good. Or right."

Penelope pushed herself against Chad, her lips inches away from his. "I think it does…"

"STOP!" a voice boomed.

Penelope pulled away quickly and gasped.

From out of the fake, plastic bushes another hot guy came out (wow, another hot guy from the Falls, what a shocker… she said sarcastically).

"Well, well, well Mackenzie," he said.

"Jake! It's not what it looks like!" Chad said.

"He was about to kiss me!" Penelope shouted.

The guy protested. "Is that what you want Mackenzie? My girlfriend and your face pounded in the wall outside?"

Penelope gasped.

"AND SCENE!" the director shouted again which made me jump up again.

The guy immediately took out a phone and started looking over it.

"What are you doing, James?" Chad asked.

So his name was James…

"Checking some stuff," James replied curtly.

"Oh," Chad looked up for a second then went back to the phone. "Um… isn't that mine?"

"Oh yeah, forgot to tell you thanks."

Chad was about to protest when all of a sudden, James pointed to me. "Who's that?"

I looked away like I didn't know that they were looking at me. I started fidgeting with my skirt and twirling my hair.

"That's… um… Sonny," Chad said.

"She's cute."

"Sonny? She can't do anything without being cute."

James raised an eyebrow. "She's your girlfriend?"

"No! No…" Chad said.

"You think she's cute?" he asked.

"She's always cute. Stupid cute," he said, not actually answering.

He thinks I'm cute!

"Yeah, bro, stay here," James said and walked towards me. I could see Chad watching.

"Hey…" he winked at me.

I stared back at him like I had just noticed that he was there. "Oh… hi…" I smiled and kept twirling my hair.

"What's your name?" he asked. It was a stupid question since he already knew.

"Sonny," I giggled.

"I know, but what's your name?"

"Haha, smooth."

"Yeah, but my name's James."

I laughed idiotically, Chad still staring.

"So… I was wondering if you were free tonight. Maybe we could get to know each other a bit more," he winked again.

"So like a date?" I asked.

"Sure. What do you say?"

"Sure."

"Aha, pick you up at 8."

He clicked his tongue and walked away.

And still, out of the corner of my eye, I could see Chad staring.

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Chad's POV

I always knew that James was a jerk, but this was seriously uncalled for.

But I don't care. I refuse to care. I don't have a crush on girls. Girls have crushes on ME. And of all people to have a crush on, Sonny Munroe? Impossible.

I wouldn't pay so much attention if she didn't remind me of Allison.

Why did I care about Allison, though? She's probably having a good life now. It's been about 10 some odd years. I shouldn't care.

I shouldn't care about anything really. There was no point in doing so.

I went back to my dressing room and changed into a more casual outfit: a red shirt and some dark jeans, so it was easier to achieve that 'bad boy' look. I spent the day getting closer to the second Hollywood's Bad Boy, James, who told me where the date was going to be, what time, small details that seems pointless to him. And yes, it was pointless, because why would I care about it in the first place?

So their date was going to be at a cheap arcade, which was cheesy. If I were to take Sonny out, I would take her to somewhere where she deserved to be, like some fancy sushi place in the expensive place of downtown. Sonny and me… white limo… kissing… not caring about paparazzi… (here's the spot!)

Wow… this with Sonny? I must be getting way ahead of myself.

So 8:00 came. I started heading over there at 8:05 (fashionably late… hehe) and arrived at 8:10. There was someone else at the door. More like hiding in a bush watching Sonny and James. I could see her blonde hair, so obviously it was a blonde. But not just any blonde. She was familiar. Like TV familiar. But not GOOD TV per say. A worker on Mackenzie Falls?

No, worse.

Tawni Hart.

Well, I guess it could get worse… I walked unwillingly to the door where there was a yank that made me fall into the bushes.

"Ow!" I rubbed my head. I had hit my head on branches that were harder than I had thought. "What was that for?"

"Chad! What are you doing here?" Tawni asked.

"Um…" I looked into the room and adapted to what I first saw. "To play some air hockey."

"Chad?" she said a bit more furiously.

"And some chicken fingers!" I added.

"Chad, seriously, you can't play chicken fingers" she said.

"That jerk, James, has my phone," I sighed.

"You're jealous."

"Of who?"

"James."

"Why?"

"Because he's on a date with Sonny right now and you're not. You're here to spy."

"No I'm not!"

"Suuure…"

"I'm not!"

"Psh… Chad I know what jealousy is. This is it right here."

"Nu-uh!"

"What do you see in Sonny anyways?"

"Well…" I thought for a moment. And really, thought of many things, but I wasn't going to say that in front of Tawni of all people. "Nothing!"

"Chad…"

"Then why are YOU here?"

She scoffed. "I like chicken fingers and skee ball (I doubt I spelled that right…)."

"Yeah, right," I imitated her scoff.

"Wanna bet?"

I stopped at this. No one made bets with Tawni. She won each one she made. Perhaps if she ever made a bet with Zora she wouldn't, but Tawni won every bet.

"Hey what's that?" Tawni asked. She pointed to something that appeared to be on my neck.

"Oh yeah… it's a necklace," I mumbled.

"It's pretty. Looks like something I would wear…" she admired it.

"Um… yeah… it's girly…" I admitted sheepishly.

"No… well, yeah, but I mean it looks familiar," she traced the silver, half-heart shape with her finger. It was a little too close for me, but I wasn't going to tell Tawni to move… she could be very fierce. "Oh! I remember. Sonny has a necklace like this, except its gold. It has a 'C' on it. Yours has an 'A'… where'd you get it?"

I licked my lips. "A long time ago, from a friend… well, actually I gave a necklace like this TO a friend and kept the other half. They're different colors too…"

There was a silence.

"So you're jealous of Sonny?" I asked.

"What?" Tawni asked. "I-"

I shut her up before she could even start protesting. "Look, how about we both go in there and ruin a date?"

A slight smile (if you could call it a smile) crept on her face. "Fine," her voice said dryly, but her eyes were clearly relieved.

"Ladies first," I said which sounded more like a question. I helped her out of the bush and into the restaurant/arcade.

"You're not so bad actually, Cooper," she said.

I smiled.

Whoa. Did I just have a moment with… TAWNI?

Nah, it was meaningless…

But just to be sure, I whispered into her ear before we crashed a certain date. "Hey, everything that happened in the bushes didn't happen right?"

"Right," she said straightly. "I hate you."

"I hate you too."

I stared back at Tawni… nah…

I still have that thing for brunettes.

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Sonny's POV

So here I was. In a booth at an arcade.

CHAD DYLAN COOPER.

My three least favorite words.

I couldn't say I hated the fact that I was in a booth with (and was strangely attracted to him), because I didn't. And I couldn't say I liked it, because then my cast mates would be mad. Needless to say, it felt so wrong… but so right at the same time. It didn't make sense, and the world seemed so complicated, though the world also seemed like it was perfect: no problems, no war, no hunger… the list could go on and on.

How did I get here?

*flashback starts*

Me: "I haven't stopped thinking about you since last night in the arcade, Tawni… Tawni?"

Tawni: "That bad boy James, always wanting what he can't have. Such a jerk…"

Me: "I just feel so stupid…"

Tawni: "It's not you… it's him. James is a true jerk. It's what he's known for."

Me: "Wow, that's about the nicest thing you've said to me."

Tawni: "And now… we need revenge."

And she meant it… she was actually TRYING to comfort me…

~Scene switch~

Me: "Chad… um…"

Chad: "What?"

Me: "Um…"

Chad: "I don't have all day. We Falls people have actual acting to do."

Me: "I have a question."

Chad: "Spit it out, Sonny."

Me: "Will you go out with me? Tonight?"

Chad: "What?"

Me: "For pretend. To make James jealous. He'll be jealous of you definitely. Please?"

Chad: "A fake date?"

Me: "He'll be so jealous if I'm with the GREATEST ACTOR OF OUR GENERATION."

Chad: "Well when you put it that way… Fine."

Me: "Fine."

Chad: "Good."

Me: "Good."

Chad: "Pick you up at 8 then."

And he winked…

*flashback ends*

And here I was. In a booth with Chad Dylan Cooper on what looked like a convincing date.

"Put your arm around me," I told him somewhat awkwardly.

"I would, but you sat on the wrong side. This arm," he gestured to the opposite arms I was closest to, "says 'Let's Cuddle' whereas this one," he pointed to the one nearest to me, "says 'Get Your Game on Bro!"

"Just put one of them around me. We need to be convincing."

"Okay, fine, fine."

"Hurry, he's looking this way!"

"Quick, put your head on my shoulder!"

"Good idea."

"Yeah…"

"Yeah…"

I put my head on his should as he suggested and he put his arm around me as I ordered. Why did this feel so right? I noticed how I wasn't thinking about James anymore. It was all Chad. Chad.

Chad Dylan Cooper. Who knew that my three least favorite words could be the most wonderful thing of the moment? I took a breath of the perfectness, and started memorizing the sensation, hoping to keep it forever.

"This is nice…" I said, dreamily. I sounded like one of those weird, stuck-up girls so I quickly saved it with, "In theory."

"We make a good couple, you know…" he said. "Hypothetically."

"I bet you'd think so. After all, apparently, I'm cute."

"You heard that?"

"Yeah…"

"It doesn't mean I like you. Just stating a fact."

"I know, but still. It's a point in my favor."

"I hate you."

"Ditto."

"And it'll stay that way."

"I'm not going to fall in love with a jerk like you, Chad," I scoffed.

"Diva."

"Bad Boy."

"Goody Two Shoes."

"Ah… but we still make a good couple… hypothetically."

"And you're right, this feels good… in general… in theory… or whatever you said."

And it did.

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Chad's POV

Everything felt right, but other than the perfect feeling, I kept on staring at that necklace.

It was right there, right in front of my eyes: gold, the carefully engraved "C", the gold chain it was on. It could be it. But there was only one way we could be so sure. Each heart was different, so the way the halves fitted were different. But I'm not just going to grab her necklace and randomly try to match it with mine.

The feeling of peace and serenity, mixed with the urge I couldn't seem to hold back to grab that necklace…

"MOOOOOOO."

"Oooh! I got a text… from… you?" Sonny asked awkwardly.

"That jerk still has my phone…" I groaned.

"And he already wants me back!"

"Oh… um… already…"

"I know! How good are we?"

"So what are you going to say to him? Or text him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like are you going to date him?"

She shrugged. "I honestly don't know anymore."

"So…" James came up and interrupted our conversation. "Yes or no?"

"Well…" she shrugged. "I'm kind of on a date."

My eyes widened.

"C'mon you don't like this guy," James said.

"How do you know?" I asked, mockingly.

"Oh please, you two don't like each other. You guys can't stand each other."

"Well..."

"Well if we weren't on a date, would I do this?" Sonny interrupted and got on top of me. I realized that it was a fake kiss, but enough and convincing for James… and it was enjoyable to see him stomp out full of jealousy.

"Nice FAKE kiss," I chuckled.

"Well, did you expect a real one?" Sonny asked.

"Wouldn't that be a bit more believable?"

"Well, yeah, but luckily this was convincing enough."

"True… true…"

"But seriously, you think I would actually kiss you?"

"Heck no."

"Correct."

"Um… that's NOT what I'mma put in my blog, though..."

Me: 1 extra point.

Sonny: None.

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And voila! I am not dead! I'm very much alive!

So yeah, this chapter was kind of boring and very long, but it's a new chapter and I hoped you enjoyed it.

Anyways, there this really shiny, beautiful button right down there to inspire me and open my eyes to realize that there are people out there with books that want to read, and I need to support that. :P

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