So, I tried Daryl's POV in this chapter, do you want me to stick to just Sonny's? I know some of you may say "Why not Chad's POV", but I don't really want to do that for this story, maybe someday I'll rewrite this all from his perspective, but I don't want to switch to his.

Sorry for the wait guys! Enjoy! Important A/N at the bottom!

*Aunt: Velma

*Uncle: Curtis

*Cousin: Alec 10

*Cousin: Chris 11

*Cousin: Karen 5

*Cousin: Olivia7

**Father: Greg Munroe

**Brother: Darryl 14

*Aunt on fathers side: Jenny

*Uncle on fathers side: Keith

*Cousin: Alexandra 16

Uncle: Chase

Cousin: Mary 15

On the 6th day of Christmas my true love gave to me, A guitar to be a-playing

My eyes opened to my brother budging me.

"Sonny!!!!! Wake up its Christmas," I just sighed and put a pillow over my face.

"There's not a point for me to wake up," although, because of the pillow, it sounded more like,

"dar noy por mhnm up,"

"Sonny, just because you got in trouble doesn't mean your not getting presents anymore," I sat up, still in the clothes from last night, my hair was kind of messy but I left it.

"Fine," I wasn't as grouchy as last night, I have NO idea where that came from, but I was still a little ticked. I started to walk out of the room, as Daryl grabbed my shoulder.

"Look, I know mom can be a bit…well you know, but you're her daughter! She cares for you so much! She wants to make sure your safe and she wants to save you from things she knows she can't! Your family cares so much about you, and I know that can be suffocating. They care about me so much I have to spend months on ends away from you, and you're my sister! How do you think I felt when one day I'm hanging out with my best friend, and then she's taken away so fast? Sure, dad made sure to make sure Mary visit more, and made sure to let me have friends over and that kind of stuff, but you know Sonny, none of that stuff could replace you. So, because of the love felt for us, we lucked out, but you know, it's life," tears welled up in both of our eyes and I engulfed Daryl in the biggest hug I could.

"Darry, I know! It's been hard! I've missed you so much too!" I let tears freely roll down my face, "look at you, your acting older again, You're the only boy I actually know had the capability to mature,"

"Come on Sonshine, let's not get all juiced up, its Christmas, we need to be happy!" he said, patting me on the shoulder. I smiled,

"I'll meet you down there," I told him, he smiled and hopped downstairs.

*Darryl's POV*

I was still trying keep a normal face, I was that close to telling Sonny everything, the depression, the sadness, the lack of love, I had felt when she left. Of course I had to cover it, I can't worry her, what I had told her was a lot less of feelings then I had actually felt. I felt like I was going to ball, and it was Christmas. Great Darry, your going ball on Christmas. I quickly ducked into the bathroom to wash my face. Come on Darry, don't remember, you know what happens…this is why you were so mean to Chad, this is why you ticked off Sonny, your stupid emotions! Yeah that's right, I was being a jerk to Chad because she got to see him all freaking year and she was spending more time with him while I was here then I got to! I hope it doesn't sound like I'm emo or goth or anything, I was just really sad when she left, although, that was a BIG understatement. I looked into the mirror, put on a goofy fake smile, decided I was presentable, messed up my mop of dark brown hair, the bangs looking windswept, hey lady's watch out! My hair wasn't exactly as dark as Sonny's, it was almost black after she dyed it, mine was more of a chestnut. It was easy to tell we were related though, we were about the same height, but I was a bit taller, we had pretty much the same cheekbones, although even if I had long hair you could tell I was a guy. Why I know that? Well Sonny used to make video's for a website…and well…sometimes I'd help out. I smiled at the memory, poked at the faint few freckles on my cheek and ran down stairs, smiling, nobody knew what had just happened, and I didn't want them to. They'd learn later…

*Back to Sonny's POV*

I quickly put on pj's (didn't want to stand out right?) and ran downstairs, making sure the tears from earlier weren't evident. I smiled at my family, they were already digging into the presents out from under the tree. 'Thank you's' and 'OMG THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANTED!'s' exploded through the room. I grabbed some thing under the tree, happy with some of the items I received, I was still thinking about my brother. It was hard leaving Wisconsin, and especially since it was my little 13 year old brother I was leaving behind. We were always best friends, and it had all changed so fast. I was just then realising how hard it must have been for him, he was much younger, and I was is hero, his inspiration, and I'm not saying that out of pride. It was true, if the rolls were reversed, I probably would have snuck away the night he left and hid in the back of the plane. At that moment, I grabbed a present from my mother, there was an extra note on it written in her urgent script;

Sonny, you may be angry, but I just care for you so much. Merry Christmas, Mom.

I smiled, the mom was squished so much the 'm' was written on top of the 'o'. Everything was very commercial, we opened the presents, hugged each other in thanks, had some festive Egg Nog, then sat around and started playing the Wii, a present given to Aunty Velma's family. My cell phone rang after I was laughing about this montage of people who had Wii accidents by not putting on the strap…I just watched it on Daryl's new Ipod Touch, which he got from my parents. He jumped up and down and hugged both of them insanely when he opened it, and nearly though out his Nano. He ended up giving me his Nano. My phone mooed, and I vowed to make sure that I have the same ring tone on my new Iphone. I quickly answered, because I knew the number shone on the caller ID off by heart.

"Hey Chad." I said.

"Heya, you ready for present numuro deux (A/N Number 2 if your not familiar with that, which if you aren't I suggest you get out of that cave you call home lol just kidding.)?" he asked, bravado dripping on the edge of each word.

"I would Chad but I'm grounded remember?" saying that made me feel like I was back in fourth grade, everyone in the room silenced except for the kids who were giggling at how badly Daryl bowled, and even Daryl stopped bowling to listen in.

"Oh yeah, well how 'bout I come over there?"

"I severely doubt it Chad, plus it's Christmas, shouldn't you be with your family?"

"Oh," his voice dropped a little with disappointment, "well; we just finished opening presents, I'm calling you on my new Blackberry, it's surprising how easily you can use the same phone number when your CDC." he bragged. I smiled,

"Hold on a second Chad, my family is sheepishly staring at me while I'm on the phone with you, I'm going to go upstairs." I looked impishly at everyone who was watching me, everyone was insane, I slowly walked to the stairs, looking at them with wonder.

"Sonny," my mom began, giving me an innocent look, "would you like to go over to Chad's house? I think I over-reacted last night… you can go if you want, just please don't take that long, it IS Christmas…a time for FAMILY," I smiled with the largest smile possible for a human being.

" 'Kay, thanks mom!" I said, running over and hugging her, "Chad, I'll be over in a sec kay?"

"'Kay." we defiantly had to stop with the 'kay's'. My mom smiled at me as I slipped on a pair of random boots, and ran across the street. Only when I heard a little kid remark,

"Mommy, look at the girl with pyjama's on!" did I notice, I was wearing pyjama's. I also was right in front of his house, I was going to turn back, but that is when he answered the door, I instantly felt left out, because no one was in pyjama's in his house like I hoped for.

"Nice outfit Sonny," he smirked, instead of letting me inside, he stepped out.

"Why aren't you letting me in?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Maybe the fact my parents are in there! They immediately judge before getting to know someone, so I suggest you go put some normal clothes on!" I rolled my eyes,

"Should I wear a formal dress?" I asked dryly.

"Ha ha, just…normal! Come on, look at me, normal white t-shirt and normal blue jeans…"

I walked into Chad's house, this time he let me in, he smiled at me and shook his head, he made the point of showing me he was wearing a white tee-shirt and jeans, so I was in a simple white long sleeved shirt and light jeans, and hey, we looked pretty clothing compatible. I slowly walked in, taking in the immediate sent of turkey coming from the kitchen.

"Ah! You must be Sonny!" said a man who looked like a bigger version of Chad, although he had much bigger hands, was much taller, and his hair was a little bit more blonde then Chad's (if that was possible), but his face was a little more tan and weathered.

"Yes I am, hi Mr. Cooper," I smiled, shaking his outstretched hand. There was a more, 'well taken care of' women, sitting with her legs crossed in a very proper way. She seemed to be judging me, with a scowl on her face.

"Hello." she said dryly.

"Hi Mrs. Cooper." I said, with a wave. She didn't seem to have the need to get up, and she grabbed a book and put glass's on her lightly wrinkled face.

"That's not my mom," Chad whispered in my ear. I sighed with relief. Thank god, "I wouldn't sigh yet," he said hesitantly. Huh? Why! I shuddered at the thought of what terrible things his mom could be like.

"Sonday!" came a trilling voice, I turned to see a young looking women, hidden behind make-up of course, she had to be at least 35, her hair tied back in a very complicated looking hair do, but her hair was the same shade of blonde as her daughter Shelia's.

"It's Sonny mom," Chad said rolling his eyes.

"Now Chaddy, I know your proud of your little girlfriend, but she isn't THAT beautiful that you can compare her to the sun!" the way she said it, it didn't seem like an insult; but it was when you paid attention to the words.

"He means that Sonny is my name," the women looked at me confused for a moment, then realised.

"Oh! Well what kind of mother calls their daughter Sonny?" she asked crinkling her nose in minor disgust.

"My real name is Allison, I just grew out of my name and everyone called me Sonny because of my personality."

"Well Chad, you always choose the modest ones," she smiled, sitting down on a chair flipping her hair.

"Mom…" he complained.

"What? I call them as I see them, by the way Allison, I really do adore your hair. How did you bargain for such cheap but good product?"

"Well, I didn't bargain, a prince actually gave it to me because I am so struck with poverty!" Chad chocked on his spit (as disgusting as that sounds, it wasn't) and I even got a smile from Mr. C.

"Now, that was just rude Hun," I rolled my eyes at the lady.

"Come on Sonny, let's go upstairs," Chad stifled one last laugh and we went upstairs, I quickly turned around though and said to Mrs. Cooper,

"By the way, this is all natural!" I said, flipping my hair very preppy like. That was new. I ran upstairs and propped down on Chad's bed. He handed me a big wrapped gift, which was in fact, in the shape of a guitar case.

"By the way, my mother HATES it when I date girls, she isn't normally like that,"

"So, if that's true, seriously where do you get your personality? I see Leah…well I don't know her that well yet, and Shelia seems pretty bubbly, your dad's…nice, and apparently your mom is to, yet your attitude is so unlike there's,"

"Well, I am pretty unique, everyone thinks I have a snooty mom, stuck up rich dad, and evil ditsy egotistical sister's. Now, shlia may have been that way in middle school, but she sure isn't anymore,"

"You never seize to amaze me Chad," he egotistically popped his collar, I finally looked down to the present, "You didn't need to wrap it Chad…I can tell what it is…"

"I had wrap and tape so I felt like wrapping it!" he said defensively. I smiled and started carefully tearing apart the wrap. I was ripping off the wrap very slowly, why? I have no idea at all. He looked at me like I was crazy,

"Are you going to open it?"

"Maybe…" I said flirtatiously. He eagerly ripped off the wrapping paper,

"You drive me crazy Munroe,"

"A girl can only try," I smirked. I opened the mahogany case and saw a beautiful string less light brown classical guitar. It was a little warn out, but it didn't matter to me. I grabbed the present Chad gave me yesterday out of my pocket. Chad silently grabbed them, his hand grazing mine for a quick second, and he started to put the strings on the instrument as if he was a professional, and he started to tune it by ear. I couldn't believe he could play it, let alone tune it as if he was a professional. (A/N I just watched my cousin's fiancé do that last night.)

"Wow Chad, can you play something?" I asked him, he smirked.

"Why, impressed? I tend to do that a lot," he teased.

"I might be impressed if you really good at playing,"

"What is it you want me to play?" I thought intently of a song that would prove he was good. I wasn't to smart when it came to the guitar, yes I knew a few simple chords, but other then that, heh the only instrument I could play was the Clarinet!

"Um, I don't know…isn't that music from 'The Crossroad' really difficult?" Chad smiled mischeviously, and started playing the tricky notes melodically on the guitar. I gaped at him, he didn't miss a note! It sounded identical to the things I head in the movie! (A/N have you ever played Guitar hero? Towards the end of the guitar battles there is usually some of the rifts from the Crossroads if you don't know what that is.)

"Wow! Chad your amazing! Why would you give me the guitar?" I was appalled, he was amazing, yet he was giving the guitar away?

"I'm too busy to get a musical career, I don't have much of a passion for it as I once did, I thought, why not pass it on to someone else? You always looked like someone who may be good on an instrument," he handed me over the guitar, it seemed to fit awkwardly in my arm's and lap, nothing like those country singers.

"No, like this Sonny," he sat behind me, putting his arm's around me to steady the guitar so it was in a proper position. I nearly shivered from his embrace, and I turned around and slowly planted my lips on his, I nearly dropped the guitar from trying to put my hand on the back of his head, his hair squished between my fingers as his moved around my waist. I leaned even more into the kiss. He pulled away regretfully,

"Them," and I understood immediately his sister's must be coming up the stairs. (A/N please don't hate me but I have to keep this rated T!).

"Hey Sonny!" came Shelia's voice as she crept into the room.

"Hello," I said in a monotone voice.

"Shelia, so you've checked up on me, are you going to leave now?" Chad asked sternly.

"Nope, Leah is fighting with James on her cell in the hall," Chad rolled his eyes,

"OH MY GOSH this guy is James Conroy?" Chad stifled a laugh,

"Ah, no, I wouldn't allow that thought to even dawn her mind, Sonny, there is more then one James in Hollywood," Chad said shrugging. Man, and I complain about his blonde moments! I'm not even blonde!

"Oh," I muttered quietly, then I heard Leah from the hall,

"I don't really care! That's what you always do! You always say your sorry then you apologise, I get back with you, then you screw up again!" pause, "oh sure yeah, okay then tell that to Carrey, Selena, and whoever else you always cheat with me on!" another pause, " Yeah sure, whatever…mhmm ALL of them were torturing you? Yeah you were never even bad at English!" pause, "Yeah? Well now you're a free agent and can go on living that life!" I inwardly cringed as I heard the click of the phone and the stomp of her feet. I head a loud sigh, and then in she hopped.

"Hey," she said with a curt wave, and she plopped onto the bed, "Oh! You have your guitar out! Are you going to play for us?" her eyes pleaded to Chad.

"Maybe, this is a celebration, your finally got rid of his sorry…"

"SHHH! No! Stop right there Chad I don't want to hear it from my little brother!" Chad rolled his eyes,

"Hun, it's Christmas, let's not get into it," Shelia said to Chad.

"Exactly! Even more a reason to celebrate!" Chad said excitedly, and he started to strum the beginning to the Rocky theme song.

"Shut up Chad!" Leah instructed, dangerously, pushing his arm. His guitar fell out of his hands, he didn't have the strap on you see, and it fell to the ground.

"You idiot!" he hissed at Leah as he urgently picked up the guitar, a gash was across the side of his…err I mean my, guitar. It took the warm, warn out feeling from the car, and well it just looked grotesque.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Chad!" she said warily, maybe that guitar meant even more then I thought.

"Sorry to me? I just gave this to Sonny! You ruined her Christmas present, no wonder he doesn't want you, your such a little twit!" Chad narrowed his eyes, I saw his face soften right after he said that, and Leah had tears trickling out of her eyes.

"Thanks Chad! Just thanks! You ALWAYS bring him into things! Well I'm sorry I'm not famous! I'm sorry I practically live off your salary! Wait until I finish College then I'll stop being a leech!" She was nearly spazzing, and I felt like I shouldn't be there.

"Leah, come on, you know how much the guitar means…I shouldn't have brought James into it, I was angry, and I had a right to be!"

"Look what you've done Chad!" Shelia screeched.

"Shelia quit butting…" I nervously cut off Chad,

"Heh, well everyone, I guess I'll be heading out now…I'll just take my gift and leave….I'll call you later Chad," I grabbed the wounded guitar and started for the door, Chad instantly grabbed my arm,

"Sonny, you don't have to go,"

"I ought to, my parent's, meaning my mom, didn't want me to stay long. Bye guys, "I smiled and waved and ran out of there as fast as I could. I opened the door, ignoring the looks from Chad's parents, and ran to my house. I quickly opened the door and slipped inside.

"So how were the Coopers doing?" asked my dad. This, is when I realised, they must have been discussing me, because I never told my dad about Chad and his last name, so that fact he knew that I was at 'The Coopers'.

"Oh, they were good, you know, like any family on Christmas," LIES.

"That's nice sweetie, what's with that guitar case?" came my mother's crooning voice.

"Just a present from Chad," I said with a smile, my brother huffed.

"So, you get a guitar from your boyfriend, and I got a picture frame from my girlfriend on my birthday," I laughed,

"Yeah, well that's Wisconsin, this is Hollywood, plus it is a used guitar, used by Chad Dylan Cooper himself,"

"Chad Dylan Cooper would risk the callus's and unsmooth hands?" asked Alexandra sarcastically,

"Why yes, yes he would, he can play as well as Jimi Hendrix," I was surprised I actually knew who that guy was, let alone used him as a comparison.

"I'll believe it when I see it," laughed my dad.

We all sat around the bulky dining room table eating out turkey dinners. Everyone was laughing and talking up a storm, and even my brother and I were goofing off. For some reason, he was always ticklish in the knee's, so I reached over and squished his knee's, thus making him spaz a little and protectively putting his palms tightly around his knee's. I looked away with a smirk, and then he grabbed for mine, and next thing you know we looked like 5 year olds who were fighting and laughing. Finally we stopped, and actually decided to eat. The talking had calmed a bit, and I saw my brother nervously stand, as if he was going to give a speech,

"I, have something to say," announced my brother with finality.

"Well speak your mind my brother!" I said jokingly, too bad I didn't notice the serious undertone to his voice, because what followed was something I could predict at all.

"I will not be coming back to Wisconsin, I am going to move in with Sonny and mom, I'm old enough to handle Hollywood," he took in a jagged breath, "Dad wants to stay too, I can tell, I just know that I can't handle being away from half of the family any more. It tares me apart. I can't handle it. It's a terrible thing to have to endure, this is my final decision, and no one can change my mind," The room went silent.

So, it's a cliffy…I feel a little….um, guilty! You said you liked long chapters, and it's not as long as the one before, but I think this is pretty good! It's like 4200 words...

Oh, by the way, I know we are only in like chapter 7, but my brain is going crazy with idea's of what I will do after this story! I have some pretty good idea's you want to hear them? Well I'm going to tell you anyways,

1. This from the one and only CDC's POV, he'll be dealing with his feelings for Sonny, dealing with his sister's heartbreak, and his parent's who constantly want to show him off.

2. So, this chapter had a little bit of Daryl's feeling's when Sonny left, so I though maybe, I could write about what home was like without Sonny, and the emails they exchanges between each other, there will be hints of Channy, because I know you guys don't like story's without it. Anyways it would be mostly focusing on Daryl though.

What do you think of these idea's? Or do you think I should do something totally different from this story, I wanted to keep going with Daryl, because well I just fell in love with his character (not in THAT kind of way you people!) lol. Did you guys fall in love with him too? I want to hear from you! I'll also probably reply to all reviews on this chapter, it's my goal, but don't expect it if you going to say "cool, I liked it." or something like that.

I also won't do these story's if I don't get a goal of 50 reviews by the end, so if you like them, let's make it happen people!

Review please! Thanks!