A/N : Hello Readers! :D Thank you sonnycentral, Thecla, 4everyoung, and Kylie Robbins for reviewing this so far Woooohoooo #4!

So again if you've noticed I'm going to try my bestest to do these from Chad's POV I know I know it's a bit of a change for the contest but I figured…Something different would be nice? XD

I don't know… No dedications here :/ Also I must apologize for not updating my other stories but I'm really going to try to do another Sonnyella chappie between today and tomorrow also Chad With A Chance's last chapter will be up soon! I'm sorry for slacking :P.

Disclaimer : Don't own SWAC or Havaianas

4. Beach House

I pulled up in my Mustang to the Beach House I'd be staying at for a week. Mackenzie was kidnapped by some water obsessed psycho on Mackenzie Falls therefore no acting for The Chadster this week.

I was free from all stress and pressure. No paparazzi, no ex girlfriends, no annoying little Dora, no parents, no…no Sonny.

Stupid, annoying Sonny.

I sighed happily as I felt the sun's warm rays caress my skin.

Away from everyone and in a beach house? It didn't get much better than this.

Just Chad Dylan Cooper and his maids, and cooks, and sometimes his driver…

I grabbed my light amount of luggage and had my cook take it upstairs. I slipped off my Havaiana flip flops and felt instant relief at the smell of the cool wooden floors.

I walked upstairs to where my room was. It was odd being here alone, I usually brought friends but now the house felt…even a bit….creepy.

I ripped open my suitcase and scavenged through it until I found my red board shorts. I mean I had come to a beach house right? Obviously, I was going to go to the beach…

I pulled on my shorts and took a look at myself in my room's full length mirror.

"Chad Dylan Cooper, you are one hot stud" I told myself grinning. Running my fingers through my tangle free hair.

I coolly walked out to the beach. It was a brisk walk because my house was literally a beach house. A house on the beach.

I grabbed my Mack Falls poster towel and I set it down on a warm, dry, patch of sand. I watched, somewhat enjoying my scenery. There was a little boy and his family building sandcastles, a young girl lugging her dog around in a wagon and there was a patch of teenage girls in bikinis splashing about in the water. My kind of scenery.

"CDC it is time to turn on the charm" I told myself nonchalantly.

I watched closely at the group of excited girls. Not to my surprise they watched closely in return.

Is that Sonny?

I could've sworn I just saw Sonny…

That's Sonny right there, you fool! Go say hi! Anything!

Now because I think it's Sonny and I can't stand being around Sonny, I have to go over there and check if it is Sonny.

I lifted my toned body off of my Mackenzie Falls towel and strutted over to where the girls had been skipping around.

I watched one blonde nudge the other as two others squealed and one redhead… broke out into tears?

I let my eyes adjust to each of their faces. Not Sonny.

The brunette I had been watching from afar wore a neon green swimsuit and a bright toothy smile, similar but never the same as Sonny's. I observed as the brunette turned out to be extremely cocky and walked over to me.

"Wanna join us for Volleyball, Chad?" she asked lightly touching my shoulder. Where Sonny had so many times before.

I intentionally cringed backwards.

Looks like Sonny, talks like Sonny and even acts just a bit like her. Not Sonny though, never going to be Sonny. I took a close look at her. Her nose was a bit crooked and her face was a freckly. She did hold a small resemblance to Sonny minus the nose and freckles. I shouldn't blame myself for thinking it was her…the similarity was even a bit scary.

"No thanks girls, I'll pass for today." I answered giving them each a quirky grin. Raising an eyebrow as one broke out into hysterics and another tried to comfort her.

Nobody can resist the Chad charm.

I watched as a few emotionally stable girls pouted and said their goodbyes. I walked back to my towel where I flipped open to Tween Weekly magazine. My face on the cover for the second edition in a row!

I flipped past pages of useless articles.

"Meet the real Teen Gladiators!" Stupid.

"Win Tawni's signed lip balm!" Overrated.

"What is Portlyn's biggest insecurity?" Already know.

"Get to know Ms. Sonny Munroe!"

I hadn't seen this article. I admired, erm studied the picture Sonny had taken at her photo shoot. She sat on a red leather couch, with her long legs crossed. She wore a light blue, above the knee, denim dress and some ankle boots. She looked radiant. The article held things I had never known about Sonny before.

The more I studied the article the more I began to wonder whether or not I wanted her here with me, and the more I thought about it the more I realized the girl on the beach didn't look a thing like Sonny.

What the heck was that supposed to be?

Some sort of creepy sign?

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