Sonny with a Chance

Sonny and Chad: Channy Fanfic

Camp Channy

Written by TheInfiniteHorizon

CHAPTER FOUR: CARTRIP, ARRIVAL, AND AN UNEXPECTED SURPRISE PART THREE

Date: November 14, 2012 SATURDAY

NOTE: This chapter is dedicated to BrandNewEyes929 for being the first reader to put this story in his/her Story Alerts.

REALLY IMPORTANT:

Before reading this chapter, please look back at Chapter Four because I replaced the chapter with the revised version. I changed some important things, so please check it out. Thanks.

Sonny's POV

Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney

Sure Feels Like Love by Tiffany Thornton

Kiss Me by Tiffany Thornton

Love Me by Justin Bieber

Girl on TV by LFO

Falling In Love by Taio Cruz

Come Down WIth Love by All Star Weekend

Those were the 6 songs in the playlist.

And each one was a love song.

Could Chad... have a crush on someone? But who? I mean, whoever this girl is must be really special if he dedicated one whole playlist to her! But seriously? Chad Dylan Cooper and the phrase 'has a crush on someone' honestly doesn't look right next to each other.

I tried to shake the thought out of my mind for the time being and exited the playlist then went on to search for the one I was looking for. Once I found it, I clicked it and chose the song I had uploaded. Oooo! He's soooooo gonna flip when he realizes what he's listening to!

The song started to play and I watched intently as Chad started to stir in his sleep. I carefully grasped the top of his iPod and started tapping my finger on the volume control.

Soon, it was on it's highest volume. I tried my best to hold in my laughter when Zac Efron's voice boomed through his earphones and Chad startled himself awake.

He jolted from the position he was in, causing his earphones to fall off. He immediately started doing karate chops in the air as a self-defense mechanism.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD?" he screeched, registering the fact that Bet On It was playing. His sudden outburst caused Rick to flinch in his seat and accidentally let go of the steering wheel for a second.

That's when I couldn't hold in my laughter anymore and I burst out into a fit of giggles. He was still in complete shock while he stared at his iPod in disbelief and quickly tried to change the song.

"You did this, didn't you?" he screamed, thrusting the device to my face. I clutched my stomach as my laughter started to subside. But once glance at the enraged look on his face, sent me into hysterics.

As I managed to nod my head, he clenched his free first tightly and gritted his teeth so his next words came out as a hiss

"Sonny." he began in the calmest voice he could manage. "You. Do. Not. Add. Zefron. To. Chad. Dylan. Cooper's. Music. Player." he stated, halting after every word.

"Why? Worried that he'd peek at your 'For That One Special Girl' playlist and sing those songs to the girl you dedicated it to?" I blurted absentmindedly. (A/N: If you've been reading this fic since before, I suggest you go back and read the fourth chapter because I changed some important things. Like instead of the playlist saying 'The Sonny Soundtrack' I changed it to 'For The One Special Girl' just please re-read it!) Once these words came out of my mouth and I realized what a huge mistake I had done, I stopped laughing and our eyes both widened.

"Y-y-y-you looked at my playlists?" he asked, shock visible in his expression. "I-I-It was an accident.. I was looking for your 'Recently Added' playlist." I managed to explain, but it quite obvious that I was unsure of my answer myself.

"How could you mistaken them for each other? The other one was in the bottom of the options!" he questioned, furiously. "Well I'm sorry for being the only person in the world to ever want to know about someone's crush!" I sneered, sarcasm oozing out of my voice.

"I was just curious..." I muttered, defensively. "Yeah, but Curiosity killed the Cat.." he mumbled back, turning away from me.

"But satisfaction brought it back.." I murmured, facing him with a challenging look on my face. "But Curiosity stabbed him from behind it's back!" he responded, smirking at me with no trail of anger left. Wow, he got over the whole Efron thing quickly!

"But at death, Contentment was something it didn't lack!" I retorted as I mentally high-fived myself for thinking of somethng so witty that fast.

"It still remains that Curiosity still had the Cat's body in a sack!" he replied in a sing-song voice. "I don't have a third one!" I admitted, ashamed.

"Ha! I win! That means you owe me one wish!" he declared, crossing his arms smugly. "Woah, and when did we exactly bet on it that who ever couldn't think of a clever comeback had to play 'Genie' to the other?" I asked demandingly.

"Now!"

"It doesn't work that way, Chad!"

"It does to!"

"It does not!"

"It does to!

"It does not!"

"Does to!"

"Does not!"

"Does no!"

"Does to!"

"Ha!"

"Darn, I really need to learn how to stop falling for that!"

Chad just laughed and turned back to his iPod, which he quickly grimaced at when he read the currently playing song. "Alright Ms. Munroe and Mr. Dylan Cooper, please settle down, we've arrived." Ceilia announced, gesturing to the gigantic sign that said 'CAMP HOLLYWOOD' with light bulbs in it's letters.

Rick found a parking spot then grabbed our luggage as Ceilia escorted us out of the car and inside a rather large shack in the end of the field. After knocking on the door, a petite lady wearing safari clothes came bouncing to the door witha huge smile on her face. According to her nametag, her name was Belle.

"Well hello there! Can I help you?" Belle said brightly. "Yes, you may. I need to speak to Mr. Miller. Please tell him I'm with the moderators from Condor Studios." Ceilia replied flatly. Geez, this girl needed to lighten up.

Belle nodded and invited us inside before skipping to the nearby room which I supposed was an office. "So.. who's this 'Mr. Miles' guy we're waiting for?" Chad asked, lazily leaning against the wall.

"First of all, it's Mr. Miles," Ceilia corrected, sternly. "Second, he's the Head Moderator here." she explained, gesturing to the sign on the door that said 'Office of the Head Moderator'.

"Oh." Chad mumbled, only noticing the sign at that moment. "Well, well, well! Look who's finally arrived!" someone said from across the room.

We all turned around to see a large, tan, man in the same Safari attire as Belle. I narrowed my eyes to look at his nametag and found out that it was 'Bruce'.

"Um, not to be rude or anything, but.. who are you?" Chad asked Bruce, suspiciously. "Oh, well where are my manners? I'm Bruce Miller; Head Moderator of Camp Hollywood." he explained, sticking out his hand for us to shake.

I politely took it and so did Chad. "Nice to meet you Mr. Miller." I said with a smile. "Well nice to meet you too Ms. Munroe." he replied, returning the smile. And just by that simple action, I could automatically tell that he had a father-like aura.

"Mr. Dylan Cooper, it's an honor to finally see you up close." he said, bowing slightly. "Thanks." Chad replied as he nodded his head.

"Mr. Miller, sorry to interrupt, but shouldn't you be giving them the tour by now? We are running on a schedule, as you know." Ceilia cut-in, hesitantly.

"Oh right, right. I'm so sorry." Bruce apologized while he let out a hearty laugh. "Well, first thing's first, you kids come with me." he said, walking out the shack.

We obediently trailed after him, leaving Ceilia and Rick (Who was struggling to keep hold of all our things. Poor guy..) to follow behind us.

"Kids?" Chad repeated, incredelously. "Yes, Mr. Dylan Cooper, kids. We are in a family-safe enviroment here, so it would be nice to act like family as well." Bruce replied, his serious voice symbolizing his seriousness but the grin on his face telling otherwise.

All Chad could do was roll his eyes and force himself to put up with it. I had to give him props for that. I thought he'd actually be stupid enough to try picking a fight with Mr. Miller! If he did though, let's just say he won't be able to say 'I'm the star of Mackenzie Falls' by the next day. I'm sure Mr. Condor would like it if we treated the people in his camp with some respect.

"Now this here field, is called the Condor Field," Bruce informed, proudly. This received a scoff from Chad. I actually smiled a bit at that because I was thinking about doing it too. He saw me smile and smiled back.

"We hold our campfires here." he explained, gesturing to the stack of logs in the center. "The shacks around it are the cabins. The cabins that are painted blue are the cabins that you will be sleeping in, and the cabins that are painted red are the ones you will be teaching in." he explained.

"Excuse me, but did you just say 'teaching'?" Chad asked, sticking a finger in front of his ear, gesturing that he thought he heard him wrong.

"Yes Mr. Dylan Cooper, I did say 'teaching'. You will be teaching the campers here based on what you're good at. You will be teaching about Drama and Exaggerated Emotion. Ms. Munroe, you will teach about Comedy and Audience Communication." he informed, pointing towards the shacks that had the subject we were teaching about, plastered on the door.

He then led us towards a large and long tent behind his office. "This is what you call, a 'Mess Hall'. It's where we eat.

Despite the name, the place is very clean." he explained, chuckling at his attempt to make a joke. "Breakfast is at 9am, lunch is at 12 noon, and we have dinner by the campfire." he added, his tone becoming serious again.

The next place he took us was towards 2 shacks next to each other. They were smaller and thinner than the cabins, so I supposed it wasn't suited for more than 1 person.

"These are the bathrooms. Only one person can enter at a time. The pink shack is for the girls, and blue is for the boys." he said, saying the words slowly and clearly to make sure we understood him well and we wouldn't accidentally go to the wrong bathroom.

"Got it?" he asked, turning to us. "Yup." Chad and I both replied in unison. "Good. Well, that concludes our tour!" he announced, rubbing his hands together.

Chad opened his mouth-probably to say something like 'Thank goodness it's over!'-to speak, but I got the words out of my mouth quicker.

"Excuse me Mr. Miller, but I think you missed a place." I pointed out. "Where?" he asked, pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket and glancing at it then around.

"That lake over there!" I replied, pointing towards the stream a few feet away. "Oh, that's not very important. It was just something that came with the location." he replied, shrugging it off and turning his head back to where he had been looking before.

He ordered us to stay put while he jogged to his office to get the files of information we were gonna need. As soon as I was sure he couldn't see us, I wandered off to the lake.

I was just a few meters away when someone grabbed my arm. I looked over my shoulder and realized who it was. "Yes Chad, what do you need?" I asked, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Just because I liked him, it didn't mean I liked all the things he did. He was totally interrupting my Exploring-Time!

"I'm not one to follow rules, but didn't Brucey say to stay put?" he said, a smirk played on his face. This is where I couldn't hold it back anymore, and I rolled my eyes. That felt good!

"I was just going to check out the lake."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"It's just a lake, Sonny. It's not a picture of me. There's nothing worth checking out."

"To me there is."

"And what would that be?"

Before I could even respond, Bruce came sprinting to us with 2 folders in his hands. "Wow, I was told you two bickered like children, I just wasn't informed that you acted like ones too!" he said, confidently letting out that big laugh of his.

"You can't even stay put when I told you to!" he managed to say in between his snickers. Chad gave me a sideways glance. Chad hated lots of things. One of them is being associated with 'children'. Don't get me wrong; he doesn't hate children! He just doesn't like people relating him with them.

I smiled meekly as a response. "Anyway, here's all you need to know about the camp and your duties. That includes your schedule, a map, information regarding the camp, and your lesson plan. Don't lose that. We only have one copy per member since your schedules and lesson plans are personalized." he reminded, giving us stern looks. We simply nodded and started browsing through our folders.

"Well kids, that's pretty much all I need to tell you. The rest is for you to find out. You can come by any time if you have questions." he said, flashing us a smile. "Just a quick heads-up; you'll be sharing your cabins with 2 other moderators and you can explore with them today since we're giving you a free day to just settle down and adapt to your new surroundings." he explained. And with that, he headed back to his office after giving us a quick wave.

"Ms. Munroe, Mr. Dylan Cooper." Ceilia said from behind us. We both jolted in surprise. Woah, I totally forgot she was there.

"Yes?" I said sweetly, turning to her. "Rick placed your things in your cabins. You got Cabin Number 18, Mr. Dylan Cooper you got Cabin Number 16." she informed as she handed us Post-Its with our cabin descriptions.

"Thanks." Chad and I both said at the same time. "I need to go back to the studio now. I still have to order the props for both your shows and I need to work on the information needed for your paychecks." she said, giving Ricky-who had just came out of Chad's cabin-the signal to get the limo ready.

"Alright. Thanks for being such great chaparones!" I said brightly, throwing my arms around her in a tight hug. "Alright, alright. You're welcome. I really must go now." she said, and quickly slipped out of my grasp. She tittered away, constantly glancing at her watch every few seconds as if she was timing her walking speed.

"Well, I'm gonna go check my cabin out." Chad declared after a few seconds of silence. "Oh, yeah. Me too." I said. We both turned the opposite direction and headed to our shacks.

Once I stepped into the porch, the loud music and giggling from inside became apparent. Hmm.. I guess my roommates arrived earlier than me. I took a deep breath, put on the best smile I could muster, and flung the door open.

"OH MY GOSH!" I shrieked, my hands flying to my mouth in shock.