Just The Girl

Summary: Chad's thoughts throughout the episode "West Coast Story." Songfic to Just the Girl by the Click Five. Sorry it's so long, Chad over thinks EVERYTHING!
The song is not in order. It's just random snippets that Chad remembers. But still a songfic.

I am not having a good day. First, I had to walk by the parking spot. That in itself was bad enough. Those stupid So Random! people and their stupid parking spot. Next, the one person I actually like on Mackenzie Falls left. Her character was killed off. You know, just because I flirted with her a lot, didn't mean I wasn't paying attention. Although there was that one time we…never mind. Maybe they didn't kill her off though. After all, they just said it was a tragic accident, they didn't say she died… And I've got that stupid song by The Click Five stuck in my head. You know, Just the Girl? To make matters even worse I had not gotten to say my full name once all day. It's not that I'm vain; it's just that I love my name. I named myself. Don't ask me what my real name is, because it's so hideous, it hurts to think it…ugh, ugly stuff. But Chad Dylan Cooper…that's an amazing name. That I haven't had the pleasure of saying today at all! I need yogurt!

I walked over to the cafeteria. I really don't like eating in here. Everyone looks at me funny. I like to think it's because they're staring at my raw, heartthrob look, but it's probably because I've insulted them in some way shape or form and they are hoping that looks really can kill. I know, I should be nicer, but I do what I do for four reasons:

1.) Everyone likes the bad boy. No one can turn him down.

2.) The "big people" (whoever the heck they are) know no one can turn down a bad boy. So they told me, "be a bad boy." Which I hate being. Especially that one interview. That dog was freaking annoying. And I'm allowed to shove it; it's my mother's!

3.) I'm bored. There's nothing to do. Everyone on the cast is an idiot or doesn't talk because they like me! I know what they're teaching me! I got held back because I skipped school too much, not because I'm an idiot!

4.) Some people just deserve to be made fun of. Like Portlyn.

I'm hungry. Right, yogurt. I spied a lunch lady. Yes, they all love me! For some reason, the highest percent of people who watch soap operas are single people. And I know for a fact most of the lunch ladies are single. This one's new though. And really fat!

"Excuse me? Miss? When you're done with that order I'm going to need an extra large chocolate," I said. I was feeling nice so I didn't tell her now. Even though I really need some sugar!

"Oh, I don't work here," she said. She looked up and realized who I was. "Oh my gosh!" she yelled. Great. Another love sick girl…or woman, whatever. "I know you! You're…you're…" she stuttered. I helped the poor girl out. I went over to one of the many posters of Mackenzie Falls and stood next to it.

"Him?" I asked. She just nodded. What is it about me that girls like?! I'm a jerk, I mean, come on! "Chad Dylan Cooper," I said, putting on a suave smile. Time to role act.

"You're Mackenzie on Mackenzie Falls!"

"Well, apparently you're Madge," I said, reading her name.

"YES! No, no! Madge is my waitress character. And all this belongs to Madge too," she said, patting her behind. Oh good. Because let me tell you, although I have nothing against obese people, that was scary. How could you let yourself get like that? Wait…character? Oh no…she was with them. That's it, I was going to be semi-nice to her, but now she can forget it! "My name's Sonny," she said, smiling huge, holding out her hand. She had a nice smile…forget that! No more Mr. Nice Guy. I need my parking space!

"Sonny, that's a nice name!" I exclaimed.

"Thank you," she said. She started rambling on about something. Sonny – thanks for the yogurt, love Chad Dylan Cooper, I wrote.

"I'll see you later," I said. I took her yogurt and eased away. Hah, payback is sweet! Ooh, look, Cookies and Cream FroYo. And a burrito! YES! I went outside. The day was shaping up, but now I have to lug this thing all the way to…oh my Tisdale! The parking spot! It's empty! Where's my cart?! Hah, Portlyn used it this morning! Let me get this up here…I heaved the yogurt cart onto the golf cart. I drove it over to the parking space! YES! I win! Take that Chuckle City!

"Hey Portlyn?" I asked. I had called the studio. "We got our parking space back!" Within minutes, everyone was here, and we were all enjoying the FroYo. Aubriana pointed out that the Chuckle City people were staring. We looked over and waved. I felt a little bad taking advantage of the new girl. But you know what? That's what you get for being a poser! I bet she's not even funny.

So later that day, we were filming. Don't ask me which scene, because I don't remember. All I remember was that Person #1 was making out with Person #2, who was the significant other of Person #3 and Person #1 and 3 were best friends. Then, Person #3 walked in on Persons #'s 1 and 2 and it wasn't good. I think I was Person #1. Mackenzie is a jerk-off. Anyway…we were in the middle of filming when my phone went off. The director gave me a look.

"My mother might be calling. Would you like her to come down here to see if the rumors are true, or to call every once in a while to see if the rumors are true?" I asked him. He nodded. I went off to the side. "Hello?"

"Chad?" a voice said. That wasn't my mom.

"Who is this?"

"Sonny," it said. Sonny…Sonny…do I know a Sonny? "From earlier? I'm in So Random?" she clarifies.

"Oh yeah. Madge."

"Yeah. Look, there's so much fighting between us and it's all really stupid. I mean, there's no real reason for it. So I thought we could all just put our differences aside and get together," she said. Wow, she was a happy, naïve person.

"How are we going to do this?" I asked.

"A peace picnic!" she exclaimed. Okay, either she's really naïve or she wants to trick us. I'm betting more on the second one, since no one is that naïve.

"Of course we'll be there. What time?" I asked.

"How about…12 o'clock?" she asked.

"Sounds perfect Sonny," I said. I could almost hear her smile. She hung up. I smiled. Perfect. This day couldn't get any better. Except that stupid song is stuck in my head! Just the girl. I wish I could find a girl who didn't melt every time I walked into the room. Even Tawni did it, although not as much. But I wouldn't date her. She scared me and she was too high-maintence. Sonny didn't seem to bad…wait…did I really just think that!? Not right! She's from Chuckle City! I better tell the others of my plan. Hopefully Portlyn will understand it!

We arrived just on time to see the potato salad get thrown into Sonny's face. Oh, the irony. Her "peace potatoes" were what was going to humiliate her and bring out her vengeful side. I ran in to grab the statue. MINE! We earned it, seeming as we can act! I couldn't wait to sell all this stuff on line. I wondered how they were going to retaliate.

I went to bed that night thinking about Sonny. I liked her laugh. It was cute. Her smile was pretty cute too. It was freaking huge, but adorable. She has a quirky sense of humor…what is going on? Was I really just dreaming about Sonny Monroe? Not possible. That stupid song popped into my head. I remembered two lines:

She laughs at my dreams, but I dream about her laughter.

Strange as it seems, she's the one I'm after.

If Sonny found out I dreamed about her, would she laugh? Probably. Oh, this is not good. Not good at all.

The Chuckle City residents retaliated the next day. We were in the middle of another scene. This one was very corny. Fall was coming back and since Portlyn's character and I had this thing going on, Mackenzie was dumping her. But first, he was going to make out with her. Stupid soap opera. Well, I was just about to hint at making out with her (with the corny line: "Shhh…time for talking's over.") when Sonny stormed in. I heard a voice say:

"What's the matter with you?!" I looked at Portlyn. That wasn't in the script.

"What's the matter with me, what's the matter with-" I yelled. Wait, her lips didn't move. "Those words didn't come out of your mouth," I said out loud.

"CUT!" the director yelled. I heard him laugh. Oh, shut your pie-hole, you high school dropout! I turned around, and sure enough there was Sonny. She looked pissed.

"What are you doing? We're sort of in the middle of a shoot here," I said.

"And now you're sort of in the middle of a break. Portlyn, you've got great legs, let's see how they move," she said, smiling meanly. Ooh, she didn't just look pissed, she was pissed!

She's cold and she's cruel, but she knows what she's doing.

That was random. Sonny's not cruel. Although, it seems she knows what she's doing. I knew how to stop that though. I just wished she wouldn't fall for it, like every other girl.

"Stay sad, sweetie!" I called after her. Portlyn was the one girl who really couldn't act on this show. I turned to Sonny angrily. "What is your problem?!" I yelled.

"What's my problem? My problem is that everything my friends, and Tawni told me about you guys was true. You "Mackenzie Falls people are jerks!" she yelled. That was insulting. I'm not a jerk, I'm just paid extra money to act like one! "And you're like the head jerk! You're like the mayor of Jerkesville! The head ambassador of Jerkelslovakia !" she yelled. Mayor of Jerkesville? Ambassador of Jerkelslovokia? Wow. That was very elementary. But her insult got the point across. I wasn't a jerk, but she sure believed I was. I realized exactly how much I hated the "big guys."

She's cold and she's cruel, but she knows what she's doing.

Knows just what to say so my whole day is ruined.

That line suddenly held a lot more meaning. Wait, I wasn't going to let her get away with that. I am Chad Dylan Cooper and I will not tolerate slander like that! I really didn't want to do but…sometimes when the going gets tough, the tough get going. I was bringing out the heartthrob.

"You saw the potato salad video, didn't you?" I asked her, smiling. "I also direct."

"We were trying to make peace," she said sadly. Was she?
"Please. You were trying to trap us," I said. Oh my goodness, she was that naïve. She started saying something about me, but I wasn't listening. She really was trying to be nice. No one has ever really done that here before. I turned on the charm. I needed to get her out of here before I started apologizing. "Do they Sonny?" I asked her. The lights got turned down. Perfect. "Do they really?" She looked at me.

"Look, it was sweet of you to put that picnic together. It was way sweet," I said, touching her arm. I saw her straighten at the contact. She was falling for it, hook, line, and sinker. "But the bad blood between our two shows has run to deep for too long to be healed by a bowl of egg salad, even with the best of intentions," I told her. I took her hand in mine. Girls went crazy for that. A few guys too. "Just because you wish for something, doesn't make it so." She was staring at me with this dazed look on her face. She wouldn't be bothering me for a long time.

"Oh, Chad Dylan-"

"Shhh," I said. I took a deep breath. Last line. "The time for talking is over." I had the sudden urge to kiss her.

OH GOSH NO! I COULD NOT KISS SOMEONE FROM CHUCKLE CITY!

"I must go. So run, run back to your show. And put your sweet little dreams of peace to bed," I said, walking away. I heard her sigh as I walked away. I felt better. She fell for it. But I felt bad too. Why did I feel bad? What had this girl doing to me!?

"You're challenging us to musical chairs?" I asked. Okay, these people were freaking pathetic. But I smiled on the inside. Sonny hadn't fallen under my spell. The first girl to ever do that. I thought of that stupid song again.

Cause she's bittersweet, she knocks me off of my feet.

And I cannot help myself, I don't want anyone else.

Oh no, I had to help myself. I was Chad Dylan Cooper!

"That's a game for children between the ages of 4 and 7."

"Then it should be perfect for you!" she shot back. She just keeps on surprising me.

She's a mystery, she's too much for me.

But I keep coming back for more.

I wouldn't let myself think that last line. I complained about how we had no down time. She called me a chicken. Then she started making chicken noises. That was really weird and really creeping me out, so I gave into almost anything she said. She was really getting under my skin. No one could do that to me!!!

Oh, it's on Sonny.

A few hours later we walked in on them doing who the heck knows what. I originally only wanted to bring Aubriana, Michelle and Anthony, but Portlyn whined until I let her go, so I did. We got into positions. After a few rounds, it was down to just Sonny and me. Oh, she was going down.

"Looks like it's just you, me, and one more thing you're not going to get!" I teased.

"You know, you're acting real confident for someone who's going to lose!" she shot back.

"At least I can act," I laughed.

She put on a deeper voice. "Can you Chad? Can you really?"

She runs on 100 proof attitude power.

I rolled my eyes. I could act, I just didn't feel like it most of the time.

And the more she ignores me the more I adore her.

She fell. My heart jumped into my throat.

"Oh! It's my ankle, it really hurts, I think something snapped!" she cried. OH SHIT! SONNY!

What can I do, I'd do anything for her.

She sounded so pathetic, so hurt, I couldn't just sit down. Not yet. "Oh, man. That looks really serious. We better get you to a doctor. Take my hand," I said, reaching for her. Please, don't let it be too serious! But serious enough where I can hold her without giving anything away.

Sonny pulled me down, flipped me over, and sat down in the chair. "Peace out suckers!" she yelled. I couldn't believe it!

Cause she's bittersweet, she knocks me off of my feet.

"You tricked me!" I yelled.

"No! I was acting!" she said mockingly.

She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion.

"Not bad. There could be a spot open for you on Mackenzie Falls," I said. I looked at Portlyn. No one liked her character. "After Portlyn disappears in a mysterious ballooning accident," I said. Portlyn ran away crying. Then she turned me down. NO! WHY!?

And when she sees it's me on her caller I.D.

She won't pick up the phone, she'd rather be alone.

I went to bed thinking about Sonny again that night. She was the only girl to be mean to me, to turn any offer down coming from me. She was different.

I turned on my radio to make sure the alarm would be loud enough. The song came on.

"She's a mystery, she's too much for me. But I keep coming' back for more, oh, I keep coming' back for more. She's just the girl I'm lookin' for, just the girl I'm lookin' for," it sang out. I smiled. I turned it off and lay back in my bed. I sang the last lines, Sonny's face in my head the whole time.

Sonny Monroe was the one girl who I knew would say no to me, but she was it.

She was just the girl I was looking for.

So, what do you think? My first Sonny fic. I tried to do Chad being how he is on the show, but I didn't like it, so I changed him to this. I hope ya'll like it!