Hey everyone, I had originally intended this to be a one-shot, or maybe three, but depending on if ya'll like it or not, it may be longer. I usually never do any writing like this, but I thought it might be fun. Each chapter will have a date and will revolve around Myspace, but with real action of course also. Please just read the first chapter, then judge. Please R&R and let me know if you like this idea and want me to continue, or if I should keep it short. It's going to be Sonny/Chad, but a few more characters will spring up too :) Hope you like it!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sonny With a Chance.

May 10, 2009 * SONNY'S POV *

I logged in to my Myspace- my real one. Sure there are some posers out there, but I do have my own personal one. I make sure that my only friends are people that I actually know.

When I logged in this afternoon, there wasn't much new.

I glanced at my friends' Status/Moods:

Lucy is at my grandparents' house. Mood: content

Tawni is shopping at the mall. Mood: popular

Nico is hanging with my man Grady. Mood: chill

Grady is hanging with my man Nico. Mood: chipper

Zora is studying. Mood: intelligent

No wonder Zora's so smart!

I browsed through my friends and found Chad Dylan Cooper. Yes, I'm friends with him on here- the real Chad, not a poser. His update said that he was "busy," and his mood was 'confident.'

What a shocker.

As I was grazing his page with nothing better to do, I looked at his "Top Friends." He had like 36 of them- that's just his top friends. He had way beyond that of total friends.

Then I glanced at my Top Friends, I have 5. Lucy, Tawni, Nico, Grady, and Zora. I have a lot of friends, but I feel those are the only ones worthy of being on top.

Suddenly, I noticed that I'm on Chad's Top 36 Friends; granted I'm number 36, but it wasn't like that yesterday. Not that I stalk him or anything, he is my enemy after all, and I sometimes despise him, but I couldn't help feeling a little flattered.

I decided to change my update to "having a lazy Sunday," and my mood was 'bored.'

I love lazy Sundays- most of the time, but knowing that everyone else was out enjoying it, I kind of felt a little down.

I strayed from my computer and decided to go for a walk. It was a chilly California afternoon, so I was wearing a lazy "Wisconsin" hoodie, matching track pants, and some black flips flops. Yes it was chilly, but I was too lazy to put on other shoes. My hair was pulled up in a sloppy ponytail atop my head.

I strode along the sidewalks of Hollywood, no one would recognize me as a celebrity today. I pulled out my phone, fumbling with it as I walked. I thought about calling Lucy, but she was at her grandparents.

For some unknown reason, I decided to call Chad.

"CDC- what it do?" he answered.

"Really Chad, still?"

"Sonny?" he questioned. "What is it?"

Darn it- I hadn't actually come up with a reason to call.

"Ummm, sorry Chad, I meant to call… Darren, but your name is right above his. I'll let you go."

"Wait Sonny, who's Darren?"

"Oh, no one that you would know," I faltered, "Just some guy friend."

"Oh, okay," he replied quietly. "So, what are you doing?"

"Really? You want to have an actual conversation?" I asked sarcastically.

"Um, I don't care," he responded, but I think he was lying.

"Well in that case, I'll quit bothering you," I said, ready to hang up.

"Hey Sonny," he continued, "why did you really call?"

Oh no, he knows I'm fibbing. Hey Chad, just thought I'd call you since I have a slight crush on you; despite me also hating you- yeah I'm really gonna say that.

"I told you, I was trying to call Darren." It was a solid story, and Chad didn't have to know that Darren was just my cousin.

"Oh yeah. So how do you know him?"

"Seriously Chad, why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Acting like you want to talk to me, but we both really know that you don't."

"That's not always true," he answered.

What's that supposed to mean?

"Guess I'm just bored," he added.

"Me too!" I huffed.

"Wanna grab some coffee?" he asked shyly. Did Chad Dylan Cooper just ask me to hang out?

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, I told you we should hang out sometime. We're both bored, why not now?"

Well crap, I look like a slob. He'll probably show up in a shirt and tie, and I look like I just rolled out of bed.

"Okay, but I have to warn you… I look like I just woke up."

I could hear a smile through his voice. "Sonny, there's no need to try and impress me," he chuckled.

Well I already knew that, but thanks for pointing it out.

"See ya at Starbucks in like 10 minutes," he said, quickly hanging up before I could say anything else.

I can't believe I'm meeting Chad of all people.

Suddenly, I saw a figure that looked like Chad, but it couldn't be. He was dressed very similar to me- hoodie and track pants. It was Chad.

"Hey," I said softly. "I didn't even recognize you without your work clothes on." This was weird.

"Sonny?" he responded. "I didn't recognize you either. You weren't kidding about not being fixed up."

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious," I sighed, Chad always knew how to tear me down.

"I didn't say that was a bad thing," he corrected with a smirk.

"Oh okay," I answered. It was a little awkward.

Chad ordered some kind of warm mocha latte thing and I order a caramel frappachino. We sat down at a table outside on the patio.

"So…" he began.

"So…" I repeated, not really sure how to start a conversation.

"So, why did you want to meet me?" I finally broke the ice.

"Well, just to hang out."

"You're not yourself today," I remarked. "You're in casual clothes and being nice. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he answered. "Today is my day off, so I'm not so much Chad Dylan Cooper today; just Chad."

I smiled sheepishly and we began to talk. Not really about a lot, but he was being so much more down to earth than usual.

"I like this side of you," I later admitted.

"Well thanks. I like this side of you too," he added.

"What side?" I wondered.

"Well, just the laid back look, and us not really fighting for once; it's nice."

I felt my face turning red. "Yeah it is."

"So, who is this Darren guy?" Chad asked again.

"I told you, he's just friend," I lied again. I felt bad about it, but I had already taken it that far, I couldn't admit that he was my cousin now.

"So why were you trying to call him?" he asked. Man Chad was getting nosy.

"Um, just to hang out."

"Oh," he said, disappointment showing in his face.

"Okay, that's a lie," I admitted quickly, feeling my face burning.

"What?" he asked.

"I wasn't trying to call Darren, I was trying to call you," I said as I buried my face in my hands so he couldn't see how red it was.

"Really?" he perked up. "Why did you call me?"

"I don't know, I just wanted someone to talk to, and well, you came in mind," I said, still with my face in my hands.

"Wow," he said smiling big. "I mean, that's cool," he tried to cover it up. "Why are you hiding your face?" he asked.

Don't tell him Sonny; just be cool.

"Because, I'm embarrassed," I said, covering my mouth after I did. I just shook my head. I'm sure he could see the red now.

"Well don't" he ordered, pulling my hands down. "You have a pretty face, no need to cover it."

Was he trying to make me the color of a tomato?

"Thanks," I whispered. Then I looked at my watch, realizing we had been there for a couple of hours. "I'd better go," I said, not really wanting to leave.

"Need a lift?" he asked sweetly.

"I don't want to trouble you," I said. "I don't have far to walk."

"C'mon, let me give you a ride home," he said, dragging me by the arm to his car.

We chatted a little in the car, but mostly just listened to the radio. He pulled up to my driveway and took off his seatbelt.

"Thanks Sonny for hanging out with me," he said. Man, I really like just Chad- on Sundays of course.

"Thanks for inviting me," I smiled. "Let me guess, tomorrow you're going to be Chad Dylan Cooper?"

"Yep," he answered. I know I had a disappointed look on my face.

"Ready for our next argument?" I teased.

"You bet," he said, smiling huge. He reached over the seat and gave me a little squeeze from the side. "See you tomorrow," he said as he let go and I walked in to my house. I never thought it would happen but I think I'm falling for Chad. The only question is- how to get rid of Chad Dylan Cooper's ego?

That night, before going to bed, I checked my myspace one more time. I had a new message. I clicked on the little envelope icon and opened it up.

It was from Chad. It said:

Sonny,

I really had a good time with you today. I know in the past we haven't been that close, but you know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. That was a joke. Anyway, just wanted to get that off my chest before another week of .

Hmmm… I wanted to write him back, but wasn't sure what to say. I clicked the reply button and decided to wing it.

Chad,

I really had a good time with you too. I'm glad you invited me. I had a much better time with you than I would have with Darren. See you tomorrow. Goodnight.

Sure, it was short, but it would have to suffice. As I refreshed my home page one more time, I looked at the recent Status/Moods:

Lucy is going to bed. Mood: sleepy

Tawni needs her beauty sleep. Mood: pretty

Nico is glad tomorrow is Meatball Monday. Mood: happy

Grady is also glad tomorrow is Meatball Monday. Mood: ecstatic

Zora is reading… under her bed. Mood: crazy

Chad had a great day with a frenemy. Mood: confused

So, Grady is 'ecstatic' about Meatball Monday, which made me laugh, and Chad is 'confused' about his frenemy huh? Wonder who he's talking about?

I glanced at his page one more time, just to read comments. Then I noticed I had moved up in the "Top Friends" area. I was now number 30. Wow, moved up 6 spaces in one day. Now what's that supposed to mean? I guess that's progress…

I decided to change mine before going to bed.

Sonny had a wonderful day. Mood: blissful

Needless to say, I feel asleep rather quickly that night.