I had a new story idea, so here it is. Tell me what you think. =]

Disclaimer: I own nothing... (I never put disclaimers...sorry)

CPOV

Love was a subject I have always seemed to avoid. The fact that some girls could tell me they love me after just one date was unbearable. When they said those naive three words I would usually nod or say nothing at all. The girls would stare at me for a bit and then either start bawling or scream at me at the top of their lungs. In both situations, the same question was asked. "Do you love me back?" I would simply take their hand and look them straight in their eyes.

"I like you, a lot. I am just not ready to say those three little words yet," I would say. They would smile and then ask me another question.

"When, you are ready, will you tell me?"

"Of course." But fortunately, that day never came. I never felt that way about anyone and I was just going to say something I didn't feel. What also makes the situation uneasy for me is the number of girls that said those words to me.

I remember the first time a girl told me she loved me. I was in first grade. Bella Smith was her name. She had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. She wore thick framed glasses and even back then I knew she was not my type. She came up to me, grabbed my hand and said "I love you, will you marry me?" I told her no and she cried for the rest of the day, little did I know back then that my lack of "loving" would lead many girls into tears.

The second time a girl told me she loved me was third grade, Skyler Marks. She had the curliest blonde hair and lightest blue eyes I have seen to this day. She was the first girl that I ever "crushed" on. We started off as friends at first, but one day we were out on the school playground. I flew down the slide and she was standing right there at the bottom. "I love you Chaddy," she said and grabbed my face with her velvet soft hands. She pushed my face into hers and I had my first kiss. One day at lunch I told her that she spilled grape juice on her shirt and she accused me of spilling it on her. I think her exact words were "You big meany head." From then on I was destined to love horror stories. Well that of course all changed when I met Sunshine Munroe.

The day I met her she had this glow about her that seemed to make everything glow around her, including me. Dare I say sometimes she brought out my better side? The non puppy shoving, sweet and sometimes caring guy that I was deep down. Something I thought would never happen did. She was the rival, the girl that could get under my skin, the girl that always seemed to know the right thing to say, the girl that could make my day, the girl that I had suddenly fallen madly in love with and probably the one girl that I would actually have to work to win her over. I, Chad Dylan Cooper, was falling head over heels for Sonny Munroe.

"Chad?" I heard someone ask. I looked up from my script. Sonny stood there and a small smile spread over my face, but I quickly hide it.

"Yeah?" I asked closing my script. She smiled at me, but this wasn't just any smile. This was the smile she always used when she wanted something. I leaned back in my chair and stretched. This could be a while.

"Um." She twirled her thumbs. "Do you by any chance have any… hairspray?" Hairspray, was she serious?

"Yup." Her smile got wider.

"Can I have it?" A smirk appeared on my face.

"Nope." Her smile vanished.

"But Chaaad, Tawni lost her hairspray and she is freaking out!" I smiled.

"Well you know the three magical sentences you have to say to get this…" I held up a bottle of top quality hairspray, trust me, I know. "I have this hairspray because…"

"No way!" Anger flickered in her eyes, but I wouldn't give in.

"Well then I guess you're not getting any hairspray." I started to turn around and put it away.

"You're on Mackenzie Falls, the number one show." I smiled and dangled the hairspray in front of her face. She tried to grab it, but I pulled back. "You have the greatest sandwich in the whole cafeteria."

"Oh, we already know that."

"What?"

"Say that I'm… the hottest Hollywood heartthrob, in all of California."

"NO!" She looked disgusted. I kept the smirk on my face and tossed the hairspray between my hands. I watched her eyes follow hairspray.

"No hairspray then." She looked at the floor with her fist clenched.

"You're… the hottest Hollywood-heartthrob, in all of… California." I smiled and handed her the hairspray.

"That enough for today." She glared at me, but then a smile appeared on her face and she walked away. My eyes followed her out the door. "She's the one." My voice was a whisper, so only I could hear it.