Um….Hey guys! Yeah, I know, I haven't written in over 3 months. My grades were starting to slip, and I was spending too much time on the computer. But, I'm back! I promise that I will finish this story soon, so that I can start new things! Anyway, I hope you enjoy chapter 3!

Warning: This Chapter does contain references to sexual abuse. I honestly don't mean to offend anyone, but I thought that it would twist up the story line a little bit. I know how sensitive it is to some people, so that's why I only mention it in one little part. If you have any problems, let me know, and I will edit it out of the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny with a Chance.

Chapter 3:

Sonny's POV

"What?" I asked.

"I like you." Chad repeated. I stood there, my mouth wide open. "Me?" I confirmed.

"Yeah, I like you." Chad said, uncomfortably. I was still in shock, "Did you come all the way here to say that?" I asked. He nodded, shifting awkwardly. I sighed, and put my hands in my head. What do I tell him? That I like him too? "So…." Chad said. Before I knew it, my mouth opened.

"I'm sorry, Chad. I don't feel the same way." I groaned. Did I seriously just do that? "Oh." Chad said, hurt clear on his face. "No, Chad, just listen." I said. "No, its okay, Sonny, I understand." Chad mumbled, heading toward the door. "Chad, wait!" I called, but it was too late, he was already gone. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, I am so stupid." I muttered. Chad was a conceited jerk, who only cared about himself. But at the same time, he was the sweetest guy ever.

Why must life be so annoying?

Chad's POV

I sat in my car, numb. Sonny just rejected me, I thought. Sonny just rejected me. I sighed and hit my head against the wheel of my car. My cell phone started ringing. I groaned.

"What?" I yelled, harshly.

"Chad? It's me." Kayla said.

"Oh, sorry, Kayla, I'm having a bad day." I muttered. "So, I'm guessing it didn't go too well?" She asked. "Nope," I said, getting an idea, "Hey, are you busy tonight?" I asked. "No, why, want to hang out?" Kayla asked. "Something like that, I'll pick you up in 20 minutes." I said, hanging up.

Payback is a bitch.

Sonny's POV

I trudged into work the next morning, exhausted. I stayed up until 4:30 waiting for Chad to call or text, but he never did. "Good morning, Tawni." I mumbled when I got to our dressing room. "Hey, Sonny, are you okay?" Tawni asked, concerned. "Uh, yeah, a little tired." I asked, confused. I didn't tell Tawni what happened last night, so why was she worried. "Are you sure? I mean with Chad breaking your heart and- everything-"

"Wait, what? What do you mean Chad rejecting me?" I yelled. Tawni flinched, "Didn't you hear?" I shook my head. Tawni shoved a magazine at me. Kayla and Chad were on the cover, at some bar, dancing. I turned the page and it read:

CHAD DYLAN COOPER'S NEW GIRL?

We caught Chad Dylan Cooper out last night with his new girlfriend, Kayla Black, "Fever", where they were acting very cozy, kissing a few times, and having quite a few drinks. When we asked the two if they were dating, they simply smiled. What about Sonny Munroe? We spoke to Chad about her, and this is what he had to say: "She's had a crush on me since the day we met. I haven't had the guts to reject her until last night, when she got a little crazy. I told her that I'm with Kayla, and she completely lost it. I just can't have someone like that in my life. I regret ever being friends with her."

I stared at the page. "This is all a lie, Tawni." I said. Her eyes widened, "What?" I shook my head. "After you left last night, Chad told me he likes me. I told him I don't feel the same way." I said. "What? Why would you say that?" Tawni screamed. "I don't know!" I said. "That's not important right now. The important thing is that Chad lied! Why do you think that he did this?" Tawni asked. "No clue, but I'm going to find out." I said, heading to the door. "Good luck!" Tawni called out.

As I walked in the hallway, people stared at me, like I was a freak. A lot of people whispered things like "Stalker" and "Creep" Today officially sucked. I walked out to the parking lot, and leaned against the wall. I sighed, and closed my eyes. "Sonny, what's wrong?" A voice asked. I opened my eyes and saw Chad standing there. I crossed my arms over my chest, "You have some nerve." I growled. "Excuse me?" Chad asked. "What's wrong? Everything is wrong, Chad. People think I'm a stalker because of you and your lies." I yelled. "I'm just evening the score, Sonny." Chad smirked. "You think this is a game, Chad?" I asked. He shrugged. "Fine, then, Chad, game on." I said, walking away. On the way back to my dressing room, I couldn't stop thinking about what Chad said. Evening the score? So he was getting payback for me rejecting him? Who does that? I was so distracted, that I didn't notice someone coming my way. "Whoa." I said, grabbing his arms for balance. "Oh, I'm so sorry." The guy said. "No worries." I said. "I'm Will, by the way." He held his hand out. "I'm Sonny." I said, shaking it. "So, Sonny, care to grab lunch?" Will asked. "I'd love to." I smiled. Game on, I thought.

We went to a café for lunch. Every time someone asked me about Chad, I gave the same response, "Chad means nothing to me." After a while, even I started to believe it. Will walked me back to my dressing room, where we exchanged number and said goodbye. I let out a huge sigh, as I sat down on the couch, and opened my laptop. I signed on to Tween Weekly and saw the newest headline:

CHAD DYLAN COOPER FIRES BACK!

"This should be good." I smiled. (A/N: Bad language ahead!)

After catching Sonny Monroe out with a mystery boy, just hours after Chad Dylan Cooper release a statement saying that she was head-over-heels for him, we asked her about Cooper's comments. "He means nothing to me," She said, "I am too classy for him, and I deserve better." Ouch, harsh. What does Chad have to say about this? Well he wrote on his blog: "Sonny is a slut. She says she's classy and deserves better? Yeah, okay. Don't agree with me? Ask her step-dad back in Wisconsin." What could this mean? Does Sonny have a secret? We'll find out!

I couldn't believe what I was reading. My step-dad used to…touch me when I lived in Wisconsin. I told Chad this is confidence, and he swore not to tell anyone. Saying I was a stalker was a lie I could easily smooth over, but this was serious. What would I tell people? What other secrets would he spill about me? My phone vibrated in my pocket, indicating a new message.

From: Chad

Your turn.

I shook my head, and stormed to the cafeteria. My cast waved at me, but I just shook my head. Instead, I turned my focus on Chad, and his cast. I walked up behind him, and tapped his shoulder. He smirked and stood up, "Can I help you?"

"You can say whatever you want about me. You can say you hate me, call me a stalker, you can even make up lies about me. But spilling such a big secret, one that you swore to keep, is just sick." The whole room went silent. "You think it's funny? Getting sexually abused by a man who you barely even know? You've always had the perfect life. Money, fame, looks. I got the chance of a lifetime to be able to come out here, and start over. To get away from the crap that goes on at home, and you just ruined it, with one blog post." Tears filled my eyes.

"I was just-"

"I get it, Chad! You were just trying to even the score. But, guess what? You're very good at a game that I really don't want to play. [A/N: Haha, yes, High School Musical 2] So congratulations, Chad. You won." I said, walking away. As I walked through the hallways, I looked out of one of the windows. There were camera crews everywhere. "Sonny Monroe, please report to Mr. Condor's office, immediately." I sighed, knowing that it would come. I stepped in front of the door and took a deep breath.

My career was over.

So how was it? I tried to make it as long as I could! Chapter 4-5 should be up tomorrow, and possibly chapter 6, which will probably be the last chapter!

Reviews please :)