Tell Me How You Love Me Now Chapter 1: Carrots Don't Wear Uniforms, a sonny with a chance fanfic

A/N: Hey everyone! Sally here. It's been A LONG time since I posted/logged in here, LOL! Okay, so here is a brand new story for the new show, Sonny With a Chance! I'm really loving this couple. PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! More coming soon, hopefully!

I think there was a lot to be said about Chad Dylan Cooper. He was undeniably good-looking, and it was impossible to forget his face. He was also undeniably conceited, and made you want to strangle him. But when you needed him, he was there for you. He cared about you. He had a heart, believe it or not.

Well, kind of.

I still didn't know what to think of him, even after four months of being on So Random! But, ever since he pretended to be my biggest fan on the show, my feelings for him changed…a lot. I got this tingly feeling in my stomach when I saw him. I always thought I would say something wrong when I was around him. I laughed a little too loud, smiled a little too wide, and acted a little too…not me. Naturally, I would think that I had a crush on him. Except that I refused to admit that to myself.

Until now. I was helpless, falling head over heels for him. There was no denying it, so I might as well just say it out loud—well, in my head: I like Chad Dylan Cooper. I don't think 'love' was the case yet, but I definitely liked him…a lot.

I fell asleep on the couch that day, and I woke up with a jolt from a vibration on my cell phone. It was a text, from Tawni. It read: "Loser, get off the couch! Rehearsal's starting right now." I freaked and jumped out of bed, zipped on my carrot costume for our lunch sketch, and raced downstairs.

I found Nico, Grady, Zora, Tawni, and Marshall already doing the sketch. Luckily, I didn't have to come in until later. "Marshall!" I said, and looked around. Instead of the usual cafeteria setting, it had changed to a park scene. "What happened to the lunch sketch?"

"Ah, Sonny!" He turned around and motioned for me. "We, uh, had a change of plans. We are going to do the lunch sketch next week instead. Tawni thought of a great new one!"

I was taken aback. "Oh, well, uh, when do I come in?" I asked.

"Oh, uh, this one doesn't include you. Sorry, kiddo!" Marshall said. He gave me a big smile and turned back to the sketch. I frowned. What a waste of my time! I could be happily sleeping right now.

Just as I was about to turn and go back up to my room, I heard Chad's voice over my shoulder saying, "Nice costume." I turned around to see his smirking face. His gorgeous—but obnoxious—face.

"Ha ha," I said jokingly. "Well, it's better than wearing the same uniform over and over again."

"You are so funny," he replied sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing here anyways? I thought you were banned from here."

"Correction," interrupted Chad. "You are banned from our set. You never banned me."

"Our security guard should know our enemies by now."

"Maybe. But you just can't keep out a face like this," he said, and gestured to his face for what seemed like the fiftieth time today.

I rolled my eyes again. "Whatever. Why are you here? Got nothing to do over in your little drama-filled falls?"

Chad quickly got defensive. Insulting his show was like insulting his pride. "Our show isn't drama, it's reality! How many times do we have to tell you guys?"

I laughed loudly, and Marshall quickly told me to quiet down. I glanced over at Tawni, who was looking at us carefully.

"Don't you have to be obnoxious somewhere else?" I said. "Your face is starting to get me in trouble for not doing anything at all. And I want to take a nap."

"Is it that, or are you just out of comebacks?" he sneered.

"Is it that, or are you just out of comebacks?" I imitated in a high-pitched voice. "Get out!"

As I started to push him out the door, one of the airheads from MacKenzie Falls—Kristen—came in. "Chad, baby, we have to go rehearse," she said, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him lightly on the lips. Chad smiled and tipped her chin up to his face and kissed her back.

Instantly, I let go of Chad. My mouth dropped open. My heart stopped beating. Was it just me, or was it getting hot in here? My throat felt clogged suddenly, and I was having a hard time breathing. Chad turned around and looked at me as if he had forgotten I was there.

"See ya," he said, and turned around, walking with his arm on Kristen's shoulder. She turned around and laughed at me, as if she had defeated me at something. And she did. She had stolen Chad away from me. Just when I was opening up my heart to him, he tore it apart into a million pieces. I turned and ran towards my dressing room, tears welling up in my eyes.