d i s c l a i m e r: I do not own Sonny With A Chance.

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Sacrifice

Chapter 1

By Blue Scrubs

The thing they had at first had been small; a pathetic excuse for a relationship. The reason behind why they got together was simple: the publicity. Both their producers thought it was clever to have the stars from rival shows be, "boyfriend and girlfriend". It was a silly little fling at first, but then somehow it managed to change. The forced hand-holding melted into sincere caring. Frivolous 'I-love-you's' were now heartfelt. From what started out as mandatory love was now completely voluntary. Sonny Munroe had feelings for Chad Dylan Cooper, and it seemed like the feelings were mutual. That's why it hurt all the more when she caught the handsome actor making out with his co-star off set in the parking lot.

But that had been two weeks ago and she had broken it off quickly. In the time span of those fourteen days she had comforted herself and unconvincingly made herself believe that she didn't care. It was all just a spook for the paparazzi.

Sonny gazed at herself in the mirror, frowning slightly. She half-heartedly primped her chestnut curls and re-applied her lipstick. Standing up, she smoothed the crisp red pleats of her high-waisted dress. The lacy black cardigan that adorned her arms delicately emphasized her curves. Sonny slipped into her high-heeled, ebony sandals and sighed.

Just then, Tawni burst into the room and twirled around in her shiny, blue sequined dress.

She struck a diva pose. "How do I look?" she demanded, an air of superiority surrounding her in a thick shroud.

Raising an eyebrow Sonny replied, "Uh, fine."

"Just 'fine'?"

"You look great?"

She sniffed the air and smiled. "I know."

Rolling her eyes, Sonny picked up her purse. "Why do you even ask my opinion?" she muttered under her breath.

Disregarding what she said Tawni exclaimed, "Now hurry up! The limo's waiting outside!" And with that she hurried out of the dressing room, leaving Sonny behind without a second thought.

Sighing, Sonny slowly followed her. She flipped off the switch to the room and watched as all the lights flickered off. She opened and closed the door behind her, making her way down the hallway to the front entrance.

As she reached the door, she paused. Listening carefully, she could hear the crowd outside. She knew what she was facing the minute she opened the door: the paparazzi. The moment she opened the protective barrier, questions would be shot at her - questions that she knew she wouldn't like. And through it all she'd have to smile because she was Sonny Munroe - Hollywood's SonShine! and heaven forbid she show any emotion but happiness, right?

Resting her small hand on the handle, she let out a tight breath. Inhaling, she pushed down on the handle and swung open the door.

Immediately she was blinded by the flashes of cameras and flying questions.

"Ms. Munroe! Can you explain your relationship with Chad?"

"Why did you and the Mackenzie Falls heart throb break up?"

"What can we expect of you in the next season of So Random!?"

Her heart ached when His name was brought up, but she smiled politely anyways and waved to the crowd. She walked quickly down the roped off area and continued to smile a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. As she reached the limo, she turned around once more and gave the happiest grin that she could muster. Waving once, she gladly stepped into the limo with her waiting cast.

"Took you long enough," snipped Tawni.

"Not really," Sonny muttered, as the limo started off to their destination.

All of a sudden, a low rumble was heard. "Was that thunder?" asked Sonny.

"I can't get my dress wet!" squealed Tawni, looking out the window.

"No need to worry ladies, that was just Grady's stomach," clarified Nico. "He's hungry."

"I'm not hungry!" said Grady. Everyone gave him a look of disbelief. "I'm starving!" The confusion was cleared.

"Well Tawni Tip number forty-six!" started Tawni. "Never eat at a public event. Eat before or after or else you'll be seen as a pig shoving food down your mouth and then the next morning there will be headlines saying, Snacker Girl: Has She Ever Heard Of Calorie Count?!" cried Tawni, getting more and more emotional as she went on.

"But Grady's a boy..." said Nico, stating the obvious.

"Okay, so I was Snacker Girl! Okay? So what?! It was a cookie, but the photographer made it look like a hamburger patty!" yelled Tawni.

"Easy now," laughed Nico, hands up in defense.

"Here Grady," offered Sonny, holding up a peppermint. "You can have this."

"Thanks Sonny," sighed Grady as he unwrapped the little candy and shoved it in his mouth. "But I don't think this'll hold me."

"Well then we can all go eat after the event. How do hamburgers sound?" Sonny asked.

"Great!" agreed the entire group.

"Ugh!" groaned Zora. "I didn't even want to go in the first place!"

"Why not? It's for an amazing cause!" exclaimed Sonny.

"But I was working on the second model of the Cold Cut Catapult. I was going to call it the Cold Cut Catapult: Second Edition!"

Tawni snickered. "What an imaginative new name."

She received a death glare from Zora.

"Well it's okay. You'll be able to work on it when you get back," replied Sonny. "Plus, this foundation is worth it."

"What is it even do?" pouted Zora.

"It's called Make A Wish Foundation and it's for the terminally ill children. It's so that they can have their last wish. It's amazing," explained Sonny. "They can makes wishes like to see celebrities or to go to Disney World. I don't know who created this foundation, but it's absolutely amazing."

"Well I guess I see your point," sighed Zora. "I just really wish I could've finished my Cold Cut Catapult..."

"Oh look!" shouted Nico. "We're here!"

"Alright, let's go!"

Zora groaned, "Okay."

A few blocks from the Media Center stood a lone figure in a deserted alley way. The man looked on, watching all the celebrities gather.

He wore a dirty old wife-beater and torn cargo pants. His hair was tussled and he had a hint of a beard showing. His dark eyes gazed on; his mind reeling with various scenarios of what was to come. He was finally going to get the closure to a wrong that had tortured him for so long. He would get revenge against the damn traitor. And whoever got in his way would be dealt with accordingly.

Slowly, a twisted smile curled the corners of his lips and a glint of pure craziness reflected in his pupils. It was his fault he was like this. And it was his fault that he was going to die tonight. There was no escape. No way he could worm his way out of this one. The plan was perfect.

Stepping back into the alleyway, he disappeared into the shadows.