Author's Note: I have to say that I am so very honored and humbled to have read all of your reviews for First Kiss and The Opposite of Jealous. It sounds so cliché, but I really do smile every time I read a thoughtful review, so thank you all! This is my first multi-chapter Sonny/Chad fic, so I hope you all enjoy it!

Disclaimers: I do not own Sonny With a Chance, nor do I own Miley Cyrus or her song "7 Things," whose lyrics are featured throughout this story. (If you don't figure it out right away, each chapter is going to be one of the '7 things' that the song mentions. I just tweaked them a bit to give them a Channy feel.)

Please, sit back, relax, and enjoy the first chapter of this story. I hope to update on a somewhat regular basis, but due to work and schedules next week (I'm totally seeing Demi Lovato in concert next Saturday night!) I may not be able to update every few days or week. But please, stick with this story if you enjoy it, and let me know by commenting!

7 Things

"…but nothing's ever gonna change until you hear, my dear, the seven things I hate about you. The seven things I hate about you, oh, you…"

Chapter 1: You're Vain

"Chad Dylan Cooper, you are the most self-absorbed, annoying human being I have ever had the misfortune of coming into contact with!"

To say that Sonny was fuming would be an understatement. If she were a volcano, she would have been Vesuvius right before the terror of Pompeii. If she were a balloon, her rubber remnants would have been scattered onto the dirty ground. If she were…well, you get it.

Hands clutching her hips, the brunette's wild eyes locked on her nemesis' own. Chad seemed entirely unfazed by Sonny's shouting.

"Sonny, Sonny, Sonny…" he began slowly.

"Don't even start with me, Chad," she snapped. "Your vanity has once again ruined what would have been a nice day for me."

Chad's eyebrows rose skeptically and he turned from where a make-up assistant was gently patting his face with powder. He shooed her away and she heartily obeyed, mumbling "What a relief" on her way off set. Once the woman was out of sight, Chad rose from his chair and stood, arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Now, would you please explain to me how I could have possibly ruined your day?"

The brunette's eyes narrowed. "The fact that you are so shallow and vain and an all-around un-caring human being has left me to deal with a pretty distraught Melanie."

Chad glared at Sonny as they squared off, but couldn't help but be stung by her words. Is that really how she felt about him? Did she really think that he was a selfish human being, incapable of thinking about anyone other than himself?

"What does Melanie have to do with me being vain?"

"Well, for starters, she said that you broke up with her through a text message," Sonny began.

Chad shrugged his shoulders. "You already know that I don't dump girls to their faces. It's just easier that way," he said. "And besides," he repeated, "what does that have to do with me being vain?"

"You didn't let me finish," she huffed. Chad waved his hand, and the brunette continued. "She said that all you ever talked about on dates was yourself and how great you were and how lucky she should have been to be dating you, and on, and on…"

Sonny had trailed off to find Chad checking his reflection in the mirror.

"…and I rest my case!" the brunette actress exclaimed.

Chad diverted his attention from the teen heartthrob in the mirror and back to the aggravated young woman in front of him. "Your case is flawed," he retorted.

Sonny laughed. "Oh, my case is flawed? If anything is flawed in this room, Chad Dylan Cooper, it's you. You bought her a mirror for Christmas!"

"…so?" Chad asked.

"The mirror was so you could look at your reflection!" she cried.

Chad appeared to be deep in thought for a moment. "Wait, so, what's your point?" he asked lazily.

Sonny groaned in frustration. "My point, Chad, is that your ego is bigger than the entire state of California! My point is that you're a heartless jerk, that you couldn't go two minutes without looking at yourself…should I continue?"

Chad put his hand over his heart. "Ouch, Sonny, that hurts," he dryly remarked. "If you are through with insulting me, I have a real television show to rehearse for…" Chad turned his back on Sonny, knowing that the brunette was far from being through with yelling at him. He couldn't help it. For a reason unbeknownst to him, he just loved to push Sonny's buttons.

Instead of an outburst, Chad barely heard Sonny's response. With a shake of his perfectly styled blonde hair, the actor turned to face his opponent.

"Can you repeat that, Sonny?" he asked.

Sonny heaved a sigh and stared at the floor for a moment before locking eyes with Chad. "Why are you so vain around everyone anyway?"

The forwardness of her question stunned him. Why was he so arrogantly vain around everyone that he knew? He supposed that it had to do partially with the media. They built him up so much and put him on a pedestal – how else was he supposed to act? It had to do with the way that he saw himself, also. Chad Dylan Cooper could not be the famous star of the hit tween drama Mackenzie Falls and be humble about it, now could he? He had to, obviously, believe that he was the best in order to become the best.

But why was it that, around Sonny Monroe, Chad saw himself in an entirely new light. Around her, his arrogance and pride were ugly creatures, detestable, vile, and not at all resemblances of the glory and excellence that Tween Weekly wrote about. What made being around Sonny so different?

He refused to acknowledge that it was because he liked her, because he didn't. Or, rather, he couldn't. To like Sonny would mean that Chad would have to become someone completely new, completely different, and completely… Completely what? Admirable? Sincere? Genuine? Romantic? Because he, Chad Dylan Cooper, would be choosing Sonny Monroe. Instead of random fans fawning all over him, or drooling co-stars merely interested in dating for fame, Chad would be selecting, hand-picking a girl that he wanted.

And he wasn't sure that he was ready for that, no matter how jealous he got when Sonny went on dates, or how crazy she made him feel when they held hands, or how down he would feel after seeing her frown. No matter what butterflies, heart-skips, or fuzzy feelings settled inside of him, Chad resolved to not succumb to Sonny's charm, if only for the sake of the popularity of Chad Dylan Cooper.

Chad knew he had been zoned out, because Sonny snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Hello, I know that there may not be much inside of there to work with, but when someone asks a question, they usually like an answer."

Chad shook his blonde hair and took a step toward Sonny, lowering his voice. He beckoned with her to lean in, and she obliged, hoping that Chad couldn't hear the sound of her heart pounding underneath her jacket. With his mouth to her ears, he whispered: "I don't like to ruin my image, okay? Let's just keep that as our secret."

Sonny swallowed and nodded and Chad pulled his face away from her hair, regrettably. She smelled like strawberries. Their eyes connected, faces dangerously close, before both jumped back and cleared their throats simultaneously.

Sonny fumbled. "So, uh –"

"You know, I better –"

"Wait," Sonny said, causing Chad to pause. "Chad, I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. It's just that, to all these people, you're so obnoxiously vain and self-centered. And, even though you say that you can't help it, I know that you can. Who knows, Chad, maybe if people saw the real you, you'd get more dates," she concluded with a chuckle.

Chad rolled his eyes, but drew himself to full height and puffed out his chest proudly. "Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't need to get more dates." He would never tell her that the only opinion that really mattered to him was hers. Ugh, he thought, when did I turn into a chick-flick?

It was Sonny's turn to roll her eyes. "Whatever Chad," she responded with a smirk. Before turning on her heels to leave, the brunette appeared thoughtful.

Chad's eyebrows furrowed. "That's your thinking face. What are you thinking about now?"

With a dismissive wave of her hand, Sonny feigned casualty. "Oh, nothing, I was just thinking that the reason Zac Efron has more fans than you is because he's not vain."

The brunette didn't wait to see her rival's expression as she skipped toward her studio, but she heard him floundering for an explanation and yelling it across his set.

"Bu-but, oh, I am so less vain than Zac Efron!"

Chad's make-up assistant had returned and he looked toward her for affirmation. The blonde woman looked the flustered star up and down.

"No comment."

It's a bit of a shorter chapter, but I don't think these seven chapters are going to be very long at all. The last one may be, but of course that is a few chapters down the road! I hope you all enjoyed, and give me constructive feedback if you can. Thanks again!