HEYY Y'ALL! Welcome to the second installment of my super awesome Channy story! Some of you have already read my other story, "Seducing Sonny". For those of you who have not, you may want to go read it now because while I do explain some stuff that happened in the last story, most of it isn't explained. I suppose you could read this one first, but you may get a little confused.

Anyway, I'm going to try my best to finishe this before school starts, but for some reason I have a feeling that this one is going to be longer than the first one so I may have to continue writing into the fall in which case I will definetly have to cute back on how often I update and I don't wanna freak anyone out, but there's a chance that if it goes into the fall, it may end up not getting finished. I will try to finish it, but all the stories I've finished, I've written over vacation and the other one I finished, I started a sequel in the fall and it kind of never got finished.

Okay, so for those of you who don't know me, I have a tendency to be slightly crazy at time so dont' get freaked out if I randomly type something random...anything else you wanna know, you can get off my profile.

There are going to be a few changes for this story. Mainly, it IS written in Sonny's POV rather than Chad's because Sonny's thoughts and feelings are the most important to the story line. Sorry guys, I know you love Chad's stupidity and super-cuteness, but I'm sticking with Sonny's POV (btw, my friend thinks sterling knight is ugly. what a fruit!)

One more thing before I begin...sorry about the super-gay title. I could not think of ANYTHING, but I really wanted to update so I used a title generater. The actual title they gave me was "Summer Day in Channy Love" but I thought "Summer Daze" sounded less...oh i dunno...RETARDED! Okay, well you can read the first chapter now! Sorry that was so long!

Summer vacation. It was finally here. No more school, no more So Random (not that So Random's a bad thing, but it's nice to take a break sometime) and best of all no Chad. That may sound a little bit harsh, but let me rewind and tell you what he did.

Two weeks ago, I fell in love with Chad Dylan Cooper. He had turned into this really sweet, sensitive guy and he won me over. Then I found out it was all just for a bet. Of course I was furious, but then Chad came to my house and apologized and we agreed that we would go back to the way things were before...or so we thought.

The past few weeks have been...awkward. I don't mean to, but I feel like I've been avoiding Chad. We've barely spoken in days and when we do it's just "Hey Sonny" and "Hi Chad", not our usual arguing. It's weird. I'm hoping things will be better by the time we both return to Condor Studios for the next season of our two shows. Until then, I'm going to be spending two weeks in Wisconsin with Lucy. That'll be just what I need to distract me from Chad.

"Sonny, are you finished packing?" my mom asked, knocking on my door.

"Not yet," I answered, folding up my cow-print sweater and forcing it into my suitcase. I sat down on top of it and struggled with the zipper for a good two minutes before I finally got it closed.

"Sonny, you forgot your toothbrush," my mom said, handing it to me. I groaned. There was no way I was opening up my suitcase again. I shoved it into my carry-on and grabbed my suitcase off the bed.

"Ready?" Mom asked.

"As I'll ever be," I answered. "Ever since the time I forgot to bring underwear on my week-long trip to New York City, I've been super paranoid about leaving things behind on trips (And don't worry. I bought new underwear there)

I loaded my crap into the trunk of my mom's car and got into the passenger seat.

"Seat belt," Mom reminded me. I rolled my eyes and buckled my seat belt.

"I know, Mom," I replied. She started the car and we were on our way to the air port.

When we finally got there, my mom refused to say goodbye. She held onto me and cried for about five minutes before finally letting me get on the plane. At first I was a little embarrassed, but other families were doing the same thing so I didn't stand out too much.

I just barely made it onto the plane in time. Unfortunately, I was traveling in coach and was forced to sit between a snoring grandpa and a little girl who kept trying to talk to me in some other language. Despite my attempts to get away from all the Chadness, I found myself thinking about him and how much easier this would be if he had loaned me his private jet. Pfft! Like he'd ever do that! We were barely even on speaking terms, let alone jet-lending terms.

It seemed like forever before we finally landed in Wisconsin. It took me awhile to get out of the airport since some chick accidentally took my bag instead of hers and then started hyperventilating when she saw who it really belonged to (Ha! And Chad says I don't have fans! AURGH! Why am I still thinking about him?) Then it took me a few minutes to find Lucy who pretty much tackled me once we spotted each other.

"My mom's waiting in the parking lot," she informed me. "Come one." I followed Lucy, who was so excited she was practically bouncing off the walls, to the exit and out to her mom's navy blue van.

"So fill me in," I said, once we were in the van on our way to Lucy's. "What's happened here since the last time I saw you?"

"Forget that," Lucy said, picking up an old issue of Tween Weekly. Oh no. "Explain this." She flipped through it until she found the dreaded two page spread of Chad and I. "Thanks for telling me about your boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Lucy's mom, Angela, exclaimed from the front seat. "Ooh. Is he cute?"

"He's gorgeous," Lucy answered, before I could speak. "He's Chad Dylan Cooper!"

"Chad Dylan Cooper?" she exclaimed. In her shock, she must have lost control of the wheel because we swerved to the left causing several cars to honk their horns at us. "Sorry," she shouted out the open window. The lady in the car behind us gave her the finger.

"Some people are so rude," she muttered under her breath.

"So, Sonny," Lucy said, shoving the magazine in my face. "Care to explain why you kept something like this from me?"

"We're not dating," I shouted. Lucy looked hurt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I just...I'm sick of people talking about Chad. For the past two weeks, it's been nothing but Chad, Chad, Chad. I can't take it anymore."

"I'm sorry," Lucy apologized. "So, wait...were you dating?"

"No," I answered. "I mean yes...well...sort of. It wasn't real though. I mean for him it wasn't...and then for me it wasn't...and now we're just...I don't know, Lucy. I really don't know." Angela turned into the driveway of their small two-bedroom bungalow and put the car in park.

"Thanks for the drive," I said. "And thanks for letting me stay here for the month."

"No problem, Sonny," she answered. "You practically used to live here anyway. It's been kind of lonely without my second daughter."

Lucy helped me lug my suitcase up the porch steps, through the door and into her room before we finally collapsed on her bed.

"I miss this place," I said, looking over at the collage of pictures of us that we'd started making when we were seven. Since then we'd added dozens more photos of us through the years. It almost took up half her wall now. I ran my hand over the pictures gently, remembering all the good times Lucy and I had had over the years. It almost made me want to move back here...almost.

Sure, Wisconsin had Lucy and my old school and cheese, but Hollywood had So Random and great shopping and amazing weather...and even Tawni. Despite our off-and-on fighting and the whole incident with me and Chad, we'd actually bonded quite a lot over the past year. I would miss her way too much if I moved back to Wisconsin.

"So what do you wanna do first?" Lucy asked. "Ooh! We could play MASH!"

"No thanks, Luce," I said closing my eyes. "I'm pretty tired. If you don't mind, I think I'm just gonna go to bed.

"Sure," Lucy answered, obviously disappointed. "Tomorrow though?"

"Fine," I agreed, smiling. Lucy was still the same MASH-loving girl I remembered. I never really understood the appeal of the game, but if it made Lucy happy, I was willing to suffer through a few games. After all, she'd done so much for me over the years.

I buried my face in Lucy's pillow and inhaled the smell of her favourite perfume. I had missed that smell. I burrowed under the blankets and closed my eyes. I was already asleep by the time Lucy turned off the light and crawled into bed next to me.

Woot! Chapter 1! If I seem really pumped, it's cuz i am...and cuz i drank like three cups of coffee to stay awake and write. Your welcome! I'll be expecting some reviews from people who've read the other one AND some new people btw so REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!

PEACE OUT SUCKAHS!

(Yes, I'm still going to say it at the end of every chapter...shit! now it's not the very last thing...)

PEACE OUT SUCKAHSS!