Okay, so this is my first story to post up on here, I plan on it being long, but I promise you it will be good. I am not very good at starting stories but I am terrific at writing once I get toward the middle and more in my comfort zone. Please review. I don't have school today, so I hope to have at least another chapter up today... just something to get that little hook on you so that if you see it's been updated you think that you might as well see what's happening.

[Chad]

"Oh, okay, our show is stupid, right? At least we can actually think of plots! Over at your show all you do is think of the worst thing that could possibly happen and you put it in the scene," Sonny hurled this at me, "and it's genius." She added sarcastically after a few moments. I chuckled quietly to myself at how long it had taken her to think of this minor detail. A smug expression grew on her face and I knew that she hadn't noticed my reaction.

"Genius," I smiled at the scornful look she threw at me, "Thanks, Sonny. I was trying to think of a way to describe the Falls; I think that the trophies would agree with you, too." Her cryptic eyes probed my expression and her nose wrinkled just a little at the bottom; I couldn't help but smile.

"You know what, Chad?" Her hair swung gently back and forth, as she shook her head to add to the façade of disgust; a smell somewhat like coconuts stirred in the foot air between us.

"What, Sonny?" I tilted my head just a bit and slightly squinted my eyes at her; that Sonny expression was plastered across her face, and it was one of her only expressions that I was still clueless about.

"Chad," I smiled involuntarily at the amount of emphasis she put on my name, "You are the most egoistic, conceited, self-absorbed, over-spoiled diva I have ever met." She scanned my face as the corners of her lips turned up and down as if she couldn't decide between emotions, eventually they settled on up.

"You do realize you basically just used for different words for the same thing, right?" I asked her; This should really set her off, I thought as I grinned and looked deep into the chocolate-brown eyes in front of me.

"You do realize they all describe you, right?" She hurled back at me, "And jerk, too. That definitely deserves a spot on the list." I couldn't help but smile at her.

Then, the random boys came up behind her and the skinny one grabbed her by her elbow, whispering something like, "Sorry to interrupt your daily fight with Chip Dramapants but Marshall said we needed to practice the sketch…"

"I'll be right there," she told them before turning back to me, "We are not done Chad." She said poking me in the chest with her dainty little finger, "We'll finish this later." And then she stomped off.

I walked back over to my table and picked up my tray of half-eaten food; everyone looked up at me, then most of them just shrugged it off and went back to their conversations. Portlyn and Chloe were still looking at me as I walked away to go dump my tray.

I couldn't even remember what me and Sonny had even been fighting over this time. I laughed quietly to myself. Most of the time when me and Sonny fought I forgot about anything except her and what was happening at that exact moment. This is what I thought about as I walked to my dressing room to make sure that Chad Dylan Cooper was looking the best he could, even though CDC at his worst was still better than most other faces.

[Sonny]

I half-ran half-sipped down the halls from the cafeteria to Marshall's office and when I got there I discovered that everyone had been waiting for me. As I walked in everyone looked awkward and bored, almost like the waiting room at a doctor's office; even Tawni looked up from the nails she had been filing and looked a little relieved when she saw that I was there.

I smiled awkwardly and took a seat, while looking around the room. I saw Zora fidgeting impatiently in a chair in the far corner across from where I sat. Marshall cleared his throat and I looked nervously up at him. I did not like the vibe that was in the room.

"Well," Marshall cleared his throat again, "I have some news for you all." He swallowed dryly. This is not going to be good news, and he knows it, I thought to myself. Buying more time, he picked up a cup of water off of his desk and took a sip.

"Marshall?" Everyone took their eyes off of Marshall for a moment, as their gazes flicked to me and back to the balding man behind the desk.

"Um," Marshall began, with one hand behind his head rubbing his neck uneasily. "We decided that it is time you guys got out of the studio!" He said with fake-enthusiasm. We all glanced from one another with wide eyes and clueless expressions. "You're going on a field trip!" he clarified; more fake enthusiasm.

"What?" I said, clueless to what could have possibly brought that up.

"Well, we decided that it would be nice if you kids got a break, with So Random climbing the charts so quick-" Before he even got to finish his sentence, Nico and Grady had cut him off.

"You mean like-" Nico began.

"A vacation!" Grady finished, both of them beaming.

"Well, kind of, I guess." He paused and considered something. "You will be getting two buses and will be traveling across the States. It will range from a couple of weeks to a couple of months; that is, depending on how well it works out…"

"Aaah!" I heard Tawni scream in excitement, "Will there be shopping?" Nico and Grady started their own conversation, each one talking overtop of the other, though. Zora was talking now too, to whom I do not know, and I believe Marshall was even talking to himself, apparently relieved. I began to try to ask Tawni something, but she was too caught-up in Tawnitown to even realize that I was there. The room became a big jumble of voices before Marshall silenced us and asked us if we wanted to know more about what we would be doing.

He told us that it would be something like taking the show on the road and doing live performances, stopping every-so-often to see something of significant value, such as the state capital or Gettysburg or even D.C. He told us that he meant to tell us sooner, but it had just been okayed, and since we were recently done taping enough episodes to air on future dates… the sooner, the better!

When Marshall was finished Tawni ran down the hall, heading towards our dressing room. Nico and Grady were going to go start packing all the video games they could find and I believe that they we debating something about whether to annoy Murphy for old-times sake or to just stay out of trouble for a while… I was clueless on that subject. I hadn't seen Zora leave the room, which made me wonder where she had disappeared to and how long she could have been gone.

I thought that I would walk down to the dressing room and start packing, too, but when I passed by and peeked my head around the corner; seeing Tawni talking fastly to herself while frantically throwing things across the room, I decided it best to just walk away.

I couldn't think of anything important to do, so I would just go find Chad and see if he wasn't in the middle of taping. Maybe, I could rub the whole vacation thing in his face. Yea, I thought to myself, That sounds like the perfect thing to do. I turned down the hall and headed toward McKenzie Falls.

[Chad]

When I had gotten to the set, we were informed by our director that we were going to get a few weeks off. He told us that he was sorry that there was so little time before we were going to leave, only two days, but we had just gotten the 'okay' and he said that we deserved a break as soon as possible. With that being said, everyone had scurried off in different directions to pack and go on last minute shopping sprees (Portlyn.)

It wouldn't really take me that long to pack, but I decided that I might go throw some things in a bag before I go rub it the Randoms' faces that we wouldn't be here for a few weeks. As I turned down the hallway to go to my dressing room, I collided with a brunette.

"Ow," she said, as she picked herself off the floor and into a sitting position about a foot in front of me. "Watch where you're going!" She rubbed the back of her head with one hand and slapped the lower part of my leg with the other.

I stood up slowly and then looked in the reflection of myself a picture frame on a wall to fix my hair before I helped her up. I had to look good when I gave her the bad news.

"Sure, Chad," I snapped my face away from the mirror and looked at her, still flattening my hair with one hand. "Don't worry about me, but God forbid the part of your hair is off." said an annoyed Sonny from the floor.

"Oh, sorry." It was best not to tell her that I had only been fixing my hair so that it looked good when I decided to help her up; I also decided it would be easier just to let her think that I hadn't been going to help her up the whole time anyways.

I extended my hand to help her up, and she stared at it for a moment, "Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't have cooties," I said with a smile as she took my hand and wrapped both of her hands around it. I pulled her up, for as tall as she was, she didn't weigh much.

I scanned her face to see if I had been forgiven or if another fight was brewing. It looked like I had been forgiven, but that odd expression was on her face again. I thought about all that had happen in the past minute or so trying to figure out what I could have done, and what her expression could mean. My thoughts were broken by Sonny's voice.

"Um, Chad?" She said awkwardly.

"Hmm?" I said looking up from the floor that I had been staring at and meeting her stare. Now it wasn't just an awkward expression, but she was getting a pink tint to her cheeks. This is weird… I thought to myself, The only times that I had seen Sonny blush since I first met her was on the fake-date and backstage at that talk show, possibly prom night, too. I grinned at her, and the color deepened.

"Chad," she said with an uncomfortable tone, "Can- Can I have my hand back?" She bit her lip a little bit.

"Oh," I said shocked that I hadn't noticed it, "Yeah, s-sorry 'bout that." I dropped her hand, brushing her skin as her arm fell to her side; that was another thing that hadn't happened in a while.

We stood in silence for a while, before I broke it, "Uh, what were you running down the halls toward McKenzie Falls for, anyways?"

"Oh, yeah." Her eyes widened, "I just wanted to rub something in your face-"

"Me too!" I smiled at her, but she still stood there, proud of herself.

"Well, mine's better."

"I doubt it, but whatever… I'll let you say it before you hear mine and realize how much better mine is."

"Really, Chad, really?" I gave her a look that said 'Yes, really, Sonny.' She rolled her eyes at me, then smiled, "We get to go on vacation!"

What?