A/N: Okay, guys. Confession time: I love SWAC and this is my first time writing a FanFic for it. I just started writing for it one day, and now I'm hooked. Don't worry, my PJO stories will be updated as well, but I'm writing this one too! Enjoy! (Another A/N at the end!)

"Randoms." Chad Dylan Cooper nodded at the cast of So Random as he past them on the way to lunch.

"Chad." The cast replied, nodding their heads in sync.

"Sonny." The heartthrob craned his neck to look at Sonny Monroe, who was texting on her phone. She barely raised her head to glance at Chad.

"Chad." She replied, then continued texting.

Chad rolled his sky-blue eyes and continued walking, but he wondered who Sonny was texting. Usually, the Wisconsin girl didn't text unless it was absolutely necessary.

Behind Chad, Tawni stopped filing her nails long enough to look at Sonny sideways.

"Why does he always say, 'Randoms' and then 'Sonny'? It's like you aren't a Random. Which you are." The blonde thought out loud.

"Yeah." Grady agreed. "I wonder why he does that."

Sonny rolled her eyes, in similar fashion as Chad had earlier. She pressed Send on her phone to send a text to her mom about dinner.

"Puh-leez. He's Chad. He's always like that." She replied.

"Sonny's right." Nico put in. "He is always like that. But only to Sonny."

"What?!" Sonny stuffed her phone into her small purse and pushed open the doors to the cafeteria. "What do you mean, 'Only to Sonny'?"

"Exactly what I meant. He's always like that. But only to you." Nico shrugged, taking a seat at a table.

"Pshh." Sonny protested. "There has been TONS of times when he's done that to you, or teased you like that, or said something like that, or. . ." The brunette failed to find ANY times when Chad had acted the way he had to any other of her cast members. She then also realized that she was sitting alone at the table. The rest of her friends had left, obviously not happy with the lunch choices.

She sighed.

"Why so cloudy, Sonny?"

"Chad." Sonny started in a low voice, soft and dangerous. "I told you to stop joking about that." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Sonny instantly regretted how she said them.

Chad was taken aback for a moment; a little hurt too, but he regained himself and put on a smile.

"Wow. You are mad. What's up with you?" he asked.

Sonny drew in a breath. "Nothing. I'm just . . .tired." She lied.

Chad nodded sympathetically. "I know. Me too. You would not know how hard it is to sword fight with Portlyn while she's pretending to be Devon, while I'm pretending to be Portlyn. Or is it the other way around?" He looked confused.

Sonny giggled and Chad grinned.

"There we go. Sonny is sunny again." He said.

"Oh, Chad!" a high-pitched voice filled the Commissary.

Chad let out a long sigh, and his smile disappeared.

"Yes, Dakota?" He replied, imitating the young girl's tone with a huge fake smile on his face.

"Daddy wants to speak with you!" Dakota grinned wickedly and tilted her head at Sonny. "Oh, it's the weather girl! Perfect! How's the temperature tomorrow? Is it going to be sunny, Sonny?" The young girl had a pink headband in her short, auburn hair, and she was wearing a pink tunic with black leggings.

Sonny sighed and got up from the table as Dakota and her six bodyguards got settled into the blue plastic chairs. She didn't realize that Chad was still next to her.

"Your—your father wants to talk to me?" He stuttered.

"Yes. Daddy does want to talk to you. In his office. Good luck!" Dakota sing-songed.

Chad walked nervously towards the door and Sonny followed him.

"It'll be fine." She whispered. Chad smiled weakly at her, and continued down the hall.

Nico and Grady entered the lunchroom, and their wide eyes followed Chad as he headed towards Mr. Condor's office.

"If you don't come out," Grady yelled after him. "can I get your private bathroom?"

Back in the cafeteria:

"Sonny?"

"Yes, Dakota?" Sonny turned and walked back towards the young girl.

"Sit." Sonny slid into an empty plastic chair.

Sonny waited patiently as Dakota took out a stick of chapstick of her small, pink, poodle purse, carefully applied it to her lips as if it were lipstick, and handed it back to one of her bodyguards. She took a deep cleansing breath and smacked her lips to make a popping sound.

"Dakota? Um. ."

"Patience, Sonny!" Dakota exclaimed, making Sonny jump.

"Sorry." The brunette quickly apologized. The studio's angel turned to Sonny.

"So," she said, propping her arms up on the table. "What's going on between you and Chad?"

"What?!" Sonny yelled for the second time today. She noticed Dakota taking notes on a piece of paper, so she replied meekly. "I mean, could you please repeat the question?"

Dakota smiled smugly. "You know what I mean. What. Is. Going. On. Between. You. And. Chad?" She repeated slowly.

"Wait," Sonny replied, realizing something was missing in Dakota's sentence. "Don't you always call Chad 'your future husband' or 'my true love'?" She burst into laughter, but stopped abruptly when she saw Dakota's harsh scowl.

"I would." Dakota glared off into the distance. "I would call him that. But Daddy figured out that I watched Makenzie Falls. And that I was making wedding plans! So what did he do?" She looked at Sonny. "WHAT DID HE DO, SONNY?"

"Um . . . grounded you?" Sonny guessed.

Dakota looked surprised. "Correct. And how long did he ground me?"

"Two weeks?"

"Exactly! TWO WEEKS OF NOTHING! NOT EVEN SHOPPING! AND DAKOTA CONDOR NEEDS TO SHOP!"

She turned to Sonny, who started nodding her head quickly.

"Yes—yes. Uh… Dakota Condor does need to shop."

"Good. So, that is why I convinced him that my liking of Makenzie Falls was Chad's fault."

"WHAT?!" Sonny cried. "How is it Chad's fault in any way at all?"

"Ah ha!" the little girl exclaimed holding a manicured finger in the air. "So you do care?"

Sonny mustered up all her acting skills to look shocked. "What? No way. I so do not care."

"It's okay, Sonny." Dakota patted her on the arm, and Sonny pulled away. "Don't need to worry about being my competition. I've fallen for someone else." She looked away with a dreamy look in her eyes. "Billy Samuels."

"Who the heck is Billy Samuels?" Sonny asked. "Which show is he on? Guest starring on Makenzie Falls for the week?"

This would annoy Dakota, but instead, she shook her head in a dreamy fashion. "No, silly! Billy Samuels is a boy in my class. But is he more than just a boy! He's a….god. That day when I asked for him to sharpen my pencil for me, I realized that there was a spark between us… a bolt of light… a…"

Sonny stared at Dakota with an expression of shock and horror. Dakota's eyes snapped back into focus and she glanced at Sonny.

"So now that it's an open field, how do you really feel about Chad? Because I'm here for you, Sonny. I really am."

Sonny's head was starting to spin. Dakota was comforting her? Maybe it was just so that Sonny could tell her that she liked Chad. Wait, what? She did not like Chad! Or. .

A/N: Hope you guys liked the first chapter!! Thank you psychncislover and lifeisveryshortsoami for reading my story!! :D Review if you'd like!