Author's Note: I've recently started reading the Perfect Chemistry series (which is actually better than I expected) and wanted to write a fanfic for it using a pairing that hasn't been used before - Shelley & Carlos. This version of Shelley will be different from the one in the book - she will be disabled, but her disability only affects her legs and she has to use a wheelchair, she'll be seventeen and a very strong-willed character.

Hope you enjoy

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Chapter One

Shelley POV

"SHELLEY!"

I practically jumped a foot off my seat and dropped half the books I was carrying on the floor, as my blonde BBF Emma ran towards me. She looked like a child that was just told they were moving to Disney Land, but being friends with someone like Emma for eight years I had learnt that that look on her face could cause trouble.

"What's up?" I asked her, as I moved my wheelchair to the side to reach my books and shove them in my locker.

"Guess who is in charge of arranging the senior prom?" Emma gushed and I rolled my eyes, already knowing the answer "ME! Oh my god, this prom is going to be awesome!"

I grinned at Emma, she was fun, flirty and pretty with blonde curls and bright blue and she loved to be in charge of big events. This was right up her street and I think Fairfield High was going to be in for a shock.

"What's the theme going to be?" I asked as we started heading towards the car park, Emma walking at the speed as my chair and practically glowing with excitement.

"Haven't decided yet, but we have far more important issues" Emma said as we reached the student parking lot and she turned to me "who are you going with to prom?"

I looked at her in exasperation, she seriously loved to play cupid and unfortunately I was one of her main challenges. I wasn't that bothered about dating right now, this was my senior year of high school and to be frank, most of the guys at this school were idiots.

"No one," I told her simply "I'm not even sure if I'll be going, it's in three months so what's the rush?"

"Babe, you've got to get yourself out there" Emma said firmly, looking dead serious "you're really quite pretty you know, if you changed your style more guys will notice you."

Seriously, are we living in the 18th century where women needed to conform to the ways of society and were judged if they did not have a suitor? I was more than happy to dress in casually and not get all dressed up for a guy, keeping my long brown hair tied in a ponytail and wear clothes that I wanted to.

"A guy should like me for me, not what I wear or look like." I told her simply.

I had always had that attitude towards life, don't judge a book by it's cover and don't let anyone try to change you. Growing up using a wheelchair didn't defy who I was, my family treated me like everyone else and I never expected any special treatment or used my the fact I use a wheelchair as an excuse for anything.

Emma chuckled, shaking her head.

"Girl, I'm telling you," Emma smiled "one day a hot guy will sweep you off your feet and there won't be anything you could be about it."

"Who ever thinks they can sweep me off these wheels will need a seriously big broom." I grinned and we both started laughing.

When I got home, I found Alex (my soon-to-be-brother-in-law) cooking in the kitchen. Alex was in his early twenties and was Mexican, but had grown up in the USA all his life. He was tall, with brown skin, jet black hair and many tattoos on his arms, but he was a nice guy and he was marrying my sister so he had my approval. Alex had been with my sister Brittney since they started high school and had moved in last year, Brittney and Alex were basically my legal guardians (my dad never stays home more than a few days at a time because his job requires him to travel and my mum is living with her latest boyfriend in a completely different state), but we seemed to have a good family unit.

"Hey, Shell." Alex said as I sat at the table, smiling at me before turning back to the pot he was cooking "how was school?"

"Same old, how was your day?"

"Stressful," he sighed and looked seriously annoyed "my brother Carlos is acting up and my mum has kicked him out. Brittney has gone to pick him up at the airport, he's moving in with us and will be spending his senior year at your school."

I heard of Carlos, he was famous for being a ladies man and into gang stuff but we'd never actually met before.

"My brother can be a lot to handle, but Carlos has been through a lot and he has a good heart," Alex said, sitting at the table and looking at me sincerely "would you mind keeping an eye on him, I just want someone to keep him in line when he's at school."

I hesitated, but the pleading look on Alex's face made me give a reluctant nod.

"Alright, sure." I said giving a small smile as Alex looked at me in relief "we've got a peer guide programme, I can sign up to be his for the first week."

Alex grinned at me "Great, Brittney should be back any minute with him now and you'll be able to meet him properly."