Hey, this is the sequal to You'd Be Surprised, which was the sequal to Chad with a Sister. It's sort of based off the song "All We Are" by OneRepublic, but not entirely. If you don't feel like reading CWAS and YBS, and just want to read this, or if you can't remember some things that happened in those, you can PM me if you want the summaries of both stories. And I don't mean like how fanfic puts out summaries - actually summarizing the whole stories...in four paragraphs. xD

Let you be warned - my main focus right now is Whisk Me Away, so this might not be updated that often, but I'll try my best. :) Doing two stories at once is kind of difficult, especially when you throw school in there too.

This is set in the future. Though if you actually pay attention, you can tell that.

I don't own SWAC.

Chelsea stepped into the apartment, a box in her hands. She set it down in one of the only free spaces on the floor, putting her hands on her hips and looking around, smiling. She was happy to finally move out of her parent's house, and she felt happy about the apartment she had chosen. It wasn't that big, but it wasn't that small, either, and she was sure it would be fine to live in.

Chelsea's twin brother, Chad, walked in the door behind her, carrying the last box. He looked around and sighed, seeing there was no where to set it.

"So, looks good, huh?" Chelsea asked him, smiling. Chad raised his eyebrows at her.

"Good? What do you mean, good? There's stuff everywhere!" he set the box he was holding down on top of another box, motioning around to the nowhere near empty apartment. Chelsea shrugged, seeing his point.

"Well, besides that. It's a pretty good size for only two people. And the..well, layout, looks nice."

Chad rolled his eyes. "Remind me why I chose to move out with you? Brothers and sisters don't normally do that."

"We're twins - more special connection." Chelsea smiled.

"But compared to the mansion we moved out of..this place...well, it sucks!"

Chelsea crossed her arms over her chest in a childish manner, frowning. "Fine, Mr. Grumpy Pants. Be that way." she attempted to stomp off, but it was difficult considering the boxes nearly made a maze in the living room of the apartment. She eventually found her way to the kitchen and entered it.

"Mr. Grumpy Pants?" Chad muttered, slightly confused. "We're twenty one, Chels, not eight!" he yelled to his sister, who "pfft"ed in response.

"You're just jealous," Chelsea said as she walked back out of the kitchen. "Aunt Cookie still likes me more." she smirked, biting into the apple she had in her hand.

"Whatever, Chels. And, by the way, where the heck did you get that?" he pointed to the apple.

She looked at it, her eyes flickering with confusion. "I don't really know..."

"Okay..." Chad narrowed his eyes a bit at her. "Whatever. Why are you still playing the Aunt Cookie card? You know she likes us equally."

"She just said that to make you feel better." Chelsea smirked.

"Oh, really?"

"Really."

"Fine."

"Fi-" Chelsea stopped as she saw her brother's eyes fill with hurt. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did that remind you of.." she trailed off as Chad sat down on the (surprisingly empty and already placed) couch. "But remember," she smiled. "You're over her - remember, Chad? Over her!" Chelsea sang the last bit.

"Supposed to be." Chad scoffed.

"Come on, Chad, that was two years ago." Chelsea sighed. They had been through this a few times. If Chelsea didn't feel bad for him, she would have been frustrated, angry, but she knew exactly what he was going through. The pain from her and - she couldn't even say his name's - breakup still surfaced now and then, but she tried to force it back down.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Chad closed his eyes. He understood that Chelsea was tired of cheering him up constantly. He opened one of his eyes and studied his sister, who was now sitting next to him. "How..how do you, you know, deal with it?"

Chelsea stood up and took a deep breathe, releasing it with a sigh. "I don't." she nearly whispered, before disappearing back into the kitchen.

Well, there you go, the prologue thingy. It's short, yes, but it tells you some of the stuff that's going on right now. Chelsea and Chad are twenty one, now, and they moved out of their parents house and into an apartment.

-Abbie