Hey. This is my brand new story called Fighting for Survival. Sorry about the bad summary. There is a better one below!

This is about a Alexandria, a girl who has been through some harsh and troubled times in her past. She moves into Toluca Lake, California and meets the Bolton clan. When instantly her and Dylan strike up a friendship despite the almost 4 year age gap between them everything seems as if it will go smoothly. However, when the movie star brother, Troy Bolton comes back from working in London, he sees something in her he does not like. But what is it? And what will he do about it? Read to find out!!

I hope you like my new story. It was originally intended to be a Zac Efron x OC story however since i cannot post those on here, i re-developed it to be a TBxOC story. For this we'll just say that Troy has a younger brother called Dylan.

Disclaimer: I own Alexandria, Charlie and Dawn.

The car pulled up in the street and slowly came to a halt outside a large townhouse with numerous shrubs, trees and plants surrounding the front of the house. It was a white brick and mahogany wood panelled house with a large set of stairs leading to the front door.

It even more beautiful than the pictures

I had looked at the house before deciding that this was the one i wanted. It had 2 bedrooms and 2.5 bathrooms with the most exquisite kitchen i had seen.

I stepped out of the car, shut the door quickly and then leaned against it. I stared up at my brand new house in awe of it, not sure what to do first; whether to go straight in or get some of my stuff out of the car.

I decided to get some stuff out of the car and opened the boot. I lifted two suitcases out; one rather large one, packed to the max with clothes and the other a smaller one filled with toiletries, accessories and the few little things i had of my own.

This place is going to be great, a brand new start for me. Away from everything i once was and onto who i am now. Something new and clean; a fresh slate to begin my life again and forget all about my old one. A new chance

I locked the car up and then made my way up the steps into my new house, opening the door and listening to the sound of it creak. My white heeled shoes made a clanging sound as i walked over the houses shining teak floors. I crossed over into the spacious living room which was void of any furniture or belongings except one grimy two seat-er sofa with a grey woolen blanket over it. I placed my cases down and took a deep breath, taking in the smell of the house and letting it out with a huge grin on my face.

To have a place to call my own has been a dream of mine since before i can remember. Just to have something that belonged to me and no one else; not someones hand-me-downs, or old clothes bought from charity shops that were too big for me in more than one way, not to fight over a toy that someone else wanted or a pair of shoes or lipstick that wasn't mine. But a nice place, somewhere i could be myself, somewhere i didn't have to fight for once in my life.

To be honest, i am a long way from home. About 5000 miles to be exact.

Scotland is so much different than California, and i know this having only been here a few hours. The temperature and weather for one thing; its so much warmer here, with a hot, dry temperature compared to that of Glasgow which is virtually freezing.

I walked from the living room across the hall and towards the back of the house. I pushed the dark wooden swing door open and stepped into mykitchen. It was fitted with brand new pine wooden cabinets, silver-ish granite worktops and brand new appliances including a silver fridge/freezer, black cooker, silver dish washer and silver toaster, microwave and kettle. The floor was tiled in the same granite as the worktops however it had a slight silver sparkle in it.

I was in complete awe of it. I was totally gobsmacked, it was a hundred times better than i thought it would be. And as i moved around the house, it got so much better and better.

DYLAN'S POV

I saw the white Jeep Compass pull up to the property across the street. It had been empty for around 6 months, and no one had been around to see it. As of yet, no one knew why, but i guess the reason had just been revealed. Someone was moving in.

I was outside on the driveway playing basketball; just shooting some hoops to keep me busy. It was the week-end after all and since i had no homework for school, i had nothing better to do than shoot some hoops. I bounced the ball at my feet, keeping my eyes trained on the car and watched as a girl stepped out and hopped down onto the street. She shut the door with a bang, before turning and facing the house.

At first glance, she had black hair that reached just past her shoulders, but as i watched her turn a little, an amazing shade of bright red shone of it in the sun. She made her way around the car, opening the boot and taking out a large suitcase and then a smaller one. She carried them both with her as she walked up the steps and into the house.

I watched her, looking her up and down and deciding she must have been older than me. She was wearing a black and white strappy dress that came down to around her mid-thighs. She also had on some white high heeled shoes.

I kept on moving my hand up and down until i realised i had been staring to long and the ball had rolled away ages ago. Well, i guess i better go and tell mom. I want to know who she is. She seems interesting even from this distance. Maybe she'll liven the place up a little.

I grabbed the ball from the grass and walked over to the house, running inside and straight to the kitchen.

Just as i got there my mom poked her head around the door. She smiled at me and narrowed her eyes.

"Did you smell it already? I was just coming to shout you for lunch. I swear sometimes you're as bad as Troy with that sixth sense of yours" she chuckled and moved back into the kitchen.

"Okay, no that wasn't what it was for, but i guess that's a bonus" i shrugged going into the kitchen to sit at the breakfast bar. My mom put down a plate with a chicken burger and salad along with a glass of cool milk. I smiled at her and reached for a hug.

"I guess you just know me so well mom" i chuckled.

"Well, you wouldn't be my son if i didn't know you Dylan" she shook her head, moving away and sitting at the opposite side to me to eat her own lunch. I started eating just before my dad wandered in to get his own lunch.

"Did you shoot hoops buddy?"

"Hmmmm?" i asked with my mouth full before swallowing and replying "Yeah dad, i sure did. Oh hey, yeah that's what i wanted to tell you. Some girl moved into the house across the street. I just saw her come out of her car and take some things in. Maybe we should go over and introduce ourselves".

"Hmmm, perhaps, or we could let her get all her stuff set up and what not first?"

"Nope" i said through a bite of my burger "She didn't have any stuff".

"Oh well, maybe tomorrow would be better, let her get used to the street. I'll make a cake or something to welcome her into the neighbourhood. And you better phone Troy. He's been wanting to speak to you".

"Yeah but he'll be asleep the now. It's only one o'clock so it's like 5 in the morning there. I'll call him later. Wonder what he wants?"

"Maybe just to talk to you" my dad said and then my mom slapped my forearm.

"And don't talk with your mouth full Dylan".

"Sorry" i said through some lettuce. She went to hit my arm again but i just gave her a sheepish look so she continued with her lunch.

ALEXA'S POV

I sat down on the only piece of furniture i had, which was the small two seat-er sofa that was here when i came in. I put the blanket over it and then relaxed back on it. I was sitting with a glass of red wine in my hand and i slowly ran my fingers through my hair, tousling it before taking a sip from the glass.

I let out a long sigh and just stared at the curtain covered window. I certainly had a lot of work to do concerning buying furniture and what not. Almost everything in the house would either have to be replaced or bought out right. The only thing in working order was the bathrooms and the kitchen.

At least it'll keep me busy until i start work next week.

I sighed again, thinking about Glasgow and the few people that i did miss. There was only two of them; my best friends Charlie and Dawn who meant the world to me. They stuck by me through thick and thin and never questioned anything i said or done.

They were the best friends a girl could ever ask for. And i just hope one day, I'll be able to see them again. But i don't think i can face going back to Scotland for quite a while yet. Too many bad memories and too much of my life was spent back there.

I looked out at the darkness covered street before placing my glass on the floor and putting my head down on the couch to try and get a little sleep hopefully.

END OF CHAPTER

There we go, i know it was really boring and nothing interesting happened. It was just a basic set-up. I don't want to give too much away yet. I hope you liked it. And i hope that you review as they mean the world to me.

And please check out my new ideas on my page; one of which is this. And tell me which one you like!!!!