Author's Note: Well, here I am, attempting my first fic, which will be more than just one single chapter. People over at the Lucas forum, be prepared for even more randomness from me. Oh, this will be so fun.

Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical nor the cast, but if Lucas Grabeel were mine, that would be swell. I do own this particular Newton family though.


"I can't believe that of all places, here!"

Chelsea Newton was your average ordinary girl. She had a mom who worked as a businesswoman and your average annoying older brother. The only thing is that her family moved a lot. So here she was in their - up to now – tenth place: Albuquerque.

"Why, oh why, must we move here, of all places! It is so boring", Chelsea whined for the third time since they first arrived.

"I told you, sweetie, we're here because my boss requires me to supervise the new company here"

"But Mom…"

"No buts, unpack your suitcase, now."

So for the tenth time in her life, she was moving in to a new house, a new town. She had to admit it looked quite appealing though, but she'd never tell her Mom that. There were some decent-looking boys around here. However, another town meant she'd be going to yet another new school. She hated that word, "Another", she hated having to change and adapt all the time. Of course, her brother, Nicholas was perfectly fine with it, he seemed to fit in and have a great time anywhere. Oh, how she envied him. No matter what school she went to, she always seemed to stick out like a sore thumb, sure she made friends, but she was still probably at the lowest end of the social circle there.

Soon she fell asleep, thinking of what to wear on her first day of school, which sadly, was tomorrow.


"Rise and shine kiddos! You're going to be late!", screamed Mrs. Newton.

Groaning, Chelsea got up and stretched her aching bones, there was no way that she had gotten enough sleep. Dragging her reluctant feet along, she went into the toilet and brushed her teeth. Another day, another school, she thought as she stared into the mirror.


"Well, sis, I guess this is goodbye, you be strong now and fly like the little birdie that you are. You be careful and…"

"Oh shut up, Nicholas. Honestly!", Chelsea interrupted, snapping at him.

"I'm just trying to have a little fun, don't bite my head off", Nick chuckled.

"I'm sorry. I'm just a little…"

"Scared?"

"Terrified, what if I don't fit in? What if nobody likes me? What if…", Chelsea was completely panicking now.

"Woah Chels, no one could ever not like you. You worry way too much, you know? You're going to be fine. Trust me. Even if no one likes you, you still have me. We'll get through this together.", Nicholas reassured her.

"Thanks, I can always count on you."

"Hey, that's what big brothers are for, besides the whole pain in the butt thing. Now come on, let's go, we're gonna be late!"

Chelsea knew she could always depend on Nicholas. Even though he was only a mere two years older than him and seemed to be highly immature, he had always been the father figure to her, ever since they're real father left them, that is. Every breakup, every scraped knee or bad grade, he'd be there to comfort her, and she'd be there whenever he needed her, especially when there was girl trouble.

And together, they walked through the doors of East High. The Newton siblings.


Author's Note: Finally, I thought I'd never finish the first chapter. I completely suck at introductions, which is why I usually only write one-shots. Plus, I never know when to stop. To those who enjoy long chapters, I can't guarantee that, but hopefully the quality will be satisfying enough. Hopefully, you enjoyed reading this chapter and will come back for more. Please review.