Chad had been super excited about the children from the Isle of the Lost coming to stay in Auradon. He couldn't wait to meet the new faces. Perhaps there would be a beautiful girl whom he could charm the pants of off, quite literally.

But the descendants of villains were not at all as Chad had expected. He knew things were different on the Isle, but he hadn't dreamed that the four teenagers would stand out quite so sorely in this new setting. He stood off to the side of Ben, Audrey, and Fairy Godmother, watching the greeting.

The first one he noticed had deep purple hair. She was pretty, but Chad took note of some other things: for example, judging by her posture and facial expressions, she would definitely be more trouble than her pretty face was worth.

Chad shifted his eyes toward the next girl, absolutely beautiful and with soft blue hair. Chad studied her carefully and liked what he saw, but she was tall, too tall for Chad. What's more, she seemed a little bit ditsy. As Chad played that part as well, he knew he needed a more down-to-earth love interest, one who might even be known as, 'smart.'

Somewhat disappointed that he wasn't interested in the female transfer students, Chad did a once over of the first boy. Long dark hair, muscular, obviously a player. Then his eyes finally found the youngest of the four.

He first noticed the chocolate plastered around the boy's mouth and sticking to his fingers. He had a rather childish look on his face, as if he'd been caught stealing cookies. Chad was feeling a way, but he didn't know what way it was.

That night Chad headed into Jay and Carlos's room to introduce himself. He was hoping the new guys would try out for the Tourney team.

Sounds of a video game emanated from behind the closed door, and Chad ginned to himself before knocking. The electronic noise stopped immediately and the door swung open a moment later, revealing Carlos with a rather nervous look on his freckled face.

"I'm Chad," said Chad as he walked in, looking around. He had helped orchestrate the setup of the bedroom so as to make the guys feel more welcome, and it had turned out well.

"Carlos. Jay isn't in here." He introduced himself hesitantly, sitting down on his bed.

Suddenly Chad saw himself in his mind's eye walking over to the younger boy and kissing him hard. His face flushed red at the thought and he stammered out loud, "Just wanted to meet you. See you around."

And with that, Chad practically fled from the room.

Chad lay on his bed, mentally replaying his encounter with Carlos over and over again. Chad had imagined himself doing crazy things before, and he had done many of them. But never had he ever wanted so badly to kiss anyone, let alone a boy.

This was not who he was. He wouldn't let it be. Chad couldn't be… that way; his parents would kill him, his friends would leave him, and he'd never be able to look Carlos in the face again.

Surely Chad was just confusing his feelings for something they weren't. Carlos was a little guy, and Chad had a kind heart. He wanted to do everything he could to protect the kid and make sure he was feeling at home. But Carlos was just so… vulnerable looking.

Which was a major part of the problem. Had Chad caught the feelings for, say, Ben, or even Jay, he would have been up front about it. But Carlos seemed so breakable, and Chad didn't want to break him. Carlos was straight, and he was young. Chad didn't want to take advantage of him.

He knew other people would try. Audrey, for one, had given him a very personal stare down today. Who could blame her, though? Carlos was a remarkably attractive guy. Chad wanted to be the one to keep people from hurting Carlos.

Besides, whatever he was feeling was temporary, and he had to fight it until it disappeared. But Carlos's freckles sprang back into his thoughts, perfectly placed across his nose and cheeks. Chad smacked himself in the forehead four times before pulling his pillow over his head and closing his eyes for the night.

The next day Carlos stood awkwardly at the front of the chemistry classroom, not knowing where to sit. Chad was being careful to not look at him lest he become lost in those deep eyes and never be able to detach himself from their depths. He heard the teacher say, "You can sit by Chad."

As Carlos sat down inches away, Chad could feel his heartbeat quicken in his chest. He hated it. He hated that Carlos made him feel this way. He hated Carlos. He needed to get rid of him as soon as possible so that he wouldn't forever bare the scars of an unrequited love.