AN: Hi All, well it's time for this Gilmore Girl's freak to try her hand at writing a fic about her favorite movie! This fic will be extremely AU which basically means I'm taking the characters and their personalities and having fun with them! Since it seems like the fan base of this movie is small, if you're reading my story please revieeww! This chapter is just an intro so it's shorter and only setting out the characters, it is also helping those who didn't even see the movie catch on. Somethings you should know:

Main Parings: Duke&Viola, Olivia&Sebastian

- Duke and Viola had never met
- The Cornwall coach isn't as pigheaded as in the movie
- Duke still is ignorant when it comes to girls, while Viola is still with Justin
- Sebastian is currently with Monique
- Viola stayed in Cornwall while Sebastian went to Illyria
- Olivia is still with her college boyfriend
- Both Duke's and Viola's friends are the same as in the movie
- Viola is better in soccer than in the movie, meaning she knows the tricks that Duke taught her in the movie.

Summary: Sebastian and his twin sister Viola are attending rival schools. What happens when Sebastian's roommate and captain of the soccer team, Duke and Viola go head to head on the soccer field? A different way for things to start!

I own nothing, although if Jenna Dewat would like to hand over her boyfriend Channing Tatum, I have no problem with that! I think that's her boyfriend, or maybe it's Amanda Byne's does anyone have a clue because I've been hearing both!

"Sis I don't think it's a good idea," he said protectively trying to ignore the loud voices of his room mate and his friends watching the Spanish channel Soccer game.

"Why not, I'm just as good and they'll be too scared of harming my female body parts to tackle me and trip me and things like that," she replied.

"Who is that man you're totally killing the soccer vibe!" yelled his room mate's brunette friend Andrew.

Sebastian sighed, his punishment for cutting numerous classes in his old school and getting sent to boarding school: being stuck with jocks as room mates and friends to hang out with. "I have to go Vi, I'll be at your first game I promise."

"Alright see you Sebastian, and break up with that ugly girlfriend Monique already will you?" she said before a click ended the call. Sebastian chuckled and put the phone down, turning to the three guys that were staring intently at their television screen.

"That your girlfriend?" The tallest and most built of the three Duke asked.

"Ew no, my sister," Sebastian replied, pulling his guitar out from his closet and getting ready for some sports free time in the lounge.

"Is your sister hot?" Toby asked suddenly interested. Sebastian shot him a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. These guys came off to him as typical jocks to him, but he wouldn't completely judge them right away. It had been after all only the first week at his new school Illyria and he knew better than to jump to conclusions.

"She's a great person," he replied, trying to be as vague as possible, honestly not wanting these guys to treat his sister like she was one of their soccer balls, passing her around like it was nothing. Not that they would do that necessarily, but it was just a perception he had of them.

"Means she's a dog," joked Andrew, not gaining any laughter at all.

"What ever, I'm going to the lounge see you guys later," Sebastian said closing the door behind him.

"Your room mates weird, first he's all close with his sister then he doesn't want to watch soccer," Toby said shaking his head as if it were blasphemy.

Duke shrugged. He really didn't care how weird his room mate was, at least he wasn't stuck with Malcolm Festes hearing him talk to Olivia Lenox in his sleep and having to feed a Tarantula named Malvolio. He didn't let his thoughts linger too long though on Sebastian because Spain had just scored a goal.

"Viola darling was that your brother on the phone?" Cheryl Hastings asked her daughter who was currently throwing her soccer ball up in the air staring at the ceiling.

"Yes mother," Viola replied rolling her eyes. Ever since her parents had divorced, her mother had spent all of her attention on turning Viola into a society girl wearing frilly dresses and going to charity galas, but it just wasn't her. Viola Hastings wasn't a tomboy per say, she still wore dresses and skirts and girly items like any other girl, she still enjoyed her occasional movie night with the girls painting nails and pigging out, and she still had infatuations with boys, especially her soccer playing boyfriend Justin. However, parading around looking like a swan in dresses with poofy sleeves and too much sequence was not her thing.

"How is his new school treating him? Did he make any friends?" Viola's mother asked her.

"He's great mom. Made friends with his room mate and his friends and has yet to be called into the Headmaster's office for any bad reason," Viola replied not being able to hide her smile thinking about the little anecdote her brother had given her about his first encounter with Headmaster Gold. Apparently, he had Sebastian sit in the Headmaster's chair and lectured him on how lucky Illyria was to have him while he spit shined his Vans.

"That's good," her mother replied idly going through her closet trying to find something with some kind of ruffling to it. "How was your day? I heard the girl's soccer team got cut. Such a shame…" she said not hiding her happiness at all.

"My day was great, I get to try out of the boy's soccer team," Viola replied with a smirk. She knew that this would peeve her mother to full extent but she just loved the way she cringed whenever she mentioned soccer.

Her mother whipped around as fast as her Prada heels and Donna Karen skirt suit allowed and faced Viola with a shocked expression. "Viola Hastings no! You cannot go play in the mud kicking around a ball getting everything dirty with a bunch of boys!"

"No way you can stop me mom," Viola shot back.

"Oh yes there is! If you do this then I am entering you into the Junior League's Annual Debutante Ball!" Cheryl Hastings said.

Viola's eyes widened. "What? Mom no! That's unfair and you know it!"

"That's too bad Viola, if you're going to go and roll around in the dirt for amusement then I'm going to get you all dressed up and in a gown for mine," she said finally before walking out of the room eager to find dresses, knowing that Viola wouldn't give up her soccer career.

Viola groaned. Her mother had been planning this all along, since she had found out about the removal of the girl's soccer team. This year was starting off to be a bad one. First, her brother had to transfer out of Cornwall because of repetitious cutting of classes, and then the team got cut.

Luckily, Coach Pistonek had agreed to let the girls try out for the team, seeing that they were perfect apt to join. Granted, it would take a lot of rule bending to let girls compete in the league, but he knew that Viola could most likely lead the team to victory, especially against Illyria their rival school that they would have to play at their first game.

But now, Viola had to decide if soccer really meant that much to her. Who was she kidding? Soccer was her life, with her boyfriend even coming second to it. Should I be concerned that Justin goes second to a sport? I mean, love before anything right? Their relationship was kind of hitting a plateau, the only thrill to it was when they would play soccer, and even that was starting to become less and less of an exhilaration factor.

The problem with him was that he sometimes came off as a chauvinist, expecting her to be capable of less just because she was a girl. He had even been one of the guys that protested the coach's decision to let girls to try out of the team, it surprised her but she let it slide, considering it was his normal mannerism. She knew, or hoped, that eventually he would let the whole thing go and accept her and be happy that she had a chance on the team to beat Illyria.

She knew if her brother were here, he would tell her to dump his ass like she kept telling him to do with his prissy bitch of a girlfriend Monique Valentine, but he insisted that she was hot and he was only having fun. Unfortunately, he was miles away in Cornwall doing god knows what while she sat at home with her mother, who was currently on the phone with a dress boutique. She sighed and turned on her TV, hoping to catch the last few moments of the soccer game on the Spanish channel but leaving the volume low so her mother wouldn't barge in and change the channel to something more feminine like afternoon soap operas. This is my life!

Sebastian Hastings sat in the dorm lounge absentmindedly strumming his guitar, not paying any attention to his surroundings. He sang out his song whole heartedly, not realizing the blonde that had just walked into the room staring at him. He had written the song he was singing by himself, just getting out feelings he couldn't get out in any other way and feelings he wanted to show to someone he loved, but just couldn't because Monique wasn't the most affectionate type. In actuality, she really fell under type. She was just a pretty mold with nothing underneath but density.

Wake up, I have been waiting for you
To open your eyes so that I can tell you
That I think I'm ready
I'm ready to free fall into
Into the unknown
If you wanna come with me

Oh I tried holding on for dear life
For something
Dear life there's nothing like it

Cause when you let go
You let life take you where it wants to
Give up control
Let life take you where it wants to go
Where it wants to go.

Trust me, cause I know it's terrifying
To open your heart
And let any plan leave

Oh I tried holding on
Keep holding on for the dear life
Or something like it
Dear life there's nothing like it

Cause when you let go
You let life take you where it wants to
Give up control
Let life take you where it wants to go

I keep holding on for dear life
For something like it
I keep holding on for dear life
For something like it
I keep holding on for dear life
For something like it
I keep holding on for you

Cause when you let go
You let life take you where it wants to
Give up control
Let life take you where it wants to go

He finished the song with a final note and opened his eyes to see a girl staring intensely at him with a smile. He jumped back a little out of surprise causing her to laugh. "That song was amazing, did you write it yourself?" she asked taking a seat next to him.

"Uh, ye-yeah," he said stuttering while taking a big gulp. He didn't understand what was going on with him; he usually had a laid back attitude with girls.

"I really liked the lyrics, they had such meaning to them," she replied. "Nice to meet you, I'm Olivia Lennox. You're new right?"

Sebastian nodded and stuck out his hand for her to shake, "I'm Sebastian Hastings."

"Well Sebastian it was really nice hearing that song. I really have to go though; it's almost time for my boyfriend's nightly call. I'll see you around," she said with a small smile getting up.

"Bye, see you," he replied blankly. Once she had left the room he literally smacked himself. He was never like that with Monique and here he was making a fool out of himself and getting all nervous over a girl who had a boyfriend. He had to admit that it was discouraging to find out she did in fact have boyfriend, but there was something in her eyes when she said he was going to call that made him think she wasn't happy about it either. Picking up his guitar and leaving the lounge, he made his way back to his room trying to get that blonde out of his head and hoping his new friends had turned in for the night, the last thing he needed was to hear them discussing plays he had no interest about. This is my life!

AN: Well please review, and the song is the one that was mentioned in the movie Let Go- Dave Lichens, I remind you once again this is just an intro and that's why it's so short. Next chapter things will get much more interesting, so please review until then!