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I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I came here, and you helped me. You made me not feel alone.


Brett Shimura is the new kid at East High who transferred to Albuquerque from Hawaii. He is the son of Phyllis and Cornelius Shimura, as well as the younger brother of Jason. Something terrible happened to Brett; some tragic event in his past that shaped a fundamental level of his self-confidence. Long after the event was over, it still has a powerful affect in Brett's life.

Feeling alone in his family, Brett longs for someone he can talk to, someone who can understand and help him through the bumps in life. Brett doesn't expect this person will be East High’s “Golden Boy” Troy Bolton, but once they become friends, there is no stopping the transformative power of their friendship. Season 1 is told through Brett’s eyes, though not in his voice, and thus we are given a deeper glimpse at his soul and motivations than those of anyone else in the series. Brett sees himself as a very socially awkward boy. He is unable to identify those characteristics that distinguish him from the rest of the characters because he is constantly in conflict with the various facets of his life. He has several distinct roles that those around him expect him to play. His family completely loathe him, and his own personality often seems to be less important to them than his ability to get attention for feeling loved. Brett tried to be himself at all times, but it was more difficult since Weston Miller relentlessly bullied him when all he wanted was just to fit in. Whatever confidence he lacked in social settings, however, Brett was more than what he made up for it on his façade. Amid all this, the only thing Brett can grasp that fulfills his expected responsibilities from all these people and which fulfills him personally is isolating himself, and he seizes on this fanatically. This, he feels, will free him from what he feels to be his curse of ordinariness, and will make him into a person that both he and everyone else can accept.

However, when Troy comes along, we are allowed to see the true Brett shining through the poorly constructed mask of conformity. Troy nurtures Brett to become more himself through encouragement and a gift of awesomeness. However, the importance of this talent pales beside the personal qualities Brett is finally allowing himself to acknowledge. He has the sensitivity and kindness that would probably be at odds with the "gay loner" image almost everyone seems to see him as. Through his friendship with Troy, Brett truly manages to find himself. But with Troy in his life, Brett seems to have enough permission to want to be himself and to stand up for himself. As Brett's new friend, Troy yearned to reach out and capture the quivering life about Brett but when he tried, it slipped past his fingertips, leaving Brett depressed. Troy is the one who helps Brett see "the awesomeness in himself". With Troy in his life, Brett is able to start to shape a more confident version of himself, beyond his parents' expectations. Obviously Brett's friendship with Troy alters him tremendously. For being a mere freshman in East High, Troy really teaches Brett to be more courageous, more imaginative, and more himself. Because he has Troy in his life, Brett can exercise his generosity and become more fully himself, despite his parents' disapproval and judgement. His friendship with Troy makes up for the things that are lacking in his family life, and, just as Troy would be alienated without him, Brett would be "lonesome" without him. He's able to be Troy's one whole friend in the world as Troy is his. When Brett tells Troy that he isn't loved by anyone, it might not be with any real intent, but the pain Brett is feeling is very real.

There is some definite proof of Brett's sexuality, his adorably innocent interactive showdown with Troy since the Pilot, seem to point to Brett being of homosexual nature. He is scared because it's the first time someone really wants to defend him and accepts him as who he is. Brett was attracted to a boy in the past, but didn't come to terms with his sexuality until "When There Was Me and You". Basically, he wants to be involved with boys, and doesn't want to get left out or replaced, but doesn't know how to deal with it. But he is not simply dependent on Troy for this newfound sense of self; when Troy graduates at the end of the series, he eventually finds that he can carry on and continue in the path of personal growth Troy has helped him to find. This probably has to do with Brett's sexuality and his divine parentage making him feel like an outcast in every possible way.

Brett provides the conflict for the drama part of the story. His transition to East High from Pilot will cause a ripple effect amidst being the main storyline and will be a major plot-point all throughout the show. He has the biggest role all over the story and without him there would be no story to begin with. 


Physical Appearance

Brett Shimura is an attractive young boy of medium height, around 5'4" tall. He has large and widely-spaced dark chocolate brown eyes, black hair — styled neatly and combed well, but sometimes messy. His lips are full. He wears glasses, and has olive skin.

Brett dresses in stylish clothing; he tends to wear earth colors and conventional attire. He could benefit by putting a little flair in his dress, wear more uplifting colors, with black or blue jeans or shorts which show off his slender figure. He wears minimal pieces of jewelry, two rings on his right hand. Sometimes, Brett wears grungy-looking flannel shirts with edgy shirts, and a pair of black jeans.

Personality and Traits

I’m up and down most of the time. I’m sad and confused about everything but yet so certain. I feel like my emotions are always all over the place and I can’t always contain them. I always wonder if I’ll find me or is the person I'm looking at in the mirror... is that me? Is that all I have? Just me?


Being raised in toxicity and emotional abuse, Brett Shimura, traumatized and disordered by the years of experimentation, abuse, and neglect he had received, was psychologically unbalanced and extremely depressed, with a bitter grudge against almost everyone. Despite his traumatic past, Brett does have a kind-hearted and caring side which is shown when he is under the care of East High’s “Golden Boy” named Troy Bolton who is like a brother to him. Now after suffering under the foot of his family, Brett only shows this side when he is in the company of Troy — who truly understands and can sympathize to what Brett goes through. It's evident that years of abuse and lack of parental love, the dysfunction that exists in his family, and the unexpected death of his brother on whom he was co-dependent caused Brett's mental well-being to tail-spin and spiral out of control. He tries to put on a facade and make it appear as if he is okay, but underneath it all is a very emotionally damaged person. Brett is clearly an emotional mess but this is understandable considering that type of family that he comes from. After his brother’s death, Brett completely lost it and never recovered emotionally. Add onto the fact that he doesn't really have any friends or supporters, and its understandable why Brett is so messed up.

Shy, caring, reclusive, and emotional, although he used to be a cheerful boy, his tragic experiences have left him understandably bitter, confused, and unloved. And the hardest part for him is his parents who he still cares for so much, even though they despise him. Brett has a big heart. Though being a benevolent and generous person, Brett suffers from emotional instability due to years of keeping his emotions bottled up. When his strong emotions are triggered, Brett often loses control over his emotions which can create dangerous situations for himself and others around him. He begins to panic as he realizes he had brought harm upon himself, which made him lose control of both his emotions and self-esteem, resulting in sobbing uncontrollably. However, after witnessing his brother's death, Brett lived in fear and trauma for a great amount of his life as he became too terrified to let his true-self over-develop. He consequently chose isolation from everyone he cared for, including Troy Bolton. This would eventually result in years of loneliness, misery, bitterness, and grief. Regret would gradually take its toll on Brett as well when tragedies struck throughout his life from the loss of his older brother, leaving him to mourn and grieve alone. By taking the time to embrace Brett's mental health problems doesn't put it front and center — Season 1 helps normalizes a topic that's normally considered taboo, especially among teens, due to the stigma surrounding it. Brett’s behavior throughout the series is to watch someone acting out beyond the bounds of general angst. He lashes out in response to things that highlight and deepen his unhappiness. What Brett’s journey does is let the audience know that falling into the abyss of those feelings is a valid experience that needs to be talked about openly and honestly. In the end, that is how Brett recovers and how many like his forge ahead every day. After all of the traumatic events that he's gone through Season 1 and into Season 2 especially with his parents being emotionally and physically abusive, Brett shows signs and symptoms of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. The push is for him to conform — to embrace his sexuality and general awesomeness and love himself, instead on those pursuits that are either more "depressing" or which will be more practically useful to his family. However, it's Brett misfortune, he feels trapped and useless, finding running to be the only safe outlet for his own talents and inclinations. Brett's damaging experience through the crucial stages from childhood to adulthood caused his personality to shift. He became reclusive, insecure, emotionally unstable, anxious, and depressed. For Brett, his insecurities and low self-esteem grew more restrained as the years passed, slowly molding him into the emotional boy others saw him to be. When given the chance to rest and relent, however, Brett's true warm, kind-hearted, fun-loving, and innocently mischievous personality came about — but only briefly, and with restriction, as seen throughout the series.

In gratitude, Troy would become a loyal companion to Brett, providing him with the company and serving as a diligent helper when something troubling occurs. Brett as most people will tell you is very sweet and very nice. He seems to be the kind of boy everyone can trust. Well as much as you can trust him, he is very scared to trust back. He has been hurt in the past where he is constantly shy and scared. He can't help it thats just how he was in the beginning. After bonding with Troy and the gang, Brett worked his hardest with himself and therefore he was able to start opening up with them about his feelings and his personal life. Troy was the first who brought Brett out of his shell of being shy. He encouraged Brett to smile more. He encouraged Brett to be himself. Troy encouraged Brett to do the best that he could and not worry about the consquences. Because of Troy, Brett is taking chances. The devotion of Troy would ultimately play a crucial role in Brett escaping his abusive household, thus furthering the example of how Brett's evergreen kindness towards others, despite his situation, would ultimately lead to his uprising. Brett appears to be an awkward guy who has numerous self-esteem issues, from doubt in his sexuality to thinking he "isn't good enough" for anyone. These insecurities make him susceptible to someone for comfort. Plus, it's clear that Brett is a complete emotional mess who has no clue on what he wants in life. He is terrible at lying as it goes against his good-hearted and noble character. Once you get past his shy nature, Brett is likable, endearing, calm, down-to-earth, mellow, charismatic and adorably dorky at times (especially in his interactions with Troy). His kind, caring, good-hearted and endearing personality make it highly easy to root for him to succeed. Brett is a nice guy who's friendly and caring to everyone, with the exception of those that he considers to be his arch-nemesis, such as Weston Miller.

As the series progresses, Brett seems to finally have opened completely about his feelings, sexuality, and thoughts. He is not afraid to say what he thinks, developing a much more carefree personality, to the point that he is now considered to be proud of who he is. Brett has gained enough strength and sense of self-worth through his friendship with Troy to carry on without him and not lose touch with all Troy has taught him. Brett is a different person after Troy, and it is apparent that he will be more successful in his world because of Troy. He sees Troy as “his other, more exciting self”. Brett knows how to effectively utilize his beauty as to charm those he needs. The impact of Brett's innocence and beauty could still be hypnotic, dramatic, and even unforgettable. He was shown to still possess the ability to charm others. Even when he is being all sweetness and honey to seduce Troy, he had visible flashes of sadness whenever something didn’t go his way.

Role in Series

Pilot

The brick building had an overwhelmingly dusty grey hue, but there was red and white text centered above the doors spelling East High School. A stone fountain with an 'E' engraved on it stood in the middle of a concrete walkway whose slabs reached from the street to the row of doors. Positioned directly above them was a massive clock over-looking the courtyard from the third story. Brett Shimura hesitated approaching the intimidating structure, but his mother locked her arm in his and wouldn't leave him behind. They glanced around the entrance to the locker-lined hallways and staircases, unsure of where to go. "There!" his mother pointed to a support pillar with a sign directing them to the main office. She set off down the proper hallway, but Brett lazily let his feet drag. He sheepishly glanced at the lockers to the right of him, intimidated by them somehow. "Pick up your feet, Brett!" She demanded, irritated by the admittedly annoying squeaks of Brett’s shoes dragging across the tile floor. "Welcome to East High. Home of the Wildcats! I'm Miss Sawyer. How may I help you?" said a blonde woman with lots of enthusiasm. "Hi. My name is Brett Shimura. I, um, just transferred here and it's my first day." Brett said with a tiny smile. "Oh yes! Brett! You'll be an amazing asset to our school population! Here's your schedule and if you need anything, feel free to come by the front office or the counseling center down the hall at anytime! You've only missed about a few weeks of school so you shouldn't be too far behind! Have a great day!" She said while handing Brett his schedule and locker number. "Bye, Mom." Brett said softly. Brett studied the map as he made his way down the hallway, looking at his surroundings. Brett's body rammed into a body. Whoever that person was, their hands reflexively closed around Brett to keep him from falling. But, it was a moment too late and they tumbled to the ground together. Immediately, the person bent down to help. "Oh! I am so sorry. Are you all right?" the person asked in concern. Brett looked up, eyes widened. The boy’s light-chestnut color, but also had hints of a sandy-brown hidden within its depths of hair fell over the fronts of his matching brows. His perfectly carved face held a warm smile. His beauty is intimidating to Brett — from his deep curulean eyes to his muscular chest. The boy’s cerulean orbs locked on Brett’s chocolate brown. He felt his oxygen decrease while staring at him. He watched the gorgeous boy for a second — unable to restrain his eyes. The Japanese-American boy nodded that he was all right. The blue-eyed jock turned to help the Asian boy up. He extended his hands out. "Can I help you up?" he asked. "I'm fine." The soft-spoken boy replied, shaking his head as he tried to get up gracefully. The jock smiled. When Troy came back upright he studied the little, shy Asian for a few moments as if he was trying to read his mind. "Are you sure you're all right?" Troy asked kindly, handing the boy back his books. "Yeah, sorry. Thank you." he responded softly, pushing up his glasses. "You're very welcome." Troy smiled proudly. The boy started to turn to continue walking down the hallway. "Wait!" Troy said, causing the Asian to turn around. He came to the realization that he had never seen this person before. "I don't recognize you. Are you new here?" Troy asked in curiosity. The shy Asian boy nodded shyly. "Well then, I should introduce myself, shouldn't I? My name is Troy Bolton. May I have your name?" Troy asked politely. "Brett." the boy replied nervously. "No, what's your full name?" Troy asked. "Brett Shimura..." the boy sheepishly replied, confused. "Well, Brett Shimura, I am pleased to meet you. I enjoy helping out fellow Wildcats. I know it's hard to make friends on the first day, so I thought maybe I could help you out." Troy said confidently as he slightly laughed. "Oh, okay. That's nice of you though, Troy." Brett blushed. "Here, pull your schedule out so we can see if we have any classes together." Troy said. Brett pulls out his class schedule and hands it to Troy. Troy, in return, takes it and studies it. "Sadly, we don't have any classes together. You have Walters for Homeroom. But don't worry, he's nice." Troy chuckled. Brett smiled sheepishly whilst looking around. "So, where are you from?" Troy asked out of curiosity. "Um, I just moved here from Hawaii, like, a week ago." Brett chuckled nervously. "Golly! Hawaii is a beautiful place! Well in that case, let me be the first to welcome you to not only Albuquerque, but to East High! Would you still like me to help you find your first class of the day?" Troy asked voluntarily. Brett nodded shyly. "Well, lets go then! So, how do you like East High so far, Brett?" Troy asked curiously. "Um... I don't really know. I just came out from the front office..." Brett said nervously, trailing off. "Oh. Well, that's okay. You're the newest Wildcat at East High, so you need someone to show you the ropes. And that someone would be me." Troy announced charmingly. Brett looked up at him helplessly, but smiled. "So the grand tour of East High School." Troy grinned proudly. Brett smiled weakly and then followed Troy, trying to remember where everything was. Troy did most of the talking as they walked, pointing out classes that Brett had and telling him what teachers to look out for and who were okay. "First impressions are the best way to leave lasting impressions. As long as they're good of course." Troy said brightly. "Oh, yeah." Brett chuckled sheepishly. Troy smiled down at him. "Well, I'm glad I could help you out, Brett. Anytime you need a friend, well I'll need to get mine buffed up after all the work I've done in it today, but I'm happy to have helped you." Troy said warmly. "Haha! Thanks." Brett said quietly, blushing. Troy could tell Brett was smart and he should show it. He guessed again that he was just shy. Troy grinned to a group of people, at least five. "I want to introduce you to some more friendly Wildcats, so you'll feel more comfortable. Is that okay?" Troy offered warmly. Brett smiled meekly. "I know you're nervous, Brett. There's no need to be." Troy assured. "I just... It's... I'm not good in social situations, and I..." Brett trailed off as Troy pulled back enough to look down at the shy new kid’s face. Brett peered at him from under his eyelashes, taking in his expression. "Talking to a group of strangers, just... makes me feel like a nervous wreck because I have no idea how to make small talk..." Brett stated nervously. Troy huffed a sympathetic sigh. He didn't want to appear like he was pitying Brett, as he knew many people with any kind of disposition didn't like that, yet he wasn't sure what else he could do. He'd never had trouble with people, or meeting new people, as he generally saw himself as laid-back and easy-going. However, as he looked on at the gentle, innocent boy beside him who was struggling to even think of walking towards his friends, Troy was beginning to realize how lucky he was to be this way. "Of course they will like you, Brett." he confirmed easily. Brett scoffed, and Troy watched Brett scrunch up his nose in disbelief. "Listen to me." he husked in his usual soft, half-whisper voice. He crouched slightly to be at Brett’s eye-level. "Of course they will like you." he emphasized. "They will, just as I do. There's no need to be scared. I'll stay with you." Troy stated gently. Brett smiled wanly, though he was beginning to feel better. "You don't have to—" Brett began automatically. "Hey guys! I would like to introduce you to our newest Wildcat — Brett Shimura. Brett, meet the gang. This is my childhood best friend-slash-wingman, Chad Danforth..." Troy said, pointing to Chad. The group of students all turned around when they saw Brett. Chad offered a friendly grin to him which Brett smiled shyly. "Nice to meet you, Brett. This is my girlfriend, Taylor." Chad announced proudly. "Hello, I'm Taylor McKessie. It's so nice to meet you, Brett. And can I just say, you are a cutie!" Taylor squealed with delight. Brett blushed, letting out a small laugh. The group laughed as well. "Brett, this is Ryan Evans." Troy stated. "A.K.A. Drama King. And it's a pleasure to meet you, Brett." the blonde blue-eyed flamboyant boy wearing a fedora said, smiling kindly. "Hi, nice to meet you." Brett responded softly. "And this is the love of my life, Gabriella Montez!" Troy announced proudly, causing Gabriella to hold back a laugh. "Hi, Brett. Pleasure to meet you. I hope you have a fantastic first day at East High! You're going to love it here, I promise." Gabriella smirked sweetly. Troy lovingly wrapped his arm around Gabriella's waist. The warning bell for Homeroom rang through out East High and the few people that were still left in the hallways quickly disappeared into various classes. "Oh, shoot! Darbus will be furious, guys! Nice to meet you, Brett!" Chad said as the gang rushed past Troy and Brett. "Yo, Hoops! Come on, man!" Chad hollered. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Brett. I’ll see you around." Troy said. Upon meeting Brett’s gaze, Troy smiled kindly at him. Brett responded with a shy smile.


In the cafeteria, after sitting down at an empty table, Brett looked around before actually sitting down and later sat his textbooks down beside him. After finishing his brownie, Brett drank the rest of his milk. The boy didn't seem to notice Troy's presence at first so he cleared his throat which made the boy jump and flinch. "Hey, Brett!" Troy said a little loud so Brett could hear him through the chattering and laughing of everyone else. Brett looked up a little alarmed and then sighed in relief. "You can come sit with us at lunch, Brett. You don't need to be alone." Troy smiled warmly. "I... I want to be on my own." Brett mumbled. "Well too bad." Troy smiled. He put his tray down on the table and roughly placed his bag on the floor next to his chair as he sat down. "Did you find your first-period class?" Troy asked. "Yeah." Brett simply said. "That’s good! You’ve made any new friends yet?" Troy asked casually. "No... not yet." Brett said softly. "That's okay. I'd understand, I mean we hardly know each other. But I think you could sit with a friend, and you've got a group of people waiting to be your friend at this place." Troy said kindly. Brett didn't say anything, just started to chew his lip nervously. "But if you don't want to go, you've got a friend here wanting to sit with you." Troy smiled warmly. "You do?" Brett asked with a shocked expression. "Of course, Wildcat. So, tell me more about yourself." Troy grinned. "Like what?" Brett asked as if no one had ever asked him that before. "So, what’s your story?" Troy chuckled. "I already told you. I moved here from Hawaii..." Brett smirked awkwardly. "No, no, no. Not your moving story. Your real story. Your interests, your hobbies, your passions, your weird self." Troy said as confusion spilled on Brett’s face. He noticed Brett composing himself, before continuing. "I don’t know..." Brett said in confusion. "Come on, just think of something. The first thing that pops into your head. Something you love." Troy said whilst pointing to his temple. Then, Brett smiles. "An Imperial Affliction." he said brightly. "Okay. What’s that?" Troy asked inquisitively. "It’s a novel. It’s my favorite novel." Brett chuckled. "Wait. Does it have zombies? Stormtroopers?" Troy asked in hope. "What? No! No, it’s... it’s not that kind of a book." Brett laughed. "Okay, what’s it about?" Troy asked, intrigued. "Uh, cancer." Brett said simply. Troy’s face was filled with shock as his eyes widened. "It’s about cancer?" he asked in an innocent tone. "But not like that. Trust me, it’s amazing." Brett assured. Troy grinned, causing Brett to smile a little more brightly. "Okay. I will read this horrible book with this very boring title... that does not include zombies or Stormtroopers. And in exchange..." Troy trailed off before grabbing his phone out of his pants pocket. "...You will give me your number, Brett Shimura." he finished as he put his phone into Brett’s tiny hands. Brett took it and punched his number into it, and then handed Troy his phone, who did the same. They sat in comfortable silence and Troy couldn't help but enjoy it. His eyes wandered around, locking on the tall, lanky boy from earlier leering at him. "I'll text you later or call or whatever and see if you want to come." Troy smiled. "Thanks. You didn't have to do any of this today." Brett said, blushing slightly. "Any of what?" Troy smiled. "Being nice to me." Brett sighed. "It's no big deal, you're my friend. And, I can't promise it's going to get easier but you know it won’t get harder 'cause like I've said a dozen times now you've got me as a friend. But now we have to eat, and you have to eat, even if I have to force-feed you, mister!" Troy chuckled. Brett slowly shook his head, letting out a sigh. "What's wrong, Brett?" Troy asked concerned. Brett shook his head again, "It's just... I've only known you for an hour, and now you are sitting here with me... Trying to get me to eat..." Brett chuckled dryly. Troy looked at him in confusion. "Yeah, and you sigh because?" Troy asked. "It's just not normal!" Brett said, looking at Troy. "Well, I'm not a normal boy, you're not a normal boy, this is not a normal city, this world is not in the near of being normal, so the problem is?" Troy joked at him, and Brett smiled and just shook his head. Troy was right, there was not anything in this world, which would be normal, so why not make this another abnormal thing, he actually liked the fact that he knew Brett that well; it was nice to know that he would be there for him, and that he stood by Brett's side. "Now eat, Brett." Troy said bringing Brett out of his thoughts. "Umm, yeah..." Brett looked at the food. "Brett, you need to eat. Just a little, please?" Troy looked at him. Brett nodded slowly and then took a small piece of meat, and then he slowly started eating. "So do you like it?" Troy asked while putting food on his own plate. "Yeah, it's good, but..." Brett trailed off. Troy looked worryingly at him. "But..?" Troy said, trailing off. "I'm not that hungry." Brett looked down trying not to look at Troy. "It's okay, Brett. I'm not going to be mad. Just eat the food on your plate, and then I'll be glad, okay?" Troy said, smiling. Brett nodded. "Good, so eat and then you'll put the rest in your lunchbox, and then we can hang out after school, okay?" Troy smiled at him, hoping that Brett would be able to eat, but he knew it would be hard to fight him through this. "Yeah, that sounds good." Brett smiled and started to eat the sandwich. "Okay, okay, but I don’t want to hear any complaining." Troy joked at Brett again. "Troy?" Brett asked a little ashamed. "What's with the looking down and looking like you're ashamed of something, Brett?" Troy sat down beside him at the table looking at him. "Could you..." Brett stopped and looked directly into Troy's gorgeous blue eyes. "Yeah, Wildcat? What could I what? Just spill, it's not like I'm going to kill you or anything." Troy smiled at Brett. Brett smiled at him in return. "Wait, why are you looking down?" Troy asked. Brett sighed and then looked away. "Never mind... it doesn’t matter." he responded softly. "Brett, tell me. I'm not going anywhere! I promise!" Troy said. "I have been scared of being alone for a while..." Brett said, letting out a deep sigh. He sniffled softly. "What are you thinking about?" Troy asked knowing that he was thinking since he wasn't eating. "Well... it's just..." Brett looked up at Troy and sighed. "It's just that... I'm really glad, that you're here... I'm not sure, how I would ever do this without you trying to help me... I'm glad I met you, Troy." Brett said, smiling lightly. Troy smiled at him. "Me too." he replied confidently. They sat in a comfortable silence. Deep down, Troy had a feeling Brett really wasn't even happy. Something had happened to change Brett, something bad and when Troy found out what or who it was they were going to pay. He needed more information, he needed to know so he could help Brett, but he also knew if he pushed too hard he'd lose Brett and all the trust he had worked so hard to gain. He opened his eyes and nodded. Deep down Troy knew once Brett left school the smile would once again be gone. "Brett, you're so young. Your life had just started. Who knows what your future holds? You. Are. Different. The responsibility for being different is sharing it with the world. Maybe the reason you may have gotten the best of yourself is because you're scared of something. Your strong-willed personality will make yourself better, pushing you to raise your expectations, believing that you will become happy." Troy announced proudly. In the distance Troy heard the warning bell, he hadn't realized that they had been talking all lunch time. Troy's face suddenly creased with humor as he chuckled throatily, shaking his head a little. "Being blind to the truth is what makes you you, Brett. You shouldn't wish it away." He neared Brett with clear intentions, however lost himself for a moment and didn't speak again straight away. "There are ways to help with that, you know." Troy said. Brett rolled his eyes. "Uh-huh. Yeah." he chided, sarcastically. Troy almost scoffed at Brett's definitiveness as his tongue slid across his teeth. "It's true!" he husked, forcefully. "How exactly?" Brett questioned, cynically. Troy leant forward. "By listening!" he breathed, exasperated. "By really... listening... and believing." he said. Brett shook his head and let out a breath, looking down at his lap, shy and dismissive. "You're... ridiculous." Brett whispered. "Listen. You are you, Brett. You. You may be reserved, intense, shy, and overly self-conscious..." Troy began. Brett scoffed at this, slightly offended, staring down at his lap. "But, you're also exceedingly kind, and strong-willed, and genuine, intelligent, and perfectly, perfectly unique. There's nothing wrong with being you." Troy said genuinely. "I know that..." Brett said, louder and harsher than intended as he tried to hide the teary tone of his voice. He sighed as he carried on hiding his face. "I know." Brett repeated, softer this time. "You wanna know something?" Troy asked, his tone equally as soft as he could. "What?" Brett asked, tears slightly evident in his voice. "I feel that way too sometimes." Troy said truthfully. "You?" Brett said, looking his way before he could stop himself. "You don't have to act so surprised." Troy chuckled softly. "Sorry, it's just... I'm intrigued now." Brett said, sniffing and wiping his eyes. Troy smiled a little. "Well, it's simple really... All my parents friends are like, 'Your son's the basketball guy. You must be so... proud.' But they forget, that's not all I am. In fact, I don't think that's what I want at all anymore... It's hard to know anything when people have been telling you what you want since you were born..." Troy said sadly. "I get that. My mom's been talking about me going to Stanford practically forever, but I simply, if I'm honest, don't feel worthy enough." Brett stated. "Precisely! It's the same with me and U of A. Yeah, since forever people have been telling me I could definitely be worthy of the Red Hawks... but what if I don't feel like that's what's right... Apparently what I think doesn't matter though, considering my dad stood over me while I wrote out my U of A application..." Troy said. "It must be hard, being the coaches son." Brett implied. Troy looked perplexed for a moment. "He just don't understand that what he wants isn't necessarily what I want." he said. Brett smiled slightly. "What is it that you want, Troy?" he asked. Troy suddenly looked puzzled and shy. "I don't know..." he replied. 'I do." Brett said simply. Troy's eyes narrowed at this. "And what is that then?" he asked, squinting his eyes. "You like helping people – making their day. It's what you like, and what you want are interested in – of course –but also in it's science and medicine." Brett said, smiling. Troy smiled. "Meaning?" he asked, intrigued. "Meaning..." Brett ventured confidently. "You're thinking of medicine. Helping people and getting paid for it. Then, eventually, sports medicine – surgery." he finished. Troy cocked his head slightly, impressed, as he pushed his hair back from his face. "Wow, Brett. Have you considered Psychology?" Troy asked. "Reading people for a living? I'm not so sure." Brett said falsely. "Oh come on! It's not normal to be able to do what you just did to people! I never told you about my considerations about medicine, yet you knew – you figured it out!" Troy chuckled lightly. Brett smiled modestly. "It's not that difficult." he said. Troy laughed lazily. "Oh, so now I'm an open book?" he asked teasingly. Brett frowned at his comment, taking it very seriously. "No. No. Quite the opposite." he murmured. "So, I'm hard to read?" Troy asked. "All guys are." Brett responded. "Brett?" he enquired, instantly concerned when observing him lack of a reply and his glazed expression. Suddenly Brett's breathing was ragged and he squeezed his eyes shut. "Brett..?" Troy questioned, concerned and slightly panicked, his voice louder this time, not hesitating to put his hands on Brett's arms and make contact. "I'm..." Brett tried to take a breath. "I'm sorry, T— Troy." he whispered. Troy's frown had deepened with confusion and concern. "Sorry about what? Brett, what's going on?" he asked in a low husked voice. Brett tried to stand to move away from him. "Nothing, I–" he stuttered. "Brett..!" Troy said sternly, holding Brett down on the seat gently. "Tell me what's going on." he whispered. He noticed Brett rubbing his neck, and prepared to question why. "I was going to tell you straight away, but– but I'm terrified to. I barely know you, and..." Brett hesitantly choked up. "Wha–?" Troy said but was cut off. "It's been haunting me..." Brett said. "What has? What's going on? What happened?" Troy asked, his voice low and pained. Brett squeezed his eyes shut and sniffed. He looked away even more. The saddened new kid looked up at Troy's face for the first time and saw complete inner turmoil in his eyes as he battled the urge to get angry at him. Troy was still frowning, his eyes never leaving his. "I'm so sorry." Brett murmured, his expression distorted with worry, as he wiped a stray tears from his cheeks. Troy looked at him with sadness. He reached out to touch Brett's shoulder. "Look, Brett. You can tell me anything, you know that, right?" Troy assured. Brett took a few moments to clear his throat out and backed away while drawing in long, shuddering breaths. "And I know you don't wanna talk about whatever it is, but... I can't do anything if I don't know who or what is hurting you. If you tell me, I can protect you. But, I need you to promise me something: I need you to promise to call me — anytime, day or night — whenever you need me. No matter what people like Weston tell you, don't listen to a word they say because it's all lies. Never let them make you feel bad about yourself. You are an amazing human being who I am proud to call my friend." Troy replied solemnly. This caused Brett to smile.


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Brett's shoes clicked against the pavement on the way toward his glass front door. He heard something move in the bushes. He froze and turned abruptly. He could've sworn he heard something in the shrubs. The wind may have blown it, but from where Brett was standing, there was barely any wind. Brett automatically began to fear the worst as he took two giant steps towards the shrubs, trying to be as silent as he could. He could hear more vividly the sounds of a live figure moving and rustling through the bushes. Brett froze when he heard something... or someone... moving closer and closer towards him. Brett walked up to the front steps of his house. A key clicked into the lock and the front door opened. Brett removed his black leather jacket. He walked through his house. Brett walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. Passing by the window, he glanced at his reflection. He hated being home alone in this house. Especially at night. The windows made him feel uneasy, as if someone were constantly watching him. The glass windows and doors that were almost completely made of glass didn't help much either. It was a very nice house, modern and welcoming. But it was in the outskirts of town, way out in the country. Brett always felt so isolated when his parents were out, so alone. The house was surrounded by thick woods on either side. He crossed the living room to the patio doors and looked out. An eerie mist hovered over the surface of the Olympic-sized swimming pool in the backyard. It was 11:50 PM, pitch black outside. His parents were out having dinner. He was all alone out in the middle of nowhere. Brett shuddered, feeling a cold chill up his arm. He glanced at the flat-screen television, eyeing the videocassette boxes on top of the VCR. The kitchen was at the end of a short hallway that connected the living room to the kitchen and dining room. Another hallway branched off into a huge foyer. Brett began to head for the front door. He clicked on the patio lights. A fluorescent floodlight illuminated the porch. Something was outside, watching Brett through the windows. Brett slowly walked towards the front door, opened it and slowly stepped outside to the porch in wonder. He stared out at the empty porch, lit only by the small lights. He listened to the sounds of chirping crickets. He looked out at the vast front garden, the gnarled oak tree creaking in the night time wind. Brett looks around and scans the area with narrowed eyes, frowning when he noticed that, again, there was no one there. Getting another ding from his phone, Brett looked down at the screen and sees a video playing of himself walking outside from just moments earlier. Brett gasped, spinning around. But still, there was no one in sight. Brett's breath was coming out in short pants, no longer finding this little game funny. He couldn't help but jump in fright, as another beep came through his phone, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.


The Start of Something New

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Get'cha Head in the Game

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What I've Been Looking For

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Stick to the Status Quo

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When There Was Me and You

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Bop to the Top

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Breaking Free

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We're All In This Together

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What Time Is It?

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Fabulous

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Work This Out

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You Are The Music In Me

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I Don't Dance

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Gotta Go My Own Way

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Bet On It

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Everyday

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All For One

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Now or Never

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Right Here, Right Now

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I Want It All

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Can I Have This Dance

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A Night To Remember

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Just Wanna Be With You

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The Boys Are Back

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Walk Away

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Scream

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We're All In This Together

The episode gives us a little insight as to what happened in the moments we weren’t privy to in the Pilot. In the direct-to-video "parallel Season 1" Season 2, Brett makes a few brief, non-speaking appearances in the scenes for which he was present in the Pilot.


Troy and Chad walk through the courtyard of East High, and from there we come across Brett. We see Brett and his mother walking towards the front doors of the school as Troy walks right past them, unaware of their future friendship together. It'll be a few more minutes until Brett meets Troy.


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Trivia

  • Brett shows symptoms of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, anxiety, and depression.
    • He became mentally unstable as a result of being emotionally abused as a child and recently dealing with the loss of his older brother.
    • He has major abandonment issues stemming from his parents neglecting him as he grew up.
    • Brett gets depressed whenever he's left alone in a dark place or thinks he's getting abandoned, due to PTSD from Jason dying and having spent years of emotional abuse at the hands of his parents.
    • Troy at least has Chad and the rest of the gang to help him cope with growing up and his future, but Brett had no one to help him come to terms with Jason's death and leaving him behind. He was completely alone the whole time, until revealing his tragic past to Troy.
    • Notice that while Brett talks about Jason, he never mentions his parents that were once loving and sweet, fellow people that Brett would have had a bond with. One of the resilience factors in not developing PTSD is being surrounded by a loving family that can provide a sense of safety for you... but Brett didn't even have that.
  • In We're All In This Together, even though Brett wasn't part of the series until a few minutes later on in the Pilot, we get to see that he’s a part of the universe. He has recently transferred to East High and is grieving the loss of Jason.