I had said I would upload this during summer break, but I couldn't wait. I'm sorry it's sucks but I'm not good at first chapters.

Gabriella Montez sighed as she rolled her last suitcase of clothes into the elevator. She pushed for the third floor. Her phone beeped and she saw that she had a new text message. As soon as the doors were about to close a hand was put in between, making them once again to slide open. She looked up from her iPhone, and for the first time, brown met blue.

She felt her cheek get hot as she noticed she was staring at a complete stranger. All about the new message was forgotten. At the same time Mr. Blue eyes act as if nothing was different. As if he hadn't noticed her, which was more than strange. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the fourth floor. Gabriella just stared straight ahead at the now closed door.

She was so caught up in thought she didn't notice the doors slide open on the third floor.

"Isn't this your floor?"

'Damn he has the sweetest voice.' she thought.

But instead she just said "What?" like a big idiot.

"Isn't this your floor?"

She felt her cheeks flushed and she quickly stepped out of the elevator. As she rolled her suitcase down the hallway, she could've sworn she heard him chuckle.

'Asshole' she thought.

Troy couldn't help it, he quietly laughed at her. He's willing to bet she thought he didn't recognize her. Who wouldn't recognize one of the most famous actresses in the whole world? He was just trying to play it cool. But she didn't recognize him either. That felt good. It was the first time since two years someone didn't recognize him. He'll savor this moment for as long as he's in the NBA.

Gabriella searched for her keys through her Chanel bag. Finally she found it and opened her condo. She rolled her suitcase through the door and went straight to her bedroom. She took off her heels and clothes, and put on a pair of sweats. She pulled her curly raven hair back into a bun and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

She opened the fridge and just as she was expecting it was clean. She doesn't really stay home for more than two weeks or so. She buries herself in work in way to fill that empty hole in her heart that seems like it's never going to heal. She only had bread in there and she took it out. There was only two pieces left, so she threw away the bag, making a mental note to go grocery shopping later.

She tore a piece of paper out of the paper roll and places the bread on it. She went to the pantry, and thanked God she had peanut butter. She pulled it out and went to the drawers and pulled out a table knife.

Forty five minutes later, after she was done unpacking, she took a fifteen minutes shower and grabs her keys. She made her way out of the door, locked it and made her way down the hall to the elevators.

She pushed the down button, and thirty seconds later the elevator slid open. She stepped into the elevator and pushed for the main lobby. As she stepped out of the elevator she came face to face with none other than Mr. Blue eyed asshole.

Once again, she found herself staring into his eyes like an idiot. He briefly smiled at her and stepped into the elevator. She shook her head as if trying to clear her mind and made her way outside to her black Mercedes Benz SLR McLaren.

She started the car and made her way to a supermarket nearby. Luckily, there were no paparazzi there and she felt slightly content that she could have a little privacy shopping for this once. She made her way to the dairy section and picked some milk, sour cream, and some strawberry yogurt.

Then, she went to the fresh produce section. She picked up some pears, bananas, and lastly, apples. She picked up some vegetables such as lettuce, onions, celery and carrots.

She went to the meat section and picked up what she needed. Then she went to buy some new cookbooks. It's been a long, long time since she'd done that.

She told her manager not to book her any new movies or so because she wanted some time for herself. It's been a while since she went out to dinner with her best friend or someone in her family. She sighs as she made her way to the checkout section.

Her phone started vibrating and that's when she remembered her text, but this time it was a call from her grandmother.

Her grandmother is like her best friend. There's no one else she loves more. Her grandmother had her mom when she was fifteen years old. Her mom had her when she was eighteen. So, for someone with a twenty two year old granddaughter, she's young.

She pressed the answer button and put the phone to her ears. "Hi grandma"

"Hi darling, how was your flight?"

"It was okay…How was your day?"

"It was good…Did your mom call you?"

"No. She never calls me. Unless that no good piece of mess she calls a husband puts her up to it. Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, I talked to her today and I thought she'd call you. She must've told Aaron."

"Of course she told him." She said in a disgusted tone. "Grandma, I'm at the grocery store…Is it ok if I call you later?"

"Sure sweetie, when will I see you?"

"Probably tomorrow, I'm a little jetlag so I'm just going to sleep as soon as I get home."

"Ok. Bye. Baby, love you."

"Bye, love you, too."

She hung up the phone and began placing her items on the conveyor belt. Her mom. What's wrong with her mom? Why did grandma sounds like she's worried when she mentioned her mom?

Gabriella can't remember the last time she talked to her mom without telling her she hated her. Probably when she was ten. Yes, it was definitely when she was ten.

Her parents got divorced when she was ten, and since she was a daddy's girl and her mom was the one who broke the news to her after she told her they wouldn't divorce, she screamed at her. She called her a liar, she told her she hated her and she didn't want to talk to her ever again.

But she saw her every day because her dad is a pilot. She had to live with her mom. It was miserable, because in her group of friends she was the only one with a divorced family.

Even though her mom would show up at her school plays, and most of the time Dad couldn't make it, she'd still tell her she hated her. But yet she doesn't regret a thing. She used to go days and days without acknowledging her mother's presence.

After a while she stopped it, while their relationship was not the same before the divorce, she stopped screaming at her. She stopped calling her a liar, and stopped telling her she hated her. But that doesn't mean she told her she loved her either.

But once again things went downhill when her mom started to date that loser Aaron when she was eleven. All they'd do when they were supposed to talk was scream and yell at each other.

It's not that she didn't like him. Well yeah she didn't like him. But she has her reasons.

Her major problem with him is that he's a freaking control freak. She hates people like that. He likes to be in control of everything. And her mom always obeyed whatever he said. Like what the hell? Goddamnit it's not like she's a child.

That's what pissed her off the most. She does everything he told her without hesitation. Gabriella hated that. They got married four years later, and Aaron tried his hand at controlling her too. But she gave him a big piece of her mind. She cussed him out the first time and had threatened him.

By that time, she had already started working, and he had tried to keep her from filming a new TV series. That had set her off and she told him some interesting things. She yelled at him for days for that.

Her mom was being her useless self. She did nothing but nods and says "Your father's right." She yelled that he wasn't her father. And she said some hateful things and her mom had cried. She felt bad, but that made her scream some more. She was supposed to be the adult. She doesn't need someone to tell her what's right or wrong. Her grandma hates Aaron, too. They got along just fine because of that.

After that fight, she called her dad, and told him whether he liked it or not she was going to move in with him. The next day she was fully moved in with her dad.

She didn't talk to her mom much after that, that's why she was worried. She gives the girl at the register the money and gets her groceries, and walked out of the store.

Please comment and if you have any questions feel free to ask. BTW I'm on a writer's block for Two worlds collide, so any ideas will be useful:D