Hey! Well, this story is going to be different because I'm writing it with a really awesome friend of mine, Zanessahsmfan2009, and we're super excited to be doing this…I don't honestly know if she is, but I am! This is going to be an HSM *shudders* and Twilight crossover so I hope everyone enjoys this.

Erik: I never thought I'd see the day….

Me: Erik! What are you doing here? I thought you'd be with Christine!

Erik: She's with Alyssandra…

Me: I just want to write this with my friend, Monsieur Phantom!

Erik: Is that so? Well, I think I'll stick around and see how this turns out. And who knows, I might get my whole family to come here too.

Me: NO! Excuse me, HSM fans, but I'm not exactly a "fan". I hate HSM with a fiery passion, but I'm doing this with a friend and it'll be fun no matter what.

Erik:…Christine! Get over here!

Me: No!

Secrets

Beep. Beep. Beep. The alarm clock rang. It was Monday; the first Monday of the new school year. Gabriella Montez hit the off button and looked at the glowing green numbers. It was 5:50 AM…that was just way too early for her personal liking. Getting out of her warm bed and placing her feet on the cold hardwood floor of her bedroom, Gabby walked to her small bathroom and took one look in the mirror and heaved a sigh of frustration; her wavy, dark brown hair was tangled in knots, black eyeliner was still smudged underneath her brown eyes from the day before, and her tan skin looked, and felt, slightly sticky. This is going to be the longest morning in the history of mornings.

After combing out her tangles, washing her face, and putting on a clean pair of skinny jeans and yellow baby t-shirt, Gabby walked downstairs to greet her mother, who was putting out a bowl of cereal for her breakfast.

"Morning, Mom," she yawned, sitting at the table and diving into her cereal, "how did you sleep last night?"

"Just fine; your father left early this morning and he probably won't be home till late tonight." Mrs. Montez smiled sleepily, taking a sip of her bitter black coffee. She wished that her husband could stay home longer than a couple of hours for dinner or the few times she could catch a glimpse of him on the weekends, but that was the life she had agreed to when they were married so she had no grounds to really complain.

"That sucks! I needed him to come to the orientation tonight." Gabriella hung her head, barely pushing her cereal around in her bowl. Every day of the new school year, the debate team had an orientation for the parents to discuss what themes were going to be discussed throughout the course of the year and every year since freshman year her father had never been able to make it. She loved him with all of her heart, but there were times where she wished she had a different father who would actually come to her school functions instead of flying off to some foreign country for months at a time.

"We'll just have to deal with it like we do every year, Gabs. Now hurry up and get ready; your bus should be here in an half an hour." Her mother said, running her slender fingers through her thick black hair.

Nodding, Gabriella ate the rest of her cereal and returned to the sanctuary of her bathroom to finish up her hair and make-up. Looking at herself in the mirror again, she frowned when she saw the dark bags under her eyes; where had those come from? Perhaps it was from the lack of sleep over the summer or the endless nights of insomnia…wherever they had come from, she was determined to cover them up.

Time seemed to fly as she prepared for the morning, and, before she could take a final look in the mirror, the bus pulled up on her street, waiting for her to exit the comfort of her house. Grabbing a pair of light green flats and a black jean jacket, she dashed out the door with her hand bag that served as her back pack, and reached the bus before it left her stranded in the middle of her driveway.

"I thought you were going to be late, Gabs; that's not a good way to start the new year." The bus driver, Mrs. Arinotes, commented; her strange green eyes pierced through Gabriella's skull.

"I know. I promise that I won't be late again." She grumbled, plopping down in the front seat. Turning back, Gabriella could see the tired looks of freshmans and sophmores. Many had their iPods or mp3 players in, trying to block out the noise of the old, decrepit bus, while others simply stared out of the windows, probably wondering if they could ditch first period or just ditch all together. Poor, unsuspecting freshman.

It was about a fifteen minute bus ride to get to East High, the high school that Gabby unwillingly attended, and noticed that her bus was first to arrive. Great; first people here in the morning. At least I'll get my homework done in some peace.

Gabriella first walked to the office to get her locker combination and her picture taken for her student ID, which the lady at the front desk said in a monotone voice would be ready by the end of first period. Glaring at the woman who had no right to be in the school system, she walked out of the office and down the hallway to the table where she awaited the arrival of her sweetheart, Troy Bolton.

Gabriella and Troy had met in their freshman year during winter break. It had been at a ski lodge on new year's day; there was a party for the teenagers at the lodge and her mother and her father, once he got of the phone, urged her to go, saying that this might be the last time that she could party before high school, which turned out to be the biggest lie they had ever told her. Reluctantly, she dressed up in a simple dress and a pair of high heels and followed the sound of the booming music coming from the lobby. When she first entered the party, she wanted nothing more than to bolt, but then she spotted him. Gabby never believed in the whole "love at first sight" thing, but the way his ice blue eyes sparkled, his brown hair fell on his head, it was magic! At midnight, the two of them sang a duet and he gave her his phone number, but after that, they didn't talk or see each other again until the end of winter break when she moved to New Mexico. She had been so excited when she Troy again!

"Gabs, hello, Ms. Daydreamer?" a familiar voice called, a hand waving in front of her face. Coming out of her stupor, Gabriella flashed a white smile up at Troy, who was standing in front of her, his back pack on one shoulder and his sports bag full of basketball gear on the other.

"Good morning, sweet. How are you?" she yawned her reply. Leaning her head against his waist, Gabby inhaled the familiar scent of desert and sweat and cracked her first smile of the morning. She could tell that it was going to be a long day, but as long as Troy and she had some classes together, it wouldn't be all bad.

Troy gave a slight chuckle as he watched his girlfriend rest her head on his waist. He had been sure that when they parted after the party that they would never see each other again, but it seemed that he was wrong. They had barely seen each other over the summer and he had been excited the whole car ride over here to see her.

"I'm tired, but happy now that I get to see you." He kissed her nose and sat down at the table, glancing around and seeing freshman having epic battles with the lockers, girls texting, boys punching each other playfully, and half awake teachers walking down the hallway, cursing whenever they'd spill coffee on themselves or drop an important paper.

"It's going to be a really boring year, but what's new? Nothing ever exciting happens here." Gabriella whined, banging her head against the wood on the table. Glancing at the display cases, she could see past cheerleaders smiling in their uniforms, marching band kids who had been at band camp over the summer, and the debate team at the state championships and was able to spot herself in the crowd; she was wearing a smart looking suit that she had borrowed from her mother and her hair was tied up into a bun, but her expression was blank. That was the day her father promised that he would show up, but, yet again, it was just an empty promise.

"C'mon, you've got to think positive about this! Who knows, this year might be exciting."

"What has you thinking like that? You know as well as I do nothing is going to happen."

Before Troy could answer, a group of kids walked by the table without giving a second glance, and disappeared into the cafeteria. "Who were those kids?"

Shrugging, Gabby looked up from her spot on the table to see a girl with chocolate brown hair and matching eyes and pale white skin passed by, but accidentally bumped her shoulder into her back.

"Watch where you're walking." Gabriella gasped, turning around to glare at the girl. Didn't she know that nobody touched her? Who was she, new?

"I'm sorry, I honestly didn't see you." The girl replied, shrugging her shoulders and following the other kids into the cafeteria.

When she was sure the girl was out of ear-shot, Gabriella turned and looked at her boyfriend in shock. Nobody had ever bumped into her before and certainly not this early in the morning! "Who the hell does she think she is?"

"Don't let it get to you, Gabs; she and those other kids look like they're new here and probably don't know how to treat a lady such as yourself." Troy replied lazily, spinning one of his basketballs on his finger. He loved Gabriella, but sometimes…he wished he had gone with Sharpay.

"Well, she better hope that it doesn't happen again because if it does…she's going to pay." Gabby grumbled, burying her face into her arms and awaited for the bell to ring.

"Sleepy head, did you get your schedule yet?" Troy asked, poking her wavy brown head. Gabriella was one of the smartest girls he knew, but sometimes she could be such an airhead!

"Oh crap! I'll be right back!" she cried, jumping from the table and ran as fast as she could with her flats on. How could she have forgotten? How?! She was just in the office and she didn't even bother to ask for her schedule! She was supposed to be one of the smartest girls in the whole school and she forgot to pick up the simplest thing!

Entering the office a little winded, Gabby walked calmly up to the receptionist, asking for her schedule.

"What's your name, dear?" the same monotone woman questioned, not even taking her beady eyes off of the computer screen. Giving her name, the woman pointed to the printer, where her schedule was supposedly printing out.

Grabbing the sheet of paper, she scanned to see if she got the electives and classes that she wanted: for first period, there was Honors English, second period was Trig, third period was Spanish 3, fourth period was PE, fifth period was Speech, sixth period was Study Hall, and seventh period was Honors Human Geo. All of the advanced classes and electives that she wanted and more than likely she wouldn't have a single class with her boyfriend; sometimes she wished that she was going out with someone her intelligence level, but she wouldn't trade Troy for the world. Before she could step out of the office, the bell rang, signaling the official start of the beginning of the school year.

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Bella took a seat in her Honors English, sighing when she didn't see Edward walk in. He had told her that they would all be back before classes started, but he lied…yet again! Looking outside, she saw the hot, New Mexican sun shining down on the black pavement; why had they moved to New Mexico? The Cullens were more than likely able to get caught with all of this sun!

Returning her attention back to the front of the room, she saw the girl who she had bumped into this morning sit in the desk in front of her. No good was going to come out of this! Surely she was going to be recognized! Standing up, Bella tried to exit the room, but a strand of the girl's nearly black hair in the bracelet Jacob had given her and before she could notice, it ended up yanking the hair right of the girl's head.

"Ow! Who did that?" she shrieked, a tan hand rushing to the back of her head. Bella froze in her spot, which probably wasn't the smartest thing in the world to do, but what other choice did she have? Stomach churning, the girl turned around and for a second, Bella thought that she wouldn't be recognized, but her hopes were very, very short lived.

"You're the same girl from this morning, aren't you? What is your problem?

"I-I'm sorry; I was trying to move and-"

"Don't give me that! You've been rude to me all morning." Gabriella shot back. This girl was in some serious trouble! Before she could go any further, the boy she had seen enter the cafeteria this morning appeared right next to the girl's side, one arm snaking itself around her petite waist.

"Is there something wrong, miss?" he asked; his voice as soft as silk and was so sweet that it practically dripped like honey! Glancing up at him, Gabby noticed that he had pale skin, paler than the girl he was holding, bronze colored hair, and gorgeous golden eyes. She had never seen eyes like his! Was that even possible?

"No, there's nothing wrong. I'm sorry." She replied breathlessly. The boy flashed an absolutely perfect white smile before taking a seat in front of her, pointing to the desk next to him for his supposed girlfriend to take.

Bella mouthed a thank you towards Edward, who only smiled and gave her a slight wink. It was too fast for anyone else to notice, hopefully, but she had been around them for so long that she was used to all the quick movements.

The rest of class seemed to pass without incident; the two girls didn't confront each other, but the rest of the kids could see the irritation and anger in Gabriella's face; she wasn't one to be messed with and whoever did…well…good luck! By the end of the period, the only homework that they had received was to turn in their syllabus and a rough draft on what they had done over the summer. Groaning, the students filed out of the room and to their next class, wondering how long the first day of school was going to last.

Well, I'm done! That wasn't as painful as I thought it would be! Yay! I think it's so weird that I had to do actual research on HSM! I've never had to research Twilight or PotO.

Erik: That's because you love me so much.

Me: I do love you, but so does Christine and your adorable baby girl.

Christine: For all of you who don't know who Alyssandra is, she's mine and Erik's beautiful baby girl! Say hi to all of the nice people who are reading this, sweet one!

Alyssandra:…Papa!

Me: Aw! Its close enough. Anyways, this turned out so much better than I thought it would be and I'm looking forward to reading Zanessahsmfan2009 part of the story, which will be the next chapter. Remember everyone, Read,

Erik: Review,

Christine: and Fave!

Me: I hope you enjoyed it!