Spoiled Little Rich Girl Goes…Country?

By: Brittany Moore

Chapter 1

Music blasted through out the room full of drunken teenagers as they danced all over the place. And in that crowd of teenagers was none other than Gabriella Montez daughter of the famous actor Mike Montez. She was dancing with her two best friends Melissa Screw and Jessica Newman. A drink was tightly held into her hand as she sipped it a few times while dancing. "Maybe you should take it easy Gabi. Your dad will be pissed if you come home drunk again." Jessica said as Gabriella shrugged and took another sip of her drink. "Chill Jess, I'll be fine." Jessica pursed her lips together and stopped dancing. "I'm going home. You guys coming?" Melissa also stopped dancing and looked at Jessica. "Sure, but we can't leave little Miss Tipsy here alone. No one knows what she's gonna do."

Gabriella rolled her eyes at their comment. "I'll be fine. You guys go ahead, I'll ask the bouncer to give me a lift."

"Hell no!" Jessica and Melissa shouted at the same time. Melissa pulled Gabriella out of the club, Jessica following. "I'm serious Brie, your dad is gonna have a fit when you get home. He said that if you get drunk again there's gonna be some severe punishment." Gabriella sighed and chucked her glass of vodka somewhere. The shrieking sound of the glass breaking sounded through there ears. "Don't worry guys, I'm a daddy's girl. He never even grounded me. What's worse than that?"

Melissa and Jessica shrugged and got into the Audi convertible Gabriella had owned, but of course couldn't drive. She thought differently. "Gabi! Don't be difficult. Hand me the keys. If I let you drive your gonna drive this car through a bunch of houses." Jessica said as she held her hand out. Gabriella shook her head and smirked. "Gabi, this is serious." Melissa whined as she leaned on the car hood. Gabriella slumped her shoulder and dug into her back pocket pulling out a key ring. Her eyes went wide for a moment before going into her front pockets...nothing. A lumps got stuck in her throat as she looked at her friends. "I...I think I lost my keys."

"You lost them? Gabi!" Melissa clenched her head as Jessica frowned. "Call your dad. He'll come pick you up."

"But...But...He'll kill me. Maybe the bouncer will be useful to this situation."

"Gabi no." Melissa said.

"Well we need a ride. I mean I suggested we should take my car, but noooo. Mine apparently looks like garbage compared to yours." Jessica huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest and joined Melissa against the car. Gabriella sighed and pulled out her phone dialing a number she knew by heart. Immediately the caller picked up. "Daddy?" Gabriella's voice was innocent although it smells of alcohol.

"Gabriella...Marie...Montez. Where are you!"

Gabriella gulped. "Well see me, Jess, and Mel wanted to go to this cool college party so we kind of snuck in and I lost my keys to my car and we're kind of stuck here. So can you come and pick us up and lecture me about this when we drop Jessica and Melissa off please?" Mike sighed on the other end of the line clearly frustrated. "Oh, I'll be doing way more than lecturing you young lady." Without another word he hung up and Gabriella sighed a heavy sigh. "Deep shit huh?" Melissa asked as Gabriella joined her friends on the car.

"That would be an understatement." she breathed out.

It didn't take long for Mike to come. He got out of the limo and told the driver to leave. He walked over to Gabriella, an ashamed expression written all over. "Gabi." he paused to look at Jessica and Melissa. "Girls, I've informed your parents, they were as worried as I was and allowed me to talk to you too. Come on." The three girls jumped into the car, Gabriella up front, Mike it the drivers seat and Melissa and Jessica in the back seats. The drive was silent and awkward.

As the car pulled up into the gate and into the garage the they all went into the house. Mike turned to the three girls. "Sit." He said as the girls did as he was told.

"Dad I can-"

Mike held up a hand and looked at her daughter. "Do you know how embarrassing it is for the media to see your daughter and her friends wandering around carelessly?" Mike asked. Gabriella opened her mouth, but Mike talked again. "No. i don't think you do. Not even remotely close. Now I've let you off with so many warnings. And I'm all out now."He let out another sigh and looked at the three girls. "What will you do when you go off to college, huh? Get knocked up everyday? Become an alcoholic? Because if that's your plan, none of you would get anywhere in life. I wouldn't be surprised if you end up on the streets. So I've made a decision. I'm not gonna ground you. I'm sending you away. Melissa and Jessica,your parents suggested that they just ground you for a month or two. But Gabriella...go pack your bags. You'll be leaving tomorrow." Mike looked at his precious daughter one more time before turning about-face and walking up stairs. Melissa and Jessica looked to see Gabriella's reaction. Her face was expressionless. She stared blankly forward not thin air.

"Gabi?" Melissa spoke.

"I'll see you guys...I don't know." Gabriella stood up followed by the girls. They gave her a hug.

"Gabi." Jessica said almost sobbing.

"I'll try and talk him out of it. He can't just send me away like that...He can't."

"Actually, he can sweetie, he's your dad. I'm sorry." Melissa sighed and patted her shoulder.

Gabriella looked at Jessica and Melissa. "Best."

Melissa smiled. "Friends.

Jessica smiled too "Forever." They all hugged each other and pulled away after a moment. Gabriella wiped a tear away. "Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow at the air port before I leave to...I don't know. I hope not boarding school. I'll miss you guys."

"We'll miss you too. And maybe if you get your act together your dad will let you come home early." Jessica suggested.

"Maybe." Gabriella sighed.

"Okay, girls you parents are here." Mike said as he stood in the middle of the staircase. "I hope you will learn from your mistake. Gabriella, up stairs, now."

Gabriella looked at her best friends again and hugged them. She departed and ran up stairs. As the two left she turned to her father. "We're are you sending me?"

"Tennessee, to live with your cousins for a few months. Now you should go pack. You wake up at 6 a.m. tomorrow." Mike and Gabriella walked their separate ways. Slowly Gabriella packed her bags as tears fell down from her moist cheeks.


Gabriella and Mike stood in front of the gate. She clutched onto the handles of her purple suitcases and looked around frantically. "Maybe it's too early for them." Gabriella said referring to her friends. Mike shrugged. "Daddy, please don't make me go. I'll be good. Please, I'll do anything." Gabriella begged.

"It's too late Gabi. You've said that about a million times. I'm done hearing it..."He paused and looked at her. "Well actually there is a way you don't have to go to Tennessee." Mike said tapping his chin. Gabriella looked at him. "What!" Mike looked at his daughter and chuckled. "Rehab."

Gabriella's face paled and she crossed her arms over her chest. "There's...no...way...in...hell...that...I'm...going...there." Mike chuckled again.

"All passengers who are boarding flight number 961 to Nashville, Tennessee, your plane leaves in 5 minutes."

Gabriella looked at her dad trying hard to find any regrets. Sadly she found none. Mike turned to Gabriella. "You be safe princess. If you're good I'll send you home early. And get along with your cousins please." Mike placed a kiss on her forehead. "I'll tell Jess and Mel, you said goodbye. Bye, Gabi."

"Bye dad." But it was too late. Mike was already out of hearing range. Gabriella sighed and boarded the plane. She sat next to an over weighted man, who had two McDonald bags and one Philly Cheese steak. She let out a quiet sob and buried her head into her hands. This was going to be a long trip.

Eventually, after Gabriella had asked about 50 people someone offered to swap seats with me. She ended up sitting next to this girl. She was actually very pretty. With long and curly dark brown hair. She had a green blouse on and dark gray skinny jeans. She was reading a Gossip Girls novel. Gabriella took out her i-pod and turned it on blasting it.

As hours passed on they were finally about to land in Nashville. Gabriella closed her lap top and put it in her hand bag. The girl next to her was looking at Gabriella. Gabriella looked back at her. "Hello." the girl said. She seemed to have a Tennessee accent. Gabriella smiled. "Hi." The girl stuck out her hand. Gracefully Gabriella took a hold of it "My names Alice. Nice to meet you." Gabriella dropped her hand. "Gabriella." The girl smiled and looked out the small window noticing that they were landing. "We're landing." There was an announcement saying they had landed. Gabriella stood up and reached to the top to get her things. Hopefully this would be...what's the word? Fun for her. She hoped off the plane and into the lobby of the airport. Her eyes traveled through the crowded room and noticed a sign that had her name written across it. Gabriella sighed and walked up to the over dressed man. "Hello Miss Montez. How do you do.?" he asked bowing. Gabriella rolled her eyes. What was this? Some kind of royal benefit? "This way madam." Gabriella followed the man into the front and revealed a hummer. He opened the door for her and Gabriella climbed in.

"What's you name?" Gabriella asked before the man could close the door. He smiled politely and bowed, his hand with a white glove on it stretched forward towards her. "James, madam."

Gabriella smiled and took his hand dropping it after a moment. "Well, thank you James." He nodded once before closing the door and getting in the vehicle himself and driving off. Gabriella looked out the window to see an unfamiliar place, sure she had visited before, but that was when she was a little kid. She passed many stores that sold farm products, vegetables, and fruit. There wasn't many malls though. Sighing she closed her eyes as her eye lids became heavy and drifted off to sleep.

Gabriella's eyes opened. She was still in the car and like she had been hoping, this wasn't some bizarre nightmare. She was really going to have to deal with living near animals that aren't hand bag Chihuahuas and that she wouldn't be able to see her fiends. "Are we there yet?" Gabriella asked.

"Almost madam." James responded.

"Please, call me Gabriella. I don't like being called madam." James nodded and pulled up onto a dirt road. You could see a nice view of a crimson red barn and a huge tan house, almost as big as the one from L.A. Chickens and geese were running around in the pins and there was a yard of horses. They were very beautiful. Gabriella's eyes wandered throughout the place noticing a girl running around with a big golden Retriever getting all dirty. Her eyes moved again to the small boy in the pig pen sat in dirt mud. Gabriella pulled a face. How...disgusting. Once again her eyes moved position to a middle aged man and women having lunch with two other small girls and one about the same age as Gabriella. The car stopped and the engine died down. "Do you need help with your bags Gabriella?" James asked as he faced her. Gabriella shook her head and grabbed her luggage jumping out the car. James took a bag anyway. "Thank you." she mumbled and turned her head towards a man that was coming her way. "Well if it isn't Miss Party Hardy!" Gabriella's uncle, Harold said as he gave her a huge hug. Gabriella smiled a bit and held her arms around his torso. "Hey Uncle Harry."

"God you've grown into something pretty." Harold said as he pulled back and looked at her. "The last time I saw you was when you were as tall as Hannah and Savannah. They've recently turned 6."

Gabriella smiled. "Well then it looks like I have a lot of catching up to do." Harold patted her back. "Troy!" Harold yelled, which startled Gabriella. A boy also about Gabriella's age ran over. A rusty bucket was in his hand. It looked like berries were in them. "Yes sir?"

"Can you help Gabs her with her bags? And show her, her room?" Harold said gesturing to the lump suitcases. Troy smiled and placed the bucket down. He took a hold of the handles on the suitcases and looked at Gabriella. "Come on." Gabriella nodded and clenched onto her bag and followed Troy into the house. They walked up the stairs and to the end of the hall and into a room. Troy turned to her. "Here's your room. I painted it and all. It's not much, but i did the best I can."

Gabriella looked around the room amazed. Then her gaze met Troy. "Are you kidding me? Dude, this place rocks." Gabriella looked at him. "Thanks." Troy smiled and nodded. "Well it's my job so...No problem." Troy said. 'I work for your aunt and uncle. But they treat me like I'm part of the family, well since I am a Foster kid." Gabriella frowned. "What happened? I mean, why are you a foster kid?"

Troy chuckled then sighed. "Well my mom died giving birth to me and then my dad committed suicide. He jumped off a cliff." Gabriella rolled her lips together and nodded. "I'm sorry." Troy nodded and walked out of the room. Sighing Gabriella plopped down onto her bed and looked out the window. Her cousins, Alex, Jamie, Savannah, Hannah, Uncle Harold and Aunt Irene were all laughing and enjoying a BBQ. There was a knock at the door and Gabriella looked at it. Troy was leaning against the door frame. "They do consider me part of the family, but your way more apart of it than me, so come on and enjoy the BBQ. Everyone is waiting."

Gabriella looked out the window then back at Troy. "They look like they're alright without me. I'm gonna stay up here and unpack. Plus I never even had a BBQ, well since I was 6, but that was the past." Troy looked at Gabriella with one eyebrow raised. "Really? Don't you and your parents have like summer barbecue's or something?" Gabriella slouched her shoulders and shook her head. "My mom died when I was little and my dad...well he's always gone. He's Mike Montez. Surly his career is more important than his daughter."

Troy pursed his lips back, but smiled shortly after. "Well come on then. You gotta try Harold's ribs and Irene has the best chicken ever. Come on." Troy pulled Gabriella up and darted out the room and out of the house to the backyard. Gabriella bit her lip shyly as everyone looked up at her. "Troy!," Alex shrieked jumping out of her seat and throwing her arms around his muscular body. She pulled back a second later and looked at Gabriella. "Hi Gabi.

"Hello Alex." Gabriella said. A hand was placed on her shoulder. She looked up and Harold was there. "Come on kid, I've just cooked up some ribs. Their really good."

"I don't know..."

"Loosen up Gabi. If you're gonna live here, you're gonna have to take chances." Alex said as she went back to her seat.

"Okay. I'll have one. And only one no more." Gabriella took the plate that was awaiting in Harold's hand. "Thank you." she said and sat down next to Troy who already had a plate full of ribs and chicken. Picking up the rib like it had a disinfected disease, Gabriella looked at it then at the family. She placed the gazing muddy brown covered rib onto her tongue and bit it. Her stiffness dropped and she looked at the family. "It's...good. Delicious." Again, without hesitation this time, Gabriella took a bite out of the bone of meat. Ten minutes later she had about 6 pieces of thick bone on her plate. Her fingers were messy as was her face. A muffled chuckle was heard and Gabriella looked up. Figuring out what Harold was laughing at her cheeks became warm and lit up crimson red. "Sorry.," she mumbled and wiped off her hands and face. "What happened to only one?" Troy asked with one eye brow raised. Gabriella grinned and shrugged. "More please."


Later that day Gabriella and Alex were brushing the horses. Gabriella sighed and plopped down onto the damp grass. Alex looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"This is tiring!" Gabriella complained. "Why can't they brush themselves?" Alex rolled her eyes. "Well since the answer is sooo isn't obvious." Alex said sarcasm ripping through her voice. "Maybe because they can't do anything. Except run, jump, eat and poop." Gabriella flinched at the word. "And we respect these animals. If you don't than why don't you drag your alcoholic lazy ass back to California. No one wants you here anyway." Gabriella looked down and nodded once before getting up and walking toward the house. Alex swore she saw a tear. Sighing Alex stood up and ran after her. "Gabriella! Gabriella wait! I can't run in boots!" Alex grabbed her arm and turned her around. Gabriella's eyes were watery and she quickly wiped the tears away. "Did I make you cry?" Alex asked.

"Why would you care?" Gabriella spat out. "I'm just an alcoholic lazy ass"

"I'm sorry, okay?" I didn't...mean it. I'm sorry."

"Yeah well me too." Gabriella threw the brush on the ground turned around and walked into the house. Alex stood there and sighed. She looked up when wet droplets fell on her and sighed again. It started raining. She picked up the brush Gabriella had thrown and walked into the house.