Hey Guys! So some of you may know my sotries and they are mainly Camp Rockish Styles. But I had this idea for a long stuck ion my head and i though what the hell let my just write it. It is pretty cool and this is the first chpter. The summary does not explain well the topic of the story but i like it that way. SO as you keep reading these chapter more will be discovered. ;) Anyway hope you guys like it.

Gabriella's POV:

You know life is such a funny game. All the rules and players can change with a snap of your take the most fittest and strongest players to survive and win this game.

Many few every actualy reach this great victory. You would actually think 9 out of 10 people will not make it.

But me, I am one of those people who will make it without a single doubt in my mind.

My name is Gabriella Anna Montez and i like to consider myself a winner of life.

You may ask me why I am so confident of this right? Well I will tell you my secret to winning.

Not giving a fuck about anybody but yourself.

Yes, my friends it is as simple as that. Harsh, it may seem to many but it is the simple most terrible truth this world has to offer us.

But think about it. Caring about only your self can help you in so many ways. The baggae people you call "friends" and "family" is to much for one person to deal with. I mean hey everyone has their own shit to manage right? And adding someone else's just slows you down on your own target's and goals.

As all selfish this may sound i have proof to back up my beliefs in this.

Evidence A: My 13th birthday. To a kid this is a glorious time of finally becoming a teenager. Of finally having some freedom away from your parents. But to me this was the year i faced cruel reality. One the specific day of my birthday me and my mom had the pleasure to find out my father was leaving us. Yep. Just like that. With the mear excuse of saying he was bored with us and he needed to start fresh. I cried so hard in front of him hugged his legs and begged him to stay. But did the bastard comply? No he just look down ast me shook his head and told me to grow up. Yes, sad isn't it?

Evidence B: 2 weeks after my birthday I had told everything that happened to my best friend Brianna Simmons. We had been friends since kindergarten and at the moment i considered her my only relief from my agony that was my life. Not a day went by before she told everyone in the school and left my dumb ass to secure herself as one of the populars. I hate to say this but i should have paid attention to her startegy back then and it would have saved me alot of worthless tears. So in a way i do not hate her for what she did. She just put me one step closer to finding out the truth.

Evidence C: My mother had countless breakdowns during the months after my father left. So many i lost count of how many times I had to drag her from the couch to her bed and clean up all the enpty tequila bottles of the floor. But she was smarter that me. It took her only 6 months to realize the truth and begin to focus on herself. And get her shit together. She became cold and cruel. She focused only in her work as a lawyer. To her that was her source of air. In my life the only role she played was the one of bill payer and money provider. She just left me money in my bank account as she traveled all over the world for her job. Only staying a max of two days in our house. Or should I say my house.

I had cried so much during this tima that im suprise I have any tears left in my body. But by the end of freshman year a wonderfull tragedy happened to me. One that brought me the final step in the truth. One that would secure my future as a winner. With it i put all my shit together and became Gabriella Montez Queen of East High.

Well with my morning speech of confidence all done i took one last look at the mirror to check my outfit fot the day. I had on a short black tight as hell leather mini skirt. With a glittery belt. A long sleeved red shirt that showed generatious portionsof my cleavage to the boys, black knee high high heeled boots and bug silver hoops to complete my out fit. I grinned at my mirror oh yes today was going to be a good day. I made sure my dark wings were well hidden in the secret tattoo grabbed my purse and headed off.

Oh did I forget to mention what was my wonderful tragety? Ah yes I am an immortal Dark Angel. Yes you know huge black wings and all. It happened to me by the end of freshman year I was killed.

Yup your heard right. I was murdered by accident one day while i was walking homr from school. But I woke up a week later in a weird house. I saw a lady there and she explained to me that she was a witch she had seen my tragic death and had risen me from the deatha dn gave me immortality with the exchange if helping her fullfill certain jobs. At such a young age i was of course intreeged and of course agreed for her saving me. With that she gave wings and made me her Dark Angel.

I reached the gates of East High. Parked my brand new Ferrari in my usual spot. And got out everypair of eyes turned to me ans starred with either jealousy or desire or both.

I smirked and started to walk.

Oh yeah, I LOVE my life.

SO? Any good! I think its pretty cool for the first chapter. And the next will be a little of Gabriella and then the rest Full on Troy Bolton.

So please tell me what you like and i guess 5 reviews till next update ;)

~~~~~~~~~~sammii :)