Prologue

There are only a few things that Gabriella Montez hates. One of them being stuck ups, who think they are above everyone else; this then leads to another thing Gabriella hates, private schools. The only reason private schools fell into the category of hate was because they are full of, and I quote when I say, "Stuck up bitches". And well you can guess what happens right? I mean, it's only right for Gabriella to be moving to a Village miles away from her friends, and to be sent to a private school right? Where's the fun if she hadn't? and that's why Gabriella, the youngest and only girl in the Montez family, was sent to St Marcus Private School; where she would meet so-called "Stuck ups" and where she had to wear a school uniform. Oh life just hated Gabriella, she even vowed to herself not to say "oh life couldn't get any worse", why? Well because no matter who says those few words, everything got worse.

Chapter One

"You've ruined my life! I mean I was this close -" putting my index and thumb really close, showing exactly how close I really was. "- and I could have had him, he would be melting at my feet right this minute, but nooo I have to move all the way to Lake Village and go to a private school, were all the girls are bitchy and all of them are like 'I'm cooler than you' and did I mention they are bitchy? Daddy you simply cannot let me suffer in that … that place." Huffing, I sat back into my seat, trying to get comfortable as my father laughed. "It's not funny, dad." I mumbled as I crossed my arms over my chest with a small frown on my face.

"Right, sorry." Coughing, he composed a straight face until he glanced at me and burst out laughing again.

The rest of the ride was uneventful as we drove to Lake Village, which may I add, doesn't even have a lake, total epic fail. As soon as I saw the line of houses a sudden jolt of nervousness hit my insides, biting my lower lip I turned in my seat facing the window looking out at the huge houses as we drove past finally reaching our new home, which I have to admit is beautiful. It was the kind of house you would see in a movie, you know with the whole ivy on the side, and the wooden porch that looked brand new and a whole row of flowers around the front of the house, it was simple beautiful. Damn it, I'm losing my touch, snap out of it Montez.

Looking down the street, every house looked exactly the same, yet somehow totally different. The streets were filled with laughter from the group of kids in the front garden couple houses down from our own, they looked up at me and waved with big grins on their small faces causing me to smile and wave back, just as my brothers black Audi pulled up next to my fathers' making me stomp my foot before walking inside the house to moan at my father and a very happy mother on why they let my brother get his car and how my life sucked even more. What an amazing child I must be. From the corner of my eye I saw the three girls in the group stomp their foot and cross their arms, causing me to laugh. Oh great, now I have weird moods swings like a pregnant woman, I tell you, it's the move that made me like this.

It's been two days since we got here, and the neighbors were nice and no they didn't have any cute looking guys around my age truly disappointment right? But my brother was please, insert eye roll here. Over protective brothers are so … annoyingly annoying especially if he's only twelve minutes older than you.

Sliding in the leather seat and buckling me in, preparing myself for the worst day of my whole entire life, which included the stares, the whispers and the bitchy comments. Sighing I looked out the window while I tangled and untangled my hands as we drove, quite fast, down the road, cursing myself for not being able to gain the courage of getting my own car, meaning my hands could actually do something other than give myself away because I, Gabriella Montez rarely got nervous.

"Ella, calm down. No one is going to bite you, anyway I'm in most of you classes and I promise we'll have lunch and I won't leave your sight during lunch" he said ending it with a laughed. The nerve of him, if I wasn't so nervous I would of thumped his head with the biggest textbook as hard as I could, that sure would teach him a lesson.

"I know Alex, but you don't have Art with me, I mean what if someone tries to kill me then huh? What are you going to do while you're in chemistry?" he laughed again, and I noticed we had slowed, staring back out the window I realized we just entered the school grounds onto the school parking lot. Oh Crap.

"Ella, they are not going to kill you with a paint brush. Now come on, let's go" and in one swift movement he was out of the car, closing the door gently behind him. Sighing I grabbed my bag and climbed out of the car closing the door before walking over to Alex's side of the car.

I was in the school uniform, wearing the black plaid skirt that I hadn't put too low or too high, a white shirt that hugged me too much than I liked an long sleeved sweater that also hugged me but not as tight as the shirt and lastly a black and red tie which I kept lose, in case some crazy person wanted to throttle me with my tie, stupid thought I know but you can never be sure, better safe than sorry right? I had left my hair in its natural curls as they reached just below my elbow with my bangs neatly fluffed on my forehead and my make-up light, I do not want to go to school looking like a tangerine.

We began walking towards the entrance, and I saw a few people by their cars, smiling towards us. Okay maybe they're just nice people doesn't mean the rest of the school is I thought to myself, god I miss the optimistic me. The school looked huge like I predicted, it was bigger than my old school that's for sure which scared the crap out of me, but like they say don't judge a book by its cover, or in this case a school. Maybe the school was a lot smaller than it looked.

Walking in the grand entrance my brother walked towards the front desk as I lingered behind, looking around the enormous hallway before me, so much for judging I said to myself before catching up with my brother who was already talking to the middle aged woman at the desk.

"… yes we have our schedules, all we need is our lockers" my brother said.

"Of course!" she said, much too happily while handing two sets of keys. "Oh, it's good to have you here, you see not many people come and move to Lake Village, so it's a good change to see new faces from –" as quickly as she looked down, she quickly looked back up. "- New York, wow… anyway, have a great day" She said as we walked off towards the stairs that lead towards the second floor to our lockers.

"Weirdo" I said under my breath while I turned my head glancing back at the desk, only to see nothing but students entering. Turing back I saw a few more students, smiling at us, forcing a smile back, I hurried down the hallway, with my brothers' hand in my mine, dragging him along with me.

"El, calm down everyone seems quite nice" slowly taking his hand from mine we both stopped in the middle of the now nearly filled hallway, scoffing I crossed my arms.

"It's an act, don't fall for it my dear brother, we have to stick together" while he laughed, I rolled my eyes and turned only to collide into someone.

"Bitch" She whispered harshly, causing my eyes to narrow in annoyance.

"Bitch yourself" I replied as she tried to walk past me, she stopped mid step and looked at me, and to my surprise she smiled before walking down the hallway.

"Ella, you're going to get yourself in trouble before we even start today" shrugging, I headed down the long corridor towards the end were our lockers stood.

Damn it, why is it so hard to find a classroom? This stupid map does work either; I mean I don't see a class C7 on here, whoever made this map is going to have words with me later.

"Where is Alex when you need him? Ohh that's right he had to have chemistry while I had Art, stupid schedule, stupid new school with posh clothing, stupid -" I muttered to myself only to stop as I heard something behind me. Oh … fuck, what if someone attacks me now? Calm Ella calm, no one is going to attack you, this school is nice… ish. You'll be …

"You know -" a short but loud scream escaped from my mouth, interrupting their sentence, causing me to lose my balance and fall. Oh how graceful. I thought, turning I saw a boy, around about around my age smiling down at me with amusement dancing in his eyes.

"You could have at least caught me" I said before standing up, wiping the dust of me and grabbing my map and bag.

"Sorry, but how was I supposed to know you were going to have a panic attack and fall?" blushing, I opened my mouth to say something back, only he spoke first. "Anyway … did you know that talking to yourself is a sign of madness? I mean you were just talking to yourself just then." He said ending it with a smile.

Blushing again, I took a deep breath in and out. "Well, when people magically appear behind me and talk, obviously I'm going to be scared; I mean its plain common sense that anyone with a sane mind would scream. And for your information I didn't have an attack I merely screamed and lost balance hence me falling on the floor, which you could have easily caught me, anyway … did you know that eavesdropping is bad"

"Touché, so you were talking to yourself?" he asked, casually leaning against the nearby wall.

"Ugh … shouldn't you be in class or something?" I said, looking down at the map, twisting it from left to right to left again.

"Shouldn't you?" he said both amused and confused.

"Touché" I said, mocking him yet again. "You know what, I have to go. It was nice … meeting you, bye" and before he could say anything I ran, literally. "Gosh, doesn't he know not to talk to strangers" I muttered before run through the exit doors, only being greeted by the autumn wind. After finding a quite place to keep hidden, I sat down cross legged and quickly took out my phone, speed dialing the first number.

"Hello" a familiar and comforting voice came from the other end.

"Momma" I said quietly, looking around me, seeing If there were any cameras around.

"Ella? Where are you? Why aren't you in class? Gabriella Nicole Montez, if you're in trouble young lady I promise I will ground you" Well she trusts me.

"Calm down mom, I'm not in trouble … yet, so there's no need for the whole young lady or grounding thing" I replied still looking around only this type to see if anyone was around.

"What do you mean yet? And where are you?" she asked concern filled her voice.

"Mommy … I'm lost" I whispered, hoping to get a worried reply but no all I got was laughter, a giggle or even a loud chuckle or whatever you want to call it … she was laughing while I was lost … in a stranded dessert that some people call school, while I on the other hand call it hell.

thank you for reading, a review would be amazing

- Jazz