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Sonoma, California- 2002
"Dad please!!"
"No, we can't afford it. And you're 11 years old, you're mother and I wouldn't feel comfortable with you going."
"We can't ever afford anything! 600 is not that much! Its not fair dad, I wasn't the one that decided to pick up our stuff, fly across the ocean and live here! "
"Gabi." Her mother gave her a look warning her to stop pushing her father.
"We came here so you could get an education and make something of your life not harvesting rice in the Philippines! You're mother and I work 60 hours a week to make sure you have something to eat and clothes to wear, don't sit there and say 600 dollars is nothing! " Gabriella winced at his yelling.
"It'd be nothing if you two had better jobs than a hotel maid and mechanic."
"Go to your room. Don't come out until you have that mouth of yours in check. You can forget about whatever plans you have for the rest of the month!"
"I HATE YOU!" The young girl screamed at the top of her lungs, running to her room.
"We better leave, looks like the rain's coming in. I'll go start the car, you go tell her."
"Gabi? Dad and I are heading to your uncle's early, are you sure you don't want to come?"
"For the billionth time, no mom."
"K, well call if you need anything. Lindsay will be here soon, please don't giv her trouble. Love you."
"Whatever." Gabriella mumbled, not she knowing it'd be the last she'd speak to her mom...and dad.
San Francisco, California- 2008
"Knock Knock."
"Carol, I really want to be alone right now." The now seventeen year old said to her aunt, who ignored her request and walked in, sitting at her computer chair. Aunt Carol wasn't really her aunt...well not by blood anyways, she had short light blonde hair, gray eyes and was American while Gabriella had curly, long, dark brown-almost black locks, chocolate eyes and was obviously Filipino. Carol had joined the family through her sister's marriage to Gabriella's uncle.
"Well, I would leave you alone sweetie but this news can't wait. I don't know, if its bad or-
"I don't like where this is going already."
"It could be good news too. So today at work, I was called into the boss's office. He offered me somewhat of a promotion."
"That's great. But how could that be bad news?"
"Well the promotion needs me- us to transfer to the office in Albuquerque, New Mexico."
"Oh." Carol wasn't sure to what 'oh' meant but continued anyways.
"It'd be a great opportunity, the money's a big boost. And it would be a new start for you. But we don't have to if you don't want to. I mean we can just stay here and-
"I'm fine with it Carol. You gave up alot to take me in. You shouldn't even have to ask."
"Serious? Alright I guess we're moving. You can start packing, I have to call my boss but we'll probably be leaving in a few days. I'll leave you alone now." Carol said giving her a small smile before walking out the room.
Gabriella laid in her bed looking around the room that had been hers for the past 6 years or so. It was beautifull, probably every girl's dream room, filled with all kinds of stuff, expensive stuff. Her aunt was a physician, making a big paycheck and had insisted on buying the best, and nothing but. It didn't matter though, the mac sitting on her desk was rarely used, all the designer purses rarely ever came out her closet. The accident had taught her money and things, no matter how much of it you have didn't replace your parent or their love. So she didn't care that they were moving, all she cared about was getting the grades her parents always wanted and expected.
The farthest on her mind was falling in love.
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"Well what do you think?"
"Its...big. Its great Carol." Gabriella said looking up at house in front of her. It was defiantly one of the best looking house she'd probably ever live in.
"All of your stuff is upstairs, I told the movers to leave them in the hall so you can pick whatever room you want." She gave her aunt a nod making her way around the movers and toward the house. It was a celebrity worthy home, just without the unnecessary 14 bedrooms and 20 bathrooms, Carol had told her it had 4 bedroom and 5 baths but other than the room difference you could put it in Beverly Hills, it even had an in-ground pool and jacuzzi. Gabriella had chosen a room painted lavender, across and down the hall from her aunt's. It was a pretty big room, with french doors that lead to a balcony over looking the backyard.
"Settled in?" Carol asked, she had spent all morning running around the house making sure everything was perfect.
"Yeah, I'll finish the unpacking tomorrow though. Its late, I'm kind of tired."
"Ok, your car should get here by tomorrow night. You'll start school at East High on Monday but I'll have to drive you by so you know how to get there. I would take you, but Monday's my first day of work too. Well g'night Gabs."
"Night Carol."
--
"Troy!"
"Hey Troy!"
"Hi Troy!" He gave a small smile walking to his locker. If you wanted to feel famous without Hollywood, just spend a day in the life of Troy Bolton, East High's very own superstar.
"Dude, break, how was it?"
"Ya know, skiing, basketball...more basketball." Troy said, answering his poofy haired friend.
"Glad to know you're still on top of game. But don't tell me you didn't get laid, with your infamous rep." Troy rolled his eyes at Chad's comment.
"There was no-
"Can you move" Not only Troy and Chad, but the whole hallway turned toward the voice.
"Excuse me?"
"M-o-v-e. Move." She literally spelt it out for him. Lets just say Gabriella had never been thrilled to go to school, and now it was a new school, she was far from happy.
"What do you think you're talking to?" The blue eyed boy stared down at her, his intense gaze could burn a hole through her but Gabriella didn't back down.
"Now, I'm apparently talking to someone who doesn't understand basic vocabulary. By the way I wasn't even talking to you, I was talking to your moppy headed buddy over there. Now can both of you move!?"
"Fucking bitch." Troy mumbled, first pushing her books down to the ground then shoving her into a locker before walking away with Chad glaring at Gabriella before following him. Other people in the hall gave her smirks, some laughed, and an few even gave her sympathetic smiles. She's new, she'll learn...or so everyone thought.
"Hey, um..here let me help"
"No I'm fine." Gabriella said coldly, yanking her locker open and throwing her books into her locker.
"Do you have a lock yet? We don't really have locks here as oyu can see, you have to buy on yours-
"Can you just leave me alone?" Gabriella asked taking combination lock out her bag.
"I know running into Troy and Chad-
"Look, apparently this school has problems with hearing and understanding thing. I said I wanted you to leave me alone. Running into dumb and dumber did nothing to me, sure I now have a giant bruise on my arm but those two didn't do anything. Yes, before you ask I am a bitch. Now please leave me alone."
"Bu-
"Leave me alone! Damn!"
"Uh..I think its time for homeroom. I'm Taylor by the way."
"Why did I move?" Gabriella asked herself once the girl had left. At her old school people were used to it, they knew she was a 'loner' that never really had any friends. They also knew why she had such a bad attitude.
--
"You must be Miss Montez. Welcome to East High."
"Ah-choo!BitchAh-choo"
"Bolton! Watch that language, and zip that mouth. As I was saying, Miss Montez-
"Gabriella."
"Of course, Gabriella here will need a tour guide t-
"No its ok, I'll just find my way around" Gabriella insisted.
"Nonsense. I need a volunteer...Sharpay-
"But Ms. Darbus my sister cannot be seen-
"Gosh Troy, stop acting like that. I'd love to be her guide Ms. Darbus."
"Thank you Sharpay, one more comment Bolton and detention for the rest of the month. Now everyone shut up so I can start class. Taylor raise your hand, Gabriella, take that seat beside her."
"Great"
--
"In case you forgot, I'm Sharpay Evans-Bolton...but just don't use the Bolton part."
"I wouldn't want to be related to him either. Look, you really don't have to show me around. Actually you should just le-
"No, I don't mind. Now come on, we only have the rest of free period."
"But-" She couldn't finish, instead Gabriella was dragged by the overly cheerful girl around East High."
"And finally this is the gym, the second best room in this school next to the theater of course. We have our games, pep rallies, and-
"Shar! What is she doing here? We're trying to practice"
"Oh back off, I'm just doing my job. Now go back to your buddies. Hi Zeke!" Troy rolled his eyes as he watched Zeke drop the ball he was holding and wave like a love struck fool to his step-sister.
"Well hurry up, we don't allow bitches in here." He said glaring at Gabriella.
"Go suck a dick."
"AHH" Troy grunted doubling over as Gabriella's swung her hand and it came in contact with the place where the sun don't shine.
"This tour is over Sharpay." Gabriella said smirking at Troy before walking out the gym leaving the whole gym stunned.
--
"Gabs, how was school?"
"Eh.."
"Whats wrong? Something bad happen?"
"I guess. There was a girl who kept bugging me at my locker, an overly happy blonde who's brother was an asshole was I punched him in the-
"Thats ok hun, you don't need to finish. Are you sure he was the ass-hole? Maybe you just weren't nice to him."
"I guess but I don't really care."
"So, what was this his name, and his sister too,"
"Troy Bolton and Sharpay Evans-Bolton."
"Bolton? Are you sure its Bolton?" Carol asked.
"Yeah...why do you have that look on your face?"
"Well...today at work, I might've meet a woman with the last name of Bolton and I kinda invited her and her family over for dinner tonight."
"Oh just fabulous"
"Gabi, give it a chance. Maybe you finally have some friends."
"I haven't needed friends for the past six years. Carol, when they come, can you just pretend you live here alone and have no idea who I am?"
"But-
"Please?"
"Ok. But sooner or latter you're gonna have to be social."
"Yeah well that'll be when hell fre-
"Gabriella, language"
"Sorry, I'll be in my room." Carol shook her head as her niece walked upstairs.
AN: Do you guys totally hate it? This is my first ever story so yeah...um review and tell me if you like it cause if nobody does then I'll delete it.