CHAPTER ONE.
"Bitch".
Yes I Gabriella Anne Montez just swore.
Would it be cliche to say that there is a first time for everything?
Oh well no time to ponder over this now she's coming back..
"Excuse me" she said,venomous blue eyes enraged.
"What?" I tried hopefully,I bit my lip and leaned my petite form away from her towering,golden one.
"I said excuse me,slut" She said shoving me backwards into my locker.
I winced and fought back the tears that threatened to spill from my terrified,obscienly large brown eyes, I closed them and waited.
"Your so wierd, go die,no wait even hell dosn't deserve your sorry ass" she laughed,a tinkling,mocking,ice cold laugh and shoved me one last time before walking away to join the rest of them.
It's been like this since the beginning of time.
Let me explain the system to you.
gorgeous+tall+golden=Popular and noticed girl.
Gorgeous+cocky+talented=Popular and noticed boy.
Small+Brunette+shy+nerdy=Me.
Noticed girls and Boys+spare time=Self hate.
Yes since the beginning of time the beautiful and the Confident have ruled.
Well since the beginning of High School anyway..
My name is Gabriella Anne Montez I'm seventeen years old and I, yes I
Just called Amber Reid,Head Cheerleader and rumoured girlfriend of Troy Bolton..
a bitch.
It was just another day, exactly the same as yesterday and exactly the same as tommorow would be,another day,the same schedule and the same people. I'm not too sure
how i got stuck in this pattern,I guess it all started when I was 'categorized'.Once your put into a Category there is no getting out. I myself am a not-so-proud member of
the Nerds, or Dorks, or..well you get the point. I am offically only aloud to socialize with, the band geeks,the geeks,nerds,dorks,drama dorks and skaters.
The Jocks (the most adored people in the school) could talk to whoever they choose deserved to be in their presence but usually stuck to the cheerleaders,dancers and any
other exceptional person.
I walked down the empty hallway,my white converse sneakers squeaking against the shiny,grey marble floor,I knew I was late for home room,not that I would get in trouble,I was to much of a goody toe-shoes for that.I could see my Home room up ahead,I quickend my pace to a light jog,I reached for the door handle only for it to open before I could grasp the shiny silver. Looking up I met a pair of Bright,Blue eyes.
Troy Bolton.
Usually I'd completley avoid the topic.
Buttt...i guess i might as well face the music.
He was gorgeous,there was no way I could deny that, he had Dark brown hair that fell into his amazingly blue,emotionless eyes,he was tall,muscular and tan.
He made girls swoon.
He was number one basketball player.
Number one player.
And a complete Jack ass.
My eyes grew about four times their original size as he looked me up and down. I gulped and tried to get past him but he blocked the door with his freakishly hot arm.
I gulped and stood back,he smirked and shoved past me and sauntered down the hallway not caring he had shoved me hard enough to send me toppling over,i grunted and began to pick up the masses of books strewen out before me.
I hated the way they gave you a once over and decided you wern't good enough,he had no idea who I was,he didn't have the right to judge me like hurt.
I walked into homeroom and apologised for being late,the good thing about being invisible was that nobody cared about what you did if it didn't involve them,and for that I was thankful.
Unfortunatley I was Seated directly behind Amber and her continuous hair flipping had me more than annoyed,I can't say I wasn't jealousy free but I didn't consider myself hideous or anything.
With a little bit of work i could look half decent,I i had a delicate oval shaped face i hated,long,black,wavy hair that was hauled into a messy bun every morning,large brown eyes,straight teeth and clear i wasn't ugly but I was just plain,if not below average.I was compared to Amber and her leggy Blondes with gorgeous bodies and perfect lips and tans,or the Slim athletic brunettes that caught everybodies attention when the walked down the hall were the girls people adored,that had boys falling at their feet,that had boys leaving their rooms to sneak back to theirs at three in the morning..(not that i desired the last one..or any really)
I just wanted something more.
Ouch.
"Oh i'm so sorry!"
"That's f-fine, don't worry about it"
"Woah AP chem!"
"Yeah.."
"Hi I'm Taylor..McKessie"
"Hi,I'm Gabriella Montez"
And that's how it started.
A/N:Thanks for reading!! Just reminding you to review and if you liked it be sure to add to your favs or alerts so you'll know when I update !!
By the way to clear some stuff up, I have changed East High into a boarding school so all the students live their and go home on Christmas for the holidays.
Tell me what you think
Love from ME.
ps.I wouldnt be sitting here writing fanfics if i owned HSM,which i do not..a girl can dream though right?
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