A/N: Okay, I'm new to writing on fan fiction, so tell me what you think about this first episode...

Also I'm going to start from the beginning of Gabi's life but it'll go by it quick so that it can get to the good part of her and Troy. And the beginning sounds rushed through because of what I said before. It's just a snippet of her childhood.

Scared of Lonely

~ Chapter 1 ~

"PUSH!" The doctor said as my mother laid there breathless. "I'm P-PUSHING" She screamed back. And with one more push I was out. Yup, that baby screaming in the delivery room was me. Born Gabriella Anne Montez. December 14th, 1992. 7:21AM. In L.A. California. Weighing a total of 6lds 9oz. 10 minutes later I was in my mothers arms looking up at her.

"Isn't she beautiful?" said my mother with teary eyes.

"Yes... yes she is." replied my father while smiling down at me.

-Nurse walks in-

"Okay Mr. and Mrs. Montez just a few tests and you'll be free to go" The nurse said while reaching for me.

"Okay" My mom replied as she gave me to the nurse.

Well that's the story of me being born…why? I don't really know. Before I continue let me just tell you a little about me first. I am currently 22 years old. I have the perfect husband, perfect job, and perfect life. But it didn't get this perfect by the snap of a finger. As a child growing up it didn't really matter to me having a boyfriend, going on dates or any of that stuff. I just wanted to live life as a kid because my mother always told me to enjoy being a kid while it lasts. I also was afraid of falling in love. I didn't know what heartbreak felt like and I wasn't sure I wanted to find out anytime soon. I guess I was just afraid of being lonely at one point. Okay enough of my talking and let's continue with my story. It begins when I was just ten years old.

10 Years Old… lol

"Daddy?"

"Yes princess?" My father said frantically as he tried to fit all his papers quickly in his briefcase.

"When are you coming back?"

"Uh...In a week sweetie" He said smiling. And that was the last time I ever got to see his smile again. Coming back from his business trip, his plane crashed due to a bird getting caught in the engine. Crappy was to die right? I remember waiting up all night for him to come home. He never did. The next day was when my mother got the call that changed our lives forever.

5 years later

"WHAT!?" I yelled angrily at my mother. Did she just say were moving to Albuquerque?

"Sweetie it's for the best. I got a better job over there and we really need the money right now" She paused "We'll be leaving in 4 days. You can start packing tomorrow.

"I don't care! I'm NOT moving!" I ran up to my room, slammed the door shut and ripped off my diary that was tapped under my computer desk and began to write. 'Dear Diary, My mom just told me some bullshit news about us moving to a place called Albuquerque. Oh happy day! My first year in high school, I've made some really good friends and now she wants to take that way from me? I don't care because I'm not moving. I'll stay by Michelle if I have to, but I'm not moving. I don't make new friends that easily and I'm not in the mood to start over. I tapped my diary back under my desk and plopped on my bed and groaned.

"I'm not going" I whispered to myself just before I drifted to sleep.

1 week later

Dear Diary, Remember when I said that I wasn't going? Ha! What a lie. My mother practically forced me go. I wish my dad was here. Maybe if he was here I would feel much better about this situation. Anyways, the only good thing I can get out of this is that my room is much bigger and it has a balcony. I've always wanted a balcony but I was too afraid of someone throwing a rock at the glass and breaking it. Or even worse, What if I accidently forgot to lock it before I went to bed and someone came in a kidnapped me? I wonder how it feels to be kidnapped? Would I be scared to death or rather happy? Anyway, I'm starting school tomorrow and it's my sophomore year. I guess I have no choice now but to start over. A new house, school, and friends. Ugh. I tossed my diary aside and laid on my bed thinking about how tomorrow was going to be like. Then I fell asleep.

-Alarm goes off-

I groaned as I slapped the alarm clock off the night stand. Then I heard someone come into the room. "Sweetie? Come on its time to get up." My mother said as she pulled the sheets off me. "You don't want to miss the bus. If you do you'll have to walk 10 blocks and you'll be late on the first day of your new school.

"Yeah wouldn't want to be late for 'the first day of my new school'" I mocked my mother as I slowly dragged myself off the bed and into the shower. After my shower it took me ages to find out what I was going to wear. Until I decided on a pair of black skinny jeans with a red off the shoulder top with words that read 'PEACE' in black and bold writing. Okay now I have to find shoes. I tumbled my shoe closet looking for the shoes my mom bought me for Christmas last year and I found one side hanging on the shelf under a matching purse. "Oh jeez" I thought out loud "Where's the other side!" As soon as I found the other side my mom called from downstairs for breakfast. I slipped my black stilettos on and went downstairs.

"Wow" my mother said while spinning me around. "Want to impress the boys huh?"

I sighed as I sat down at the table

"Well here is your breakfast. Eat up because the bus is coming in 6 minutes."

I sighed once more. Just 6 minutes left before I started hell. I ate my toast and eggs quickly and grabbed my black and white tote bag from American Eagle Outfitters that read 'I'm not a plastic bag' and went outside to wait for the bus.

The bus ride wasn't so bad but I felt lost as I entered the school building. I quickly found the sign that read 'Main Office' and went in.

"Umm excuse me" I said nervously to the lady behind the desk.

She looked up. "Yes?" She said in annoyance.

"I uh…I'm new to the school, a-" She cut me off be fore I finished.

"Are you the student coming form Los Angles?" She looked at some papers. "Gabriella Montez?"

"Uh yeah that's me"

"Here" She said handing me the papers.

Oh great I thought looking at the papers in my hand trying to find my schedule. When I finally found it I looked at who I had first, Mrs. Darbus. Omg, I could already tell from the name that we are not going to get along. I walked all around the school trying to find her room. Then the late bell rang and that's when I knew I was going to be late. Very late. I ran everywhere trying to find my class until I ran into the dean. He looked really mad. But I explained to him my situation and he escorted me to class.

"Ahem" he blurted to the class that was making a whole lot of noise while Mrs. Darbus stood in front of the class room helpless.

Everyone turned around and as soon as they saw him everybody darted back to their seats and tried to look innocent.

"Mr. Danforth" He yelled out.

He jumped "Yes Mr. Neck?"

"1st day back in school and your already annoying me with that damn BALL!?"

I jumped at the word ball.

"Sorry Mr. Neck" he said embarrassed as he put the basketball under his chair.

He just nodded and continued. "This is Gabriella Montez" he said pushing me forward. "She's new to this school a-" He was cut off by someone running into the classroom almost knocking me down.

"Mr. Bolton you're late"

"Uh, yeah sorry bout that Mr. Neck" He turned to Mrs. Darbus. "Mrs. Darbus." She just nodded as he walked to his seat. For some reason he stared at me all the way to his seat. Maybe I have something on my face I thought as I swiped my hands over my face.

"As I was saying" He continued. "This is Gabriella Montez and she's new to this school. So I expect for you to treat her with respect." Everybody had there own expression while looking at me. The boys where drooling some checking me out others were whispering in others ears. Some of the girls looked at me with a jealous look on their faces. Others with hate. Some with amusement. That boy who continually stared at me 'Mr. Bolton' I believe his name was, looked at me with a blank/amused expression. I just smiled shyly at everyone while I sat at an empty seat all the way in the back. Homeroom went by slowly as Mrs. Darbus went on and on about absolutely nothing. Through it all i kept getting glances from that boy. Don't get me wrong, he is damn well HOT but why is he staring at me...ME! Then I started to think that maybe he likes me or something. But I don't understand why me. I was well aware of my beauty because my mom would tell me all the time about it.

When the bell rang, everyone left the classroom except me and 'him'. I just ignored him and took out my schedule to see what my next class was. It way only the end of homeroom and it already felt like the end of the day. I read the paper that had English-Mrs. Keen right after Homeroom-Mrs. Darbus. Looks like i have english next. While putting my books away in my bag, i felt a presence above me and looked up.

So that's the end of chapter 1. Tell me what you think about it. I would love to know you guys opinion.