Midnight Under The Sun.

"Who would you kiss under the mistletoe?" Sharpay asked Gabriella.

"Probably," she answered. "Troy Bolton."

"Okay," She sighed.

"Is that a problem?" She asked her.

"Yes," she replied. "Troy Bolton doesn't do the mistletoe."

"Why?" She asked.

"Because he's never kissed a girl," she told her.

"How did you know that?" She asked.

"He told me once," she said, as Troy Bolton walked towards them.

"He never told me," she cried, taking her books out of her bags.

"So," she said. "have you seen Ryan?"

"No," she answered. "I haven't."

"Oh," she breathed.

"Hey, sharpay," Troy started. "Can I talk to Gabriella alone?"

"Sure," She said, going of to find Ryan.

"Gabriella," Troy began. "Will you go out with me? On a date?"

"Yes," she answered. "I will go out with you."

"But will you be the one I kiss under the mistletoe?" He asked her, curiously.

"Yes," she replied. "I will be the one you kiss under the mistletoe, before Christmas day comes. I promise."

"I know," he said. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said. "But what if you don't want to kiss me, like Sharpay told me?"

"You heard about that?" He asked.

"Yes," she sighed. "I did hear about that."

Then Gabriella picked up her things, and put them into her bag.

"Mum," she said, getting into the car. "Do we really have to move to Forks?"

"Yes," she said. "But you won't be able to go back for Christmas."

"Why not?" She asked.

"Because it'll be too far," she replied. "You'll make new friends and try to fit in."

"Okay," She sighed. "When do we leave?"

"Tonight," she repeated. "Tonight."

"Oh," she answered. "Troy wanted me to kiss him under mistletoe."

"But you won't,"

"I'm not coming back to Albuquerque?" She asked.

"That's right," she said, starting the cars engine.

"When does our stuff arrive at Forks?" She asked.

"Tomorrow," she told her. "But all the kitchen supplies are there."

Then they got on a plane to Forks.

"Who am I going to meet there?" She asked.

"New friends," she answered. "And also, someone who is as handsome as Troy was."

"Okay,"

They saw a man holding up a sign saying 'Montez'.

"I guess that's our car waiting for us out side," her mother said. "To take us to our new home."

"I know,"

They walked through the front doors, and hopped into their new car.

"Don't worry, Gabby," she told her. "You'll like it here in Forks. It's where your gonna live for the rest of your life."

"Until I find a new boyfriend?" She asked.

"Yes," she answered, looking out of the window.

"By the way," she started. "I won't worry. 'Cause it looks like I might like this new place."

"I know you will,"

Then they saw their new house, and the moving truck.

'I thought they weren't suppose to be here til tomorrow. ' she thought to herself.

"So, miss Montez," a voice said, standing behind her.

"What?" She asked.

"Your new to town," he said. "Even your daughter, Gabby."

"Sorry," she replied. "But do I know you?"

"No," he answered. "You will know me as soon as I start dating your daughter."

"Okay," she answered, as he vanished.

"Mum," Gabriella called. "Who was that?"

"Don't know," she answered. "But he said that he'll be dating you."

"Oh,"

"But does he go to school here?" She asked.

"I think he does," she replied. "But you'll never know."

"Okay," she said, softly. "But I thought..."

"I know, Gabriella." she said, kissing her daughter on the forehead, and getting the boxes, and putting them into the house.

"Which room do you want?" She asked. "Because I'm taking the room down here."

"Okay," she breathed. "I take the one upstairs."

"Alrighty then," she sighed, almost forgetting to tell her that she had school the next day.

"You have school tomorrow," she told her. "I trust that you'll make new friends there,"


The next morning, the bus had come to collect Gabriella.

"Who's the new girl?" A guy asked.

"That's Gabriella Montes," a girl said. "She moved all the way from Albuquerque."

"Oh," he said, seeing Gabriella getting on the bus.

"Hey, new girl," a boy called. "You can sit with me if you want too."

"No," she answered, shyly. "I'm going to sit on my own."

"Okay," he said, as a boy got up and sat next to her and started to build up a conversation.

"You must be new here," he said, waiting for her reply.

"Unfortunately," she answered. "I am. My mum got a promotion here in Forks."

"Well," he replied. "Your going to love it here in Forks."

"I know,"

When the school bus had reached the school, he showed her to her locker, and her find her class that she was in.

"Miss. Montez." The teacher called. "Take a seat next to Edward Cullen."

'Okay,' she thought to herself. 'Just breathe.'

"Hi," he said, in a small voice. "I was the one at your house yesterday."

"Was you?" She asked.

"Yes," he answered. "Speaking to your mother."

"Okay," she said, noticing his eye colour. "Did you get eye contacts?"

"No," he said, getting up. "There not contacts."

" Why?" She asked.