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Love Happens Sometimes, Not Always

Chapter 1

You see I was different…well a bad different. I had a sister and I wish I didn't. I had family wealth, I would prefer to be living in a gutter. I'm the luckiest daddies girl in the world, and yet somehow I'd prefer just a hug. I had a lot I didn't want and the simple things I did weren't there. I was Gabriella Montez, the girl with the Grey eyes.

Gabriella's POV

'Gabriella get up!' April called from the foot of the stairs. 'I'm COMING!' I yelled to her. I stomped downstairs dressed in my usual style. I had a cropped grey waistcoat over a White t-shirt and a washed out grey denim mini-skirt that ended at my mid-thigh. My black hair hung in its natural loose ringlets mid way down my back and my grey eyes were framed with no make-up. I hated the stuff personally.

I liked to Dance and sing but only secretly. No-one knew that , since a young age I have been taught Flamenco, Modern, Ballroom, figure-skating and to sing since I was 3. It was my mothers idea but she died in a car crash when I was 13 and I didn't want to let go of her.

She had always wanted to skate but due to being hit my a car her knee hadn't healed from the crash and was unable to fulfil her dream. Well I was going to do it for her.

GABRIELLA IF YOU DO NOT GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW-' oh shut up April 'I'M COMING!' I yelled at the top of my lungs as I bounded the last swirl of the huge stair case. Why do we need a mansion anyway, people were dying in Africa and we live in a bloody state of a house? 'oh no' I glared at my older sister, blond of course 'what?' I seethed 'I thought you might of got taller but nope, still little miss midget' I growled and pushed past her.

April was unfortunately my sister. She was blond, Tall, Skinny, Dumb, Pathetically boy obsessed (despite the fact she has never had a boyfriend) and the white sheep of the family, literally. We all had olive toned skin and had a normal mind whereas April was like an albino and had a very twisted mind.

My parents didn't know what to call her, she was so strange and almost 3 months late it was all a little serial, so they named her after the month she was born in, April.

'you know April if you actually read maybe you could get past Y7' I teased, April had never got past her first year of high school and was still there now even at nearly 17. 'isn't it embarrassing having your 15 year old sister getting better marks than you? Or that I'm more suited for collage than you?' I kept digging taking out all my anger before walking out the door with a slice of bread in one hand my bag in the other.

I knew it was my first day, and that I shouldn't be as nervous as I was but I couldn't help it. I bit my lip constantly, only to realize what I was doing and stopping. I was going to East High and I was so scared I would be known as Brain Girl again. I really couldn't stand another high school experience like that.

I opened the large doors leading into my new school, everything was in the basketball team colours and it startled me how hyped up the school seemed to be on sport. I carried on walking looking at the sheet of paper I had received with my welcoming letter. It stated where my form room was and I wasn't sure where I was going. I stumbled around aimlessly until the hallways were empty and I had to check every door number to see if it was my room,

'ugh' I groaned quietly do these door numbers have any logical pattern? Nope apparently notgreat just great now I was talking to myself in my head I doubt doctors will classify that as just "thinking".

I finally found the room I was meant to be in. I reached tentatively toward the brass door handle before just stuffing the whole do I want to open this door?-thing and just pulled it quickly and entering abruptly. 'may I help you?' a lady said looked down her nose to inspect me over her glasses. 'um I'm Gabriella Montez? I'm new' I said quietly, my nerves getting the better of me.

Troy's POV

I watched as she shyly walked into the room, I smiled subconsciously. I only realized what I was doing when Chad kicked my leg under the table and I looked questionaly at him, he returned the look and then wrote on a piece of paper;

You like her don't you? :D don't deny it I know you do!

I'll admit she was beautiful but I didn't know a thing about her, let alone if she was a mass murder or not. I scribbled on the piece of paper myself stating exactly than and the adding a simple no just to clarify…what? just to avoid confusion.

The only spare seat was at the back of the class so she sat there, Gabriella what a beautiful name. SNAP OUT OF IT! I scolded myself, I'd never had a girlfriend but I lied saying that I had to everyone, to be honest the only girls around here were all plastic and fake apart from the nerds that is and they all thought me a heartless jock and wouldn't even smiled at me in the hallway rather sneer like I was some gutter scum, you could just tell we're on the best of terms! Note the extreme sarcasm that might not work considering it's a Monday morning.

I turned to looked at Gabriella, and saw out of the corner of my eye Chad smiled cockily at my interest basically saying you-soooo-like-her-! To be honest I guessed that's how it looked but I refused to admit that I liked her when I hadn't even spoken to her!

She looked up and caught my gaze, but quickly lowered her head and let her hair cover her face. I blushed as did she and turned back toward the front. That little action probably made me look like some sorta stalker in her eyes, great. Wait…What? Her eyes…

I turned back around took at her once again ands aw her eyes, they were grey, a crystal like grey but still just a beautiful as a green or a brown. They say that the eyes are a window to the soul…then what did this say about little miss Montez?

Gabriella's POV

You know when you don't fit in when you walk past a bunch of girls (or boys for that matter) and the laugh, point, snigger and gossip loudly at you. It's not a great feeling and I had just about had enough of it. The next group I passed had a dark skinned guy with frizzy hair and a basketball. 'oy! You ever heard of smiling?' he teased and I snapped I stormed over to him and punched (not slapped, slapping was for girls) him in the jaw, 'you were saying?' I said sweetly 'you got a good right hook' he murmured 'that's better' I growled at him.

'hey hey hey, what going on here?' I turned to see the sandy haired boy who had been staring at me this morning 'this girl, well she doesn't act like a girl but yeah, she just punched me!' the boy gave his out burst.

The other guy form my class had startled me, I crouched down and backed into a corner snarling at them. 'whoa you have some issues' Another boy added 'oh you wanna see issues?' I said in an emotionless voice, I swung my leg out and round in a sweeping motion, hitting the side of his legs causing him to fall. 'now if you don't mind' I said springing up and dusting off. 'my Mini-Uzi needs cleaning' I said and I could tell they had not bloody clue what I was on about, you would think boys would have a little gun sense but nope, c'mon mini-Uzi just SCREAMED machine pistol!

Review please! And remember about my question, and I hoped you liked it, I should hope you'd tell me what you like but also what you want from it, it would be easier if you told what you want to happen now, in the early stages of the story, so that I can start planning it :D

Thanks Sasha XxxX