Ok here's Chapter 2
The next morning, everyone was getting cleared by security. The Montezes hadn't arrived yet. All of the teenagers were almost asleep on their feet. But once they saw Air Force One, they became awake and as excited at five year olds on Christmas morning. News crews are already surrounding the airport to catch the President-Elect and his family leave New Mexico for Washington D.C. All of the activities quickly paused once they heard the police sirens of the Presidential motorcade. The motorcade pulled up along side of Air Force One. Mr. Montez got out followed by Ms. Montez and then finally Gabriella. The First Family smiled and waved to the reporters and the photographers. Gabriella stood between her parents and held both of their hands as they made their way over to the aircraft. Military personell saluted Mr. Montez. Gabriella walked over to the others and gave them a tired smile.
"Why do we have to leave so early?" Taylor asked her best friend.
"My parents are having dinner with President Anderson and the First Lady tonight." Gabriella explained. "Since we have to pick up my dad's parents in San Antonio in order to get to Washington on time, we have to leave early. But don't worry, the seats on here are very comfortable. It will be easy to fall asleep."
"And how would you know that?" Troy asked playfully pulling her into his arms so he could warm her up.
"Laci Anderson and I have been emailing each other. She's been telling me the perks of being a First Daughter."
"Guys, come on. We've got to get on board." Troy's father, Jack Bolton called.
"Gabby, come on!" Mrs. Montez stated.
Gabriella quickly kissed Troy and went to join her parents. Mr. Montez wrapped his arm around her shoulders as the family began to climb the stairs to the plane. They turned and waved to the media one last time.
Two hours later, the plane landed in San Antonio to pick up Mr. Montez' parents. Gabriella hadn't been able to greet them because she was being interviewd by People Magazine. Because she was only seventeen, her parents only granted interviews with certain magazines. Mrs. Montez sat off to the side.
"Will you be going to private school in Washington?" the reporter, Melody Simmons asked her.
"No, I'm going to finish high school in New Mexico since I only have one semester left." Gabriella answered. "And then in the fall, I start at UCLA."
"What are your hopes for your father's Presidency?"
"I hope that he leaves a positive legacy and hopefully a world that is more peaceful than before."
"Will you be attending any of the Inaugural Balls Monday night?"
"At least one of them. I'm not much of a party person. I know I'm probably going to have to get used to several parties."
"Are you going to be looking at some of the senators' sons?"
"No, I have a boyfriend."
"What does your Inaugrual dress look like?"
"It's a pearl color and was designed by Oscar dela Renta."
"No more hints, huh?"
"Nope." Gabriella said giggling. "It's a surprise."
"Thank you, Gabriella. I will see you at your photoshoot on Thursday."
"Thank you." Gabriella said shaking her hand as they stood up.
"Well Mija, you have finished your last interview." Mrs. Montez said as Melody left.
"Did I do alright?"
"You were wonderful. By Christmas, you'll be a natrual."
"Hopefully."
"Although, they're going to want you and Troy to do an interview together."
"We'll have to see about that." Gabriella said. "I'm going to go see Nana and Paw-Paw."
"Ok."
Gabriella walked out of the room. One of her father's aides told her that Mr. Montez and his parents were in Mr. Montez' Ocal Office on the plane. Gabriella walked back to try and find it. On the way, she passed her friends watching news coverage on them. As she passed Troy, Troy kissed her hand gently. Gabriella smiled and told them she would be back in a few minutes.
"Gabby!" Guadalupe Montez exclaimed when she saw her granddaughter.
"Hello, Nana." Gabriella said smiling.
"You look incredible." Alfonso Montez told her.
"Thank you."
"You can thank Troy for that." Mr. Montez said. "He takes great care of her and makes our Gabby happy."
"Are you excited?" Alfonso asked.
"I'm excited for Daddy, but I'm so nervous for myself."
"You're going to be just fine." Mr. Montez told his daughter. "And remember, you're only seventeen."
Gabriella smiled and nodded her head before walking out if the office. She went to join the others watching TV. Troy smiled and pulled her into his lap, Gabriella giggled and smiled as she leaned into kiss him gently.
"Gabriella." Christina Roberts, her mother's secretary stated. "I have something for you."
"Ok."
"This if from Margaret Truman. It's a book called 'All the President's Children'. Ms. Truman thought you would like it."
"Will she be there tomrrow?" Gabriella asked. "So I can thank her in person?"
"Yes, she is sitting right behind you at the Inauguration."
"So, how did your interviews go?" Troy asked.
"Pretty good. If we're still together in a year, they want us to do a joint interview."
"I'm game." Troy agreed as everyone laughed.
That afternoon, the plane landed at Dulles Airport. The President-Elect and his family disembarked first followed by their friends and then finally their staff. Three limousines drove them to the hotel they would be staying at for the night. As soon as they got there, Mr. and Mrs. Montez began to get ready for their dinner with the outgoing President and First Lady. Gabriella was looking out her window to see Washington DC. Her mother's secretary approached her.
"Is there anything you'd like to do?" she asked. "Go to a couple of monuments?"
"Do you think we could go to the American History Smithsonian?" Gabriella asked.
"I think that can be arranged. Do you want to take the car?"
"No, it's right over there. We can walk it."
"Alright, I'll call the curator to let him know you are coming."
"Thanks, Christina."
Ten minutes later, the gang, along with Gabriella's security, were making their way across the section of the Mall to the American History Smithsonian. The museum had already closed but the curator was more than happy to give the future First Daughter and her friends a private guided tour. The group walked up the front steps.
"Ms. Montez?" a man asked. "I'm Nigel Matthews, the curator of the American History Smithsonian."
"Thank you for the tour. Are you sure you don't have any other plans? Because if you do, we would be more than happy to come back at a later time." Gabriella stated.
"Nonsense, it is my honor to give you a tour."
Thank you."
"I have chosen the highlights of our museum and then we will go to any of the exhibits you wish to explore."
Everyone walked into the museum. Nigel led them over to where the First Ladies exhibit began. Everyone began to wander off to explore the exhibit at their own pace. Troy and Gabriella walked with Nigel as he gave stories about certain intems on display. Troy had his right arm draped over his girlfriend's shoulder as Gabriella wrapped her delicate fist around his right thumb. She was leaning against her boyfriend and had her hand hooked in his back pocket. Troy leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"These are our collections of our First Lady dresses. Right over there is Mary Todd Lincoln's dress and right next to hers is one of Jackie Kennedy's dress." Nigel explained.
"I can't believe some of these dresses were even in style." Gabriella said laughing.
"Now, your mother's Inaugural gown will go on display upstairs next to Martha Washington's dress."
"Wow, that's very impressive."
For two hours, Nigel gave the group a guided tour. As they were going past a display of items belonging to past First Children, Gabriella mentioned about donating one of her old dolls to the museum. The group began the short journey back to their hotel. As they were right across from the White House, they all stopped.
"Well, there's Gabby's new home." Chad announced to everyone.
"Ms. Montez, we have to be on our way." Agent Ross said. "This place isn't secured."
"Alright." Gabriella agreed.
The group walked into the hotel lobby. Just as they were walking in, a huge bar fight made its way out to the lobby. Agents Ross and Michaels quickly ushered Gabriella towards the elevators. Two other security gaurds quickly made their way towards them. The elevator doors opened and the Secret Service got Gabriella onto it.
"Luck Charm is secured." Agent Michaels said into his wrist communicator.
"What about my friends?" Gabriella asked.
"They're on their way up now, we had to get you to safety."
Five minutes later, the group was reunited on their floor. Gabriella quickly asked if everyone was alright. They all decided to get ready for bed since tomorrow was going to be a busy, event filled day.
