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"Gabriella Anne! Our new neighbor's have invited us over for dinner, we need to make a good impression." Her father Carlos called.
Gabriella sighed to herself. This whole moving everywhere was all about first impression. She began cleaning up the paints and undid her hair from the tight ponytail, letting her curls fall down her upper back.
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"So this is the girl?" Troy Bolton asked passing Cara her stress ball.
Cara nodded. "Yep, this is the one, I think you'll like her Troy." she told him whipping the stress ball at him, which he caught with his quick reflexes. "One of these days you'll miss and that ball will hit you in the face."
Troy whipped it back at her, to have her catch it "Touché." he responded with a smirk.
"Carolina! Troy! The neighbor's are here!" a young girl yelled from downstairs.
"Carolina this is Carlos Montez, and his daughter Gabriella Anne." Mrs. Lynch said while ushering the two inside.
Both Cara and Troy looked in awe at Gabriella. She had dark brown, almost black curls that went down her lean frame. She was a bit short, but not in a weird way. She wore a white lace cami under a long v-neck light blue sweater. Light wash jeans and white flats with a cute belt completed the look.
Cara glanced down at her shirt from Hollister, denim shorts, and flip flops. "She cleans up nice, I wonder where she shops." she thought.
"Whoa." Troy thought. She was, defiantly not the girl Cara had described over the phone. She looked, hot. But not like she was trying to hard.
"Hey, you can call me Gabi if you want." she said with a smile.
"I'm Cara, my names not actually Carolina, sorry about my mother, she's pushy when she's trying to be welcoming. This is Troy Bolton." she said, shoving Troy towards her, then hollering at her mom about something burning.
Gabriella and Troy collided briefly, in literal terms. Their heads smacked together as they collapsed on the wood floor of the entryway. Before Troy could even re-act, Gabriella was holding her head in the corner.
"I'm sorry about her, are you crying?" Troy asked her reaching softly for his shoulder. He was stunned when her petite hand came out and slapped his arm away, sending a bolt of electricity through both of them.
She looked up and glared through her chocolate brown eyes, before standing up and dusting herself off. She slumped her shoulders and bit her lip before squeezing her eyes shut. She quickly shook it off and headed towards the direction of the kitchen.
Troy followed behind, at a distance in shock. One minute she was happy, then in pain, then angry, then upset, and then she was okay?
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"The lasagna is very nice Mrs. Lynch." Gabriella complimented softly with a smile as Cara handed her a plate of seconds.
"Thank you sweetie, you're welcome to eat over anytime. Lord knows men can't cook." she said looking at her with a smile.
"Hey! I resent that, I can almost boil water by myself now!" Carlos joked.
"Almost being the key word Mr. Montez, almost." Cara piped up, receiving a laugh.
"Gabi can you pass me the salt?" Troy asked. Gabriella's head whipped around and her face became void of emotion, giving him a cold distant look.
She folded her fingers around the salt and stiffened. Cara turned to watch with curiosity and soon Mrs. Lynch and Carlos also looked. She extended her arm shaking towards him across the table, before freezing in mid-air.
"That's kind of weird," Cara thought
"Is she going to be okay?" Mrs. Lynch asked Carlos.
"Of course." he replied smoothly. "Ella!" he said loudly, to get her attention.
Gabriella snapped around and dropped the salt, before somewhat jumping. She seemed startled, and scared.
"It's Gabriella Anne's first day of school tomorrow, we'd best be on our way." Carlos said kindly, as he guided Gabriella swiftly out the front door.
"Troy, you me, room, now." Cara snapped.
"Carolina, sweetie, be safe, always use protection!" her mom hollered.
Cara just looked at Troy and blushed scarlet red as Troy tried to stifle his laughter.
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Gabriella looked across her room. On one wall she had a giant mural of her holding a three year old girl, and sitting next to a girl who looked almost exactly like her. On the opposite wall she had a half chalkboard, half corkboard, for pictures and writing. The other two walls were bare with two buckets of paint. Boxes reached the ceiling of the room.
"Do you want to talk about it?" her father asked unsurely, wondering how his wife did it, girl talks and such.
"No. I. Do. Not." she snarled through gritted teeth, whipping around to face him. "Let's remember whose idea this was, and whose fault this is." she stated, pointing an accusing finger at him.
"Ella it was for the best," her father tried.
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" You hear that?" Cara asked putting the x-box controller down. Troy made a whining noise.
"Call of Duty 3 later, girl now, listen, and don't get caught." she told him dragging him out to her balcony.
"Why are we crouching?" Troy asked.
"So they don't see us." she replied.
"Why are we whispering?" Troy asked.
"So they can't hear us." she replied exasperated.
"Well why are we listening?" Troy asked.
"Never call me Ella again! This move was not for the best! I want Mom! I want Leah! I want Lily!" a voice (which was obviously Gabriella's) screamed.
"I wanted you to have a future!" a different voice boomed.
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Carlos Montez slammed the door of his daughter's room with a bang that the whole neighborhood could hear. She scrunched up her face, tensing her muscles. Then she untensed and put on a straight face before pulling her hair up into a bun and changing into sweats.
"New life." she whispered to herself, grabbing her guitar and heading for the balcony.
Gabriella noticed Troy and Cara (who were no longer crouching) standing out on her balcony arguing about something P.E. related.
"Hey Cara!" she said with a smile and a wave, as the two turned to wave to her. "Troy." she said with a nod.
"Listen, I was wondering if maybe you could help me with painting my room, maybe this weekend, if you're not busy." she asked nervously chewing her lip.
"We'd love to, we'll ask our friends to help out too! It'll be fun! Good way to get to know everyone. Of course, only if you'll see a movie with us on Friday." Cara said with a smile.
"Okay, see you at school." she said with a wave before retreating to her room.
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"I like her," Cara stated.
"I don't understand her." Troy stated.
"You will, but don't mess this up, I like her, I have a feeling she's different from the rest." Cara told him before walking inside.
"Gabi." Troy whispered to himself.
Hi All! Thanks for the amazing reviews! They're all so nice, and even if you're just adding my story! You're the best.
So I understand that Gabriella's a confusing character, we still have a lot to learn about her, so be patient, if you don't get it, ask, or do what I do if you're to shy to ask, re-read, lol.
Now that Gabriella's been introduced the story will mainly switch off between Troy and her, Cara will fall into the background with the rest of the gang. Although I must say I do like her.
Now Two questions for upcoming chapters…
Gabi's room is going to have a really unique look to it, but what color should she be painting it?
If Troy had a secret want to become something other than a basketball player (or singer, actor type of thing) what do you think it would be?
Love it! Review it! Meredith Jane
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