29th August 2008

Albuquerque, New Mexico

So I guess I'd better start this properly, you know, with the date etc. My name is Gabriella Montez, and today Diary, you are going to learn a little bit more about this fantabulous person aka. me.

First things first, I'm not that special. I'm not fantabulous in the slightest - just pretty normal. I have curly brown hair, big brown eyes, average body, and quite a nice smile. I'm happy some of the time, the rest of the time I'm not.

So that leaves you with Gabriella Montez; the average girl.

Who used to live in LA.

I loved LA, loved the liveliness of the city, and how I could sink into the shadows. I loved how nobody knew who I was and never questioned anything I did because they didn't notice I did it. I loved how I went to a school which held over 1000 pupils, and I never had a name to my face. I loved how I just blended in with everyone else; and I loved being with the other nobodies, just living life one day at a time with no-one watching me.

Now suddenly, I'm the new girl.

I moved to Albuquerque today. To be honest, I wasn't looking forward to it - it was our annual move, something that I'm used to. Again my mother promised me it would be the last time she transferred until I moved to college, but I doubt that. We move constantly; it's the only way I know to live.

So now I've ended up here, as I was telling you. We've moved into a nice, quite spacious house, painted in white with a balcony connected to my room. Yes, it sounds good so far, but I never knew how quickly news spread in this area. It seemed like we'd only been there a few minutes before we had people at our door welcoming us and asking to help. Okay, it was nice of them to offer, but I was so taken aback by how… noticed we were, I wasn't sure if they could be trusted.

Within an hour nearly all of the people situated in Albuquerque had visited us. I'd met one person whom I knew I'd be seeing at school; a quiet girl called Kelsi. That suited me just fine. She was quiet and kept to herself just like I did, and the fact that I wouldn't be completely alone on my first day pleased me.

But I can't help missing LA. I'd gotten used to the vibe that city gave off. LA is the exact opposite of where I am now. Completely different. Everyone likes a change once in a while, I suppose. But when you are constantly moving around you want to stick in one place for longer than other people do. That's why part of me wishes I was back there, in the safety of the big bustling city where no-one knew me. How, here, it seems like I'm a local celebrity - The New Girl Who Will Be Attending East High. I don't like it: being known.

Now there are no shadows to rush into.

There are no herds of humans to hide behind.

And I'm attending a school with a maximum of 300 pupils.

How will I ever survive in Albuquerque?

A/N; And that's basically how this story will remain. That's the basic idea; Gabriella telling you through her eyes what she does and feels - like any diary that is written. This is the average length it'll be. But if you've written a diary before (I have) you'll know that some days you have lots to write and others you'll only write a single line. That's the sort of feel and approach I want to take with this; the feeling that this is real and it's something she might have written. Also, I'm not just going to be telling the story of HSM in this. Some of the events will be this same, but I'm taking my own twist.

Anyways, thanks for the reviews you gave me yesterday. Can I have some more?