Author's Note: As my writing style develops, I'm testing out a different point of view. Remember 80 reviews before the next chapter, so click the review button when you're finished reading :)
Tell me, which style do you prefer. First person or this one? I think this point of view is omniscient if I remember correctly.
On Saturday's there are only three rules that Gabriella have followed. Three rules that completed nearly seven out of the sixteen years since her birth. Since that fateful day, never has any of those rules been broken. They might as well have been engraved in stone because they were a Gabriella Montez tradition.
On Friday night, she slept around two am, watching practically every type of movie genre possible. Comedy. Horror. Fantasy. Science-fiction. Animated. Romance. Her last thought before she went to sleep was about Disney. She had realized they had made one great error in their films; they made little girls believe there was such thing as happily ever after.
Ten minutes later, she was sleeping blissfully.
Four hours later, she heard her name being called out. "Gabriella sweetie, would you like to come with me?" her mother asked, her voice was a little more than a whisper, but it was loud enough to wake her daughter up.
"It's only," she looked at her wall clock. "Six am?" she questioned.
"Of course, I'm off to see Matthew off, would you like to come?"
Who was she kidding? Everyone, well practically everyone, knew that Gabriella Montez was a man-hater.
"Fuck no!" Gabriella screamed back before hiding her head under the delicate white covers of her bed before making funny looking gestures for her mother to leave the room.
No footsteps were heard, only shallow breathing signaling Gabriella had fallen asleep once more.
"All right Gabriella, if you don't want to go now, I'll just ask Troy to come over to watch you. I wouldn't want you all alone."
If she had been counting, she would have realized that all three of her sacred rules had been broken in a mere two minutes. Seven years of ritual tradition down the drain.
Rule One, Under no circumstances are you to be awake before noon.
"It's only," she looked at her wall clock. "Six am?" she questioned.
But it didn't stop there, after she had fallen asleep once more, she had awoken in two hours, at eight a.m.
It was practically impossible from then on to fall back into a deep slumber because the sun's rays were shining brightly through her bedroom window.
"Rule one, broken." she muttered to herself as she went into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.
Her eyes had bags under them due to lack of sleep and her hair was all tangled from trying multiple positions to get back to sleep. Her clothes were folded at odd angles, her mouth smelled of sleep, and her body was drooping. An average person would have assumed today would be a bad day, but not Gabriella, she decided to look at the bright side; Matthew was heading back to UCLA, practically ages away from Albuquerque.
She walked into her closet and grabbed a pair of red booty shorts, white tank-top and red hoodie that spelled "Wildcats" on the front in white lettering. After changing out of her pajamas and into the clothes, brushing her teeth and combing the knots out of her hair, she decided to take a jog to pass the time.
Nothing could rain on her happy parade that Matthew Bolton was leaving, so as she ran through the park, she greeted everyone she knew - even mustering a small wave to the guys.
"Hello there Mr. Bolton, I thought you'd be seeing Matthew off?" she questioned cheerfully, an expression of pure shock as evident on Jack Bolton's face because the phrase man-hater meant she wasn't civil to any men.
"I would Gabriella, but unfortunately, I have some papers to look over. I've said my good-byes though." he replied as she continued to jog down the park.
She continued to job along the beaten down brick red running track that ended at the basketball courts. As she neared the courts, she had caught a glimpse of the West High basketball team practicing. Instead of finishing her job, she briskly turned around and jogged the remaining distance back to her home.
As Gabriella entered her house, she glanced at the clock as it read 10:46 AM, it still wasn't even noon.
She decided to take a long soothing bath since her mother would probably stay with the Bolton's up until dinnertime. Gabriella briskly walked upstairs and into her closet to pick different clothes to wear around the house since the ones she was wearing were laced in sweat.
"Hmm, I'll just wear these." she said as she grabbed a tank top and yellow booty shorts, she wasn't really expecting to go anywhere today.
After her shower, she changed and settled herself on the couch, it still wasn't noon yet so all the decent t.v shows weren't on. She kept skimming the channels over and over again, but no avail. In the end, she popped in the movie Enchanted and situated herself in a comfortable position as the previews passed.
"Oh wow. Cleaning with rats?" Gabriella asked the still air. Obviously, there was no response.
She watched the movie up until the credits and sang along to the final song.
Start a new fashion, wear your heart on your sleeve
Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe
Unafraid, unashamed
There is joy to be claimed in this world
You even might
Wind up being glad to be you
"Ugh, Disney did it again. They made another happily ever after." she stormed out of the room after taking the DVD out to find something more interesting to do with her time.
Rule Two, Always be relaxed and calm
"Fuck no!" Gabriella screamed back before hiding her head under the delicate white covers of her bed before making funny looking gestures for her mother to leave the room.
After Enchanted Gabriella managed to bump her shin on the table as she was leaving the room.
"OUCH!" she exclaimed as a bruise formed on her once clear skin.
She sat on the ground to survey the damage formed.
'Nothing too bad. Shoot, who am I kidding? I can't fricken' feel my leg.' She thought to herself.
In order to not move her leg so much, she decided to get on the computer and just IM people to pass the time.
With each step, she muttered "Fuck" as she limped towards the computer in her bedroom.
Her computer clock read 1:32PM as she signed into her Yahoo IM. (Author's Note: The way they're typing is my style of IM messaging, semi-literate)
Gabriella Montez - Available
Friends (3/29)
»Taylor«
Sharpink
Troy Bolton
Why I hadn't deleted Troy off my friend list yet, I'll never know.
»Taylor«:hey gabs :)
Gabriella Montez: hi tay . saturdays are boring . can you believe that i already broke two of my THREE rules?
»Taylor«: are you sure you weren't taking those rules too far?
Gabriella Montez: positive . those are sacred rules . i had been doing them for seven years tay. seven . that's practically two years from half of my life .
»Taylor«: you're over working yourself over stupid little details . let me guess, your mom is at the bolton's so you have nothing better to do that to go online ?
Gabriella Montez: kinda .
Gabriella Montez: see, my mom woke me up at six . went to the bolton's and left me here . after i went back to sleep, i woke up at eight, went for a jog, took a shower, watching enchanted, then as i was getting up ...
»Taylor«: go on...
Gabriella Montez: i'm getting to it ! i bruised my shin and to avoid the pain times 87986793846743856 i decided to just IM people .
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Sharpink: hey gabi! what's up?
Gabriella Montez: pain, agony, lonliness
Sharpink: and i thought i was the drama queen!
Gabriella Montez: haha . don't flatter yourself, girls are just born dramatic ..
Gabriella Montez: you know ?
Sharpink: ahah . whatever .
Sharpink: wait a minute ..
Sharpink: you usually aren't online unless absolutely necessary ... so why now ?
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»Taylor«: i didn't knoe your shin could hurt that much !
Gabriella Montez: sorry, i was IMing shar .
»Taylor«: it's fine, i'm still here, aren't i ?
Gabriella Montez: don't you have a big ego today ?
»Taylor«: shut up !
Gabriella Montez: insulting much ?
»Taylor«: sorry, gotta go . chad's here ..
Gabriella Montez: yeah, ignore the subject completely :P
»Taylor«: bye!
»Taylor« has logged out.
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Gabriella Montez: fuck fuck fuck .
Sharpink: woah dollface, what's wrong ?
Gabriella Montez: my leg fucking hurts so bad now .
Gabriella Montez: it was fine a little bit ago, but now it's PAINFUL !
Sharpink: just stay calm want me to come over ?
Gabriella Montez: hell no, then i'd have to fricken' walk downstairs to unlock the door .
Sharpink: where's the spare key ?
Gabriella Montez: not telling hun . i don't want you BARGING IN when i don't expect you .
Sharpink: someone's PMSing today
Gabriella Montez: you think ??
Sharpink: how many rules did you break today ?
Gabriella Montez: two .
Gabriella Montez: are you the one ringing the doorbell downstairs ?
Gabriella Montez: shar, it better not be you !
Sharpink: i swear it's not !
Gabriella Montez: whatever . brb, i have to check who it is .
Sharpink: whatever, i'll still be here .
Gabriella Montez has signed out.
Gabriella began to limp slowly downstairs as she neared the front door. As she took a look in the peephole, she didn't see Sharpay Evans. Oh no, Sharpay Evans is always seen wearing pink, the guy at the door was not wearing pink.
He was wearing a blue polo and blue faded jeans.
He was Troy Bolton, definitely not Sharpay Evans.
Gabriella silently debated to herself if she should open the door?
Should I open it? It'd be rude if I didn't.
But he is Matthew Bolton's brother ...
Against her better judgment, she opened the door and stared at his intense blue eyes.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked calmly as she leaned against the door so she wouldn't lean on her bad leg.
Troy shrugged in response. "Your mom asked if I would come over."
"So, you'd rather be with me then saying good-bye to your precious brother?" Gabriella replied icily.
"Precious? Nah, but he's a good guy Ella, you know that." he grinned.
"Gabriella to you. Stop with the bullshit, you know as well as I that he isn't a good guy." she roared at him.
"Yes he is. If he didn't break up with you, you would agree!" he retorted.
"But he did break up with me, so I don't agree!" Gabriella screamed as she shut the door in his face.
She then took out her cell phone and logged back into messenger.
Gabriella Montez - Available
Friends (1/29)
Gabriella Montez: okay, it wasn't you . it was TROY !
Sharpink: r u serious ?
Gabriella Montez: unfortunately .
Sharpink: go back there !
Gabriella Montez: why ?
Sharpink: go go go go !
Gabriella Montez: NO !
Sharpink: go !
Gabriella Montez: fine .
Sharpink: bye babe, have fun :)
Gabriella Montez: blehhh
Gabriella Montez has logged out.
Rule Three, Plan everything, no surprises!
"All right Gabriella, if you don't want to go now, I'll just ask Troy to come over to watch you. I wouldn't want you all alone."
Had Gabriella been awake, she wouldn't have to be surprised when Troy was at the door. She wouldn't have shut the door to his shocked face. And she definitely wouldn't be surprised to hear him just outside her door that very moment.
"Gabriella, your mom asked me to come over so you won't be alone. I don't intend on leaving just like that." he said through the door.
"Just leave Troy. Why don't you just date a girl and break her heart, just like guys always do?" Gabriella questioned, emotionless.
"I don't break hearts Gabriella." he explained.
"Then just find some slut to fuck and leave me alone!" she exclaimed at the door.
Unfortunately for Gabriella, the rules can be broken worse. And as all things could go worse, Troy found the spare key hidden behind the loose brick of the window sill. Once he opened the door, and pushed slightly, Gabriella fell because she had leaned her weight on it.
"You bitch!" Gabriella moaned as she was about to fall. She braced herself for all the pain that was about to follow, but she never hit the ground.
A pair of arms caught her midway and they rested on her hips until she was able to regain her balance.
"I'll take that as a thank you from you." he chuckled.
"Take it as whatever you want. But the fact of the matter remains, I don't want you here!"
"I know you don't, but your mom asked me to come here, so that's why I'm here. I'm not here because of you, I'm here for her." he reasoned.
"Suck up." Gabriella stuck her tongue out at him.
"If you say so." Troy shrugged his shoulders.
"But honestly, I figure you'd rather spend the day with your brother, you know before he leaves?" she rambled in that same emotionless voice.
"Sometimes things come up." he said solemnly.
"Sometimes things don't come up." she replied as she tried shutting the door in his face once more.
"You can at least try to act civil with me." he requested.
"Man-hater means hater of men Troy. You'll have to deal with it."
Rule One, Under no circumstances are you to be awake before noon.
Rule Two, Always be relaxed and calm.
Rule Three, Plan everything, no surprises!
Seven years gone, just like that.
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life