(A/N: sry if u guys didn't catch this but yeah… the story part is in 1st person, and the flashbacks r in 3rd person om. Also, sry for the two or three little typos in the last chapter… just noticed them. Ahh!)

Rating: T… just incase

Disclaimer: I don't own HSM… yadda, yadda, yadda, you know all of that jazz !

Now onto the story:

Chapter 2

My Kinda Stories!

Gabriella's POV

I sat contently reading my favorite book of all time, wearing a snuggly outfit in the lobby of the hotel my mom and I were staying at over winter break. I have never really been the sporty one, or the partying one, so instead of skiing or meeting new people I was doing what I did best: reading alone on a comfy couch. Suddenly y mom ran over to me, wearing her most expensive attire. Now what does she want? I put on my best 'I'm the perfect daughter in the world' face and smiled up at her. "Gabriella! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you." Oh great… this doesn't sound too promising. "Why aren't you at the New Year's party yet, in the lodge?"

"Oh please Mom, just a few more pages." I didn't feel like doing anything right now. In fact, I almost never want to do anything but read or do math or science. Oh well. My mom looked at the outside paper covering that was on my hard-backed book. It read "A Tale Of Two Cities."

"Gabriella, I laid out your best clothes, now go." She then walked away. She knew I had no other choice but to go. I sighed as I decided I would read one more page of my book, so I could finish this chapter. I took off the paper cover to my book, leaving the raw hard-backed engraved cover. This time the book read "Gossip Girls: You Know You Love Me." I chuckled to myself. My mom never knew all those times she found me "studying" or reading college leveled books for fun, I was really reading books like the Gossip Girls collection. Even since I was about 12 or 13.. yeah I was 13, I was messed up so bad the only think that I found entertaining was reading about sex, drugs, and scandal. Oh yes, that's right. When I was 13 I read my first story from a website called

13-year-old Gabriella sits at her computer desk at her house when an Instant Message box pops onto the screen. It was from her friend, Rosalie.

ROSEahlee: Heyy girl! ;-)

Gabzz16: Hey!

ROSEahlee: whoa, I found this cool website. It's like you get to write and read stories by other teenagers about movies and stuff

Gabzz16: sounds cool. And we are teens now! Lol

ROSEahlee: duh! I mean I've been 13 for a whole month now

Gabzz16: we are so mature :-D haha

ROSEahlee: anyway, want the link?

Gabzz16: oh course

ROSEahlee: okay, it's it's so cool, check it out

Gabzz16: thnx!

ROSEahlee: np! Happy reading!

ROSEahlee has signed off at 6:13pm.

Gabriella closes the window and opens up and Internet window. She goes to fan fiction and clicks on TV shows. "Whoa, there's a lot," she mumbles to herself. She closes her eyes and randomly clicks on one of the titles. "Oh! I watch this show!" she looks at some of the titles of the stories. "which one am I supposed to pick?" "What does SLASH mean?" "Why are there no spaces between two character names?" "What does K+ mean?" were some of the questions that popped into her head. She went up to the search button and found the "rating" choice. She noticed "M" had it's own category, and wasn't mixed in with all of the K+ - T. "I wonder what all of these mean? They look like a statement for truth tables in math. But you use p and q for those, not K and T. If K, then T? Huh? (A/N: Sorry if that didn't make sense for some. Truth tables are in geometry math and use those variables). Well, the "M" rating seems special. I guess I'll check there first." She picked the story that said SLASH the most in the summery, letting her curiosity take control. About three paragraphs into the story, she comes across something that was new to her: a sex scene in a story. She was confused, worried, and a little weirded out by the vulgarity and explicitness of the scene.

End Flashback

Now all I can read are books like Gossip Girls. I finished reading the page and went up to my room to change. I grabbed my purse and my book (along with the "Tale Of Two cities" cover) and headed to my room and changed. I then went to the party. When I got there, there was a country song playing. Oh no, there were two kids about my age singing! Can someone say karaoke? I love to listen to people sing. Listen, not sing. I walked farther into the party and a guy about my age with a huge cowboy hat said "Howdy, little lady" to me. I giggled. What a cutie! I grabbed a seat and took out my book. The country song was over and the MC said something. Next thing I know, a spotlight is shining in my face. I'm blinded by the light and I feel people pushing my onto the stage to sing. Oh. Crap.

I get on stage. "Hey, someday you guys might thank me for this. Or not," the MC said as he leaves the stage. "The Start Of Something new" blares out of the speakers. Ohh, I love this song. And with that, we (me and the stranger I'm singing with) start singing.

The song ends and I finally get a good look at the person I was singing with and boy was he a HOTTIE! THANK YOU, MOM! THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME GO TO THIS PARTY!

"Troy," he says as he sticks out his hand.

"Gabriella," I sat, trying to flirt. OH MY GOD. Is he flirting with me?

"Hey, do you wanna go get some hot chocolate before the fireworks?"

OMFG!

"Yeah, sure," I reply, trying not to sound too excited, which I'm exploding on the inside.

Troy's POV

Okay, so maybe I got a little too into it during the song, but really, who cares? I'm on vacation. Who am I gonna see that really matters? Oh I met this nice girl, Gabriella, she was the one I sang with. So, just to have an excuse to leave that stupid party I invited her for some hot chocolate. Thank God she said yes or I would've been stuck with all those obnoxious kids at the so-called 'party.'

After getting hot chocolate, we walked into the balcony because it was almost midnight on New Year's Eve. We talked for a little while, and for some reason that led to getting each other's cell phone numbers. Me not wanting to be rude, got her number and mentally noted to delete it the next day. People started counting down as Gabriella and I stood awkwardly for a moment. She bit her lip, a little. I could tell she wanted to kiss me, so I consciously decided to make things a little awkward and looked away or up at the sky for a minute and then quickly sneak a peek at her to see if she was still looking at me, making things even more awkward. Haha, this was fun!

Eventually the fireworks stopped and I started talking about singing again. And it is true, I actually did have fun singing with her. I rambled on and on and turned to look at her and she was gonna. Ah well, they come, they go. I'll be back in school tomorrow, anyway.

Gabriella's POV

OMFG. I think I'm in love.