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Chapter 2

6 months later…

The now 17 year-old Gabriella (A/n: By the way, in the last chapter Gabriella was 16 and in one of the following months was her birthday so…yeah she's 17) was working on the tango in her own dance studio at home. "Ugh!" she exclaimed, she was on a 5 minute break. She was so frustrated. She's been dancing since she was 5, yet she couldn't even come up with a single move.

"Gabriella!" her nanny, Florina called.

"Yes Flor?!" Gabriella yelled, too lazy to go over to the kitchen where Florina was.

"Don't you yell at me," Florina scolded. "Get your lazy butt over here!"

"Yes Florina." Gabriella giggled and walked over to the kitchen, which was next door.

She walked into the kitchen and smelled freshly baked chocolate chip cookies—her favorite! She seated herself on one of the high stools and began munching on one. "So, um what did you want to tell me?" she asked putting her half eaten cookie down.

"I have some very good news to tell you, G." Florina replied as she wiped her hands for she had just finished washing the dishes.

"Oh really, what is it?" Gabriella asked picking up the cookie again and quickly bit it before putting it down.

"You finally got accepted to Dolores' School of Dance (Totally made that up XP)!" Florina exclaimed.

Gabriella nearly choked on the bits of cookie in her mouth. When she finally got it down her throat, she squealed so loud that a deaf person could hear it.

"What?!" Gabriella exclaimed, settling down on her chair. "I thought only you could only go there when you're 18 or older. And I didn't even send an application…"

"Well, I know who did." Florina said quietly and pointed slightly to the ceiling.

"Oh." Gabriella said. "Well, then I guess I'll do it for mom and dad."

But I bet I could get a few pointers to help me with the tango, since 'Dolores' School of Dance' is the best school of dance in the US.

"That's my girl." Florina said as she embraced her in a loving hug.

Gabriella stood, with her hair free from any tight elastic bands, in her vintage tee and skirt with shorts inside in case it flies up when she dances, in front of her new school and stared in awe. It didn't look like what she had imagined it to be. It was painted very exquisitely, some walls mimicking tones, it was built with pure concrete, strong enough to carry 5 stories of dancing feet, and the best part of all; the whole campus had auditoriums around every corner, where some of the interns were supposedly performing in every night.

She sighed. The thought of not keeping up with everyone else had entered her mind uninvited.

Don't let it get to you Gabriella! Her conscience told her. You are the offspring of the greatest dancers in the world, you know!

Gabriella knew that her conscience was right. She was the daughter of the greatest dancers; Merhito and Ysabella Montez, who had both passed away in the last 2 years…

Gabriella had knocked into someone. "Watch it, dork!" the person said coldly.

"I'm sorry." Gabriella merely replied.

"You better be." The girl said harshly. With that, the girl strutted off to only recruit her posse.

Must be the 'Queen Bee' of the school, that girl.

Gabriella shook her head and smiled a little, when she went to pick up her bag. At least one thing she predicted was true about the school; they were all sorted into different cliques. And as of now, she was in the "dork" one.

BRRiiNNGGG!!! The sound of the warning bell filled the hallways. Gabriella, who still needed to find her locker rushed upstairs.

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Gabriella started to stretch for class was about to start. Suddenly, a group of girls crowded around her.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is, Ms. Dork-who-ran-into-me-and-wrinkled-my-blouse-saying-sorry girl." The girl she ran into earlier teased, which was followed by a ring of girly laughs.

"Well, at least I don't tease girls who I don't know. For what you said isn't my name." Gabriella answered back, stretching her leg.

"Yes it is!" one of the girl's from the posse said. Gabriella could tell she was the dumb one.

"Shut up, Brianne!" the leader of the posse, the girl Gabriella ran into, whose name was Tracy scolded. "I do know your name, FYI."

"Oh, can you tell me then?" Gabriella asked her, not looking up because she was secretly smirking.

"Yeah, it's uh…it's…Macy! Yeah, Macy!" Tracy exclaimed, nervously. Gabriella tried her hardest not to laugh.

"I'm sorry. I believe that's the name of the clothing store." She said.

"Oh yeah, then if you're so smart, what's my name, huh?" Tracy asked. This got Gabriella. Her eyes searched for an answer…jackpot!

"It's Tracy." She said simply.

Tracy's eyes widened in surprise, "H-how did you know that? Are y-you some psychic or something?"

"Nope, just perfect eye vision." Gabriella concluded, looking at Tracy's shirt before skipping off.

Tracy looked down, and there printed boldly on her shirt were the letters T-R-A-C-Y. She felt heat rise to her rosy cheeks as she watched Gabriella walk over to their dance instructor, Ms. Gomez.

"Class, take your places. We have two new students in need of a position, so I need to fit them in." Ms. Gomez announced. Tracy and Gabriella's eyes widened. Two new students?!

"First of all this is Gabriella Montez, she is a bit younger than all of you so please treat her with kindness." She said, making Gabriella blush. She didn't want anyone to know she was younger than them, because it would make it harder for her.

"And last, but not least I would like to introduce you to the greatest teen break dancer in the world, the one and only…"

"Troy Bolton!" Troy finished walking into the room. One thing that Ms. Gomez did not mention was that he was also a teen heartthrob, making all the girls in class nearly faint. He walked over to Gabriella.

"I hope we work together sometime, Gabriella." He said, flirtatiously as he took her hand and kissed it gently. All the girls in class glared at her, their eyes filled with hate.

'I think I might've just found my loop hole.'

"I hope we do." She replied, blushing.

One of the boys wolf whistled, which made Gabriella blush even more.

"That's enough you guys!" Ms. Gomez scolded the class. "Now, you two, you'll be placed right over there between Tracy and Diana."

They both took their places; Troy next to Tracy and Gabriella next to Diana, and soon class started with a new dance lesson.

Tracy kept flirting with Troy, swaying her hip an extra time. Troy didn't seem to like it, he was rather more embarrassed.

Gabriella started talking to Diana and found that they had a lot in common, but at the same time she couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Tracy.

'No, I can't feel this way! I just met him, there's no way that I could like him! But, yet again there is such a thing as love at first sight…'

There you have it folks! Gabi has her first crush and a new friend! I wonder what's going to happen between Troy and Gabi??? The tension begins lol! I felt like it was rushed a little when I was writing it, tell me if you felt it too!

Credits:

ContestshippingFan2314: I'm glad you loveed it lol!

writersblock142: I'm going to continue this like you wanted (:

Pagan-Angel13: This chapter explains what you were asking, so…yeah (:

AtalantaMagic: I'm happy you don't like it…BUT love it!

kikigirl101: Thanks for your review! I loved your story Rags and Riches and the sequel too!

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Love,

Anne