Hey! This is my second full story. My story 'Changes' might take a while to be updated. Anyway, this is just a story idea I was thinking about. For those who don't know, Vanessa Hudgens is actually ½ Filipino, so I thought that kind of fit.

This is just a prologue, so sorry if it's short.

Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical.

You know how there are some things that are meant to be reopened?

That is what I did the summer before my junior year of high school. It all started with a letter. It was a normal summer day when I went to get the mail from the mailbox. I looked through the stack. Bill, bill, bill, bill… 'wait what is this?' I thought. It was a letter. It had all these different postmarks from everywhere: Milan, Cairo, Mexico City. The one thing that stood out the most was the postmark of where it was sent from: Manila, Philippines. Who was this from? As far as I know we don't know anyone living there or is from there for that matter. I went back inside with the mail put it on the counter for my mom, and went upstairs to my room with the letter in my hand. I walked into my room and closed the door. I looked at the envelope again. I notice that the letter is written to me. Curiosity got the better of me and I ripped open the letter and looked inside. It was in a neat handwriting so it was easy to read so I started reading.

My sweet Gabriella,

Oh how I wish I could see you now. I bet you have grown into a fine young woman. I am so sorry that I wasn't here so see you grow up.I would give anything to see your smiling face again. I know that when you discover the truth, you'll understand that this is what I had to do. I thought it was my best decision as a mother. I know I'm giving you very vague information, but I know you'll find out soon. Ask your parents, they'll have the answers that you want. Don't get mad at them, they're the only ones you have.

Your mother,

Isabel Velasco

How long has this been going on? As far as I know, letters like these could have been coming since I was a kid. Why would my parents hide something like this from me?
Several emotions were running through my head. Anger, sadness, even a little bit of happiness.

I look at my clock on my bedside table, 4:30. my mom would be home for another half hour, so I had time to think. How did I end up like this? What would my life be like if I had stayed with my so-called birth mother?

The question that I though about the most: Why would my parent hide this from me? Didn't I deserve to know? I know the letter said not to get mad at them, but I still don't understand why.

The next thing I knew my mom was home. I hear her call for me from downstairs.

I get to the bottom of the stairs and show her the letter.

" Mom, what's this?" I ask handing it to her to read.

She looks the letter over. "Where did you get this?"

" It came in the mail." I pause. "What does it mean, mom?"

" I wasn't planning on you finding out like this, but......." mom trailed off.

" But what?"

" Honey...." mom started to say. " You're adopted. From the Philippines."

A/N: Hope you guys liked it. Please review!! I need opinions!

~ FilipinoxxGurlxx94