El Chaptero Uno. Sorry my Spanish isn't very good.

Disclaimer: As many tantrums as I throw, I will never own any High School Musical characters. I also don't own any brands named here, but I don't really care about them.

Gabriella Montez stirred in her sleep to the shrill noise of her Sony alarm clock. She jerked awake and groggily hit the clock's off button. She sat up in bed and stretched her long, olive colored arms out to the side. She yawned quietly and got out of bed. She turned off her air conditioner and padded into the adjoining bathroom. Gazing at the reflection that stared back at her, she opened the medicine cabinet and took out her black barrel brush. She brushed her long, loosely curled locks. She gathered the top half of her hair and gathered it into a small ponytail. She left the rest of her hair cascading down her back. She applied her sparkling green eyeliner and walked out of the bathroom and into her walk-in closet. She pulled out her favorite dark washed skinny jeans and pulled them on. Then she flipped through her shirts and pulled out a soft teal baby-doll tank. She pulled it on over her strapless bra. She pulled out a pair of yellow pumps from the shelf, and strapped them onto her french-manicured feet. Finally, for the final touch, she put on her favorite Beauty Rush pink lip-gloss from Victoria's Secret. She eyed her self in the mirror and once she was satisfied, she grabbed her brown messenger bag and headed down the stairs.

"Morning, Mom," she said as she grabbed an apple from the bowl in the middle of the dining room table.

"Morning, sweetie," she replied, wiping her hands on pants after washing her hands in the sink, "you'd better hurry up, hon."

"I know, I know, Sharpay's picking me up," she replied, waving a hand at her mother. Just as she responded to her mother, a horn honked outside of her house. She gasped and mumbled a 'bye' to her mother and bounded out the door, leaving her apple sitting at her spot at the table.

"Heeeello," she said happily, as she sat down in the front seat of her best friend Sharpay's pink convertible.

"Hey, Gab," Sharpay responded happily, pulling out of the Montez Estate's driveway. Gabriella's family happened to be very wealthy, both of her parents being doctors.

"So, what's on the agenda for today?" Gabriella asked, taking out her cell phone and opening up her digital planner.

"Well, there's a sale at Juicy, a sale at Urban, and there's a pep rally after school for the basketball team, and I kind of wanted to go to that. So I figured we could hit the pep rally, and then go down to the mall and shop for a little while," Sharpay said, as the car stopped at a red light.

"Why do you want to go to a pep rally?" Gabriella asked, confused.

"Because, Zeke will be there," Sharpay replied in a 'duh' tone. Sharpay had had a major crush on Zeke for the last year, and was too shy to ask him out.

"Yeah, and so will Troy Bolton," Gabriella said, making a face. Troy Bolton was Gabriella's worst enemy. Ever since he had accidentally spilled red paint on her in front of the whole school, she had hated him with a passion.

"Oh Gab, come on. You need to get over that incident with the paint in freshman year, and go out with the guy. It's gonna happen sometime," Sharpay said, pressing down on the acceleration pedal. A little while after the incident, Troy had developed feelings for Gabi. He really wanted to make it up to her, and felt really bad about the accident. All of Gabriella's friends had been pushing her to forgive him, but she wouldn't because he had publicly humiliated her in front of the whole school.

"No. I'm never going to forgive him. He publicly humiliated me," Gabriella replied, shaking her head.

"Is that all you care about? Do you only care about what other people think?" Sharpay asked, rhetorically, "because if you do, that's not the Gabriella who I've been best friends with since first grade." Sharpay pulled up to the school and got out of the car, leaving Gabriella sitting there alone.

Finally, after sitting there for about five minutes, she got out of the car and slammed the door behind her.

She felt someone grab her arm, "Gabi," the person said. She turned to see none other than Troy Bolton gripping her arm.

She pulled her amr away, "ew, get away from me, you freak," she said, walking away from the tall, blue-eyed boy. She rolled her eyes at her enemy's latest attempt to flirt with her. He was pathetic. She walked up to her locker and opened it, gathering her Chemistry and Trigonometry books.

"Gabi!" came a voice from across the hall. She turned and saw a good friend of hers, Taylor McKessie, walking towards her in a denim miniskirt and long-sleeved pink Abercrombie tee.

"Heeello, Miss Gabi!" Taylor said, flouncing up to her friend's locker.

"Heeello, Miss Taylor!" Gabriella giggled in response.

"I have some huge news for you, my friend," Taylor said, leaning against the lockers.

"Oh my God, you're not...pregnant, are you?" Gabi half joked. Taylor was pretty attractive girl, and got drunk pretty easily at parties, and one thing leads to another...

"No! Of course not!" Taylor said loudly, slapping her friend lightly on the arm.

"Well, then, what?"

"I've got a boyfriend!" she squealed. Gabriella began jumping up and down and clapping her hands.

"Ooh, yay! Who is it?" Gabriella asked, controlling her excitement.

"Chad Danforth!" Taylor said happily. Gabriella's face fell.

"Chad Danforth? As in the Chad Danforth who's best friends with Troy Bolton?" Gabriella asked, now shocked.

"Yes, Gabi, that Chad Danforth. You need to get over that incident with the paint..." she trailed off.

"How can I get over it if he humiliated me in front of the whole school?" Gabriella asked, slamming her locker door.

"Don't you see? He's head over heels in love with you! He was in love with you even before the paint incident! Stop thinking about your reputation and give him a shot!" Taylor said, before leaving her friend alone at her bright red locker.

"Great, now my two best friends think I'm a self absorbed asshole!" she said to know one in particular, throwing her hands in the air. But that's when the realization hit her. Maybe she was a self absorbed asshole? A lot of people had become scared of after the way she lashed out on Troy like that in freshman year. Maybe it was time for a change. Not necessarily a date with Troy, but maybe she should turn her act around...

Well, that definatly wasn't my best. I might throw in a flashback in the next chapters with the red paint thing if you guys want. Tell me in a review if you want me to.

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