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First Day

9:15 am

"I know you're still mad about the move, but the job offer had way too many perks for me to turn it down. We're in a bigger house, with a swimming pool, and you don't have to share a room with your little sister anymore." Mr. Montez said pleadingly to his fifteen-year-old daughter.

Gabriella Montez said nothing and stared out the window with her arms crossed. She looked at the school she will now have to occupy.

It was true that the house was better than their old one-story house, but she had to leave behind her two best friends, Taylor and Sharpay, and her ex-boyfriend, Drake. But, she didn't mind sharing a room with her 13-year-old sister, Tiara.

Her father sighed and leaned over to open the door for his daughter. "You'll have to face facts sometime. I'm sure you'll make new friends. Now, go before you're late."

Gabriella got out and shut the door.

Her dad rolled down the window. "Love you!"

Gabriella turned around and began walking towards the school.

Her father shook his head and drove off.

Everyone seemed to look at her as she walked through the crowd to the main entrance. She expected that, and being the school's new gossip. She went through the doors with her schedule and locker number and combination in hand. She already knew where everything was from her tour the following Friday and quickly walked through the halls to find her locker.

"Need some help?" asked a teenage girl that was about Gabriella's height and looked her age. She had dark brown hair with gold streaks that was in a ponytail and was wearing a graphic tee with black skinny jeans and black and gold Pastries on.

Gabriella turned to face her. "Yes, actually, where would locker 234 be?"

"Oh, um, right behind you." Said the girl while she pointed behind Gabriella.

Gabriella turn around and sure enough there was locker 234. Gabriella blushed in embarrassment and then turned back around. "Thanks."

"No problem. I'm Bridget by the way."

"Oh, Gabriella. Nice to meet you." Gabriella said with a smile.

"Same here. I should warn you though; you have a locker right next to Troy Bolton." Bridget said.

"Who's Troy Bolton?" Gabriella said with carelessness as she opened her locker.

"He's the hottest and biggest jerk of Clover High!" Bridget said.

"Ugh! The school's name is so stupid."

"Well you better get used to it. Anyway, Troy Bolton's known for wanting what he can't have and when the girl finally gives him what he wants he moves on." Bridget said with a eye roll and sigh.

"If everyone knows that then why do girls still give in to him?" Gabriella said while closing her locker and holding her books needed for her classes and schedule.

"Because he's gorgeous and face it, we're just girls, we have needs too, you know. What's your first period?"

"Geometry, room 215, Mr. Reynolds."

"Cool. Actually," Bridget said while studying Gabriella's schedule. "You have the same schedule as me."

"Cool. And you know where everything is, right?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

They started walking in the direction of their class and Bridget began filling her in on the school cliques, teachers, boys, etc.

"So, the jocks basically screw anything that walks, the cheerleaders are all gay, the bi dance team members are the best things that ever happened to this school, drama department's pretty cool, and anything else you would have to see for yourself because that's all know."

"Oh, so you screwed a jock, became gay, turned bi and started dancing, and participated in a school musical?" Gabriella asked.

"Yea, pretty much." Bridget said while smiling as they entered their first period a little before the bell's supposed to ring.

"So what are you now? Bi, straight, or gay?"

They sat down next to each other in the back.

"Oh, I'm straight. I'm actually dating this one guy named Jason. He's really cute and really funny."

"That's sweet. How long have—, "

"Hey, Truman!" A deep, husky voice yelled from an incredibly sexy, tall, and tan teenage boy followed by two other guys of less appeal. "You're in my seat."

"Shouldn't you be taking algebra again?" Bridget replied in annoyance.

"Ha ha, very funny. Now get out my seat."

"No. Go find another seat."

"It's fine Bridget, I don't mind moving." Gabriella said while standing up. She didn't like the tension that was rising between the two.

"Who's she?" the guy said while checking Gabriella out.

"You could ask me yourself." Gabriella said.

"That's Troy, Gabriella." Bridget said with a roll of her eyes.

"Yea, the one and only. Now get out my seat, Truman." Troy said one last time.

"Jackass." Bridget stood up and pushed passed Troy. Gabriella followed behind, but Troy stopped her.

"You're fine just where you are sweetheart." Troy said with a flirtatious smile.

"Whatever." Gabriella pulled away and went to sit with Bridget. Troy smiled after her and checked her out. "You're right. He is a jerk."

"And that's all you noticed?" Bridget asked in disbelief.

"What else is there?"

Bridget was about to say something, but didn't get the chance because the bell rang for class to start and the teacher started explaining the class and school rules for the year.

Lunch

1:20 pm

"These teachers are crazy!" Gabriella sat down with her tray and began eating her lunch of a turkey and cheese sandwich, apple juice, and crackers.

"I told you!" Bridget said while sitting down next to her.

"Back at my old school, we'd never have homework on the first day."

"It's one of the many things to love about Clover High." Bridget said with sarcasm.

"Ugh! That name again. Please don't say that around me." Gabriella said.

"No promises. So how ya liking the school so far?"

"The guys here are cute and I've gotten hit on like 5 times today, so it's not so bad."

"Oh? Do any of those cute guys include Troy?" Bridget said with curiosity and a hit of a teasing tone in her voice.

"No. He's the sexiest guy I've ever seen!" Gabriella said. "No wonder girls give in."

"But, you won't."

"Huh?"

"Look, promise me you won't give into him?" She said in a serious tone.

"I'll try, but why do you care so much?" Gabriella said with mild carelessness and a shrug of her shoulders.

"Because it's happened to me and I don't want it to happen to you."

"Ok, but I don't think he'll be too interested in me. Besides, I'm still not over my ex."

"Ooh, what was his name? What's he like?" Bridget said with interest.

"Well, he's tall, light, dark hair, skinny, very outgoing, flirty, funny. He was great. I loved talking to him, being with him. I loved his laugh, his smile, his voice. I guess you could say I loved him, but we never really got that far because I had to move."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Brie." Bridget said while rubbing her back. "I'm sure he's thinking about you right now."

Gabriella pushed Bridget's arm away. "You know, it doesn't even matter anymore, because I have to except the fact that we can't ever be together again because he'll be going to college next year anyway." Gabriella sighed and took a deep breath to calm her down. "So how come there aren't any groups of girls sitting together other than you and me and the cheerleaders?"

Bridget shrugged. "Probably because they're sitting at a table with guys. After a girl gets with Troy, other guys go in to get those girls whose self-esteem has taken a major dive."

"So where are the guys that sit with you?" Gabriella asked with curiosity.

"Oh, he's sick today, but he'll be here tomorrow."

"Oh, ok." Gabriella said while nodding. "So any girls I should look out for."

"Oh yes. Every last girl in this school, other than me. But, the worst one would have to be Georgia Kenford."

"Who's that?"

"The biggest bitch of the school, but also the hottest, some guys say. And get this," Gabriella leaned in closer. Bridget whispered. "Rumor has it that she's the only girl that screws Troy on a daily—well I should say nightly—basis. She has no friends because she's a whore, obviously. However, she's been the lead for all the plays and/or musicals that have ever been produced in this city since kindergarten."

"Wow." Gabriella said, impressed.

"Yea, actually, she's sitting right over there next to Troy."

Gabriella turned and saw a girl with light brunette hair that's shoulder length with white chocolate skin. She was wearing a bright green miniskirt with a hot pink tank top under a black fish net halter top. She had on a diamond necklace, with a diamond tennis bracelet, diamond stud earrings and hot pink flip flops.

"Wow." Gabriella said as she turned around.

"Yea, I know. Troy buys her the diamond jewelry."

"I thought you said he gets rid of the girls after he gets them. What is she, his hoe/prostitute or something?"

Bridget nodded. "I believe so."

Gabriella raised her eyebrows. "Hmm."

After School

4:30 pm

"How was school?" Mrs. Montez asked her daughter after pulling out of Clover High's parking lot.

"It wasn't horrible. How far did you get with decorating our new house?" Gabriella asked with very little interest.

"Oh, I'm so glad you asked! Already finished the kitchen, family room, and dining room and I'm going to do your father and I's room tomorrow. You and Tiara can decorate your rooms on your own.

"Whatever." Gabriella muttered.

"What'd you say, sweetie?"

"Oh, nothing. Are you picking up Tiara?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

The car pulled up in front of Daisy Junior High School and Tiara skipped towards it.

"Seriously, what's up with the names of this town's schools?" Gabriella said in annoyance.

"Hey, Brie. Hey mom." The petit girl said cheerfully as she kissed both her mom and older sister on the cheek.

"How was school?" Their mother repeated once more.

"It wasn't too bad for my first day. My classmates were pretty nice to me."

"That's great sweetie!" Mrs. Montez said with great enthusiasm.

"Well, I made a friend, too, Ma." Gabriella said, trying to direct attention away from her little sister.

Her mother was always fond of Tiara. Gabriella always felt it was because Tia was planned, and she wasn't. Of course, most sixteen-year-old girls don't plan on getting pregnant at that age. But, Gabriella always resented her little sister a little because of the way their mother treats them differently.

"That's nice, too, sweetie." Mrs. Montez said with less enthusiasm.

Gabriella sighed and looked out the window.

"Is dad home yet?" Tiara asked.

"Not yet, but I'm sure he'll love to hear about the both of you guys' day."

"Ok." Tiara said while smoothing out her purple, floral, sundress.

Later

"Hello?" Gabriella said after she answered her phone.

"Is this Gabriella Montez?" A female voice replied from the other end.

"Yes, this is she, may I ask who's calling?"

"It's Georgia Kenford. I'm sure you've already heard of me. But, just to make things clear; I don't want you anywhere near Troy, understand?"

"You say that like he's your property or something. Shouldn't it be the other way around?" Gabriella asked innocently.

"Look, bitch, you don't want to play games with me. Keep your eyes, ears, mouth, and vagina to yourself, understand?"

"Whatever."Gabriella heard a click on the other end and hung up the phone as well. "It must've took her sometime to search my name up in a phonebook, whether online or in the actual book. That's kinda creepy."

Gabriella returned back to doing her homework and shrugged the thought of Georgia out of her mind.

"Gabriella, it's time for dinner." Tiara said after knocking on Gabriella's door.

"K, coming."

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