What's up readers? VickyT36 is back with another coco fanfic starring my OC Gabby Lopez, enjoy! The first two chapters will be written in first person

Chapter 1: The Life of Gabby Lopez

The city of Mexico City was a great place to live. And a specific family that lived there were the Lopez family. They were all wealthy people, and were very successful in their past or current careers. The matriarch and patriarch were Esperanza and Alberto Lopez.

In their youth, Alberto was a successful lawyer and owner of oil, and Esperanza was a famous dancer. But now were older and had retired from their professions. They had a son named Jorge, who was a doctor, and chief of surgery of the local hospital.

He was married to a woman named Maya who used to be a model when she was younger, but was now a successful fashion designer with her own clothing line. The couple had four kids, Antonio, Susanne, Gabriella, and Carlos.

Antonio was 17-years-old, and was a star football player at his high school. Susanna was 16-years-old, and was considered the smartest kid in her grade. And Carlos was 8-years-old, and was really into lucha libre wrestling.

Now what about the 4th child? That would be me, my name's Gabriella, but everybody calls me Gabby, and I'm currently 12-years-old. Being part of a rich family, I have a pretty good life. I live in a mansion, have access to the latest fashion and gadgets, and don't have to worry about issues other than the ones that come with being a preteen.

And before you start assuming things, we're not the stereotypical rich family, we're all really nice people and my siblings and I aren't spoiled brats.

I wake up one morning to the sound of my alarm clock. I turn it off, and got out of bed.

"(Yawns), buenos dias, Carina."

A small white Bichon Frise with a pink collar woke up, and got out of the small dog bed she was sleeping in, and went over to Gabby. Carina barked, and Gabby petted her head. We left my room, and ran into Maria, our housekeeper.

I asked her to take Carina out, while went to get cleaned up. After brushing my teeth and washing my face I left, and went downstairs for breakfast. My grandparents, Antonio, Carlos, and my parents were already in the dining room.

"Buenos dias, everyone." I greet.

"Hola, Gabriella." my abuelo tells me.

"Did you sleep well?" asked my abuela.

"Yes, I did."

I then sit down at the table.

"Where's Susanna?" I ask.

"Spending an extra hour getting ready in the bathroom." Antonio explained.

"She'll be down in a minute." my mama informed.

And then just like that, Susanna appeared and sat down.

"I heard that, Antonio."

"Sebastian is breakfast ready?" my papa asked.

"It's done, Dr. Lopez." Sebastian, our chef told.

Soon we were all eating our breakfast, and talking. As I was eating my eggs, my mama spoke to me.

"So Gabby, do have the final plans for your birthday?"

"Almost, Mama. I'm going to think more about it today."

That's right, my birthday was coming up in a couple months and I would be 13-years-old, and I was going to have a party. But not a too big one, since that would be saved for my quinceañera.

"Well be sure to get your final plans to us soon." said my papa.

"I will."

After we finished, I went upstairs to get dressed. I changed out of my pink pajama shirt and pants, and put on my school uniform. Which was a light blue polo shirt, black vest, a pleated knee length navy blue skirt, white knee socks, and black designer shoes, (my mom's creation).

Carina then came running back into my room, just as I was putting on my backpack. She barked happily, as she got on her back to legs, and licked her face.

"(Giggles), I'd love to play too girl, but I gotta get to school. But we'll play when I get home."

And with that, I left my house with my siblings.

Pedro, our family's driver drove us to our schools. Antonio and Susanne got dropped off at their high school, and then I dropped off at my middle school.

"Adios, Pedro." I say, when I got out of the car.

"Adios, Gabby have a good day."

"Bye Gabby." Carlos told me.

And then they drove off, and I went inside the building. After getting my books from my locker, I found my friends Carmen, Estella, and Inez in the hallway.

"Hi, girls." I greet.

"Hola, Gabby." said Inez.

"What's up?" asked Estella.

"Hey girl." replied Carmen.

We talked for a bit, until the bell rang and we went to our classes.

At lunch, we all sat together and talked some more.

"So Gabby, do you have everything ready for your party yet?" asked Carmen.

"Almost, I just have a few more details to go over."

I reached into my backpack, and pulled out my notebook.

"I have the basic things thought out, you all are invited, we're going to have tacos for lunch, for fun we'll have a fashion show with my mom's designs, my cake will be an ice cream cake, and the only thing I need to decide is if you guys want to sleep over."

"I'd like to." said Inez.

"Me too." added Estella.

"You know I'm in." Carmen told me.

"Then it's settled."

"Guys, look at this. The Chamacos have a new poster." informed Inez.

We all got excited as she showed us the poster on her phone. We saw four boys who were around our age, wearing Mariachi outfits. The Chamacos were a new boy band, and were becoming pretty popular; my friends and I were really big fans.

They were made up of Eduardo, who played the accordion. Jose played the trumpet, Gabriel played the maracas, and then there was Miguel Rivera who played the guitar and was also the lead singer.

He was my favorite, not because he was pretty cute, but his musical skills were great.

After school, Pedro picked me up, and drove me away. Antonio and Susanna weren't in the car, because he had football practice, and she had a meeting with her debate team. And Pedro had already dropped Carlos off at home.

But I had my own rendezvous: my dance lessons. Like mi abuela, I enjoy dancing, and take dance lessons. Pedro drove me to a dance studio in the city, and dropped me off.

"I'll come back and get you two in a couple hours." Pedro told me.

"Adios, Pedro."

He left, and I went inside to see not only other kids my age, but mi abuela. She owns the place and is a teacher.

"Ah, there you are Gabby. Ready to get started?" she asked me.

"Si." I answered.

After we all changed into our dancing clothes, Abuela started our lesson, and we practiced our steps. We practiced for an hour and a half, and then class was over. Pedro picked Abuela and me up, and we went home.

Once we were home, I gave my birthday plans to my parents and went up to my room. I played with Carina, did my homework, and watched TV. Then at dinner, my parents told me that I could have the plans I wanted for my party.

That made me feel happy. As I went to bed that night, I couldn't help but smile, could my life get any better?

That's chapter 1, plz review