Okay, first chapter. It may seem a bit dodgy at the beginning, but I'm just trying to set the scene.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.

“Damn, girl,” the words were breathed through the lips of a gorgeous sandy haired teen, his arms wrapped around the slim, luscious body of a beautiful Latina girl. Clothes lay in piles on the floor, a satin bra strewn across the foot of the bed. Matching satin panties were beside the legs of the two entwined bodies. Derek Cheyne groaned as the girl rolled off his, pulling her hair back away from her face. The expression she had was a strange one—almost boredom. Derek was breathing heavily, his chest lurching, as he rolled onto his back and began to trail one hand up and down her thigh. “Gabs, do you have any idea what you do to me?” Gabriella Montez rolled her eyes and stood up, pulling her bra off the bed and putting it on, followed by her undies. “Seriously, babe,” Derek lay back on his bed, watching her get changed. Gabriella began pulling on her jeans and replied,

“I’m sure I’m just as good a screw as your others girls, Derek,” Gabriella replied, pulling on a shirt. Derek grinned up at her, putting his hands behind his head and surveying her with satisfaction.

“I’m glad there are no secrets between us,” he told her, a smirk on his face. She snorted and looked at herself in the mirror, quickly touching up her lip gloss.

“The fact you have shagged half the girls in the school is no secret,” Gabriella replied. She smiled at his suddenly, leaning down and kissing him on the mouth. “But you know I don’t care,” she said as his hands began trailing over her body. “However,” she carried on, standing up and ignoring Derek’s moan of annoyance. “If I don’t get home now, mum is going to be upset, and we wouldn’t want poor Gabi to get in trouble now, do we?” Grudgingly, Derek released her hand and Gabriella left, skipping down the stairs toward her car two at a time. Why did she go back to Derek? She wondered as she unlocked her car and got inside. It wasn’t like he was the best screw she had ever had, although he would be in the top 5, that was for sure. Gabriella sighed. Oh well, he was a good confidence burst, and it never done any harm to her reputation when someone spotted her leaving Derek’s house at eleven o’clock at night. It was only a five minute drive home, and the lights were all off at the Montez house. She winced, hoping that her mother was already asleep as she pushed open the door. A light switched on.

No such luck.

“Gabriella Louisa Montez, where do you think you’ve been, a whole hour past your curfew?” Came the annoyed voice of her mother. Gabriella grumbled under her breath and turned around, facing a woman who mirrored the same beauty as Gabriella, although in a more mature way. “Don’t even think you’re going to be able to fool me with your pathetic excuses either! I can smell alcohol on your clothes!” Gabriella sighed. Sandra Montez stepped closer to her daughter and wagged her finger under her nose. “You are not leaving this house for anything other than school, work and your cheerleading practices for a week.” Gabriella’s eyes flew open.

“But mum—”

“No! I don’t want to hear it!” Sandra turned around and walked out of the room, turning the light off behind her. Gabriella moaned in frustration and walked up the stairs blindly in the dark. She pushed open her door and turned on the light, pulling off her clothes and staring at herself in the mirror. Yes, she decided, she still looked great. Her mother had been wrong. She hadn’t drunk anything. The alcohol was left over from a party a week ago, she hadn’t worn the shirt since, and the spilt spirits must still be in the fabric. She turned off her lights and slid underneath her duvet, her eyes closing as she drifted into sleep.

“What?!” Sharpay Evans gasped. “You totally have to come to my party on Saturday! You promised!” Gabriella sighed, picking books out of her locker and reorganizing things. “Look, how about I tell your mum that you’re helping me study or something? I mean, come on, I’m totally failing at Spanish, and you’re the best. It has to work.” Gabriella shut her locker door and looked at Sharpay.

“You have a Spanish tutor,” she replied flatly, walking past her. Sharpay thought for a moment then spun around, walking next to her bestfriend.

“So? I’m still totally failing,” she told her with a grin. Taylor McKessie and Kelsi Neilson joined the two of them a few minutes later as the gathered by their homeroom door. “Guys, we have a problem,” Sharpay announced. “Gabriella can’t come to my party coz she was out late shagging Dwayne or Dean or someone.”

“Derek,” Gabriella corrected. Sharpay sniffed.

“Whatever. You’re still coming.” Taylor shook her head. A blonde boy in a pair of skinny walked past, shooting an appreciative look over in their direction. “Ohmigod, Shane is like so totally checking you out!” Sharpay murmured to Gabriella. Taylor rolled her eyes.

“And why wouldn’t he be?” Gabriella grinned, shaking her head. “Every guy wants her!” The bell rang shrilly at the girls quickly walked into their classroom, narrowly escaping the sweeping, scornful eyes of their homeroom teacher, Ms Darbus. The girls all quickly took their spots along the back row of the class as the teacher began to call the roll. Gabriella called out affirmative to her name, and then her eyes began to roam around the room. She was the most popular girl in school, and she knew it. Every girl wanted to get half the looks that she got. Every guy just wanted to associated with her in some way or another—and most of them were. It was no secret that Gabriella slept around, but for some reason no-one regarded her as a slut—probably because Sharpay would mentally and physically destroy anyone who dared to say such a thing. The bell rang again, indicating first period, and Gabriella got up, moving with Kelsi toward the music class. Kelsi was gibbering on about some new song she had written, and although Gabriella loved Kelsi, usually she zoned out when she began to go on about the different arpeggios and other irrelevant music things.

“Gabi? Are you listening to me?” Kelsi asked after a moment, looking up at her friend. But Gabriella’s attention was elsewhere, hooked on a boy with a dark hood and baggy jeans standing beside the principal, Mr Matsui. His hands were deep in his pockets, and Gabriella could see the cords for earphones going from his pockets to under his hood. He obviously wasn’t a student here, or else Mr Matsui would have confiscated the iPod and earphones in a second. There was a woman standing beside the boy, wearing a smart suit and a wary expression. For some reason, she looked slightly familiar. Then the boy glanced over in her direction and their eyes connected. His icy blue eyes bore into her’s, sending a strange feeling down her spine. He sneered at her, and Gabriella reacted automatically, glaring back and then flouncing into her classroom.

But for some reason, she just couldn’t get those blue orbs out of her head.

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