Best Of Me

The Start of Something New

Gabriella Montez stepped out of the cab, taking her bags with her and stood on the driveway of her new home. She looked it over, taking everything in. The house was immense. She could definitely say it was much bigger than any house she had ever lived in before. It was two stories, completely made out of brick. Even though the house already had a garage attached to it, she noticed another detached garage to the right. Behind it she could see a small portion of what looked to be a paved basketball court.

She stood there, not knowing what to do.

'Should I go up and knock?'

'Are they expecting me today?'

She tried to remember anything about the Boltons. Her mother had said they had been very close friends when she was little. Gabriella and her mother had lived in Albuquerque when Gabriella was born, but moved away when she was almost four. In that time, Gabriella's mother, Isabella, had become very close with the Bolton family. Isabella had often joked that their son, Troy, had been her first boyfriend.

Gabriella was angry with her mother. Even though she hated her mother moving her all of the country because of her job, she never expected this. Her mother's job had transferred her to somewhere in South Africa, and Isabella would not allow Gabriella to come with her. Her education was too important, and she didn't know how long she would be there. Gabriella had no living family, so her mother sent her to live with her godparents, Jack and Marie Bolton.

Gabriella's thoughts were shaken by a voice from behind her.

"So are you going to stand there all day?"

She turned around to see a boy with the most amazing blue eyes she had ever seen.

"Excuse me?" she asked him.

"Well, seeing as how you've been standing there for almost ten minutes, I was starting to wonder if you were going to move at all."

Her face flushed, and she looked back towards the people. "So, do you know these people?"

"The Boltons?"

"Yeah."

"Oh yeah. They're pretty good people. The kid's pretty good at basketball, I hear. Pretty nice on the eyes, so watch out."

"His name's Troy, right?"

The boy smiled, but Gabriella didn't notice.

"Yep, that's right."

She turned to face him. "Well, Troy. I don't think I should have to worry about that."

Troy was embarrassed. "How did you know?"

"No guy would talk about another guy like that. And also the the fact that you have a basketball under your arm, there's a basketball court in the back yard, and you yourself said 'Troy' was good at basketball. It wasn't that hard to figure out."

"You must be Gabriella."

"Yes, that's me. It's very nice to meet you, Troy."

"You too."

Troy was definitely in shock. His mother had told him all about Gabriella, and she was definitely not what he had expected. He had pictured some goofy girl with glasses and freckles, wiry red hair and a stack of books under her arm. Gabriella was, well, exactly the opposite. She had tanned skin, long flowing black hair that was slightly curled, and the face of an angel.

"So, uh, how 'bout we go inside?" Troy asked. He was still pretty embarrassed about what had happened. He had watched her looking at the house, and hadn't realized that this was the girl who would be living with his family. He thought he had pegged her right as another ditzy girl. Boy was he wrong. It looked like Gabriella was already living up to the reputation his mother had told him about.

"Sure. Could you help me with some of my bags?"

"Yeah, no problem."

Gabriella wanted to laugh at Troy's expression earlier. She had almost played along with him, but she knew that if she was going to live here, she had better make herself known somehow. She didn't want to be known as 'the girl who fell for Troy's stupid jokes.'

He was right, however. Gabriella couldn't help but stare when she first saw Troy. His light brown hair was short and spiked, and he looked really good in his wife beater and sweat pants. But Gabriella couldn't get past those stunning blue eyes.

She followed him up the drive and the walkway.

"Well, here's home sweet home." He said opening the door. As Gabriella stepped inside, she almost gasped. The foyer was lined with gray marble, and a gorgeous grand stair case.

'What is it my mother said these people did for a living?'

"Gabriella!" She heard a woman's voice come from down the hallway. As she appeared, she knew this was Troy's mother. Her mother had shown her a picture of Jack and Marie.

"Oh, look at how beautiful you've become!" Marie exclaimed as she pulled the girl into a hug.

"Thank you, Mrs. Bolton."

"Oh, Gabriella, call me Marie. Please."

"Okay."

"We're so excited to have you here, Gabriella. Let me show you to your room, I really hope you like how I decorated it for you."

"You didn't have to do that for me, Mrs. -Marie."

"Oh yes I did!"

Troy rolled his eyes as he followed them up the stairs with Gabriella's bags. Sometimes his mother could be a bit too much.

Gabriella noticed the rest of the house was as nice as the front part. Marie led her into a light purple room with a huge white canopy bed. The bed was decorated in purple and white as well. A desk sat on one side with a computer on top. There was a walk in closet with a built in shoe rack. Her favorite part, however, was the huge balcony that was at the far end of the room. She walked out onto it, and looked out at the back yard. She noticed that you could see farther out and see some of downtown Albuquerque. It was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen.

"So do you like it?" Marie asked.

Startled out of her thoughts, Gabriella smiled at her. "Yes, this is very nice Marie. Thank you."

"Well, we'll leave you alone for a while to get settled. Troy's room is right across the hallway, and ours is down the hall and to the left. There's a bathroom that you and Troy can share at the end of the hallway. The kitchen, dining room, living room, and den are downstairs, as well as another bathroom. If you need any help, just yell for one of us."

"Thank you. I will."

She waited for them to leave before she started to unpack. She looked around the room and her new home. She had no idea what was in store for her.

A/N: I know this chapter is short, but I just needed to get the beginning out before I start writing the main story. If you want to see Gabriella's view, look on my profile :) Please review!