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Hey everyone. To all of you who voted, thanks so much, it was really close, but I ultimately decided to go with the second idea. After this story is done I will do the first one. I also had more ideas for this story, and it is more original. So anyways I hope you all like it!

CHAPTER 1: DADDY'S GIRL

"Hey Dad!" 17 year old Gabriella Montez greeted cheerfully, as her Dad walked into the house, clearly just getting back from work. He looked up and smiled widely when he saw his daughter walking down the stairs.

"Hey Bella," Robert Montez smiled, using his nickname for her that only he was allowed to use. He had been calling her Bella since she was born, not only because it related to her name, but because it meant 'beautiful' in Italian. Truthfully Gabriella couldn't remember the last time he called her Gabriella. He hugged his daughter and kissed her forehead.

"How was your day?" she asked sweetly.

"Good, I'll tell you all about it at dinner. Where's your mother?" he asked.

"In the kitchen, finishing up dinner," Gabriella replied.

"Good cause I'm starving," he replied and Gabriella giggled as they walked to the kitchen. "What did you do today?"

"Nothin, just chilled," she replied and Robert rolled his eyes. "Dad! It's the last week of summer! I supposed to be doing absolutely nothing."

"I guess you're right," Robert concluded and Gabriella smiled, not surprised that he had given into her. It was known fact that Robert was a huge softie when it came to Gabriella.

"Hey honey," Robert greeted his wife, kissing her on the cheek as she continued to cook and she smiled. "Smells good."

"Thank you," she smiled. Gabriella had started setting the table, without being asked to do so. After a long time of her mom asking her to set the table every night, Gabriella just started doing it on her own, knowing her mom would ask her eventually.

"Would you like a glass of wine sweetheart," Robert asked, looking through a cabinet.

"Yes please," Gabriella smiled innocently and her Dad gave her a look, and she giggled. "Come on Dad, everyone knows that people my age don't drink wine. They drink vodka," she joked.

"Yeah, and I hope you're not one of them," he replied with mock-seriousness, knowing his daughter wasn't like that. She just laughed.

"I however would love a glass," Maria interrupted, putting the food on the table.

"Right away my love," he replied. He poured two glasses as Gabriella and Maria sat down at the table.

"So how was work dad?" Gabriella asked as she served herself some pasta. Robert was the basketball director and head coach for the varsity team at East High, a prestigious boarding school in Alberquerque. There were four big boarding schools in Alberquerque, East High, West High, North High, and South High. Gabriella attended North as a day student, even though her father worked at East. East and West were rivals, as were North and South. East and West were rivals for their athletics, while North and South were rivals for their academics. East and North always came out on top. At East you had to play at least 3 sports your freshman and sophomore years, 2 your junior year, and 1 your senior year. Now Gabriella loved sports, she got that from her Dad, and she had played when she was younger, but as she got older and it got more competitive she didn't like it as much, and East High was one of the most competitive schools in the country. Three of her friends at school who played for North's basketball team, who were pretty good and loved the game, chose North over East because they wanted to play because it was fun, they didn't want to deal with all that competitiveness. And it seemed that it wasn't even the kids that were really the problem. It was the parents. Robert couldn't even count how many times a parent had yelled at him because their kid didn't start or didn't make the varsity team, but JV. Most if not all of the kids at East were elite athletes. Even girls who wore high heels to class had been playing field hockey, soccer, or lacrosse since they could walk. The kids at East were one other thing. Filthy rich. From the sports cars to the designer duds the girls accessorized their uniforms with, you could see it a mile away. Not only was it a competition on the field or court, but who was wearing what etc. However, Gabriella was proud to say that even though he was the coach, her Dad did nothing to encourage this. On the contrary he highly discouraged it. As basketball director, he made sure everyone who tried out was put on a team. Whether it be Varsity, JV, or the freshman team, everyone made it. However that didn't stop the boys from nearly killing each other. But once tryouts were over Robert made it very clear that they were no longer competing against each other. The varsity boys were mature enough and serious enough about the game to understand that, but could get way to competitive while playing in games. On the other hand, considering the JV and freshman players had yet to reach their goals, they never stopped competing against one another. Anyways...

"Great I had a meeting with the new athletic director today," he replied.

"Who is he?" Maria asked.

"His names Chuck Lurhman. He was the Assistant Athletic Director at UCLA," Robert replied.

"Wow," Maria said, impressed.

"Do you like him?" Gabriella asked.

"Yes, he is great. He wants to give kids who couldn't necessarily afford to go to East a chance to shine. There are so many talented kids out there, but they never get noticed. Hopefully he will help change that," Robert replied.

"Well that's just wonderful," Maria said happily. The thought of helping someone unfortunate was always a thrill for Maria. After working in a high profile law firm for 15 years, she quit and started to focus her time on a lot of charity work.

"Yeah, and he has already given a scholarship to a boy who is a phenomenal basketball player," Robert replied.

"You've seen him play?" Gabriella asked confused, not knowing her Dad had gone to scout someone out. One of the many things he loved about his daughter, is that even though she didn't like to play the game she loved to watch it, and loved to comment on it.

"Chuck showed me a tape today. You'd be blown away by this boy Bella (because he is an amazing basketball player not because he is gorgeous)." Gabriella nodded.

"Where's he from?" Maria asked.

"East LA," he replied and Maria and Gabriella winced. "Father is in jail. Mother is never home. I'm convinced the only reason the boy goes to school is cause he knows that if he doesn't he wont be able to play. I've never seen natural talent like this before. He hasn't had a personal trainer since he was 5 but is just as good if not better as most of last years team."

"I'm sure they'll give him a very warm welcome as well," Gabriella said sarcastically.

"Yeah that's what I'm worried about," Robert said.

"Talk to them Dad. They look up to you. It will probably piss them off at first. Even though you already know he should be on Varsity make him try out, it will piss the boys off if he automatically gets a spot while some of them had to wait four years," Gabriella said reassuringly. Robert smiled, proud at how his daughter was not only book smart but street smart as well. She always had a solution.

"What's his name?" Maria asked.

"Troy Bolton."

Later That Night

"Knock, knock."

"Come in," Gabriella called for her bed and her Dad walked in the room.

"Hey sweetie."

"Hey Dad," she smiled. "What's up?"

"Well I was wondering if you had plans tomorrow?"

"No why?" she asked.

"Well if I am correct school starts next week and we have yet to make our annual trip to Staples," he said and she smiled. Every year before school started she and her Dad would go to Staples for back to school shopping. To most people that might sound like a stupid tradition, but Gabriella loved it. She loved school and she loved getting all new binders, pencils, etc. And for some reason she and her Dad always had a lot of fun. They would joke around the whole time, as Gabriella would pull things off the walls and Robert would question why she needed the certain product. Gabriella, being Gabriella, always had an explanation, and it always made Robert laugh. Then he would find products that really were useless, and she would laugh at her Dad's clueless-ness.

"Of course! I mean this is our second to last one!" she replied with a smile on her face.

"Don't remind me," he groaned and she giggled.

"I have to start thinking about SATs, and college…" Gabriella teased and Robert covered his ears.

"La la la la la la," he sang so he couldn't hear her and she laughed. "Are you done?" She nodded. "Good. It's bad enough that you are driving."

"If you didn't want me driving why did you buy me a car?" she shot back.

"So I could listen to my own music in the car," he replied.

"Is that what you call it?" Gabriella quipped.

"Ha..ha. Aren't you a funny one." Gabriella giggled as he yawned.

"Tired already? It is like 9:30."

"I'm sorry some of us didn't wake up at 11:00 and sat around doing nothing. My job is very demanding Bella," he replied.

"No Dad, I think the problem is you're getting a little old," she said in a loud whisper.

"Ok that's it." He picked her up off the bed and threw her over his shoulder.

"Dad!" he exclaimed. "Put me down!!" She kicked her legs but he didn't flinch.

"Where are we going!"

"You missy are going in the pool," he replied.

"No!!" Gabriella screamed but he just laughed. "Mom!!" A few seconds later Maria walked out of the kitchen.

"What are you two doing?" she asked, shaking her head.

"He's going to throw me in the pool Mom!" Gabriella squealed.

"Robert!" she exclaimed.

"Our daughter called me old Maria," Robert said trying to be serious.

"Then by all means, throw her in," Maria laughed.

"Mom!!" Gabriella screamed and she laughed. Robert walked outside and Gabriella began to beg but he just laughed. Before she knew it Gabriella had hit the water. Gabriella came up to see her father with a smirk on his face.

"It's cold!!"

"That's what you get missy," he said she glared at him. He laughed as she got out of the pool. She stomped into the house where her mom was standing with a towel.

"Thanks," she mumbled and her mom laughed. As Gabriella walked up the stairs Robert approached Maria.

"You know it amazes me," Maria said.

"What does?"

"She's 17 years old and still Daddy's little girl," Maria said and Robert smiled.

"Yeah, and she always will be,"

Meanwhile, Gabriella went up to her room and went into the bathroom to shower. She looked up at herself in the mirror. Her hair was sticking to many different parts of her face and her clothes were sopping wet. She couldn't help but laugh. The pool was freezing but it was the most fun she had had all day.

Please Review!! Next Chapter will be Troy