Hello people. If you didn't get a chance to read that author's note here's what you missed. I decided to rewrite I Love LA because I had all these ideas bottled up in my head and I reeeeeally didn't like the first version of this story. Some things have changed some haven't while some characters are out and will come later. I just really like this version better and I really hope you do to.

California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A.
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!

California Love by Tupac ft Dr. Dre

"Do you believe me, yes or no?" Gabriella screamed. Troy and Gabriella were at Troy's house fighting about some rumor. Troy's parents were out at dinner, so it was the perfect opportunity to start yelling at each other. Gabriella had been getting bullied at school because of a rumor, and Troy had did nothing but stand there looking at her helplessly. She needed to talk to him things.

"I do believe you, it's just…" Troy put his fingers through his hair trying to rip it out. His heart told him she was innocent, but his mind told him she was cheating on him. There were pictures to prove it and what she had done to the gang was awful.

"If you believe me, we wouldn't be having this fight!" He had never seen her so angry. He always assumed she was the nice girl, never to get angry so easily. This only made him more curious on who she really was, who was she really dating?

"Amy was probably right about you," he whispered. Unfortunately for him, she heard him.

"What does Amy have anything to do with this?" A thought occurred to her. "How do I know you're not cheating on me with her?"

Troy was outraged. He knew he was spending some time with the new girl, but how could Gabriella think he was cheating on her. "Why would I do that?"

"If you can think that I'm cheating on you, why can't I think you're cheating on me?" She tilted her head in confusion but had a smirk on her face.

"Don't turn this around on me. You're the one that lied to us!"

"How did I lie to you?" This was where she was the most confused.

"Being the most popular girl at your old school and using me and the rest of the gang for popularity," Troy listed several things.

"I never said I wasn't popular at my old school, you just assumed that," Gabriella pleaded, but Troy wasn't buying it. "I wouldn't use you guys for popularity. I'm not that shallow."

Troy started pacing around his bedroom. He didn't know what to do. Everything made sense. She had a motive. The 'good girl' act was cover up. Why couldn't he believe her! "Maybe if you could prove…" he was cut off.

"Troy, I'm your girlfriend. I don't need to prove anything to you." Gabriella collapsed on Troy's bed trying to clear her head. She took slow deep breaths before finally getting up to decide on what to do. "You are going to have to choose."

He stopped pacing and turned to her with a confused expression. "What do you mean?"

Gabriella stood right in front of Troy and looked him intensely in the eyes. "It's either me, the girl you've known since the beginning of the year or that bitch, the one you just met about a month ago, and her rumor."

"Don't talk about her like that," Troy growled. Gabriella chuckled dryly.

"Funny," Gabriella said while grabbing her purse to leave, "you say it like she's your girlfriend." Gabriella started heading towards the door but was stopped by Troy.

"Gabriella wait…" he couldn't think of anything to say. What was there to say? Their relationship was strained, they both knew it. Some things just couldn't be fixed. Some things had to end. No matter if it was a happy ending or a sad one.

"I think the best way for you to stop having these feelings is if you only have one girlfriend."

"Are breaking up with me?"

"Yea, I guess I am." Gabriella opened the door and was about to go when she saw the picture of her and Troy at the park holding hands having a good time. She picked it up and showed it to Troy. That was the day he had given her the 'T' necklace. It was the day they both told each other they loved the other. What had happened to them?

She looked so peaceful like a baby. Sprawled out without any covers on her, you could tell that she tried so hard not to fall asleep but couldn't resist. Next to her was a laptop that had multiple tabs and iTunes on it before it went to sleep. Next to her laptop was her iPod touch paused at the song "Thanks for the Memories" by Fall Out Boy. A tall, caramel skinned girl comes wearing a black t-shirt and black pants. The girl rolled her eyes and took the small girl's iPod, putting it on full volume and the craziest song she could find. The petite girl's eyes suddenly opened and swung her arm at the larger girl.

"Did you just swing at me?" she asked in outrage. She gave Gabriella a death glare that would've scared anyone else, but Gabriella just rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry. It's a reflex." Gabriella crawled out the bed taking the sheets with her. It caused her laptop and iPod to fall to the ground yet she just shrugged it off. Gabriella staggered into the kitchen of the apartment she shared with her Aunt Linda. "You want any breakfast?" Gabriella asked her voice raspy since she just woke up.

"Um no because it's 2 o'clock in the afternoon." Denise Davis was Gabriella's best friends since first grade. While Gabriella was the wild and sometimes a bit lazy, Denise was there to keep Gabriella in check. It sometimes became a chore.

"Relax, it's the first week of summer. You're supposed to stay up late and do nothing. What are you doing that's so interesting?" Gabriella countered as she got a box of Cheerios and went to the couch in the living room.

"I have a job working at the mall at one of the makeup counters," Denise said rather proud of herself.

"Well, I have a job, too," Gabriella said while wiping the Cheerio crumbs off her chest, "I got a job at a nail salon."

"Oh really?" Denise question and Gabriella nodded her head. "And when does this nail salon job of yours start."

"It starts at," Gabriella stopped and looked at the clock, "noon. Oh shit."

"That's what I thought."

"I'm gonna go and beg for my job back before I lose it."

"You go do that." Denise smirked and crossed her arms, watching her friend hurry to put clothes on.

"LA BABY!" A bushy haired boy yelled, getting off the plane. A dark skinned girl followed along with a blonde girl and a shaggy haired boy. The caramel skinned boy was pumping his fist in the air while the dark skinned girl just scowled him for acting so crazy. The blonde girl was wearing an insane amount of pink while checking her nails, and the shaggy haired boy was laughing at the people he called his friends.

"Why are you so excited? This isn't the best place to be," Sharpay said. She had been bitter since her twin brother, Ryan, to go to New York City with his parents while she was stuck in Los Angeles with her aunt and uncle at their mansion. The only good side to this was that her parents let her take Taylor, but she wouldn't go without Chad, and Chad wouldn't go without Troy, and the only reason Troy could go was so he could check on his little brother, Josh.

"What do you mean 'isn't the best place to be'?" Taylor asked "This place is amazing. The history, the architecture, the art…"

"The hot babes," Chad cut in, which earned him another death glare, resulting in another fight.

"Lets just get to the mansion," Troy intervened.

Luckily, Sharpay's aunt and uncle had their personal driver to drive them to the mansion. Chad and Taylor were arguing the whole way while Sharpay was making odd sounds for someone to notice how upset she was. Troy called his mom to let them know they were alright. They finally arrived at the enormous mansion, that you would think would belong to a movie star, they unpacked their bags and relaxed.

"What should we do first?" Taylor was the first to ask.

"Go to the beach, duh," Chad said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Typical LA tourist crap," Sharpay jumped in. "If we were in New York right now we would be going to Broadway, walking around Times Square, and visit the Statue of Liberty. In LA all you do is get a tan, and I could've done that in Albuquerque."

Troy rolled his eyes. "You guys can go without me. I have to go check on my brother. I promised my mom I would."

Sharpay stopped ranting to look up at Troy. "Who's Josh?"

"My little brother," Troy said. Sharpay gave him a look, "he moved here in the summer sophomore year was starting." Sharpay still look at him funny. "You called him the funny looking nerd that liked Star Trek."

"Oh the nerd." Sharpay waved it away and turned on the TV. "I don't know why you look after him. If he was still here you would be at the bottom of the food chain."

Troy rolled his eyes. It seemed he was doing that more since he came here. "He's still my brother, Sharpay."

"Whatever." Sharpay started filing her nails then let out a high pitched squeal.

"What's wrong?" Troy asked.

"My nail broke. This dumb California weather must've done something."

"I'm gonna go." Troy made his way towards the door.

"Wait, drop me off at the nearest nail salon." Sharpay got in panic mode.

"How am I supposed to know were the nearest nail salon is?" Troy asked.

"I don't know just go!" Sharpay said on the verge of tears.

"Gabriella, I thought I could rely on you, and you're three hours late on the first day. How am I supposed trust you after this?" Gabriella's boss was chewing her out when she first got there.

"It would've been two hours, but traffic was awful and I stopped to get you a burger." Gabriella held out the bag from McDonalds but her boss just threw it away. "Do you know how much that cost?"

Her boss just rolled her eyes and threw her hands up. "I am done with this. You're fired."

"No wait. Give me another chance. I will get my act together. Please, I need the money." Gabriella gave her the puppy dog eyes.

She thought about it for a moment until she gave in "Fine, you still have your job, but if you're late one more time, you're fired."

"Thank you so much. You will not regret it."

Gabriella went back to her counter and heard her boss say something like 'I think I already am'. Gabriella shrugged it off and started texting her friend, Josh. She automatically froze when she looked up to see someone at the door. She saw a blond haired girl, average height with pink from her head to her toes. The blonde was arguing with someone about how she didn't have and appointment. Her boss went up to them to intervene, but the blonde just kept yelling. Gabriella wondered if the girl was always that crazy or if something happened. Finally, the fight ended when the blonde pulled a wad of cash. Gabriella's boss let her to a counter.

Please not this counter. Please not this counter. Please not this counter. Pleeease not this counter. Gabriella prayed in her mind.

The blonde came right her way. Luckily, Gabriella was wearing her Lakers hat, so if she kept her head down, the crazy skank wouldn't notice her.

Josh Bolton was obsessed. Scratch that he was addicted. He had just finished another level of Halo: Reach and now he saw himself as a crazy killer in the Halo world. He had stopped playing Halo a couple years ago, thinking the game wasn't fit for his standards. He recently started again when his neighbor and best friend got him back into it when he found out she beat his stats. He got addicted again except now he wasn't planning on stopping.

There was a huge knock on the door, but Josh's bright blue eyes were still glued to the game. There was another knock, but Josh didn't move. "Grandma, can you get that?" he yelled.

There was a huge bang on the door, and Josh remembered that his grandma was at one of her poker games. "Shit," he cursed under his breath as he shot another person, paused the game, got off the floor, and answered the door. "Gabi, I will murder you for this," He muttered.

"Gabi?" the boy at the door had some similarities to Josh but not many. Both boys had the famous bright baby blue Bolton eyes. Both had shaggy hair except Josh's hair was pitch black while the boy's at the door was dirty blonde. The boy at the door was slightly taller than Josh but not by much. Josh was skinnier and more awkward. The boy was buffer and had more muscle. Josh was paler, and the boy was tanner. The list could go on and on.

"Troy?"

"Who's Gabi?" Troy said. Josh suddenly felt inferior to Troy all over again.

Leave it to Troy to forget about his own brother for a girl Josh thought. "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't mom tell you that I was staying here for the summer? Now back to this Gabi…"

Josh didn't hear the rest. Had he heard him correctly? His brother was staying with him for the summer. This couldn't be right. He had it made in Los Angeles. Hell, Troy was a reason why he left in the first place. Not a key factor but he did play a role. Josh finally felt like he was a part of something. Now Troy had to come along and ruin it like he always did. "What do you mean you're staying here for the summer?"

"A couple of my friends and I are staying here for the summer. What about that is so hard to comprehend?" Troy talked to him like he was a small child.

"Why?" Josh asked still in shock, his game forgotten.

Troy shrugged his shoulders. "'Cause we wanted to."

"Well, you don't have to check on me." Josh went back to playing his game trying to ignore everything that was coming out of his brother's mouth.

"I promised mom I would," Troy said. Troy was good looking and responsible; another reason why Josh envied him.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her," Josh said not even looking at Troy.

"Anyways who's Gabi?" Troy asked and Josh almost thought Troy looked desperate.

As if on cue, you could hear a cranky girl ranting from down the hallway. "Josh, you will not believe what happened to me today. That crazy bitch I told you about randomly came in and…"

"Gabi…" Troy whispered, smiling at the sight of her.