Gabriella Montez walked into East High School, dreading the day ahead of her. She never had good days at school-or good days in general. During all her classes she was made fun of, and at home she was either home alone or her mom, Maria, was home screaming at her to do stuff around the house for her while she just sat down and did nothing for herself.

"Excuse me," mumbled a girl with blonde hair rather rudely as she shoved Gabriella out of the way instead of waiting for her to move.

Sharpay, thought Gabriella. The first person to be mean to me today.

"Oh, look, it's the stupid shy girl," a cheerleader spoke. The other cheerleaders who were with her laughed as the first cheerleader shoved Gabriella.

"Hey, you're not cool," said a boy rudely.

Stupid Troy Bolton. Just because he's the basketball captain doesn't give him any right to be mean to me, Gabriella thought as tears began coming into her eyes at the frustration of everyone being mean to her.

"Cry cry cry, you're such a baby," Chad Danforth, Troy's best friend, laughed.

Troy was apparently amused by his friend's words.. "Yeah, maybe you should go find your preschool. Let me go tell a teacher to drive you to it."

"Where'd you get that shirt?" asked Sharpay, who had come back. "It's too big for you and it makes you look

weirder than you already do. And you should straighten your hair-there's nothing pretty about curls. And did you ever hear the words 'lip gloss' or 'eye shadow?'" She reached over and took the hair clip Gabriella was wearing out of her hair. "Well there's one ugly thing gone from you."

"Do you ever talk to anyone?" questioned a girl with brown hair as she walked by.

Gabriella went into an empty room and cried. Why did everyone have to be so mean to her? What did she ever do to deserve the treatment she was receiving?

"I know you're there, you stupid crying girl," commanded a cheerleader, coming into the room and hitting Gabriella's arm. "Snap out of the baby stage and act your age-like me."

Gabriella just moved over and continued crying.

"Fine, if you wanna be embarrassed, that's fine. I'll go text all my friends that Gabriella Montez is a big baby who cries over nothing," the cheerleader said, getting out her phone and beginning to text. Then she yelled,

"HEY EVERYONE; GABRIELLA MONTEZ IS CRYING! COME HERE TO SEE HER BEING A BIG

BABY!"

A group of students came to the room where Gabriella was. "You are so stupid," one of them called out.

"You should go to a school for weird people," another one commented.

"And what kind of name is Gabriella? It has too many letters. I don't even think you can spell it," teased yet another one.

"You are the only girl in this school who doesn't like me," Troy pointed out in a smart tone.. "What's your problem?"

Chad laughed. "Yeah, you don't fit in."

Gabriella couldn't stand it anymore. She finally said, "Leave me alone. Please. I don't like you because you always make fun of me. And I don't care if I don't fit in."

"Wow, you said your first words," Chad spoke, clapping in false amazement.

Everyone who was there laughed.

Gabriella sighed as she wished all the people who were being hurtful toward her would go away. She couldn't stand the treatment she was getting anymore. But she knew there was nothing that could make it stop.

Gabriella went into her house to see her mother sitting down in the living room.

"Go get me a snack," Maria ordered her daughter.

Gabriella put down her school stuff and went into the kitchen, frustrated. "What do you want?" she asked, trying not to sound annoyed.

"Chips and dip. The onion dip. And I want it in one of those little bowls and I want the chips on a plate," Gabriella's mom instructed unpleasantly.

"Alright," Gabriella sighed. She got her mom's food and took it to her.

"I don't want this many chips, you little brat! I don't wanna get fat and lazy from junk food!"

"Okay."

"ALL I WANT IS A SNACK AND YOU GO AND MESS UP EVERYTHING! FOR THE PAST SIXTEEN AND A HALF YEARS YOU NEVER MADE ME HAPPY! AFTER WHAT I WENT THROUGH FOR NINE MONTHS TO HAVE YOU, I EXPECT MORE!"

"I'm sorry," Gabriella muttered, forcing herself to hold in the tears she longed to allow to drip down her cheeks..

"SORRY ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH!"

"Well I'll get you the right amount of chips then alright?" Gabriella offered.

"No, never mind. Just turn on the TV, shut up, and go to your room! No dinner tonight for you. Only for me!

And it better be ready at six o' clock or else you're gonna be in BIG trouble."

"O-okay," Gabriella stammered, scared. She turned on the TV, then went up to her room. She laid down on her bed and cried. She didn't know why her mom hated her. She wished she was never even born since she had nothing to

live for. She didn't know what to do.

After Maria was done eating dinner, she announced, "I have to go. Bye." She then went out the front door and slammed it behind her.

Gabriella then decided she had to leave the horrible place she was in. She would run away and go somewhere no one

hated her. She went upstairs, got on her shoes, and went back down. She ran out the door without a coat, since she didn't have one, and after shutting the door ran as fast as she could. When she couldn't run anymore, she sat down in the snowy grass and cried. She was upset still, and tried to tell herself she would be somewhere better soon. But she couldn't stop her tears. She just sat there and cried. But soon she would find someone who would love her, although she didn't think so.