Meet the Montez's

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We arrived at our new house in Alberquerque, it was a 2 story white painted brick house with a pool, basketball court and a small football/soccer field. I ran straight through the tall wooden door, desperate for the bedroom I saw on the high level with the balcony, I called dibs on it the moment I got out of the car, yells of complaints from my brothers.
Bursting through the cream door and I felt like I walked into my dream land, ^room above^.

I instantly felt at home, but my favourite part would have to be the balcony, which looked across the backyard, looking out, I could already see Jayden showing Levi how to shoot on the ring, lifting him high enough, scores of laughter erupting from them every so often. Looking to left of the court, I could see Logan, Aiden and Alexander tackling each other for the ball, playing free for all. I looked around for Coby and Chase and found them kicking their soccer ball into the net, sharing the ball. I looked across and Corey was lounging around with Anastasia reading a book together, one earphone plugged in, listening to music, they were chill.

And where's number 9? Come on Noah, you gotta be around, I looked over the backyard once again and couldn't see him, so I moved my eyes to the trees, knowing my brother has this obsession with trees. And there he was, perched up on a branch, watching down on them, I smiled to myself, he had the same idea as me, our big chocolate brown eyes met and he gave me a wink and then nodded to our brothers, then he disappeared. All 9 of my brothers were having fun, until I heard a not so familiar voice call out.

"Hey Chad! Look new neighbours!" A deep husky voice called out, I looked next door and my breath caught in my throat, standing on his own basketball court was the most hottest boy I've ever seen.

Shaggy sandy blonde hair, broad shoulders, his clear view muscles and his 10 pack on his not so covered chest, I looked up at him and my eyes connected with most bluest pair I've ever seen. They were like an ocean and I suddenly had an idea to write a song about the ocean.

"Hey, look I see one!" A boy with a afro covered head and light brown skin appeared, yeah I guess he was hot with big muscles and an 8 pack, but nothing compared to his friend, I guess this boy must be Chad.

"No shit Sherlock! Let's head over!" Blue eyed boy called out and my eyes widened, I hadn't changed into something cute.

I ran to my suitcase and pulled out a pair of black cuffed trackies and a black tank top, I pulled my long brown hair out of its bun, ran a brush through it and then re-tied into a high pony tail, before bolting down stairs. I heard the doorbell ring and I had to stop to calm my nerves and blush before I opened the door.

"Hi," I spoke in a cheerful tone, before rolling my eyes in a manor of boredom, I stared straight at them and the blue eyed boy let out a short chuckle and it was the most hottest sound I've ever heard.

"Hi I'm Troy Bolton, your next door neighbour, this is Chad Danforth my best friend and he lives across the street." Blue eyed boy spoke, I mean Troy did, his voice was mesmerising.

"Well hello. Welcome to the Montez residence, I'm Gabriella Montez, only girl in this house. Come on in, my brothers are out the back. If you like basketball, football or soccer, you'll fit in with them. I'm 16 by the way." I informed them, before leading them out the back to my 9 brothers. "Montez's!" I yelled and they all turned to look at me, I gestured to the boys behind me, who stood awkwardly, before they waved.

"I'm Troy Bolton, I'm your neighbour, I'm 16 years old and I'm the captain of the basketball team at East High, this is Chad Danforth, he lives across the street, my best friend, also 16 and my vice-captain." Troy introduced himself to my brothers who all nodded before they turned to Alexander, waiting for him to introduce himself first.

"I'm Alexander, call me Alex, I'm the oldest." Alexander started, before nodding at Aiden to go.

"I'm Aiden, twins with Alex, we're 19." Aiden said.

"I'm Logan, I'm 18." Logan said next.

"I'm Corey, I'm 17 and this is my girlfriend Anastasia or Ana for short." Corey introduced both him and his girl.

"I'm Jayden, I'm 16. I'm the deadliest of us." Jayden started in his usual tone, which could send people running.

"Then there's me, whom you've already met. Jayden and me are twins and call me whatever you want." I told them.

"I'm Noah, I'm 14." Noah went and he nodded before scaling a tree and looking down upon us.

"Get out of the tree, Noah." Alexander said in his authority voice, making Noah listen and jump landing perfectly on his feet.

"I'm Chase." Chase said, his soccer ball tucked under his arm.

"I'm Coby, twins with Chase, we're 10." Coby informed them before lunging at Chase for the ball.

"Chase! Coby! Stop now!" Logan yelled and they immediate stopped and quieted down.

"Come on Levi your turn." I encouraged my youngest brother, who gave off his shy look, before he turned to me and nodded, doing sign language, saying just for me.

"I'm Levi, I'm 5 and I'm the youngest of the Montez's." Levi got out hurriedly before bolting into my out stretched arms.

"Good boy, little bro. Belle-Belle's proud of you and so is everyone else! Let's go get you a cookie!" I happily praised my youngest brother and then waving at the boys, made my way inside, for my favourite little boy to get his favourite cookie.

Troy's POV

Oh my god. I don't think I've ever seen someone so beautiful.

To her long curly brown hair to her deep chocolate brown eyes and her petite slim form, she was the definition of a princess.

When she answered the doorbell when we rang, she gave off this vibe of a strong, independent, deadly fighter who has over protective brothers to help when needed, even when she doesn't need it. Her aurora around her was a bright, cheerful happy girl when she's surrounded by those who love her and she loves back and she had that glint in her eye, that glint that showed that she'd lost someone.

The sadness, depression and anxiety that would flit through her eyes often. When she looked at Levi, you could see that sympathy look, the look of 'I'm sorry' and I wanted to find out why. I wanted to find out everything about her. And I'm going to...

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