A/N: Hey GUYS! i'll give you a better summary! So Santana is a player and Quinn is a nerd. Santana wants to play her but Quinn isn't gonna to let that shit happen and Santana slowly starts to fall for her. then crazy shit insues. but Santana isn't a cheerio in this sory and Brittany is kinda a bitch and rachel's style is gonna be AU too. REVIEW! ITS MEANS SO MUCH TO MEEEEEEE!
Quinn's POV.
"Quinnie, Wake up." I heard my mom call from outside my door.
"I'm up. I'm up." I rolled out of my bed and walked to the bathroom in a just a tank top and superhero pajama pants (I know I'm a nerd you don't have to inform me). I treaded through my new room which I wasn't quiet use to yet, Probably the reason I tripped over several moving boxes on my way to the bathroom. As I stripped down and got in the shower, I thought about how my mom and I went from a life in Chicago, Now in Lima, Ohio. I didn't really mind Lima the whole three days we have been here. Well I was confined to my room by my own accord. I did help my mom load and unpack stuff into the house, but other than that I've been owning on some black ops on my PlayStation (I already told you I'm a huge nerd right?).
After a good half an hour shower I finally got out and brushed my hair and teeth. After making another dangerous trip across my room to my closet. I grabbed some shirt I got from urban outfitters, skinny jeans and a hoodie. I looked at the time realized I was probably was going to be late if I didn't get a move one. I quickly grabbed my over-the shoulder book bag and ran down stairs.
"Have a nice day sweetie! Make sure to focus on the books and not the girls!" I heard my mom call as I ran out the front door. I got in my car at nearly the speed of light and threw my bag in the passenger seat. I attempted to start my car, but it did not.
"Come on!" I slammed my hands against the steering wheel in anger. After a couple more tries my piece of shit car started up. I sighed in relief and drove to the first day of the rest of my life.
I entered the doors of William McKinley with my schedule in hand as I walked down the hall to my locker. I stopped and saw a beautiful sight. Or should a beautiful Latina getting her books out of the locker next to mine. Before I could even think about taking another a step forward I was cut off by a small brunette.
"Hi I'm Rachel Berry. Welcome to William McKinley." She put her hand out to shake mine but my eyes were still fixed on the beautiful girl standing next to my locker. She looked to she what I was looking at.
"Your looking at her aren't you?"
I quickly snapped away my gaze. "No I-I…"
"Don't worry everyone checks her out.. Boys, girls, Animal! But I wouldn't waste my time. She's a total player."
"Sound like you would now from experience.." I finally took a good look at the small brunette standing in front of me.
"I would. She plays girls just so she can get more popular. And she's got a girlfriend."
"And her girlfriend is fine with it?" I looked at the smaller brunette puzzled.
"It boosts her popularity too. Which I don't know why she would need it boosted, she is already a cheerio." I became more and more confused as this strange conversation continued.
"Wait, Her girlfriend is a breakfast cereal?"
"No. It's the name of the cheerleaders here."
"Oh good.." Well at least I didn't fall for a straight girl this time.
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