"San…"
My name never sounded better. Well, it just came from an angel's tongue a few seconds ago. What was I expecting?
Then, it hit me. An angel is talking to me. An angel just called my name. Could this really be happening? Why is she even in the library anyway? What brought this angel to this, for many other students, hell where people face the burning torture from the flames of hundreds of tomes?
My thoughts were interrupted by the angel's sweet voice.
"Santana Lopez… Want to come away with me this summer?"
It takes me a few seconds to process what she said. Quinn Fabray, Little Miss Perfect, the girl everybody loves, the Queen of McKinley High—did she just ask me, the invisible nerd extraordinaire, to spend the summer with her?
Quinn continues talking, and I missed most of what she's saying because I was too busy staring at her. All I heard was that it had to do with some island in the middle of the ocean. The ocean, for God's sake, which I have never seen. I wasn't able to answer; this is surely a trick, a joke.
"San…" Quinn tilts her head to one side and the corners of her mouth turns up. "My dad gets me for the whole summer. July first 'til Labor Day."
The whole summer. The whole goddamned summer!
"I've never seen the ocean." What the hell? I can't believe how stupid it sounded. How could I say something stupid in front of her? God, Santana. You suck.
"But how is it possible in this day and age that you've never seen the ocean?" Quinn asks, surprisingly not in a what-the-fuck-santana-you-suck way. She actually looked interested—maybe it's because she's wondering how a person could have lived fourteen years of her life without seeing the ocean.
All I could do was shrug and smile. I have this feeling that this girl might just change my life.