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Chapter 1: The Teasing Games
Santana Lopez, together with Quinn, Mercedes, Blaine and Kurt were casted to be on Puck's movie project. They all gathered in a river near Lima to shoot some scenes. It's been 1 week since they got there, trying to work with the unpredictable weather, clumsy staffs and wicked ideas.
And since day one, The Latina was really irritated with her co-star, Quinn Fabray. There's something that was into Quinn that gets into her nerves. Maybe because the blonde was really greedy for fame even though she already got everything that she could ask for, screaming and boasting it all out.
The main character was named Rosario Cruz, a stripper with a very tragic life, stripping for money and justice. The role was given to Santana and that's why Quinn was so hot when it comes to her. The secondary character whose name was Emily Stark was casted to Quinn. Emily was an old friend, keeping secrets to prevent the riot of their lives.
Even though Santana was the main character, Quinn was the most prioritized actress. Demanding for every bit of something that she wanted.
Santana finds it unfair considering that she's the main character...
And with that... The Santana-Quinn war was on!
Santana's POV:
The sun's shining so bright and it felt like burning my skin through, deep down my bones, making it melt. But not literally, I'm just being so exaggerated.
I'll lay back here and just wait for the call. They didn't need anything else from me but my appearance and talent.
Talent. Something that Quinn didn't have. Heh.
"Listen everyone!" Puck shouted, holding a file of papers on his hands, "We're going to either choose from the actresses or cast another one to pair with Rosario! Yes, Rosario's a part-lesbian. Get ready and prepare whenever your storylines got twisted."
What? Rosario was gay?! Really? Now that's what we call a movie. I've got an opportunity to kiss a girl... YES!
This could be a lot easier for me, considering that I'm a real-life LesBitch.
Yeah, Maria, my minnie-me sister called me that.
Who's going to be her lesbian girlfriend? Hmmm... There's no one else that can be paired with me except... No. She didn't deserved it. Not that Blondie...
I'm just so excited with the new casted actress.
I put on my sunglasses, slid my body, laying down the hammock, and then closed my eyes shut. Ooh. The air felt so-
"FREAKTANA LOPEZ!"
OUCH! That voice! That effin shocking voice strucked my eardrums like a lightning bolt.
Oh. I'm so sure it's Lucy Quinn Fabray. The lady who wanted it all.
I open my eyes and sat up facing 'little miss blonde perfect' with crossed arms. "What do you want, golden slut?!"
Her original smirk and one-brow-raise came out of her pale face and then moved her face closer to mine, one-inch apart.
I took off my sunglass and got ready for the staring contest.
Gosh. Those hazel eyes. (0.0)
"Director Puckerman will fire you for just relaxing there and putting your ass on a hammock!"
Yeah. I need a huge headphone to cover my ear and volume up my cellphone to avoid getting deaf.
I rolled my eyes and covered my ears with my index fingers.
My grin burst out, "Director Puckerman? What a respectful lady you are. Or maybe, you're just sipping the straw so that Puck can make your role a better one than mine. I'm the main role. NOT YOU." I said, in a playful manner, twisting my head around. "C'mon Q, you're just an actress like me. You don't have the right to shout on me. I'll do what I want. And-"
I stood up and strucked her eyes with mine.
My lips firmed and then I tucked her loose hair to where it belongs.
Gosh. That blonde hair... It feels so soft against my fingers...
"And, I can do what I needed to do."
My hand finds its way to her cheeks and caressed it gently. I watch her resist and tried not to moan.
Give it up to me, Fabray. I know you have something.
You're so hard to get.
But she shook off and stepped backward, "One more time that you'll lay hand on me and I'll-"
She stopped, so I continue, "You'll what babe?"
"I'll-" She points her finger on me and then bites her lower lip. It's like she's super angry inside and she wanted to explode but then she's keeping it all cool. But the truth was, it's getting HOT in here.
I walk closer to her, closed her hand into a fist and grins, "Next time, put your ass up and try to fight me when you're ready. Not like this... You look like surrendering your soul with my every touch." I move to her ear and whispers, "Or when you're ready to- you know..."
I slowly move my lips to her cheeks, inch by inch, I move closer. Her heart's been cliffhanged of my teasing and she's not even struggling. I know her defenses were down and she's waiting for me. But I can't hesitate...
Did she liked it?
She then pushed me and with a wrinkled face she said, "I won't let your dirty lips rub against my cheeks."
I maintained my smirk on the corner of my lips and then teased her eyes to keep it cool. "You can't stop me, Fabray. I can do whatever I want and you're not going to regret it."
I pulled her arms without disconnecting our eye contact.
I enjoyed it so much that I can't even stop myself on playing this game.
"Let me go!" She resisted and tried to pull out.
"Sorry Goldilucks, but I can't let you go. Don't you wanna play this game?"
"Game? And that's how you call this? You're raping me!"
She tried to let you go. But I'm still hanging on and felt stronger. She even growled.
Out of my awareness, a black-colored large-sized hipo went our side and then grabs my collar upward.
"You crazy little Latina, you should stop being so maniac with Quinn. You'll get punished, playgirl."
That's Mercedes. One of the actresses. She's so ghetto that I can't get over her accent.
I tried to pull her arms out, "Stay out of these!"
"Hell to the no Santana. Our scene was next in line."
I rolled my eyes and blew a boring sigh. And then she grabs my ears and twisted it.
It felt like burning as blush came out. What's my mistake? Why on the earth is she doing this to me? "F*ck that hurts!"
"Watch your mouth. Now you're coming with me."
"Thank you Mercedes. Thank you for stopping that maniac before she can rape me." Quinn said to Mercedes and then she stucked her tongue out, towards me.
"Always welcome, Quinn."
"Hey! That hurts so much." I look at Quinn and then clenched my fist.
Mercedes pulls my collar while walking closer to the set. The result? I'm walking backwards.
I can't free myself. This hipo was too big for me. My feet aren't following me anymore. I had no choice but to go with the flow or I'll be sliding my back against the rocky road.
"Next time, I'll stick a pole through your mouth, down your throat and out your asshole! I'll watch you choke with your own blood." I said, straightening my plaid shirt.
"Ha!" She chuckled once and then grinned, "I won't let you do that, Ms. Chocolate Fondue."
She pressed my noise using the end of her finger and then pressed it harder.
"Ouch! That's the last straw, Mercedes Benz!"
My nose felt broken and I think it's bleeding. I rub it so gently to ease the pain.
"Awww... Your diaper's already wet, baby Tana? Wait for Mama to replace it."
. Eeerrr!
She chuckled so loud as if there's no more tomorrow while holding her stomach. I can almost see her esophagus from here. And then she coughs.
"Guess your body fats are hindering your blood vessels. Better check for a doctor, grandma."
I crossed my arms and smiled so big. A very fake one.
"Stop it Mercedes and Santana. Rehearse your scripts now and stand by. We'll be shooting your scene." Puck announced. And then Mike Chang, his asisstant hands us the scripts.
I read on the lines. Wow. It said that I'm going to comfort Mercedes. After the insults? This made me laugh. "Maybe you didn't noticed that there's something on you that can make you beautiful."
PWEH. Just so disgusting... This is what we call ACTING.
At the corner of my eye, I can see Quinn looking at me.
Maybe I need to show her my real talent. I'll show her how to be a real superstar. Hang on Quinn Fabray. 'Cause your eyes are going to see the true actress!
Quinn's POV:
Busted Freaktana! She's just so proud of herself! How pathetic she was. I'm not sipping the straw with Puck . I'm just doing my best to be on top.
But then... She? She's just going to lay there and wait for the calls, while me, I'm helping the other staffs' works!
Besides, she's still the main character.
I just really love this movie that I'll die just to make my character better.
"Stop it Mercedes and Santana. Rehearse your scripts now and stand by. We'll be shooting your scene." Puck announced.
With that, my eyes searched for Santana. Weird that I just called her with her first name in my head.
When my eyes met Santana, my heartbeat began to raise.
*Dug-Dug.*
Stupid heart. I can hear its beats.
( Now playing: I Love You by Avril Lavigne )
A love song just played inside my brain. This isn't true. My heartbeat's following the song's rhythm.
It's like glitters flew out from nowhere whenever she's moving. And it's sparkling its way to my sight. Her smile seems so bright. Her tan skin was flawless and so as her dark hair complimenting her eyes. Demon was the best word to describe her face. But it's weird 'cause staring at her felt like heaven.
Everything's in slow motion... She's all that I can see...
***You're so beautiful, but that's not why I love you.
I'm not sure you know, that the reason I love you,
Is YOU, being YOU, just YOU.
And yeah the reason I love you,
And all that we've been through.
And that's why I LOVE YOU...***
Guess that I'm starting to like her...
WAAAHHH!
No. Of course not.
Freakin' Quinn. I shouldn't feel this. Santana's my rival.
I'm not a lesbian! Probably so am not. My mind's been thinking so wild because it's been really hot in here. And it's LITERAL!
When my eyes met Santana's boobs, I got surprised.
It's bigger than mine. Maybe hers were 36 C cup? So unfair. How could she make it big like that?
I clenched my fist.
My heart beats faster right now. Flame started to burn my body and it runs through my veins. I'm shaking. I don't know why but I think it's because my breath shortens.
I never noticed that my jaw even dropped down the floor until Kurt lifted it up.
I looked at him with an angry stare. He's going to make fun of me again. I'm so sure about that.
"Aha. You're staring at Santana with a jaw drop?! That's sooo gay."
See?
I rolled my eyes and pressed my back against the wall, "First thing, EEEWWW. Second, I'm not staring at her. OK?"
"Ok. You say so."
I knew he never stopped laughing. His cheeks blushed as he covered his mouth.
"Stop laughing." I said, pouting my lips. "What's funny?"
I'm not staring at her. I'm just... EEERRR!
"C'mon Quinn. Just say it." Blaine teased, hiding his smile and boasting his thick brows as always.
"I'm not."
"I remembered when I saw Kurt. At first, I'm keeping it and tried to deny those feelings. But when it all explodes, I said that there's no way that I'm going to keep it inside. I tried to tell him and boom. He just said yes." Blaine held Kurt's hand and then kissed it.
Yuck. My nerves get so high.
Kurt blushed even more and then playfully patted Blaine's shoulder. They burst into a big laugh while I'm pissed.
They don't have to tell me. I don't care. As if I'm asking for their advices.
"Would you stop it now, Blurt?!"
Their laughs are stabbing my eardrums and I'm so messed up. BIG TIME.
"Oh, ok, Quinntana."
Another horde of laughs came after.
"I'm not a lesbian! And there's no way that I'm going to fall in love with that wicked lesbian witch!"
"Why not? Santana's beautiful."
"Beautiful?! Come on! She looks ridiculous! Her hair stinks and so as her face. She looks like an ugly duckling, roasted with low-quality charcoals."
And that's true. So true.
"Ugh, Quinn... Santana's-"
"Santana's not beautiful and she's so horrible!"
Kurt and Blaine's face were blank. Guess I have won this.
"I'm so glad you gays stopped."
"She's-" Kurt's pointing at my back.
Weird. Who's he's-
I turn around...
(0.0)
Santana?
*Dug-dug*
Oh no. It beats so fast again...
"Can you repeat that?"
Her face was extremely close to mine. I held my breath... And inhaled her scent... It tingles my heartstrings... Played with it and plucked...
"C'mon blondie, repeat that!"
Santana's breath caressed my face and it smelled so sweet. Were her lips tasted the same? I wondered how soft they were.
"Tell me or I'll kiss you!"
Man... I mean lesbian... I can't talk. My tongue moved backward, and then it fell down my intestine.
Suddenly, she held my face. Those eyes... They're teasing me... I'm so helpless. I can't put my defenses up. I'm too weak.
I couldn't let her do this. But my body, it's not moving. My conciousness was screaming...
My body shakes in fear... She's going to slap me? I can read her eyes... They screamed, RAGE.
Fire's starting to ignite. I can't even breathe. Why am I so scared? She's just the same Santana...
But then...
Her lips met mine.
I'm shocked but my eyes closed on its own.
Her lips felt so soft. Like a cotton candy melting inside my mouth. Butterflies are flying and they created a stampede.
What's this? My brain wants to escape but... My body's betraying me. I wanted more.
My doubts and anger were driven away by this loving feeling.
My feet felt like flying, landing on clouds. But because clouds were too weak to handle me, I fell.
I fell for her...
.
.
Tomorrow, I'll make sure that I'm the one who's going to pair with her . I'll be the one who's going to make Rosario fall. Like what she did with this moment, with this kiss...
*** And that's why I LOVE YOU.***
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(A/N): And that's for chapter 1. Feel free to REVIEW me and FOLLOW the story. Thank you so much.
