Disclaimer: Glee is not mine. Sadly. Otherwise Sebtana would be canon. (And I ship it solely based on their personalities and of course Smooth Criminal, so don't hate.) And Niff (Nick and Jeff 3) would be pulling pranks everywhere. And Finn would sit in a hole the whole time. So, anyways, not mine, Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy. (Except Santana and Sebastian's family members. They're all mine!) Mwa ha ha! Enjoy!
Who Would Have Thought
Santana Maria Diabla Lopez storms through the hallways of William McKinley High School. Everyone instinctively knowing to stay out of her way, especially when she's mad. Even her best friend of 7 years, and girlfriend of 2 months, Brittany S. Pierce knows to let her go. No one can contain Santana when she gets really mad, not even Brittany.
Santana pushes fiercely out the doors and marches into the parking lot. The people scrambling away can practically see the smoke billowing around her.
Santana jumps into her car, and as she pulls out, she thinks about why she is so mad. That Finn Hudson did not know when to shut up. Now, she is carefully devising plans to pay him back. She decides to go find her cousin and his boyfriend, they are practically experts at pranks.
Less than half an hour ago, Santana was practicing for the school musical, West Side Story. She is proud of getting the role of Anita, even if she has to work with Rachel Berry, who she, quite frankly, finds incredibly annoying. The hobbit was already on a rant about how Santana wasn't trying her hardest, and is trying to sabotage "her" musical, when her idiot boyfriend Frankenteen just had to put the icing on the cake and bring up her family, and how they raised her to be a bitch. He just had to, didn't he? He knows nothing about her family.
It's hard enough for her parents to provide enough for her, but they also have to support Santana's abuela, and her 5 year old twin brother and sister. That's pretty damn hard for two people. So, Santana does what she can, she's pretty good with her hands, so she works part-time at Burt Hummel's garage, mostly on weekends, but extra if they need a little extra money for a doctor's appointment, a trip, or a holiday thing.
Her mood calms as she approaches the private school, Dalton Academy. She parks in the visitors lot, and checks the time. Her cousin, Jeff Sterling, and his boyfriend, Nick Duval, are still in their glee club, the Warblers, practice, but they know that she'd never spill anything to the New Directions.
Santana waves to the people in the office, she's a frequent enough visitor for the staff to know her, and the boys at the all-boys school to know to stay out of her way when she's pissed.
She expertly navigates the intricately decorated halls, and makes her way to the Warblers' practice room, where she hears them starting up an acapella version of Billy Joel's Uptown Girl. She stands in the doorway, and watches Nick lead some boys in a easy dance routine, mouthing along the words to herself.
Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a new Warbler notice her, but she doesn't think much of it until he comes over, his face slightly resembling a meerkat, and takes the lead for a few bars, drawing attention to her. He watches as she waves to Nick, Jeff, and the other Warblers that she knows well, namely Trent, Thad, Flint, Richard (Beatz), David, Ethan, Cameron, and Wes. Yeah, she visits often. He clasps her hand, making her eyebrows raise, and brings her over to the others, where a circle has formed, and boys are taking turns dancing in the middle. She rolls her eyes. What the hell, why not, she thinks, and joins them, taking a turn in the center, dancing amazingly, smirking when the the boys cheer as she takes her spot again.
She backs up, and the boys all move to their positions, and dance in sync, Nick on leads. She smiles a bit as she watches, and rolls her eyes when Nick leads her and the other boys into the hall.
They form a line, and she smiles at Nick as they move down the line, him singing to her. The new guy takes up the melody for a few lines, circling her, and she gives him a thoughtful look. She snickers when Thad takes over for a few lines, and does muscle motions along with the song, until she points for them to go back to their practice room. Most of them race back, but Thad and Nick linger, and Santana playfully shoves Thad into the room, Nick following as to not get one himself.
She sits on the arm of a couch and watches a few more Warblers, namely Meerkat, Flint and Beatz, take turns dancing, then they go back to their in sync dance routine, finishing off with Nick softly singing the last note.
Santana claps, and gets up to hug a few of them, the ones that she's closest with.
"You guys killed it, as always!" she says, hugging Nick, Jeff, Trent, and Thad. Meerkat takes note of this, and mentally files it away.
"So, what brings you here besides me?" Jeff asks teasingly.
"Well, McKinley's putting on West Side Story, and Bow-Tie Blaine had the brilliant idea of inviting you dorks." She smirks, and the boys just laugh.
"And how did they get you to be the messenger?" Thad jokes. Santana grins.
"Oh, you know, Frankenteen wouldn't shut up, so no one else was really around to do the task." She says, jokingly examining her fingernails. The boys get her reference, and Jeff put a hand on her shoulder. Meanwhile, the new boy watches, interested.
"Are you in it? The musical?" Trent asks. She nods.
"Anita." The boys offer congratulations, until Meerkat speaks up.
"So, can you sing as well as you dance, then, or are you just the understudy?" The boys all back away as Santana turns to him, smirking evilly.
"Hit it, boys." She struts to the center of the room, the new boy's eyes following her every movement. The other Warblers grin, and start a version of Jennifer Lopez's Papi.
They all gather around Santana, who smirks and starts dancing and singing. When she first sings, Meerkat's mouth opens. She's amazing. She dances too, her hips shaking seductively, twirling in and out of the boys. As the song progresses, she takes turns dancing with Jeff, Nick, Cameron, and Thad, who seem to know exactly what to do. She's that good, apparently. Then, Meerkat decides to find out more, and he steps in for a turn, discovering that she's in almost complete control, and he likes that. He does that too, sort of.
Santana closes up the song, and on the last note, she finds herself in a held dip from the new boy. He's not a bad dancer, she'll give him that. She straightens.
"Does that count as 'singing as well as I dance'?" Santana asks, grinning at him, not even out of breath.
"More than counts. I'm Sebastian Smythe," he says, extending a hand to her as the other Warblers start to leave.
"Santana Lopez."
A/N: OMG. My first story. Hopefully it doesn't suck...