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THIS is my personal favorite, and I do hope you like this the most too. But I think, Day 2 Entry is already winning your heart, and I wouldn't have a problem writing that too.

Jammy: you are so awesome! Like I hope you'd always be there. I'm starting to be dependent on your reviews every now and then, you're spoiling meeee! I didn't notice it until now, but yeah, Day 2 and Day 3 almost had the same story isn't it? (about the Bechloe) Yeah, I think I've read that one too. But I promise it won't be the same! This is actually patterned from a Korean Series which I forgot what the English title is. But it's funny, and so good, I just knew I had to make a Quinntana version of it. Haha.

Oh man, Anon, Guests: Trust me, I would love to continue everything, but I can't. And I really update so slow, you would end up hating me. Haha.

shout to 1and, BlackWidow01, Fabray-Lopez, RebekahDamon (I do ship them too btw)! You guys are so awesome I can't even.

STEP-SISTERS RELATIONSHIP. DON'T LIKE, YOU CAN TURN AROUND NOW..

BASED FROM THIS REALLY AWESOME MANGA, CITRUS (SABURO UTA), if you want spoilers, just go and check it out. And well, the graphics helps too.

'You know, it would also help to feel the vibe if you listen to The Only Exception by Paramore

The first time her mom mentions Russel is probably two months when they first started dating. Santana is fifteen, and she kinda picks up with these kind of things a lot faster than her mom would think. Her mom is a lawyer, so growing up, she'd known how hectic her schedule could be. And when you get into an accident when you're five(or six) and gets to see your dad bleed to death as he pushed you out of the car, your mom loves you even more and tries so hard to protect you from anything else that could hurt you. And your mom, just got to work harder to still give you the best quality of life she can offer.

Their dynamic started to change three months ago, when her mom gets one of these big-break cases, that determines her career for the future. So she starts pulling an all-nighter, spending more time with her client. Her mom doesn't care about her looks, she'd like to look decent and respectable but that's just it. But a month after her win, Santana starts to notice the subtle changes: Like how, she dresses up differently (buying new clothes, and a few accessories), how she got a new haircut which brings out her face structure, and how she's more bubbly in the morning, even with late nights all week.

Santana wasn't bothered by it. She knows it's not gonna last. Her mom had been active in the dating society for a while now, and each time, she gets to see her mom gets her heart broken. She's sick of it, but her mom has always been there for her, so she promised she's gonna be there for her mom to put the pieces back together. Her mom is strong, but Santana likes to think that Santana is stronger.

She hadn't met Russel yet, because it turns out that Russel was her mother's client, and he's a very busy man. However, they're still dating five months later, to the point that Russel asked her mom's hand to marriage.

Santana grits her teeth because that's just absurd. She doesn't know this man (even though her mom won't shut up about him). And Santana wants to slap some sense to her mom, but her mom is crying in front of her because she's never been this happy, ever since… (Okay, she doesn't even remember seeing her this genuinely happy). So Santana swallows that sour taste in her mouth and silently hugs her.

Santana meets Russel a week after her mom announced that they're now engaged. Santana tried so hard not to roll her eyes at the picture. Russel is a good-looking blonde man, who wears suit and ties, and has a freaking assistant to tell him what his next schedule is.

But he makes her mom happy. And okay, maybe he kind of looks at her mom whenever she speaks that tells the world that he's really listening.

But when you come to a broken a family, and the parent you live with gets dumped every single time she dates someone, you kinda start hating on every person they let you meet. And you kinda focus on their unpleasant qualities, so you can't blame Santana for thinking the worst case scenario.

Yeah, to say Santana has a bad attitude about all of this would be an understatement.

"So Santana, how do you feel about moving to the Hamptons?"

That pulls Santana out of her murdering thoughts towards the guys across her.

Before Santana could reply, her mom answers for her. "Santana would love it! She had always dreamt of going to New York!"

Santana scowls at this. Of course she had always dreamt of moving to New York City! But not to Hamptons! – Well, okay, if you think about it, that's kinda classy, but to move in there... Wait, what?

"What do you mean move?"

They look at each other and it made Santana feel queasy. That is not a good sign.

"Well, mija, Russel travels a lot. And he lives in the Hamptons with his younger daughter. He would like us to move in with them so he'll get to spend more time with us."

What?

No!

Apparently, Santana's face showed her protest and her mother gives her a stern look. She doesn't care. Because her mom is ruining all of this. They're not gonna last. Santana even thinks they're not gonna make it to the wedding, so why would they ruin this? Her mom would get more attach and this man is giving him false pretense and temporary happiness. She doesn't think her mom would take it when he breaks it off.

"Santana, my daughter is in the same age as you, I think you two will get along just fine." Who cares about your daughter?, Santana thinks. She's fine with being an only child, thank you very much.

"How about your work, mama?" Santana turns to her mom, rudely ignoring Russel's attempt of conversing with her.

"I could be a free-lance lawyer, mija. And…" She looks at Russel again and what the actual fuck, right? It almost looked like she's looking for his approval and Santana won't have that.

"When she becomes a Fabray…" If, Santana corrects him in her mind. "She will have to manage all of our foundations and charities. So it'll be best if she slowly pull away from her time-demanding job. Then she could spend more time with you and Quinn. She won't stop talking about how much she wish she could bond with you…" Bullshit. It's one of the many, many things in this situation that's bullshit, and she thinks of a new one every thirty seconds or so.

Oh God, just shut up.

Santana wants to laugh, but her urge to walk out of this restaurant is stronger. Her mom, handling charity events? That's too much of a Stepford wife persona than her mom. Her mom is a fighter and she wouldn't bow down to any man just because she's marrying him.

She waits to see her mom change, or disagree, or at least negotiate because she's a lawyer, she would have to disagree at some point because none of this is fair to both parties.

Her plate is barely touched and Russel makes a comment about how similar she is to this Quinn, who will be her future step-sister, because she goes on a diet. Well fuck that. Because screw diet. Santana thinks she wouldn't be able to keep any food down when this two are making googly eyes to each other, acting like a teenage fools, and telling her that her world is about to shift in a big major way and she has no choice but to go with it because she's a minor.

When they go home, Maribel comes to her room to tuck her in. Which is weird, because the last time she had done that was when she was what, seven?

"I'm really happy, mija." Maribel says as she pats Santana's head like she used to when Santana's younger.

"That's what you always say." Santana mumbles as she grips her comforter tighter.

"This is different… He… He is different. So can you just… Can you just try... For me?"

Something in Santana's heart breaks. And the same argument comes back to her head. Her mom had always been there for her. They never celebrated her mom's birthday, but they always celebrated hers. She has nice clothes and gadgets, because her mom would give anything she asks. The only thing her mom asks is that she supports her when she's happy.

She just doesn't want her to get hurt, okay?

Russel seems to be a great guy.

But what happens when he leaves her for a younger version of her mom?

And they pretty much came from nothing. Her mother's siblings are in jail, and only her mother, among six of her siblings, managed to get a degree, and be a lawyer.

Russel might be okay with it, but how about the rest of his family? What if her mom receives the same treatment as she always have whenever she's in a PTA meeting or hanging out with her friends' mothers, but it'll be ten times worse because it's the Hamptons. It's gotta be worse, right?

Instead she leans in to hug her mom tighter and mumble a soft 'okay'.

Santana keeps in mind that she's stronger than her mom, and that she can take it. She's gonna protect her if it comes down to it.

She doesn't meet Quinn until she's already at school.

She had managed to postpone her flight to New York until the last day before senior year starts. Maribel insists that she should've moved earlier to get the feel of the land, but Santana insisted that she spends her last days with her friends. She has a long months for her to feel welcome in Hamptons. She didn't know she could hate New York this much.

As expected, she was enrolled in a private school… Actually, to make it worse… She's enrolled in an all-girls 'we're all obsessed with how we look and who is the wealthiest among us' private school. So she has to wear a uniform, and dress all neat-y.

So maybe, the campus is a little bit overwhelming. Because it almost looked like Hogwarts, and there are a lot of buildings. It was all bricks and stones, and you could tell by the look of it that it's already in its 100's even more.

A petite girl calls her out and motions for her to come over. She rolls her eyes, because really? She's hot and she knows it, and other people should take the opportunity to appreciate it. She likes to be looked at.

"Your hair color is a violation to the students' handbook."

"Excuse me, what?"

So maybe in the last attempt to prevent moving to Hamptons, she had dyed her hair blonde. Big deal. People go through this phase all the time.

"And you are not allowed to use your cellular phone while you're in the campus."

Who says 'cellular phone' these days? Welcome to the 21st century, honey.

"And you're last button should be buttoned up."

And maybe she didn't know she's going to an all-girls school, so she thought she'll game it up so she could find some distraction in this new place.

Santana puts her hand in her temple and massage it. This girl is gonna keep on talking in paragraphs and lists all the things wrong about Santana, which is everything. She didn't have time to read the stupid handbook because she's too busy formulating an (evil) plan to find a loophole in this arrangement. So far, she's been successful but Santana is many things but a quitter so she'll keep looking.

"Shut the fuck up, hobbit. We're all wearing the same uniform. The least we could do to express ourselves is to dress up a little differently. Geez, it's not like I can seduce someone in here with the way I look."

"Actually, you can still express yourself by wearing that uniform properly."

Santana turns around immediately to source of the voice.

She recognize her immediately. That's Quinn Fabray, Russel's youngest daughter.

She's… more intimidating in person. She had only seen her in pictures. Every time her mother would show her pictures of her, she wouldn't even look because she could feel the jealousy growing in her stomach. She knows it will never be the case. That her mother would choose this Quinn over her, but the way her mother is entranced by pretty much everything in Russel's world is alarming. Santana only knew that she has blonde hair and striking green eyes. And maybe she'd find another girl like that in here, but the way this girl stands in front of her, and how the school crowd opened up when she arrives is a sign that she holds a certain authority over them, she just knew it's the Quinn Fabray.

(She kinda missed that, from her old school. That used to be her)

She was busy studying Quinn that she hadn't notice she's still speaking.

"—and by living through those rules, you prepare yourself to be a better member of society."

Santana scoffs at how charmed the study body was by her speech.

Okay, JFK, that was some nice speech. How much did you practice that?

Santana rolls her eyes.

Clearly she would know that she has her soon-to-be step-sister moving into town, into her school, and pretty much into her house today, right?

Santana crosses her arm and matches Quinn's gaze. She almost laugh at how opposite this is of how Maribel and Russel hopes their daughter's first meeting would be.

"I didn't know those rules because this is my first day." She simply states.

Santana looks away and focuses on her nails.

And then she felt someone comes to her and leans to her personal space.

The smell of cinnamon overpowered her sense and she swears her heart stopped beating for a second.

She feels this person, hug her and she was shocked as hell.

What the fuck?

Before she could push Quinn away from her, Quinn pulls back, and Santana noticed that she already got her phone in her hand.

What the hell? Are you a ninja or something?

"Learn the rules. Live by it. Today is a warning. You can get this by the end of the day."

Soon, the Queen Bee leaves with her minions.

Now she knows how much some people hated her in her previous school.

It's just a big adjustment, okay?

She meets Brittany and she immediately felt like home.

She decides Brittany is her safe haven. Brittany is bubbly, and happy, and is considered weird by everyone in this school so Santana decides she'd be her friend. Because hey, two outcasts should stick together, right?

Brittany gives her a proper tour around the school, and tells her the important stuff she needs to know.

Don't cross Quinn Fabray because she is law. People follows her like she's Jesus Christ. And the little scene she tries to pull earlier won't go unnoticed by her clones. Santana ignores this because she knows how to play that game, okay? She thinks she can handle herself just fine. And when she told Brittany that she's Quinn's future step-sister, Brittany just pats her at the back and tells her good luck.

Dye her hair back to its natural color. Because when she showed a picture of her to Brittany, she just got a look at, 'what the hell were you thinking, dyeing it blonde?'

Avoid profanities. It is not a place where people who swear are 'cool'. The popular kids at school are those who follow the rules, but can find their way around them to bully other kids. Which leads them to rule no.4

Watch Gossip Girl. Santana can survive (and maybe someday rule) her new school if she knows how it works. Brittany says that it's almost like Gossip Girl, in an exciting, terrifying kind of way. She did not need to explain more. Santana gets it.

Just wait and see, Santana will take this like a champ.

Santana already regrets not agreeing to Brittany's carpool. Because now she is lost in the courtyard… or the botanical garden, she is not sure. And she's finding her way towards the front of the school because that's where her driver is waiting for her. And since she has no phone, she had no way of contacting help. It's all Quinn Fabray's fault.

Fuck Quinn Fabray! All day she has been a bitch, which is what she is, but even more so than usual. What makes it worse is the fact that they share almost all the same classes. Why she is in a private school, is a big joke to Santana.

The entire day was full of Quinn breathing on Santana's neck. Good thing Brittany was there to make it better but the green-eyed blonde made it her life goal to piss Santana off. Santana is sure that they are in the same page of not wanting their parents to get married, so she's driving her off. Which Santana would happily oblige to, but she's definitely not the one making the shots here. Nonetheless she's actually proud of herself for maintaining her cool for so long. Resisting the urge to slap Quinn twenty plus times must be a new record. It's only Monday and Santana is already stressed out.

She decided she should get inside the building to find the guidance counselor's office so she could get her phone. She forgets to ask Brittany where it is, but she remembers it's near the East Wing of the Main Building. It shouldn't be that hard, only this school is a gigantic maze.

She hears a door slam and she follows the direction of the sound. Because if there's a sound, there's movement, and it means there is an actual person she could ask for directions. Maybe they'd be kind enough to guide her?

Only she wished she didn't see the display right in front of her.

It's… Quinn fucking Fabray and the new school teacher, Andrew Pattinson making out.

Santana is so shocked she turned around immediately and ran for her life.

She didn't know Hamptons could be this crazy!

How could that happen?

She hates how Quinn Fabray was making out (or could still be making out with their English teacher. Because Andrew Pattinson is a fresh college grad, and is a substitute for their supposed to be English teacher. And he's good looking and hot and she's all Santana would want to be as her first boyfriend. Because she instantly felt the connection. He's new, and she's new, and they should stick together, right? But no, he's making out with her step-sister, the girl who's pretty much making her life a living hell.

She doesn't know how she got in the front yard, and how Isaac spotted her and waved for her to come towards the car.

She remained silent as they wait for Quinn to arrive.

Santana doesn't know if Quinn was aware she just saw them making out, but Santana had managed to keep a great (not really) distance between them. She makes sure Quinn wasn't even in her peripheral vision, so even if her position is a little awkward, and she had practically turned her body towards the window.

She can feel Quinn's eyes on her, but she doesn't dare look back.

She went directly to her room and gets on to her laptop. She had scheduled a Skype call with her friends back in her old school and she made sure she locked her bedroom door. She will not be seen outside her room until dinner. She will not risk seeing Quinn.

After dinner she excused herself but her mother gave her a stern look.

She rolls her eyes and lets out a heavy sigh.

(Unfortunately) Quinn invites her towards their garden. Both of their parents smiled in delight at the prospect of them getting along. Santana almost gagged.

She reluctantly follows the blonde outside while maintaining a safe distance. And by safe, she meant at least 10 meters apart.

But Quinn wasn't having any of it so she walks slowly until Santana can catch up to her.

They've been in the garden for 10 minutes in total silence so Santana decides she should politely tell her step-sister that she's tired (because of her) and head to her room.

Quinn didn't say anything, probably because Santana wouldn't even let her say anything before she sprints upstairs, but Santana felt a hand on her wrist. She felt like she just got burnt so she pulled away quickly, that almost lost Quinn's balance so she was now pulled in towards Santana.

Santana realized this and immediately pulls back, and she hates how much it looked like she's afraid of Quinn.

She saw something shift in Quinn's eyes but didn't recognize it.

Santana decides she had enough. After stepping back once more (when Quinn tried to step closer to her), she says, "Look, can we just stop pretending? They're not here anymore. I hate this as much as you do. And I would gladly leave this place, if I could. But I can't, because your dad and my mom thinks that they're happy together. So can we just be civil towards each other? We don't have to bond." Santana rolls her eyes, completely missing Quinn's frown. "We just don't have to hate each other, okay?"

Russel is right, Quinn is almost the same as Santana in some ways. If they're playing on the same team, they'll both be golden.

Quinn considers Santana's words and bites her lip. Santana tries not to stare because now, every time she looks at Quinn's lips, she could just see that image forever etched in her mind - of her kissing their teacher. She quickly looks away before she can see the whole picture again. She felt like vomiting.

"I was hard on you, because you'd be my sister. You're gonna be a Fabray, and when that happens—"

"If" Santana corrects automatically without looking at Quinn and she had said that out loud even before she can think of stopping herself.

Quinn's eyes hardens and she steps a little closer. Santana is stuck because now there's a glass pane dividing the garden and the living room on her back. "You will be a Fabray someday, whether you like or not. You don't know this yet, but what a Fabray wants, a Fabray gets."

Suddenly, the truce was off the table and Santana straightens herself. "What does that supposed to mean?"

She will not be a Fabray. She likes being a Lopez. It's the only reminder of her dad. And her name sounds badass as it is.

Santana puffs her chest and raises her chin. She ignores the way they're only inches apart now. She's gonna show Quinn that she's not someone she can toss around because she's in her territory (given that Santana might actually do the same if the situation were reversed). "Is that why you were making out with the new teacher?"

Quinn remained stoic and Santana almost felt like fool. Did she mistake it for someone else? No, she didn't. Quinn was practically with her all day, she thinks she already got Quinn's physical appearance memorized. She was sure it was her.

"I guess daddy's little princess isn't what he thought she really is." Santana mocks Quinn because if there's one thing she's sure, that's gotta be some spot she needs to hit.

Still no changes.

"Imagine what the school would think if they knew…"

"… was that your first kiss?"

She thought Quinn is totally a Blair circa Season 1. Only when she saw her making out with their teacher did she confirmed that she's totally Serena.

She expects some denial. Or maybe she's smarter than that, so a witty remark would be more appropriate. Or an insult to change the subject.

She certainly did not expect the feeling of every inch of her body pressed against hers, her hands grip tightly to her hips, pulling her closer. With no way out, Santana had let Quinn had her way with her. Her arms were awkwardly flailing at her side as Quinn puts her hand in her neck, and her lips nipped on her bottom lip. She tried so hard not to open her mouth, but she could definitely tell Quinn is a really great kisser because she knows her way around. Her personality was shown by the way she dominates the kiss. Santana's pulse is going crazy and she feels like she's going to combust any minute,

It takes her a long moment to push her away, which Santana thinks is fucking stupid since she already had her tongue in her mouth, and goddamn Quinn's a great kisser. Has she said that already?

Quinn steps back and wipes the side of her mouth, like a champ, and then had the audacity to smirk at her. "That's how we made out a while ago, if you're so interested."

Santana could only blink at her in response.

What just happened?

Santana was still not moving and then she felt Quinn leans in as she fixes her hair. She puts a strand behind Santana's ear and then whispers, "He's my fiancé." Santana tries to hold her breathe because she cannot think when Quinn is this close at her. "Our marriage has been arranged even before I was born."

Quinn pulls back and fixes her dress. Santana saw the same expression she had when she saw Andrew Pattinson kissing her. It's like…empty.

"Welcome to the Hamptons, sister."

It's weird. I know. And I think I've seen a plot like this before, but I had recently tried reading manga and it wasn't so bad so I just...

Thoughts?