A/N: I got inspired to write this so here it is. Tell me what you think. :)
My Green Light: Chapter 1
"Welcome to 11th grade English." Quinn said as she wrote something on the white board. This was her third class of the day, but she was still completely nervous with this new experience. "I'm Ms. Fabray, and this is my first year teaching high school students. I'm not going to lie. This won't be an easy class, but I'll try to make it as enjoyable as I can." Santana couldn't help but admire her new teacher. The way her lips moved, how her golden hair cascaded down in light waves, and what she found most endearing, her voice. She was in such a trance, that she hadn't noticed the rest of the students writing away on their own papers. Santana looked around, and then at the board.
Introducing Yourself:
What is your name? And what do you go by?
What are your hobbies?
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Santana sighed and began to write on her own paper. She didn't really put much thought into her school work, but for some reason, she wanted to give it her all now.
"I'm assuming you guys are all done now." Ms. Fabray spoke. Everyone nodded their heads. She came around to collect everyone's papers, and when she collected Santana's, Santana fumbled with it, and Ms. Fabray let out a soft laugh. Oh god. This teacher was going to be the death of her.
"Hey. This teacher is fucking hot." Puck whispered to her. Puck was Her best friend. Sure, he was a total tool, but he always had her back. Santana just rolled her eyes. Puck was Puck.
"Okay." Quinn said from the front of the classroom. She had everyone's papers held in her hand. "I'm going to read a few of these from the pile so that I can get to know you, and you can get to know each other." She picked one from random and began to read aloud. "Noah Puckerman." Puck smirked from his seat. "You go by Puck. Noted. You like to play football and party. Very...interesting. You see yourself as a club owner in 10 years." She furrowed her eyebrows for a second, and Santana found it very cute. "Okay. Thank you Puck."
"Sure thing Ms. F." He winked. Ms. Fabray ignored it. She picked another one from the pile, and Santana began to grow nervous as she noticed her handwriting.
"Santana Lopez." Shit. "Very pretty name." She smiled, and Santana's face felt warm. "You go by Santana. Your hobbies include cheerleading, singing, writing, and hanging out with your friends." Santana's face grew redder by the moment. Why was her teacher having this much effect on her? "And you don't really know where you see yourself in 10 years." Ms. Fabray paused. "And that's perfectly okay. We'll help you figure that all out." She smiled, and Santana couldn't help but smile back. After she went through a few more introductions, she handed out novels to the class. The Great Gatsby. Santana inwardly groaned. She hated reading, and the fact that she had a hot teacher wasn't going to change that. She felt bittersweet when the lunch bell rang.
"It was so great meeting you all, and I look forward to a nice year." Ms. Fabray smiled. "Have a nice day!" Santana hurried out as soon as she could. She walked to the cafeteria with fast speed and sat down at the usual table. Rachel and Brittany were already there.
"Bad first day?" Rachel giggled as she nibbled on a carrot. Santana groaned.
"No. I just have a headache or something."
"Oh, I'm sure I have something for that." Puck winked as he took a seat next to Santana. "Why'd you leave class in a hurry?"
"Cause I felt like it." Santana snapped. Brittany frowned from across the table.
"San, don't be mean." She pouted, and Santana caved as usual. Brittany just had that effect on people.
"Sorry Puck." Santana huffed out, but Puck had already forgotten about it and was filling Rachel in on the hot, new English teacher.
"Dude. You gotta see her. Her fucking lips, man. I was daydreaming about it the entire period."
"Yeah, she's pretty hot." Brittany added. "I have her first period, and she even helped me with the 'Introducing yourself' assignment." Santana smiled at that. Teachers usually got frustrated with how slow-paced Brittany was, but she was glad that this new teacher actually cared enough to help.
"S, I'm surprised you haven't said anything about her." Puck said. Santana just shrugged.
"She's just a teacher." She said.
"Which makes it even hotter." Puck breathed out.
"Puck just eat your lunch." Rachel said as she rolled her eyes. Santana was thankful that she shut him up. It was then that she noticed Ms. Fabray eating lunch with a few other teachers at the faculty table. She really was beautiful. She was laughing at something Mrs. Chang, the drama teacher, had said.
"Hey." Rachel said quietly, which snapped her out of her trance.
"Hm?" Santana looked at her.
"You okay?" Rachel asked with concern.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Santana finally took a bite of her sandwich. She felt something touch her leg under the table and ignored it at first. Santana then felt light caressing a little higher up her leg. She looked under the table and gulped. Was Rachel really playing fucking footsie with her right now? She looked up at Rachel, and she was smirking. A few weeks before school had started, Santana and Rachel started hooking up. Having sex with girls was a normal thing for Santana; she had been doing it with Brittany since freshman year. Although sex with Brittany was great, she needed something more, and that's where Rachel came in. Brittany didn't seem to mind at all, which was good. Rachel was fucking amazing in bed. The girl barely had any experience, but man did she know what to do with that tongue. Santana had to shift in her seat just thinking about it, and Rachel noticed.
"Santana and I need to go to the bathroom." Rachel suddenly blurted out. Puck looked confused but nodded anyway and continued his conversation with Brittany. Brittany just flashed a knowing smirk.
Both of them barely made it into the bathroom when Rachel's lips crashed into Santana's. Santana responded to the kiss immediately and led Rachel on top of one of the counters. She stood between her legs and stroked her thighs. She slid her tongue between Rachel's parted lips, and Rachel let out a soft moan in response. Santana was about to lift Rachel's skirt up, until the bathroom doors opened.
"Oh! I'm sorry." Quinn squeaked. She was definitely not expecting that. She couldn't help but stare at the sight. Santana Lopez was one of her students, and to deny the fact that she was beautiful would be a complete lie. Her legs were perfectly toned, and her lips; god they were amazing. Quinn had to snap herself out of it as she realized she was basically ogling her student, and both girls were red in the face. She told herself that she was probably just jealous of Santana's youthful beauty. Luckily, Santana hadn't even noticed her staring. "Just-just don't do that on school property, okay?" And with that, Ms. Fabray was gone. Santana looked at the door for a moment and then back at Rachel.
"Damn, she is hot." Rachel finally said.