Hi, I've had this idea about Santana being a vampire for some time now and I finally decided to write a fic about it. There will be some references to popular vampire stories, but it's not a crossover at all, just Glee characters ;)
This first chapter is mainly a little introduction to the main characters and I wonder what you think of it, so please leave comments, about the story, writing style or anything else.
I don't have a Beta, so all mistakes are mine ;)
Also: I don't own Glee
Somehow Santana Lopez always came back to the town she was born in, Lima, Ohio, even if many things had changed since then. Her live has changed, the city has changed and she has seen more of the world than she ever thought possible. Of course that is not a weird thing, I mean, a lot of things change if you give them time, and 136 years is quite a long time. You see, Santana is a vampire, and has been for 118 years now. This is the 14th time she's going to High School, but only the second time she's doing it in Lima.
You would say she is used to the stress of the first school day, but she is just as nervous as all the other kids. She knows she will not fail a class because she already knows pretty much everything there is to know about Spanish, American History, English, Biology, Geography and Maths, so she picked a new subject as well, modern literature. The thing she is nervous about is if she can keep her walls up, not getting attached to anybody, and most of all, not kill anybody.
Santana quickly threw some pens and notepads in her bag, put on her sunglasses, checked if she had her ring, bracelet and necklace on and made her way to school.
~~0~~
Across town a quirky blonde girl was trying to get dressed in her new cheerleading uniform. Already before the summer holidays she did a try out and the coach seemed to be very happy to give her a place on the squad.
'Mom!' Brittany yelled, 'I don't know how to put this on, how do I know which side is the front?' Brittany's mom smiled and explained in a calm way 'you see this logo hun?', Brittany nodded, 'That is the front.' Brittany sighed, 'why do they make even clothes hard to understand?'
As you can see Brittany S. Pierce wasn't the smartest of all people, but she had the biggest heart you could think possible. Once, she saved a kitten who was more dead than alive and took him home with her. Her mother wasn't happy with it at first, but nobody can say 'no' to a pouting Brittany, so in the end she was allowed to keep her Lord Tubbington.
Once the cheerleading uniform was finally on Brittany looked at herself in the mirror, deciding something was off, she pulled her hair back in a ponytail and bounced downstairs. 'Mom, I'm all ready!' she yelled when she entered the kitchen. 'Good, I packed you some lunch. Let me just grab my car keys.'
~~0~~
Santana was standing outside, smoking and checking out all the people who walked by. There were humans of all colors and shapes, Asian, Afro American, Caucasian, fat, 'normal' and almost anorexic people. Most of them just ignored her because they were too busy pretending to be cool and not freaked out about their first day at the 'big' school, but she knew what they really felt like. Most of them were just about to crap their pants and they felt lost. Santana was able to get an overall feeling from people, one of the cool things of being a vampire. Of course also she had extraordinary smell and hearing senses, but at the moment she kind of cursed them. Because of the stress most of the humans smelled like sweat.
When she felt someone stare at her, which she is used to because she is all kinds of hot, she looked up to see a teenage boy with a ridiculous hairdo. He probably thought it made him look cool, but somehow it made him look, yeah, let's just keep it at weird.
The boy came towards her and leaned against the wall, holding out his hand to her. Awkwardly she took his hand and shook it. 'Hi, I'm Noah Puckerman, but my friends call me Puck. Are you new in town? I haven't ever seen you around, and trust me, I would remember you.' Santana pulled back her hand and sighed, boys are the same in every state, in every country. 'Nope, I've lived here all my life, but I guess you're just too scared to come near my neighborhood.' She said, without looking at him. 'Where's that? Your neighborhood?' Puck said, trying to sound cool, but failing horribly. 'Lima Heights Adjacent, ever heard of that?' Puck automatically took a step back, not wanting to end up causing trouble on the first school day. 'Yeh, I know it, look, I gotta get going.' He said before quickly walking over to a blonde cheerleader hanging on some 2 meter tall boy's arm. He was sporting a letterman jacket, like Puck and some more boys in their group.
Santana was just turning around to go inside when another blonde joined the group. She was, different somehow. She wasn't nervous at all, smiled and bounced around the group, giving hugs to everybody. Santana smiled and walked into the building.