Fireflies

My name is Santana Isabella Lopez. I live in Lima, Ohio and I'm a senor at McKinley High School, well I'm gonna be, in September when school starts again. The sad part is that it's been almost a week into summer and the best part so far was hitting a squirrel with my car. I was however invited to a party tonight, but I don't think I'm gonna go, it's with the glee kids, but on the upside they'll probably have alcohol.

"Santana, despiertate por favor! It's almost noon!." I heard my mum call from downstairs. I don't see the point of me even getting out of bed this summer. There was never anything to do in this Godforsaken town anyway, what was the point? "Santana now!"

I slowly crawled out of bad and trudged down the stairs, hoping that she at least made breakfast before she disturbed me. I plopped down into a stool by the counter and to my dismay there was not a single ounce of food to be found.

"Umm where's breakfast?" I asked. She raised her eyebrows at me and shook her head.

"You're a big girl Santana, I'm sure you can figure out how to make breakfast on your own. Anyway I have to go to Boston for a while so it's going to be just you and your father until I get back, and remember he's working the night shift so don't wake him okay?" I nodded. "Okay, I love you." she said as she started walking towards the door.

"Wait, you're leaving now?" I asked quickly following her.

"Yes Santana, you would have known that if you ever came out of that room of yours."

"Well when are you gonna be back?"

"Maybe a month," My heart dropped. "I'll call you tonight mija." I nodded and she walked out the door without another word.

You'd think I'd be used to this by now, my mum constantly traveling and my dad always being asleep or at work, but how do you get used to not having parents? It got even worse when my best friend Quinn moved to New York, she was one of my only friends and she won't even come to Lima for the summer because she doesn't want to spend another second in this hellhole town. At least I still have Puck. He's been my friend since we were in Kindergarten, but he's kind of a pervert. He's actually the one that invited me to the party. I think I'll go, if not for fun the just for escaping another night alone.

Brittany' POV

"Brittany, your fathers here!" My mum called up the stairs. I was spending the summer with him and I had a feeling it wasn't going to go very well. He had left me and my mum for a stewardess when I was in eighth grade. After that he had been trying to prove that he was still a good dad, I guess this was just part of his plan. To be honest I never really thought he liked me, and him leaving just made me think that even more. I guess his way of proving he does like me is dragging me to some nowhere town in Ohio for two months. I didn't have to go of course, but my mum thought it would make him happy. She's too nice, he doesn't deserve to be happy.

I quickly scooped my cat Lord Tubbington into his carrier and picked it up along with my suitcase. I trotted down the stairs, arms full, preparing myself for what was to come next. I locked eyes with my father and he sighed.

"Brittany do you really have to bring him?" he asked pointing to Lord Tubbington. He's always hated him, I think it's mostly the fact that I named him Lord Tubbington.

"Dad he's my cat and I'm bringing him with me. End of story."

"I thought we talked about this on the phone, I have a dog and Sonny is allergic to cats."

"Well I'm allergic to hookers." I replied. I then walked out the front door-cat in hand- and to the cab waiting out front.

"She's not a hooker!" he called after me as I shut the door.

The flight from California to Ohio was about four hours too long. My dad kept going on about how much quality time we would get to spend with each other. Eventually I got sick of him and turned on my iPod, but not before he managed to get on my last nerve.

It wasn't until we had actually arrived in Ohio that I was informed that there was an hour long drive from the airport to Lima, and dear that had been hell. My dad started saying how we would have a family game night and how we could go on camping trips and all this other shit I had no intention on doing, at least not with him. What I don't understand is why my dad even came to California to pick me up anyway; I could have taken a plane by myself. It eventually bothered me to the point of giving in and actually asking him and his answer was as expected. He just wanted some "bonding time", yeah I just think he wanted to show my mum how much money he had to spare.

When we arrived at the house we were immediately greeted by a perky brunette with a small dog in her hands.

"Brittany!" She shouted. "Welcome to Lima!" She pulled me into a hug and I swear I was going to puke. The smell of her cheap perfume was almost enough to pass out, the barely-there shirt she was wearing allowed for an inappropriate amount of cleavage to be shoved into my face and to top it all off her dog was now biting my arm.

"Sonny…" I said trying to sound somewhat happy to see her as I gentle pushed her off of me. "It's so good to see you…" It really wasn't.

"Honey, why don't you go on upstairs and get settled in. We're going to have dinner with some friends tonight and they have sons that are your age. They have one that I think you'll really like." My dad said and winked at me.

What my dad seems to not understand or simply not accept is that I'm gay. When I had initially came out to him he had thought of it as a phase and had simply brushed it off as so, but now that it has been a few years since then he has obviously realized that it's not, but I still don't think that he's quite fond that his only child is a lesbian.

Meeting the Hummel-Hudson family wasn't as horrible as I expected it to be. The family was quite nice and everything was going smoothly, that is until the eldest son Finn opened his mouth.

"So Brittany, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked moving slightly closer to me. I cleared my throat uncomfortably and moved away tad.

"Um no actually I'm ga-"

"Oh come on, I'm sure you have all the boys chasing you back at home." My dad cut me off.

"Yeah but I'm not actually into boys." I said bitterly, glaring at my dad.

"Not really into dating yet are you?" Burt, the boys' dad asked from across the table. I gave a pointed look at my dad, daring him to interrupt me again.

"No actually, it's not that. It's just that I'm gay." My dads face hardened as the words left my mouth. I shook my head at his displeasure and got up from my seat, making my way into my room and flopping down on the bed.

"Knock, knock." I heard at my door. I brought my face from my pillow enough to see who was there.

"Hey Kurt." I greeted the boy.

"May I come in?" I nodded and sat up on the bed, making room for him. We sat in silence for a while before he spoke. "Sometimes people feel the best way to cope with something they don't fully understand is to just ignore it." I shook my head.

"Well it's obvious your dad is having some issues coming to terms with your sexuality." I nodded. "Maybe if you just give him some time he'll be ready to accept you for who you are."

"It's just that he's had some much time already, I'm starting to think he'll never accept it." I sighed.

"Well maybe he won't and if he doesn't, well screw him. Just remember to never let him get in the way of who you are."

"Thanks Kurt."

"If you're looking for a way out of the house tonight my friends and I are having a party." He offered.

"That sounds good, I'm in."