Last year was probably one of the worst years I've ever experienced. My mom and dad decided it was a good idea to end their marriage. I mean seriously, your daughter is in her junior year and you figure that's the best time to breakup? The worst part wasn't even that they are breaking up but that my mom is getting transferred for her job to Hawaii. My parents come up with the agreement that involves me moving from Lima, Ohio to Kona, Hawaii. I practically begged them to let me stay in Lima for my senior year but they weren't having it. They both agreed that me moving to Hawaii would be a nice change and would help "straighten-out" my attitude. What the fuck does that even mean? Attitude? They are nothing but lucky to have a daughter like me, I could be addicted to drugs but no, a little attitude and they are up my ass shipping me across the country. They don't even realize how awesome my high school career had been. Everybody was jealous of Santana Lopez. I was the hottest head cheerleader who also happened to be dating the quarterback of the football team. Even my best friend Quinn Fabray is jealous of me. Now I have to uproot my entire life. I am beyond pissed at this arrangement. I could be worse off I guess. I could be moving to another shit state, but beautiful Hawaii? I guess I can dig it.
The last couple weeks at home were miserable. Quinn kept bringing up how much she would miss me. My relationship with Quinn has always been so confusing. We've known each other since we were 7. It was freshman year of high school when Quinn drunkenly kissed me. She pulled back right away with a beet red face pleading that she hadn't known why she did it and that it didn't mean anything. After that night things changed but we never really talked about what happened that night. I could tell how she felt after I told her I had the biggest crush on Puck. She was jealous. I knew if she wanted to talk to me about something, she would. When we finally said our goodbyes and promised returns, we both cried. I was losing my best friend. We'd see each other over holiday breaks, but we both knew it wouldn't be the same.
Puck on the other hand was very similar. He showed me a side of him I'd never seen ever since I told him I was moving. He cried. Noah Puckerman actually cried. I didn't know how emotionally invested he was in our relationship until that moment. I hadn't even put out for him yet and he was already weeping like a baby. I was really going to miss him, not even our relationship part but our friendship. We met freshman year and have been best friends ever since. During my last week at home, he took me on a romantic date and told me he loved me. This was all I ever wanted right? I wanted that moment so bad but somehow it felt so wrong. He told me it was ok if I couldn't say it back but it made me wonder if I would ever be able to say it back. I know it's weird that we never had sex but we've only been dating for a year. I told myself I would never fully give myself to someone until I loved them. Puck understood that right from the beginning and has always been so patient with me. We've done stuff but we've never gone all the way. I was planning on breaking up with him before I left but the whole 'I love you' bomb went off which put me in an awkward position. I had no faith in a long distance relationship but I promised him we would try. Our goodbye was wretched; he cried again which only made me cry. He told me he loved me and that he would miss his best friend. So here I am, on a plane headed for the big island with my mom. The only things I'm looking forward to are seeing my house and having two weeks to myself before school starts. My mom promised me if we moved to Kona she would definitely buy a beach house. That's pretty cool I guess but I know I'll miss my home in Lima.
"Santana wake up, we're almost there" I felt my mom shaking my arm. I slowly opened my eyes to a beautiful modern house. This place was so amazing. I stepped from the black car, gaping at the large mansion that set beyond the sidewalk, towering over her as if attempting to intimidate me. The cream coating of the paint shined as the sun beat down on it, causing me to squint. Uniquely twisted fencing kept the house enclosed; neatly trimmed hedges surrounded the house. The roof was peaked, slanting down at an angle. As we stepped onto the sidewalk, I noticed a marble fountain sitting towards the right side of the lawn. An angel holding a flower was perched on top, looking up towards the sky. Water spurted from its other hand, which lay gently out in front of it, as if waiting for someone to take it in return.
"Damn, this place is huge" I got out of the car and looked around. Very tropical. The driveway had some weird indented curves that were filled with grass. This house was easily 9,000 square feet. I didn't even know my parents had this much money, they'd always seemed so conservative back in Lima.
"Come on honey, don't you want the grand tour?" She jingled her keys around in her hand while we walked up to the front door. I think the grin on her face right now was worth it just to move out here. She'd been so down since her split with my dad. And now as she opens the door I catch a glimpse at a paradise I'd never seen before. Right on the ocean. When you walk in the front door, the walls are just covered in windows that capture the most beautiful views I'd ever seen. If you have ever seen MTV cribs and you've seen all their cool houses, this could easily be on that show. The black and white linoleum floor of the entrance glowed, obviously brand new. A doorway was on either side of the room, one admitting you into the kitchen, the other into the living room. The walls were a light blue with silver brush swipes crossing over it, creating a shimmer effect. It really felt like I had walked into a billionaires beach house. Not seeing any stairs, I assume this is just a huge one-story palace. That's what it felt like I was in. A freaking palace.
"Oh my god mom, how did you afford this?" I looked at her with my eyes wide open.
"You know I have my own job, plus my parents were very wealthy and left me with more money than I could ever handle" she walked around the living room just talking it all in.
"If we had so much money, why the hell did we live in Lima and not here? This place is seriously amazing"
For a split second I thought she was playing a joke on me. Like this was an open house for something we could never afford. Our house in Lima was definitely the nicest house in the town but it didn't even come close to this house. This house wouldn't cost a couple million it would cost over twenty million, easy.
"Your father and I never wanted a lavish lifestyle. We liked the middle-class lifestyle, but being here, I don't know why we didn't live here to begin with" This was actually the happiest I've ever seen her. Even when she was with my dad, she's never looked so—calm. This is truly where she belongs. Who knows, maybe this where I belong to. Walking through the hallways I was already getting lost. I've walked in a total of six bedrooms. Six. Why we need an extra four bedrooms I don't know but I'm not complaining. I chose the bedroom that is secluded from all the others. It was literally my dream room. When you walk in you immediately see the windows and sliding door leading out to the beach. It also has a big walk in closest and a huge bathroom. As I put my backpack on my bedroom and look out at the sunset I hear my mom's voice.
"Incredible isn't it?" She was leaning again my doorway and smiling at me.
"It's beautiful. This place is truly unbelievable"
"I'm glad you like it. Unload all your bags and get settled in. We can pick out new comforters and redo this room if you want"
"There's no rush here. We can keep all this furniture. All we'll have to do is paint and get new bedding"
"Ok, help me unload"
With that we walked out and headed for the car. Once all our bags I went to my room to unload all my clothes. It took me two hours, I was exhausted. I figured I could do all my decorating tomorrow. I got my pajamas on and walked over to my bed. I noticed all these buttons on the wall next to my bed. Curious, I started pressing all of them. One of them turned on the lights right outside my sliding door and the others turned on different things in my room. I kept pressing them until I noticed something coming out of the ceiling on the wall across from my bed. A flat screen TV. This is seriously the best house ever. I looked through the nightstand and found two remotes. One was for making the TV disappear in the ceiling again, and the other for the volume and cable. Yeah, I could definitely get used to this.
The following morning my mom was busy decorating the house and talking to people on the phone so I decided to go into town. Plus I was starving since we hadn't been to the grocery store yet. The downtown/beach area was only about a ten minute walk. As I walk down the street I'm just looking for a place to eat breakfast. I see a sign that says 'Beach House Restaurant" I figure that's appropriate and check it out.
"How many today?" The hostess asks.
"Just one" she smiled at me and leads me toward a table outside.
"A waiter will be with you in just a moment" I nodded.
Now I know why people were always so excited when they would go to Hawaii. This place is gorgeous. Even the restaurants have awesome views. No wonder celebrities buy beach hous—
"I take it you aren't from around here" I turn around to see a girl who reminds me a lot of Quinn. Tall, beautiful, and had long blonde hair. This girl was different though. She was taller and had blue eyes. She definitely gives Quinn a run for her money. I could tell she was a local just by looking at her tan.
"Yeah, I'm not from anywhere near here" I smiled politely.
"Cool! Are you on summer vacation?" She was really friendly. Like friendlier than anyone I've ever met.
"No—actually I just moved here" Her ocean blue eyes consumed me. I've got this girl and a real ocean in front of me yet I can't seem to take my eyes off her.
"Really? Where are you coming from?" She actually seemed like she was interested in what I had to say.
"Ohio" Is all I could squeak out. How does this girl have so much effect on me?
"Ohio huh? I've been there a few times visiting relatives. Seems nice…" I let out a loud laugh and she flashed me a killer smile.
"No need to be polite I don't live there anymore, I know it's a shithole" I smirked at her.
"Ok, your right, it sorta sucks but home is home right?" She smiled at me again. What is with all the smiling? Must be a Hawaii thing.
"Yeah…" I let out.
"Sorry—I forgot to introduce myself, I always forget that part" I chuckled "My name is Brittany and I will be your waitress today" she said cheerfully.
"Well hello Brittany, I think I'll just get a glass of orange juice with some scrambled eggs and bacon" I said smoothly.
"Coming right up" she smiled again and turned around walking toward the kitchen.