Chapter 1
"Beep, beep, beep." I jump awake to the sound of my alarm. "Shit!" I shout. It's the first day of school, and I'm already running late. I rush downstairs and see my Papa and little sister Maya. "Santana why are you still not dressed?" asks my Papa, giving me a displeased look. We've never had a good relationship, but I didn't mind. I'd rather we stay like this than have some sort of fake family bullshit. "Sorry" I spit out. I glance over to the table and remember that Maya is still there. "I mean, sorry Papa I woke up a little late. I'll go get changed now" I reply in a sarcastic tone as I walk back upstairs. "Don't forget you're taking your sister to school first, so you might want to hurry up!" Papa calls out. 'Greeeaat' I think to myself, rolling my eyes. So it's the first day of school and I have to walk with my little sister. I mean don't get me wrong, I do love her but I can only handle her crazy enthusiasm in small doses. I open my closet and chuck a bunch of clothes on to my bed. It won't really matter what I wear because in no time me, and my two best friends Brittany and Quinn will be in our new cheerio's outfits, just like last year. I settle on a pair of black skinny leg jeans and a white tank top. I figured Brittany and Quinn would bring a bunch of clothes and we'd mix and match like we usually do.
I fix up my hair and put on some light makeup, Brittany always says I look better when I don't wear a lot of makeup, so I figured she's probably right. "Sanny, can we please go now? I don't want to be late, we might be doing finger painting!" Maya calls out frantically. I chuckle lightly, I can hardly remember the times when finger painting was so important to me. "Okay, okay! I'll be down in a sec." I reply.
We walk by the pond close to the school, picking up rocks and throwing them in the water. "Sanny, can I ask you something?" Maya questions innocently. "Uh, sure" I reply, giving her a warm smile. Only her and Brittany could ever get that kind of smile from me, unless I was really drunk or something. "Well, the other day when you and Brittany were in the pool, why did you kiss her?" She asks with her tilted to the side, looking like a lost puppy. Okay, so maybe I forget to mention Brittany and I have a bit of a thing. It's nothing serious, it's more of a 'friends with benefits' kind of deal. No feelings, just sex.. and kissing and cuddling. But we both know it means nothing, and that's the way we want to keep it. Oh and we haven't exactly told Quinn. Okay, time to think up a lame excuse. "Oh, don't be so silly Maya" I laugh nervously. "I wasn't kissing her" I spit out like it's the most absurd assumption. "I was obviously giving her mouth to mouth. She swallowed a whole lot of water." I say matter-of-factly. "Okay Sanny. I think it would be good if you were kissing her, because I know you love her" Maya adds, with a big grin on her face. I roll my eyes at her. Where was this kid getting ideas from? "Yes, I do love Britt, Maya. As a best friend, kinda like a sister" I state. Maybe not so much like a sister. It would be creepy if sisters did what we do, but Maya definitely doesn't need to know about that. Maya just nods and starts skipping ahead of me. "C'mon Sanny, we're gonna be late!" she yells. I check the time on my phone. 8:35. Shit! By the time I get her to school I'm definitely going to be late. Ugh, whatever. Maybe if I catch up with Brittany before she gets to class we can just skip first lesson.
I push open the gate for Maya's kindergarten and walk her towards her classroom. Everywhere I look there are parents gossiping, rushing around, hugging their kids goodbye. I don't think I'd want kids. I've just never liked the thought of it. Smelly nappies, toys everywhere, and almost never getting any peace and quiet. Who wants that? "Hey Maya!" calls out a familiar voice. I glance over and see Quinn's little brother, Charlie. "Hey Charlie" Maya replies. "Sanny, thanks for walking me to school. Sorry if it was annoying." Maya says to me with puppy dog eyes. I shake my head at her. "You're not annoying Maya, Papa is." I reply. Maya laughs and gives me a hug before running off to Charlie. "Aww, what a sweet family moment" I hear from behind me. I smirk, knowing its Quinn's voice. But as I turn around I get a shock. "What the fuck Fabray?!" I practically shout, earning me a whole lot of angry glares from parents. She just gives me a devilish grin and starts to walk away. This is not the Quinn Fabray I knew. She's changed her hair from long and blonde, to short, punkish and pink. And don't even get me started on her black clothes. Something tells me she won't be wearing a Cheerio's uniform this year. "C'mon, we're gonna be late for school" Is her reply, as she pulls me out the kindergarten gate. I let her drag me along, my mouth open in shock.
I was genuinely shocked seeing Quinn like this. I mean, sure she has her rebellious side, but getting drunk on wine coolers and getting pregnant was an accident, so I'd say this is the most rebellious thing she's ever done. She's got this whole 'bad girl' look going on, and while it makes her look pretty hot, she's become a freak. She looks like one of those girls who hang out underneath the bleachers. What's their name? 'The Skanks' that's it. Haha, they're such pathetic emos. Wait, backtrack a little.. did I say Quinn Fabray looks hot? Wow, I must be really tired. Oh shit, I just remembered I'm still staring at her. "Yooo, Santana. Back to earth please?" Says Quinn, waving her hands in front of my face. I push her hands away. "Seriously Quinn. What is up with this style?" I say, looking her up and down with a disgusted look. "I like it." She replies with sneaky grin. I roll my eyes at her. How could she like this? She is so going to get slushied.. and I'm not gonna help her out when she does, not when she's looking like this. "Oh c'mon Santana. Aren't you sick of always trying to impress the whole school? Acting the way they want you to act, practically starving yourself to stay skinny, dressing the way theywant you to dress and sleeping with countless guys just so they'll like you." Ouch, that last one hurt. Sure I've slept with a lot of guys. But it's not because it makes me popular it's because I like those guys. Okay, well maybe not. I don't know why I do it? It makes me feel better and it stops me from thinking stupid thoughts, like..thoughts about girls. "Whatever, Quinn" I spit out. "If you wanna dress like a freak, go ahead and dress like a freak, but don't expect me to help you out when you're locked in a porta-potty". Quinn just laughs and keeps staring directly into my eyes. "And what the fuck are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?" I add angrily. "No.. I just find it kind of funny how your mouth says one thing, but your eyes say something different" She replies with a soft smile, one I'd never seen come from her. "What the fuck does that even mean?" I say feeling confused. Yup, Quinn Fabray has most definitely joined freaktown.