Chapter 1:
A/N: This story may take a few chapters to really get going on the superhero theme so bare with me :) I hope you enjoy this first chapter and I promise the 2nd is longer! Happy reading - Milky
Junior year was amazing for Santana, she's head cheerleader at William McKinley High school, and coming out to her family and all of school couldn't of gone better. The initial fear of losing her position as top bitch scattered when the halls of McKinley just listened and watched in awe of her speech.
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Principal Figgins made his way to the front of the gym, Santana following closely with Quinn by her side, they climbed the steps to the make do stage and she peered at the knowing faces of her classmates, gulped inaudibly and started her small speech "My fellow highschoolers" better start off formal for these losers "you clearly know from Jacob Ben Israels most recent blog post" as Santana said his name she pointed an icy look at the small jewish boy with a dirty and disheveled afro, who, for his part, looked like a guilty toddler "that i am incredibly, profoundly and utterly gay" Santana took a moment to glance at her audience, expecting disgusted, shocked and appalled faces. But to her surprise they looked. Happy? She continued, her confident demeanor not wavering for a second "Whether you love it, hate it, or couldn't care less its true, and i am still your Head cheerleader" She turned, faced with a smirking Quinn and nodded. Quinn strode to the microphone and added a quick "and Im gay too" and with that McKinley launched to their feet and cheered, their roars echoing all around the gymnasium. Santana didn't know if they were cheering for equality, them or the fact they might be an item but seeing Quinn's relieved and delighted face as they hugged and giggled, she realized she didn't care.
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Looking back on that particular joyous memory she realized she didn't even know how Jacob got a picture of her kissing that red head at work, but she didn't really care that much because her ass looked amazing in that photo. and shortly after that speech she went and told her parents, who were so supportive and just kept weeping and saying "mi hermosa" over and over, especially her mother, her abuela was amazing too, asking her who the special lady was, Santana just chuckled and said "the only special lady i have in my life is you abuela" because admitting her hopeless crush on Brittany The Straightest Girl Ever Pierce was not something she wanted to do.
Quinn, unfortunately didn't have such a good year, she got dumped by her boyfriend Finn, which she didn't really care about seeing as she was out and all but what really pissed her off was that he dumped her for Rachel Berry, aka the biggest diva in history and Quinns schoolgirl crush for the best part of 8 years. Rachel, in Santanas opinion, was the loudest most obnoxious little troll the world had seen. But Santana would purse her lips and nod along whenever Quinn would gush to her about how Rachel sang this or how Rachel sang that, because Santana was nice. Well, nice to Quinn. Sometimes. But the big thing was her parents, the Fabrays were utterly revolted that their precious Quinnie was gay and wanted nothing to do with her.
Okay, Quinn thought. You can do this, you done it at the assembly in front of hundreds of people, you can do it to two. She stepped into her mansion of a house in the west of Lima, scuffed her shoes on the delicate door mat and waltzed into the house. With a steadying breath, she walked through the doorway to the dining room, where Russel and Judy sat. They looked up and smiled.
"Hey Quinnie, how was school?" Judy asked round her food.
"Hey mum, it was gay-GOOD it was.. uh ahem it was good."
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
Judy raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow and smiled. "Thats good honey"
Russel cleared his throat and spoke, well it was more of a rumble. "So you and Santana are co captains now yes?"
"I will be next year daddy, but I'm top of the pyramid right now" Quinn hoped Russel couldn't see how anxious she was, if he did he didn't show it. Quinn nervously stabbed at her food with her fork.
"So i spoke at assembly today" She practically squeaked at the table.
"Hmm?" was all Judy said, a prompt to continue.
Okay Quinn, just say it, start with Santana and then say you. Go… Now. Ok now!
"OK!" She practically yelled, cool it Fabray, just get it over with. "Santana was outed" She said with the strongest voice she could muster, she didn't look up from the fork she was gripping and shakily added "And I was too" in practically a whisper. Judy inhaled deeply and gave Russel a pointed look, with which he returned a steely glare then answered for the both of them "Get out".
Santana always felt extremely bad whenever the Fabrays were mentioned, but a few days after the dinner Quinn showed up at Santanas house with wild pink hair and a Ryan Seacrest tattoo, the Lopez' welcomed Quinn with open arms, and she has lived in Lima Heights ever since. The Girls' bedrooms are opposite each other, which means easy access for pranks or sleepovers, unfortunately it also means they get to wake each other up too, and that just so happened to be Santanas least favorite thing to be, woken up.
Quinn lept onto Santanas bed with a thud and was squealing like a maniac. Her, now blonde, hair was tickling Santana's nose causing her to stir, Santana squeezed her eyes shut, and was hopelessly willing the taller blonde off her bed and into her own.
"Santanaaa" Quinn whined unattractively. Quinn made it her own business to wake Santana up for school every morning, but this was the first time she had in a while due to the summer break from Junior to Senior year. Santana was none too happy about it.
Santana replied, through gritted teeth, "Fabray if you don't saunter that ass at least 50 feet away from this bed i will personally rip your hair out."
Quinn ignored that snappy comment and replied with her own "Well, Lopez I guess you don't want a lift to school this morning." Santana groaned remembering the state of her own car after a LOT of alcohol and a case of illegal driving after Noah Puckermans last party.
Quinn and Santana stepped up to the front door of Pucks home in west Lima, a heavy beat thumped from the foundations of the house and Santana briefly wondered how his neighbours put up with this every weekend. Interrupting her thoughts, a very drunk Puck lumbered to open the door, he sloppily leant against the doorframe and slurred a "Whaddup Lopez, Fabray"
"Hey Puck" Quinn smiled and Santana sort of grunt-nodded in a greeting. Puck stepped to the side to allow the girls access to the party and offered them a drink, which they both gladly accepted and moved to the temporary dance floor set up in Noahs living room. The girls were greeted by their fellow highschoolers and started shuffling elegantly to the music pumping from the speakers throughout the room. Halfway through the night Quinn got dragged from the dance floor by a group of giggling and sufficiently drunk cheerleaders and Santana took this as her cue to find a bathroom. The brunette wondered through the hallways on the second floor for about 10 minutes until she found a restroom. She locked the door and found a not-so-secret stash of liquor. Score. She grabbed the most expensive looking bottle and chugged it, completely forgetting about her need to pee. This party was not at all as fun as what she was expecting, and after about half an hour of spontaneously gulping from her bottle she had a needless to say, VERY clouded judgment, her decision to drive home in the dark at 2am was NOT a good idea, she woke up the next morning with a piercing headache and her car wrapped halfway around the tree down Pucks road.
"Ugh, fine ill get up. When you make me breakfast" Santana's (and now Quinn's) parents and abuela were out of town for a few days, her parents were there on law business, seeing as they are lawyers, but their abuela just didn't want to third wheel on the constantly bickering best friends. Santana shot the blonde a shit eating grin, sighing Quinn replied with an eye-roll but still went downstairs to make pancakes. Santana grinned and eventually got up, straightening her tank top and Cheerio shorts, she walked over to the mirror giving her dark skin and hair a once over before grabbing her toiletries and heading for the ensuite she and Quinn share. She set down her towel and products before stepping into the shower.
Downstairs Quinn was humming along to some song that was playing on the radio and flipping the pancakes onto a plate, she drizzled syrup over Santana's and sliced bacon for hers. Satisfied with her work, she took a small breath and prepared her most obnoxious mother voice. "Santana honey, breakfast!"
Patting her body dry Santana pulled the brush through her dark locks and begrudgingly, (but not really because of the promise of food) made her way down to the kitchen. When she entered the room, she was met by the very welcoming smell of pancake goodness, it seemed to show on her face too because Quinn raised a skeptical eyebrow, "Like what you see?" Quinn teased, and not about the pancakes.
"Ew Fabgay, gross" Santana wrinkled her nose up in faux disgust at the accusation.
"Oh come on Lezpez you know you would tap this" Quinn wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Santana smirked "I wouldn't, but I know Berry would." At the mention of the little Diva, she went bright red. Santana chuckled triumphantly at the comment of man hands and speared some pancake with her fork. Quinn shuffled awkwardly in her seat at the dining table trying desperately to not let a Brittany comment slip because she could NOT deal with a rage fit from Santana this early in the morning, luckily she saved herself by chewing on her own breakfast. Once they had finished and slipped into their cheerleading uniforms, grinning at each other they made their way to Quinn's light green KIA, and excitedly pulled up to McKinley, ready to start their first day of Senior year.
A/N: So how did you like it? Leave a review for where you want this story to go and make sure you read chapter 2 when its out which will be tomorrow or the next day latest. Farewell for now - Milky