A/N: So I decided that I'd upload another story, it's been on my other laptop for a while, but I thought that if there was just one person out there that'd like to read this, that I'd give that person the chance by actually uploading the story. Also, this is listed under Santana because I'm not sure yet who I want her to end up with. So that's still changeable.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did, Santana would have been in the first episode A LOT.

So, on with the story.

Hi! My name is Santana Lopez and I have just gotten back from the best summer vacation ever. Well, it had it's ups and downs, and there has sure happened a lot in a short period of time, it was definitely eventful, but the outcome was amazing.

It was warm in Lima when we were ready to leave for the resort. I had only known for two weeks where we were going, it was some fancy resort in west LA that was way to expensive for just two months. Yes, we were going for almost the entire summer break. I for one wasn't looking forward to going away. Even though I'd never admit it, I'd miss my two best friends. But seriously, keep quiet, their ego is already big enough to fill a mansion. I just wanted to spend my summer with them, not some stuck up snobs that had their parents pay for their vacation so they could walk around with their nose in the air like they owned the place.

When you're 17, you don't want to spend two months with your parents, you're with them all the time anyway. And yes, my parents were amazing, they were the most supportive, loving, caring parents anyone could wish for. They joked around with me everyday and I could tell them anything. Since they were both doctors they bought me everything my heart desired and made sure I was happy all the time. And I was happy, I was free to go to my friends whenever I wanted, I could join every club I'd like -hence why I was in the glee club- I had my own car and the basement was entirely mine to use. Maybe I was a little bit spoiled. Just a little. That's why I owned them this vacation. They did so much for me that I just had to do this for them.

And boy was I glad I did in the end.

"Mija, we're leaving in 20 minutes! Be ready!" My mom shouted from upstairs.

"Yes mom! I'm almost done," I shouted back with fake annoyance. I heard my mom laughing, she could see right through my every facade. It was amazing and I hoped I'd have that connection with my kids later too. I snorted -I actually snorted- at the ridiculous idea. Kids, yeah right.

Honestly the idea of kids made me nauseous, I mean, you had to clean up after everything they did. Couldn't they just sit silently on a chair and eat like a normal person? Apparently not.

After about 5 minutes I got upstairs to see my best friends talking to my parents. A huge smile made its way on my face when I saw them. See they were missing me already! And I was still here! For a moment there I thought they'd let me leave without saying anything. But honestly I knew they'd never let me go without as much as a 'bye'. You know, not that I care.

"I knew you guys were already missing me," My cocky self came to the surface.

"Actually, we're here to say goodbye to your parents, we didn't know you'd be around as well." Quinn didn't mean that, it's just how we roll you see. We act like we don't care, but I know she loves me. I guess I kinda love her too or something, whatever.

"Funny Fabray." I walked over to give her a hug, but she ran to my dad yelling: "Mr. Lo!" and hugged him instead. I pretended I was on my way to Puck and hugged him. "Now make yourself useful and go get my bags downstairs." I laughed at him. He smiled at me and actually went to get it, when Quinn walked over and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Nope, you lost your chance Fabray." I joked while struggling to get out of her grip.

In response she just hugged me closer and buried her head in my neck.

"Call me frequently," she said seriously.

Even though it's hard for me to stay serious for more then 5 seconds when I'm around these two, I managed to honestly say that I would.

...Then we started goofing around again.

I could go total bitch from zero to five seconds at school, but I was always nice when Puck or Quinn -or even better: both- were around.

That's why my parents loved them as their own children, I could be myself around them.

My parents are awesome.

Puck came back with my bags and threw it in the trunk.

"Too bad you're leaving us, I'd love to spend the entire summer at some beach with the two of you."

"You just want to see us goofing around in bikini's," Quinn said as she rolled her eyes.

"I saw you both goofing around in much less," Puck wiggled his eyebrows.

I looked over at my parents who were staring at us with raised eyebrows.

They knew exactly what Puck meant by that.

"That was only once and it was your idea!" I half-yelled, half-hissed at him.

Puck just laughed at my annoyance. "You're never gonna let that go are you?" I asked.

"Nope," He grinned widely, "don't pretend you didn't like it."

"Oh yeah, a threesome with my two best friends is exactly what I'd call 'fun'." I replied sarcastically. Honestly, it wasn't all that bad.

"So, we aren't good enough for you?" Quinn challenged with raised eyebrows.

I smiled smugly, "Do you remember why we did it in the first place?"

They were both silent, they knew. But as the bitch they knew and loved, I had to bring it up.

"'Cause you," I pointed at Puck, "wanted to get in Quinn's pants," I turned around to the blonde, "but she didn't trust you, 'cause you got her pregnant the first time, so I had to tag along."

Puck snorted, "Don't pretend you didn't like it, you had the biggest orgasm in the history of big orgasms."

Okay... Didn't see that one coming.

"It was obviously fake." I lied. So maybe it wasn't. He had very little to do with that.

Puck laughed as if I had just told him the best joke he'd ever heard.

"That was so not fake, I slept with a lot of girls, and I've heard a lot of fake ones, good ones and slightly better ones, but that was as real as it could be. Face it Santana, you came hard."

I didn't even make fun of the fact that Puck just stated that a lot of girls faked an orgasm with him, I just rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

They both smiled wildly knowing that they'd done a good job or something. Yeah whatever, I'm still Santana Lopez.

Good thing my parents went back inside to go get the keys and turn of lights and all that shit. Otherwise they'd have heard a lot more than they should have. But let's face it, they already had.

Apparently when you sleep with your best friends, you become a lot closer. Who knew?

"Mija," my mother interrupted when she came back outside, "you're not wearing that are you?"

Puck found that funny for whatever reason. I looked down at my outfit, "What's wrong with it?" I asked dumbfounded.

My mom raised her eyebrows giving me a 'are-you-serious?' look.

"Quinn, please go help Santana change, you clearly know more about appropriate clothing."

At first I thought my mom was kidding, but the serious look she gave me made it clear she wasn't joking.

So we went upstairs to change.

I honestly didn't know what was wrong with my shorts and tank top, but whatever made my mom happy, this was her vacation after all. See what an amazing daughter I am?

Quinn took some clothes out of my closet and threw them at me.

"Wear that," She instructed.

I kept looking at her while she furrowed her eyebrows silently asking me if I was going to change, or just stand there, staring.

"Are you going to turn around blondie?" I asked with one raised eyebrow.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before, Lopez."

I froze, she was right, they were both never going to let it go. I expected it from Puck, but I thought Quinn was on my side.

She clearly wasn't.

So I started changing and she started talking.

Nothing weird about that.

"So, what's the plan?" She asked nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?" I asked genuinely confused.

"You going all bitchy Santana on those poor employees?" She smiled. She was probably picturing me going all Lima Heights on a waiter 'cause he spilled a little of my water.

"I'm just going to be myself."

"What version of yourself?" I knew exactly what she meant by that. I didn't have the answer though.

"That depends on the hotel, my mood, the time of day and the level of alcohol on my blood." I shrugged, so I tended to get a little emotional when I got drunk. No big deal.

She laughed loudly while I finished changing and walked past her to go back outside.

I got about halfway when I felt her hand around my wrist effectively stopping me. I turned around and instantly felt her lips on mine. Okay so I wasn't quite honest earlier, it was once with Puck. With Quinn it became an occasional event. We made out lots of times. I don't know why though, it's just how we roll. I guess it's some sort of way to tell each other that we care, since we never really say so.

So I kissed her back.

"Santana!" My mom yelled from outside.

I rolled my eyes. That woman.

Quinn pulled away and hugged me instead.

"I'm going to miss you," she squeezed as hard as she could. "I can't believe you're leaving me here alone to deal with 'the puckasaurus'." She said with a roll of her eyes.

I laughed while descending the stairs. "I'm sorry Q, I'm sure you'll be fine though."

When we got outside my parents were already in the car, I hugged Puck goodbye and then Quinn again.

"Don't die in a car accident and stay out of jail," she chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, did they really think that bad of me?

"I love you too, Quinn," I replied sarcastically.

She just smiled and waved.

I got in the car and we drove off, I couldn't bear to look back.

And so the journey began.

A/N2: So, should I continue this? If I should then Brittany and her friends will be introduced next chapter. Obviously I ship both Brittana and Quinntana. I don't know how this should end, but if anyone is going to read this then you get to decide. I have alternative endings. Once I know who's going to be endgame I'll change the characters.

Thank you for reading and all mistakes are mine. (:

~~ BrittanaTeam