A little story that I thought I would share with y'all. Enjoy (:

Chapter one: Moving on

August 2011

"Papa!" Santana called her father from her room. Huffing in exhaustion she slid down the nearest wall she would reach and made herself comfortable as she waited for her father. Her family had been packing for a full three days now. If she was honest she's been dreading this day for the last few months. Ever since her father told her that they were moving back in March she's been trying to change her old mans mind. But everything Santana tried didn't work. Every single excuse she tried to pass by her father to convince them to stay in L.A was hopeless. He'd always respond with the same answer: "Suck it up princess." and of course he wouldn't leave out his signature smirk that let her know his decision was final.

And now she was leaning against her bare bedroom wall looking at the clutter of large cardboard boxes that covered her floor.

Maybe moving won't be so bad .Santana thought. Yeah right.

Who was she kidding. She would miss living in her penthouse apartment and going shopping with her fabulously flamboyant friend Kurt every weekend but her father always reminded her that something good will come out of this. "Change might be the end of one world" his voice rang in her head "but it's also a chance to start a new one". Santana hopes he's right. She'd hate to leave the comfort of her home town (more like city) to move to a place she barley knew. Especially in her senior year of high school. Sighing she stood up from her spot on the floor and went off to finish tapping the remaining open boxes in her room.

Once she finishes she looked up just in time to see her step mother Maria walk into her room. The woman was out of her usual attire that was composed of sinfully expensive dresses, pencil skirts and blouses. She wore a plain white tank top and gray sweat pants. Until now Santana didn't think that the older woman owned those kind of clothes. It was so unlike her but Santana guessed duty called. Maria smiled at her shortly before picking up one of Santana's boxes.

"Antonio is in the lobby helping the movers with the heavier furniture." Maria explained. "He should be heading up soon. I'll help you in the mean time though. "

Santana nodded in agreement and picked up one of her boxes. After a few more trips for her room and the main entrance of their apartment the two of them managed to clear out the majority of her stuff from the bedroom. Taking a minute to look around her old home Santana noticed how empty it had gotten. The once packed living room was completely cleared out. Nothing but a few little boxes here and there. Same could be said about the kitchen, bedrooms and hallways.

Walking over to the large glass windows in the living room Santana placed her forehead on the cool glass looking at the towering city buildings. She felt a soft hand gently clasp her shoulder. Maria stood beside her looking at the city scene but didn't say anything to Santana for several minutes.

"I'm really going to miss this place." Santana mumbled out finally.

"I know you will and so will I but you know your father couldn't drop the offer of being the head doctor at Santa Barbra Hospital. It's been his dream for God knows how long. Besides,", Maria tugged Santana into a half huge. "look at the bright side you'll get to go to school with some of your old camp friends right? Trust me you'll love the city."

Santana gave her step mom a small smile. It wasn't that bad if you put it that way. She'd been really looking forwards to seeing her old friends all summer. Especially since she didn't have the chance to go to camp this summer. Maria gave her shoulder a quick squeeze before going off to find their water bottles. Santana watched as the shorter woman walked away. She might have not been her biological mother but she sure resembled her. Some how she always knew what to say and when to say it just like her mother did.

Taking another long look at the city bellow her Santana went back to work. When all of the boxes were finally out of her room. She waited on her father to come up and help her and Maria load them into the truck. At that moment she realized a certain little someone was missing.

"Umm.. where's A.J?" Santana asked Maria as they waited at the apartments entrance. She hadn't seen her brother since this morning when he had rushed into her room and jumped on her bed for what felt like hours until she got up.

"You know him. A.J's in the lobby helping your father and the movers with loading the furniture. For a five year old he's pretty set on being a grown up." Maria chuckled to herself.

Of course. Santana thought to herself shacking her head in amusement. The little rascal has always been so mature for his age and he wasn't even in grade school yet. He was just like her father. Serious, persistent and really sweet. It's was like having a mini version of her father running around 24/7. She guessed that's what she got for suggesting he be named after her father. Antonio Junior. God what was she thinking?

The soft ding of the elevator brought her back to reality.

"Took you long enough." Santana jokingly complained as her father stepped out of the elevator.

"Ahh Mia. You cant rush perfection." Her fathers voice bombed thought the empty condo. Antonio was a tall broad shouldered man. His eye's resembled her own. Deep, dark brown and warm. His graying beard and moustache was the only way you could tell that he was a man in his 40's. If his good looks didn't stun the ladies than his charm would definitely turn them into stuttering babbling idiots. Santana loved to pick on him about this when he was in the dating faze after her mother passed away. The only woman besides her mother that never fell for his charm was Maria. That was probable why he marries her.

"Since when is there perfection when your loading up a truck?" Santana questioned her father.

"There is much you have to learn Santana. Oh by the way your friend is waiting for you in the lobby. Something about a last goodbye?" Antonio informed his daughter.

"Oh shoot!" Santana rushed into the elevator. "I completely forgot about Kurt!"

"Here," Her father passed her a box before the elevator doors closed, "don't go down empty handed."

Once Santana reached the main floor and handed on the movers the box she was carrying she rushed to embrace her best friend who was waiting at the lobbies main entrance.

"Santana! Girl were have you been?" Kurt breathed out as his friend squeezed the air out of his lungs. "Easy there. This outfit wasn't made for death grip hugs."

Santana pulled back a few inches and smiled widely at Kurt.

"Who cares about the outfit. It's my last few minutes in this town. Now give me a proper hug."

Kurt jokingly gave her a hurt expression before hugging her back tightly.

"Oooh I'm going to miss you so much! Promise you'll call when you get there." He broke the hug after a few minutes and took a seat on one of the lobby chairs.

"For sure bitch. You don't have to remind me you know." Santana took the seat next to him.

"I'm just saying. Have you texted Sam and them yet?"

"Yeah like last week and a few days after that and this morning." Santana beamed. "I could never forget about your camp bubs. I should be meeting up with Sam and Blain today actually. They offered to help us out with the heavier stuff once we get there."

'Awesome. I should be able to come over this weekend. Maybe help you out with a few final things here and there. And of course organizing your new bedroom." Kurt added.

The two friends chatted for a few more minutes before Kurt had to leave to meet up with a few more of his friends in perfect timing too. They hugged once more and said their goodbyes just as her father finished loading up the rest of the moving truck. Maria and A.J were already waiting in the jeep when her father called her over to get in.

"Santana! Time to head out Mia."

Taking one last look at her old home she said her goodbyes to the door keeper Mr. Richard as she liked to address him by. Hopping into the back seat of the vehicle that was waiting for her the four of them headed out the their new home with the movers trailing behind them. She spent a good amount of her time playing various games like tick tack toe and sticks with her little brother until he fell asleep soundly in his booster seat. Thinking it was a good idea to have a little shut eye herself before they reached their destination Santana plugged into her iPod and drifted off to sleep.

Night had fallen and the new house she would be calling home from now one was cluttered with boxes and furniture. The house was two time bigger than their apartment back in L.A and Santana's jaw nearly dropped to the ground when she first saw it. Up to that point she had only seen pictures of their new home on the internet and thought it looked ok compared to her condo in L.A. She takes it all back. This place was ten time cooler in really life. With a nice open drive way in the front, exceptional decor in it's interior and an amazing salt water pool in the back with a patio that seemed to go on forever. This place was paradise.

As promised Sam and Blain had been waiting for their arrival in front of the large house when they finally got there. The expected 2 hour drive took double the time thanks to the traffic in L.A and Blain was one to point out how much better Santa Barbra was then L.A for that reason. Traffic was definitely something Santana wasn't going to miss. An hour after they started moving their belongings into the house Antonio's brother Jose came to help them out. Her uncle looked just like her father except he was a few years younger then him. If you put them side by side they could pass them as twins.

"So you ready for school Santanita?" Her uncle asked her before he left for the day.

"Hardly. This summer has just flown by so quickly. I cant believe school starts in only two weeks!"

Santana honestly didn't know where her summer went. She's been so focused on moving since school ended that she didn't notice the time fly by.

Her uncle laughed at her and gave the little brunette a light pat on the back. "Well I'm sure you'll be fine. I'll show you around the school before the school year beings. If I don't have time I'm sure your friends wont mind." He nodded towards Sam and Blain who seemed to be having a comfortable conversation with Maria and her Father. "After all I have the maser key."

To Santana's relief her uncle Jose happened to be the principle of the school she was going to attend that following year. Sure most kids would think it was kind of weird to have a relative as a head of the school they attended but she liked the idea. Jose was an awesome guy and seeing him more often was something she looked forward too.

Her uncle left shortly after their little chat and headed home. Now Santana was laying face down in her half made bed. She couldn't remember the last time she was this tried. Finally mustering up enough energy to get out of bed the short brunette slipped into the shower. Letting the warm water cascade over her body Santana smiled at herself. Even though she was in a completely different city maybe her father had a point. It was to soon to come to any conclusions but this new beginning didn't seem so bad. She decided moving on was worth giving a shot. It's not like she had another choice.

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