As Santana sat alone on her bed reading the latest celebrity news magazine, she couldn't help but notice her brother and his idiotic friend hoon into the street in his yellow and black muscle car. Santana was accustomed to this familiar noise, and knew exactly who was entering her street. Her house was on the corner block, with her room situated on the side of the house facing the outer street. Her twin brother James was a jock at William McKinley High School, but Santana avoided him most of the time. Apparently he was the most sought after guy at the school, much to Santana's confusion. However, Santana was also very popular being on the Cheerios and being one of the hottest girls at school.

Santana got up from her bed, walked down the stairs and to the kitchen. She was shocked to see her Mom home, a sight that wasn't common anymore. Santana's family weren't exactly close. Her Dad Marco was a lawyer and was always busy with work. Santana rarely saw him, and when she did, he was hardly interested in anything she had to say. Santana's Mom Maria didn't have to work. Marco was extremely successful and could support the entire family. "Santana honey, your father and I are going to dinner with some clients of his. Can you look after Rosie please?" her mother asked. Rosie was Santana's younger sister, who was only 7 years old. "I cant mama, I am going out with friends tonight!". Santana wasn't lying, and even though she loved looking after her sister, she got sick of looking after her almost every night. "Fine, I will have to hire a sitter then, your brother is going out too". Maria sounded annoyed but tried to hide it.

Santana felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. There was a message from Quinn.
"San, dinner at 7:30 at breadstix. Don't be late!"

"Ok Q, will be there. See you soon" Santana replied, and hurried upstairs to change into something more appropriate then sweats and a t-shirt.

Santana jumped into her car, a brand new silver Mercedes that her Dad bought for her probably as compensation for not being around, Santana thought. She drove the short distance to Breadstix and saw Quinn walking in as Santana pulled up. Santana ordered ribs, while Quinn ordered her usual salad. Santana was very slim and good looking, but she still managed to eat anything she wanted and still maintained her figure. Quinn was beautiful, but this was mostly due to her strict diet and exercise regime.

It was time to head home, and the girls went their separate ways. As Santana pulled up to her house, she noticed her brothers car, but she also saw a motorcycle in the driveway. "Probably one of James dickhead friends" she thought as she unlocked the front door to let herself in.

As she walked in, she saw a flash of blonde hair and was hit in the mouth. "What the fuck!" Santana yelled, realising that the girls lips has met hers accidently.

After the collision, she was meet with bright blue eyes. "Um sorry. I really didn't mean it" said the tall blonde girl feeling awkward. Santana was flustered. "I was babysitting Rosie. I go to your school and I am in your Spanish class!" said the tall blonde girl.

James finally appeared, with a smug look on his face. "Bye babe" he said, and winked at her as she left through the front door. "Well that was weird" Santana thought, as she made her way up to her room.

As she made her way up the stairs, her phone vibrated again.

Puck:
"Just saw some hot babe leave your house. Pretty sure she is from our Spanish class ;)"

Santana:
"Keep it in your pants Puck! Aren't you with Man hands?"

Santana made fun of Rachel, but actually admired her determination and persistence to follow her dreams. "At least she has dreams" thought Santana. As she sat on her bed thinking, her phone vibrated once more.

"Would you quit calling her that S? Just get to know her, she isn't that bad. And yes we are together, but couldn't help myself. Blondie is mint"

Santana put her phone on her night stand and tried to get to sleep. She had cheerios practice and a math test at school. As she fell into a deep sleep, there was one blonde that she couldn't get out of her head.

It was the girl who had knocked her over earlier in the night. Santana woke suddenly, questioning why she was even thinking about this girl. She obviously didn't like her, she wasn't into girls, was she? Santana couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, so she climbed out her window and went for a walk to Puck's house.

Puck lived at the other end of the street, and Santana would be at his house visiting him constantly. She went to his window and threw three rocks. This was their signal when they wanted the other to come outside.

Puck appeared at the window and waved, but quickly disappeared. Santana waited for a moment, until Puck came out the front door to meet the tanned Latina. Although Puck and Santana were known as the badasses at their school they were both smart and often studied together, though no one knew this.

"What's the deal Lopez?" Puck asked, sounded rather annoyed having been woken up from his sleep. Santana raised an eyebrow, ready to punch Puck for being rude to her. Santana had a fierce attitude, and Puck flinched having realised how rude he sounded. "easy Lopez, I was kidding!"
"Shutup Puck, I couldn't sleep" said Santana.

They walked quietly around the streets and sat down on the bench in the park. This wasn't a rare thing for Puck and Santana who shared a close bond being similar to each other in many ways. They sat and talked for nearly an hour, and as Santana began to yawn they decided to head home.

"Night Puck" said Santana as she walked in the door and up to her room. She crawled into bed into a heavy sleep. Little did she know, this wasn't going to be the last time that she would dream about the tall blonde baby sitter.