Chapter One

Ok, I'm bored… what?! Are you telling me to get a life? That I gots to gets my shit straight out?! How bouts …Hell to the fucking no. nobody gets to say what I need to do. Hells, nobody messes with the greatest HBIC in this loser side of town. Yeah yeah you tell me to stop being ghetto cause Lima Heights Adjacent is where rich people lives and it's no where near the other side of town. Fine. But this is me. What can I say? I love being a bitch and my friends love me for me. Yes, I have friends you idiot. What did you think? I am a bitch but I aint heartless. Jeez…I don't give a flying fuck what people say around school, I keeps it realz, OK. They can spread anything they want. They're rumors for a reason. They spread news about me being a slut, spreading my legs to whom ever wants to access this hot piece of shit or that I got a new pair of boobs over summer vacation or that I am pregnant, well that's not me its my best friend Brittany. That was days before summer vacation. I'm already in Miami when B called me. I wanted to go back but B said Puck's got it covered. She had a false alarm but her loser boyfriend Wheels was shit scared. When he first heard the rumor he immediately broke off with B and rants why they can't be together anymore. That he cannot be a teenage dad. Blah blah blah. Bullshit. It's just a false alarm moron. Say what the fuck?! So he keeps banging my girl, oh wait… he just lies there and let Britt's do all the job. Funfuckintastic. Bravo robot boy, well guess what, I'll make your life miserable. Wait till schools starts. You are now listed to my black book. Anyone who messes with my friends, especially my family will have to deal with me.

I always carry my little black book, inspired by one of my favorite manga, Death Note, where I write the names of those people who needs straightening up. They don't die automatically like in the story but I plan on what to do to them and how long till I decided to stop. I just pull some strings and then, Huala! People were being thrown in the dumpsters, slushies flying out of nowhere, etc.

For my dearest best friend's ex douche bag boyfriend, I already choose the people to do the job. Advance orders has been a rainbow shower of slushies being thrown in your sorry excuse of a face Artie Abrams. Yes asshole, rainbow, cause you will be getting seven fucking slushies everyday, yes I mean every fucking day at school you idiot, until I make it stop or you get pneumonia and die in your hospital bed. Do not complain dickhead, I'm giving you the weekends off except for the occasional egging of your bedroom window. That is what you get from making my Britt Britt cry. I love her like a sister and I will say it again, nobody, I mean nobody messes with my friends.

So okay, school's less than 2 weeks, (yey seniors!) meaning, I'm stuck in our house from that time. Well I just arrived three days ago from my grandparent's beach house in Miami. I kinda like to spend my vacation there and be with the old folks because I missed them so much. They cannot visit us here in Lima that much because of work. And it sucks because I have school so I made a promise to my grandparents that I will stay with them all though out summer vacation, except this year because of what I found about Britt. She was a mess when she called me. It's so heartbreaking. I re-booked my flight back two weeks earlier than planned. They were sad on me leaving earlier but understand that Britt needs her best friend. When I arrived at Britt's she was still a mess and made mental note to talk to Puck. God, she looked like someone kicked a puppy, and ran down by a taco truck to think they broke up for almost two months. She really must like that asshole. I stayed with her because she cries from time to time. I left her this afternoon because she's doing OK and her parents are looking after her. I told her that I will be back tomorrow morning so we can have breakfast together. Some bestie bonding time. I really need to go home coz I can already feel my mom's wrath for not telling her what is happening to her other daughter, Britt. Thankfully my father was already there and I didn't need to repeat the story twice coz I know my father will corner me and will insist that I re tell the full details of what I will tell my mom, not that they don't speak to each other. They just missed me so much from being away for too long. They were so worried and hoped that everything will be fine again for B.

My family's very understanding and open-minded which made them cool. Hell they even convinced me to come out of the closet and I was like, Jesus fucking Christ! what are they talking about?! I was 12! 12 for crying out loud! I haven't even had my period yet and they're talking about coming out of the closet! What the fuck right?! Well, don't get me wrong. I love my parents to bits but sometimes they really, really need some filter. So yeah, they knew I'm into girls before I do. Cool, no more parents' drama. Thank god. They say that they have a strong feeling about me playing on the other team since I was five years old. Yes five. Don't ask me, ask them. They always bring me to the park on a weekend when I was younger and that's where I met Brittany. We just click and it was history. She was always bullied not because she's stupid but because she's so nice that cotton candy will not melt in her mouth. And me as her best friend kicked, punched or hurt those assholes with my vicious vicious words. What, I'm a bad ass. Deal with it.

So you might be wondering if me and Britt had or have a romantic relationship, right? Yeah I know what's running through your dirty mind you perv. Well to answer your question, no. seriously. What? You cannot believe that I didn't fall in love with her? Well, deal with it. She's a bicorn, and I'm a Lebanese, her words not mine. We're just that close. She's like my sister. She's always there to make my day brighter.

Ugghhh…I can't wait for school to start. What? You're not excited? Well I am. I enjoyed every class. I'm not in Cheerios like Brittany. I was but I quit because I enjoy the extra time that I get. It's like I let all the finished lectures for the day to sink in me and I just like to have my world for a while away from these losers well except from my Britt Britt and our friends from glee club. We kick asses' last nationals and we need to defend our title this year. Oh, need to talk to hobbit about that. Nah, I'll just wait for school to start. Got to finish this book series. Again. What?! Why are you always questioning me? Can't I be a hot and sizzling HBIC and enjoy my books? I loves to reads. They always answer questions you cannot get from other people. They give you facts about things you don't know. Books take you somewhere you've never been before. It expands my imagination and creates a whole new world full of fun and adventures. Like this book. Who haven't read Harry Potter, right?!

So OK, I confess. I'm Santana Diabla Lopez, I stand by my name. Hot, sexy, beautiful, wealthy, HBIC teenager that can get anything she wants. Oh, also I'm a nerd. I wear black trimmed eyeglasses. I have contact lenses but they are a bitch to put especially when I'm in a hurry so I opted for the glasses. Makes me more sexy and bad ass at the same time. I also wear comfortable clothes meaning, no skirts. I gave them up when I left the Cheerios. Coach can burn them and add to her master cleanse. Eww yuck I remembered that disgusting juice's taste. Ughhh…it's like socks from military camp. Gross.

Ok bitches. Your queen needs her some sleeps. Breakfast with my Britts tomorrow. Needs the energy for an early morning drama and plan his ex boyfriend's memorial for when school starts, your BAMF HBIC will play. *evil laugh*