Have you ever wondered how your life would be without any repercussions? To truly be yourself and not worry about people judge you? Well keep wondering because that will never be your reality. Just ask me, Santana Lopez. I'm 5'5, born a brunette; my skin is the color of caramel. I'm approximately 108 pounds. I have amazing tits, and perfect straight teeth thanks to my dad. Sounds good right? But being yourself is not easy especially when it's your first day at a new high school. Except this is probably the third time it has been my "first day" in High school. Hey, it wasn't my fault people were jealous of my hotness and felt the need to provoke me when they clearly had no chance against me.

We pulled up to my new high school. My papi turned off the ignition and turned in my direction. He exhaled.

"Mija you have to promise me you won't do anything stupid this time. I can't afford to travel and have meetings with any officials again. You have to remember you're effecting all us." He pleaded. This year I promised my Papi that it would be different, no more trouble in school. No more moving place to place because I couldn't keep my shit together. I had to change for the better or I might lose the only thing that is constant in my life.

"Yes papi. I promise." I kissed him on his forehead then unbuckled my seatbelt. Making my way out the car into McKinley.

Walking through the halls of McKinley High was confusing. There were so many paths, doors and signs. The hallways were filled with Grease rejects. I threw up a little in my mouth from the sight of it. Ugh, I already miss New York. I walked to my assigned locker; great there are stains all over it. Things I have to remember: bring a bottle of peroxide and soap to school tomorrow. I continued to pack my books into my locker slowly, not minding the time passing because honestly, who the hell arrives to class on time the first day? I felt a tap on my shoulder. Oh great I wonder who the hell-

Holy mother of golf clubs. A blonde haired beauty dressed in a red, black and white cheerleading outfit with WMHS across the top stood in front of me.

"Hi, my name is Brittany S. Pierce. Welcome to McKinley High!"

Wow was all I could say, being too stunned by her beauty. She is the epitome of a blonde bombshell with perfectly shaped cat-like eyes, the body of a dancer, and long blonde hair pulled back in a slick ponytail. Her skin was the color of ivory and her eyes were crystal blue. She smiled slightly; oh god. Her smile was just as beautiful as her.

"Wow?" She joked. I groaned. .Stupid. I always had a habit of thinking aloud. My dad used to say it was because I didn't care about anyone but myself so I didn't care about what anyone thought of me.

"My mom said it's bad to talk to strangers because they want to give you bad things instead of candy but I told her she was wrong because on Halloween strangers give me candy and they don't do bad things. I-" I had to cut her off because 1) Whoa this girl can talk and 2) I had the feeling that she would continue to give me a list of reasons why talking to strangers was okay.

"My name is Santana Lopez. But you can just call me sexy." Sexy? What the hell was I thinking when I said that! Now she probably thinks I'm a perve but at least I'm an honest sexy perve. There's never any harm done in the art of flirtation.

"Nice to meet you Santana. I'm gonna call you San though because it's a lot shorter and it'll be my nickname for you." She smiled with enthusiasm. Brittany wasn't like the other girls, she was different I could tell this because A) she would have gave me her number already or B) We would be in the Janitor's closet by now. She was special. I'm not sure why though, at least not yet. I could see from the corner of my eye the stares I received from the girls and guys- here we go again. I got expelled from my other school because the jock found out his girlfriend fucked me- his dad was the principle. I wonder how long it would take until a girl or guys walked up to me and purposely throw themselves at me. I thought Brittany was attempting to do that earlier but she honestly wanted to introduce herself and welcome me. Another reason she's different.

"People are staring at you but I'm not sure why, there's nothing on your face. Is there something on my face?" Brittany asked perplex feeling her face out in search of anything that wasn't supposed to be there. Was she serious? After a moment of silence it was obvious she was.

"Uh you're okay. I guess they think I'm hot." I shrugged because that was obvious but I wouldn't be surprised if they are checking out Brittany. She is hot after all.

"Yeah that makes sense" she replied simply. I felt heat within my cheeks oh gosh, am I blushing? Santana Lopez does not blush.

"I know you're gay by the way but I don't care. Some people here do but don't worry me and Quinn got your back. The glee club as well, everyone in there is pretty much a friend of Dorothy" She announced to me than walked away to wherever she was heading.

Quinn. I wonder who she is and if she's as attractive in skirts as Brittany is. Brittany. This is going to be one hell of a year and I bet it's going to be because of her.

AN: So what do you guys think of it so far? I know it's short but this is just a prologue. Should I continue the story?

I have a lot already so if you want me to continue let me know!

Thanks for reading!