A New Wave: 1
"Hi. I'm new here and I need a schedule." I tapped against the office desk. "And what's your name, son?" The secretary asked. "Chresanto Lopez." I answered adjusting my sunglasses. "Here you are. Enjoy McKinley as best as you can." She offered a smile. I nodded and thanked her properly before heading to my homeroom who the teacher had the last name Schuester.
I sighed heading into a mess of a school that would be my home for the next two years.
See my mom died about 3 months ago. My father who lives here in Lima he's a good father. We aren't very close though. He offered for me to stay with him for the rest of high school with his wife, which I accepted gratefully. I had an older sister. She lives in New York with her two roommates Rachel and Kurt.
I walked into the classroom and looked for the teacher. I looked up and recognized Finn. He was Santana's roommate Rachel's, ex-boyfriend. "Finn." I called his name. His head turned towards me. And he immediately smiled. We had only met on a few occasions where I accompanied my sister when I visited.
"Hey, Chresanto right?" He asked. I nodded stuffing my hands in my pockets. "You go here now?" He asked. I nodded handing him my schedule. He looked before marking things in the margins and handing it back to me. "I marked where all your classes are so it'll be easier to navigate. This is a big school." He said. "Thanks. Can you also write down where the head football coaches office is?" I asked.
"Sure man. Come over here after you talk to her. If you're anything like your sister I know music lives in you." He handed me back the schedule with a small smile. I nodded. "I'll check it out for sure. I don't know if I want to follow in my sisters footsteps though." I took off my sunglasses. "I understand. Just give it a try after a week you can leave if you don't like it." He said. I smiled softly. "Deal." The bell rang. "I'll see you after school." I bid him goodbye and headed to my first period history class.
-GleeGlee
"Has anybody told you that you look like a spitting image of Santana Lopez with a smoking haircut and blue eyes." A blonde cheerleader with a face that resembled a kitten sat beside me. "Well I would be offended if I didn't know who she was. But since my sisters hot I'll take that as a compliment." I said paying attention to my history teacher. "So you're a reincarnation of a Lopez." She grazed her finger along my bicep. I looked at her pointedly before looking back at the teacher.
"I think I'm trying to get the gist of the American Revolution so if you could keep your hands to yourself that would be great." I said scooting away from her a little bit. "My name is Kitty. Kitty Wilde. Cheerio and glee club member which I assume you're joining boy Lopez." She said. "You know what they say about assuming." I shot back at her. "So you're not?" She asked. "I don't know right now. I'll see by the end of this week. I mean I got dropped into this school weeks before Thanksgiving so I just need to figure some things out." I sighed dropping my pen realizing I wasn't getting any work done today.
"Well maybe singing will get it out of you boy Lopez." Kitty smiled. "I have a name. It's Chresanto." I sighed stretching my legs under the table. "Eh. Boy Lopez works better." She said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. If you're a cheerleader you cheer at football games. So tell me, are they any good?" I asked.
"Yeah. Coach Beiste keeps the team in top shape. Why? Are you planning on trying out because the season already started." She said. "Yeah. I was All-State at my old school." I said. "Really? You really don't peg me as a football player with your designer duds." She joked pulling at the collar of my Mark Jacobs polo. "I like to look good." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Mr. Lopez, your first day and you're already talkative. Ms. Wilde do I need to separate you two?" He asked. "No sir." She answered. He tuned back to his PowerPoint. "At lunch come find me I'll introduce you to more people." She whispered before going back to taking notes.
-GleeGlee
After my second period class I headed to lunch looking for Kitty. Maribel my fathers wife was nice enough to pack a lunch for me so I didn't have to eat lunchroom food. "If it isn't posh stud." Kitty stood beside me. "Boy Lopez has a nicer ring to it." I cringed at the word Posh. She shrugged her shoulders. "Whatevs. Let's go. I have introductions to make." She pulled me along to a table with 2 girls and 2 boys. "Boy Lopez this is Marley, Jake, Ryder and Unique." She introduced me. I nodded. "It's nice to meet you guys. My name is Chresanto. She insist on calling me boy Lopez." I shook their hands and sat. She sat beside me rolling her eyes.
"I'm sorry. Doesn't he look like the Santana Looez? Spitting image." She exclaimed grabbing my chin and displaying my face. "Who is Santana?" Jake asked. I smirked. As she let my chin go and sighed.
"I heard she was head bitch around here last year." I said. He shook his head. "Don't know who that is." He shrugged his shoulders.
"She was cheerio captain and endured Sue Sylvester's torment for 4 years. Also she was a lesbo along with Brittney. All around legend." Kitty gushed. I shook my head chuckling. Kitty was an ultimate fan girl of my sister. "And she was in the glee club legends along with Quinn Fabray and many others-" "Okay Kitty." I stopped her, after all I liked being the center of attention just as much as my sister. "I think they get it."
"So what brings you here man? It's the middle of the school year." Ryder asked. "My mom died in August. I lived with my grandmother till my dad offered for me to live with him and his wife. So here I am." I said nervously opening my lunch which was a basic ham sandwich with chips and a herbal tea.
"Sorry to hear that man." Ryder cleared his throat as the air around the table got awkward.
"So Chresanto are you trying out for glee club since your sister was in glee club." Marley asked. "I told Finn I'll swing by for the week to check it out. But I'm also talking to Coach Beiste about the football team." I said sipping my tea. "Cool dude what position do you play?" Ryder asked. "Running Back." I answered smirking. "Dude we need one. Ours isn't really as fast. Do you have jets?" He asked. "Number 1 on the ESPN top 100. Do you guys not check the charts?" I asked sitting back in my chair eating my chips.
His eyes bugged out of his head. "You need to meet coach now." He said. I nodded. "After this period I'll talk to her."
"So I don't want to be the gossip queen but do you have your eyes set on any girls here yet?" Unique asked. "No, not really interested in dating right now. Football is my only focus right now." I said shaking my head. Unique rolled her eyes sinking back in her sink. "Don't worry if I place any interest in anyone I will let you know." I nodded towards her.
The bell rang and I headed to my PE class.
-GleeGlee
I knocked on the glass office door. "Come in." I heard. "Sorry for bothering you but are you Coach Beiste?" I asked stuffing my hands in my pockets. "I am. And you are?" She raised her eyebrow. "Chresanto ma'm. I would like to be on the football team." I said. She motioned for me to sit in the chair opposite of her. "What position do you play kid?" She asked. "Running back." I answered crossing my legs.
"Do you have a physical on you?" She asked. "No ma'm, but I can get my old coach from Gorden to send you the info." I answered. "Let me contact him. In the mean time practice is tomorrow from 4 to 6. Think you can manage?" She asked. I nodded smiling. "Yes. I would love to. Thank you for the opportunity." I shook her hand and headed out the door. "I won't let you down." I smiled.
-GleeGlee
I walked into the choir room as Finn was talking. "Guys! This is Chresanto Lopez. His sister is THE Santana Lopez and I would you all to give him a warm welcome." He patted my back. I smiled at him before sitting in the back next to a dude with dreads.
"So next week is our premiere of Grease. How are you guys feeling?" Finn asked. "I mean I feel good. Even if I do have a miniature part." Kitty glared at Finn who just rolled his eyes. "Mr. Hudson. I would like to see you and Wade in my office now." Mr. Figgins stood at the door and waited till they came out and followed them.
"What's that about?" I asked. "Unique's playing Rizzo in the school play and Sylvester has a problem with it." Jake turned around and spoke. "Why? I mean what's the problem?" I said. "People don't really accept transgenders around here. They barely accept gays. They don't like for people to be different." He answered. I nodded.
"So they don't accept people that's not popular is what you're saying?" I clarified. "We get slushied if we are which we've all experienced. My boyfriend Kurt used to be thrown into dumpsters because he was gay." A very well dressed boy said. "I'm Blaine by the way." He said. I nodded. "What do you mean by slushied?" I asked.
"Literally a slushy thrown in your face." Ryder said. "Harsh." I crossed my arms and leaned back.
-GleeGlee
"Papi! I'm home!" I called into the house. "Ah! Chres. How was school?" My father hugged me. "It was good. Finn drove me home." I sat my bag down by the bottom of the stairs. "Did you check with the coach about football?" He asked. I nodded and smiled. "She said I can come practice with them tomorrow. I think I have a shot." I said.
He smiled. "That's good. Give me the schedule. I'll be sure to make the games." He said. "Oh. Um I'm in the glee club too. But I don't know if I'm staying." I said. "Santana was in the glee club as well. Also let me know those dates. I'll be sure to make them." He said. I nodded again before heading upstairs to my room.
My room was like any other typical boys room. Patrick Dempsey and Leonardo DiCaprio adorned the walls. My room was dark blue with the bedding matching. A flatscreen on the walls with an assortment of books underneath. My closet which was a big size for my liking was right beside my TV filled with clothes.
My phone rang. I looked at the screen it was Adam. Me and him had a thing before I moved to Lima. I'm in the closet as well as Adam. He didn't play sports but I did so he didn't understand coming out wasn't an option. A gay football player isn't really accepted. Nobody but him knows about my sexuality. The just assume that I play football so I'm straight. Even though I've never had a girlfriend in my life but it never raised any eyebrows they just assumed I was a hit and quit type.
"Hello." I smiled answering. "Hey superstar. How are things going?" He asked. "School was school. Everybody knew who my sister was." I sighed. "One girl even calls me boy Lopez." I chuckled. "Your sister and you are pretty much twins." He reasoned. "You're hotter though." His voice dropped an octave. "I am aren't I?" I said as I smiled from ear to ear.
"Why did you have to leave babe. I miss you." He whined. "I know I'm sorry. You know I couldn't stay there though. You know that." I said. "Yeah. I don't know how you're getting through it you know. With her not being here. I know you two were close." He sighed. I figured he was in his car that's why the background was so silent.
"Look. I'll talk to you later I have to focus on my tryout tomorrow." I said. "Alright. I'll talk to you tomorrow yeah?" He said. "Promise." I said and hung up.