Hey so this is new just cause I was done with all the heart break stories they make me sad and I felt the need to write a happy story.
I haven't stopped writing some of my other ones but I'm gonna focus on this one for now the first two chapters are in third person but I'll switch to a point of view after that.
She groaned and rolled over to bury her face in to her pillow hoping that the beeping would just go away yet after another minute or so it was still beeping. Sighing she sat up turned her alarm off and then stretch till her joints cracked in a satisfying way. She stumbled out of bed found a semi clean pair of cargo shorts, clean boxers, a sports bra and a tank top. She made her way to her bathroom stripped and sighed as the warm water hit her skin. She rinsed took care of her morning wood and quickly dried off. Pulling her rainbows out form her sports bag and grabbing her aviators she headed out.
She sighed as soon as she reached the front door she knew she was late and her mom was sure to comment.
"You're late Santana" Her mother said as Santana made her way through the house to the back deck for breakfast as was tradition on Saturday mornings. She internally sighed as she saw the table; there were always three empty seats and it was her fault. She plopped herself down next to Quinn and put her head in her hands.
"Hey" Quinn said taking a good look at her friend, "You okay?"
Santana shrugged in response before smiling and saying hello to Quinn's parents and the Berry men as well as their daughter Rachel.
She internally cringed at the pairings at the table it was bad enough to be a third or fifth wheel but to be a ninth wheel was just pathetic.
She started eating and totally zoned out of the conversation think about the three empty seats next to her. Her mother always harbored some hope that she would finally find a nice girl to bring home. They lived in Hawaii and she new every girl on the island. It wasn't like she hadn't tried, well that's not true she hadn't tried the only person she'd ever dated had been her best friend Quinn and Quinn was happily engaged Rachel.
She sighed again at 24 she was still a virgin and had only kissed two people. Quinn being the first who she dated all through high school but being ashamed of her predicament had never taken it any where finally forcing Quinn to rethink the relationship had started dating their friend Rachel. Then there was Puck, which had really just been a confirmation of what she had already known. She thought it unlikely that a girl with a dick would be into guys and she had been right worst thing she had ever done.
Before she knew it breakfast was over and she was excusing herself. She walked back home changed into a pair of swim trunks and her favorite purple bikini top before grabbing her board and heading out her back door down the beach. Squinting out at the water she recognized a distinct head of blond hair and paddled out to Sam. He looked like your classic surfer dude with the exception of his abnormally large mouth that looked like it could swallow a salmon whole. Sitting on their boards in silence they enjoyed the early morning calm. Suddenly Sam spoke,
"So Cedes has a new neighbor"
"Really wow I thought that house would never sell it's kinda run down"
"Yeah and she said the only person she's seen so far has been this young blond girl"
She laughed at the irony. He smirked at her reaction before being unable to contain himself he burst out laughing as well.
Calming himself he spoke again, "You coming this afternoon"
"Yeah I guess I mean I don't have anything better to do"
"San come on it'll be fun"
She sighed before agreeing and deciding that there was nothing worth riding paddled in. Walking in she glanced at her calendar. She cleaned her bored then stripped and headed into the house to shower before heading to her real job. She dressed in her favorite pair of worn men's jeans and men's v-neck. If her mother could see her she would have some comments. Looking at herself she remembered a particularly awkward conversation with her father about whether she wanted to be a boy. It wasn't that she did she simply liked the fit of men's clothes better but she was totally proud of her boobs. She grabbed the keys to her bike and set off to work. She usually didn't work so early on Saturdays but the Johnsons had wanted their son to get his check up before they went on vacation and this was the only time they could.
After finishing with Dillon she decided to just relax in the office going out to talk to her office aid Kurt. They chatted for a half hour before the door opening abruptly stopped the conversation. Three people she had never seen before stepped in and looked around approvingly before stepping up to the counter.
"Hi can I help you" Kurt said in his abnormally high voice.
"Yeah we were looking for the doctors office"
"Well this is the right place" He said gesturing to the office
"We wanted to get set up we just moved and yeah" the tall blond man said gesturing to the women and little girl beside him.
Santana stepped forward, "Great well Kurt will get you set up with paper work, I'm Santana or Dr. Lopez I guess but I've never been that so Santana is good"
"Oh hi" the woman said clearly surprised
"Hi, my father also still practices here and then Blain Anderson and Tina Chang as well but my father is more like our supervisor now so"
She nodded and watched her husband fill out forms before speaking again, "Oh we'll need one more form"
Santana furrowed her brow and the woman spoke up again, "We have another daughter but she's living in some shack by her self on the beach didn't want to live with us anyway might as well get her set up"
"How old is she?" Santana couldn't help her self from asking
"Just about to turn 24 in two days actually"
Santana just nodded not trusting herself to keep her questions unasked. New people we somewhat of a novelty on the island.
The man finished and they left with a short good-bye.
By the end of the day she was ready to call it quits and closed shop heading strait to Mercedes for the party.
So that was the first chapter hope you liked it tell me what you think.