Chapter 1
Hey I am new to but I wanted to write a fanfiction on Santana, Brittany, and Quinn, so I thought I would try this out. This is a lot different from Glee. The story takes place in New York. But it's a little different in terms of what happens. Btw this Brittany swears and is smart.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of its characters. (I don't know how this works but I think I'm supposed to do this every chapter)
Santana's POV
I'm a freak. Well, at least some people in this world would say so. Can you guess what I am? I'm human, but I'm gay and apparently that makes me different from everyone else. My friends call me a badass because I'm a bitch to almost everyone and I never show any emotion to anyone besides annoyance and anger. Is that a good thing? Not necessarily. My friends are very loyal and caring and blah blah blah. And I'm thankful for that. Every day I ask myself the same question, how the fuck do you have friends? You're constantly a dick to every one. The answer is I have no clue but I'm glad I have them, especially Quinn Fabray but I havent seen her in 4 years. We sort of drifted apart, if that's what it's called.
But even then I can't really complain about my life because honestly? It's pretty good. I have pretty good grades, a good family, and great friends. I'm a junior in college trying to make the most of my college and beyond career. Now the only problem I have is that I'm a lesbian and some people don't approve or like me. Should I care? No. Do I care? Yes, and let me tell you I'm scared shitless at the thought of a friend or family member not approving of me.
I'm not really a closeted lesbian. I told my parents and they didn't really care, I told my closest friends and they didn't care. I guess I'm sort of lucky, if you want to call it that. Yeah, my life may seem nice but my love life is shit. I haven't liked anyone or dated anyone for about two years now. My love life is fucking rotting in the corner being cursed to hell. That is, until she came along.
Flashback
"Santana, I don't understand why you don't want to sing with us."
"Well Dwarf, if you really want to know, it's because you put me into narcoleptic arrest every time your little sassy ass vocal chords start vibrating." I deadpanned.
"Is that even a thing?" asked Rachel, with her snarky bitch voice.
"Deal with the fact that I, Santana Lopez, could not give two shits about whether or not narcoleptic arrest is a thing or not." I snarled.
Rachel sighed and pointed to a room down the hall,
"You can sing by yourself if you want or do... whatever you do."
I walked down the hall and into the room. There was a small band in the room and I walked up to them and gave them the sheet music. The moment the music started I let myself relax.
You're not the type, type of girl to remain
With the girl, with the girl
Too shy, too afraid to say she'll give her heart to you forever
I'm not the girl who will fall to her knees
With her hands clasped tight
Begging, begging you please
To stay with her for worse or for better
But I'm staring at you now
There's no one else around
I'm thinking you're the girl for me
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If you never leave
And we can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
In the past I would try
Try hard to commit to a girl
Wouldn't get too far
It always somehow seemed to fall apart
But with you, you, you
I can see what I need
I can dream realistically
I knew that this was different from the start
And it seems that every time
We're eye to eye
I can find another piece of you
That I don't wanna lose
And I'm staring at you now
There's no one else around
I'm thinking you're the girl I need
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If you never leave
And we can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If you never leave
And we can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
And it's never easy
Darling, believe me
I'm as skeptical as you
When I think of life without "us"
It seems like "What we're supposed to do? "
But I don't wanna come on too strong
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If you never leave
We can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
It's fine by me
If you never leave
And we can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If we never leave
And we can lay like this forever
It's fine by me
"Who was that about?" asked a voice from the door. I spun around to see her smirking while leaning against the door frame.
"Yeah, I think you got the wrong room, also? I'm not telling a stranger about my life." I said.
"True, but I wanna know so tell me." she said. I studied her carefully and only saw curiosity in her eyes. I let out an exasperated sigh,
"You want the truth?"
"No. I wanted you to make up a story about unicorns shitting rainbows." she deadpanned. I chuckled quietly,
"You have quite the personality. But if you really want to know, her name was Quinn and she left four years ago." It's also about a beautiful girl talking to me now, I thought.
"I'm sorry. Ex girlfriend?" she asked cautiously.
"No, best friend."
"Oh I'm sorry." she said yet again. You would be shocked with how many times I hear that phrase directed towards me. It doesn't make me feel better, it just makes me feel like I'm a fucking hung over shit head surrounded by sober people. All they do is pity me. And I FUCKING HATE IT. It makes me feel weak and vulnerable.
"Yeah whatever, you got a girlfriend, boyfriend, or best friend you sing about?" it was the perfect opportunity so of course I took it.
"Yeah a girlfriend. But I don't sing, we dance. We've been together for about ten months now."
"Oh... that's great." I said meekly.
End of flashback
I was walking down the hallway to get to my AP calculus class when suddenly I see her walking towards me. I felt a sudden wave of sadness crashing into me. It felt like I was being it by that damn crappy silver Audi again. Yes, I got hit by a car last year but that's a story for later. That girl walking down the hallway was the girl I had the biggest crush on. She had beautiful blonde hair and light blue eyes that seemed like the sky had come directly from her eyes. I'm just going to say she was drop dead beautiful… but she had a girlfriend.
Funny thing is I don't even her name. I saw her again at a dance studio not far from the school; she was dancing to a song I didn't recognize. I only caught a glimpse because I was in a hurry to get to my soccer game but damn was she built. Her body was lean and slightly flushed and sweaty from the dancing. She was wearing a blue tight tank top and yoga pants. Don't even get me started on her ass. In that moment I knew that I would be walking down that street and past that dance studio every day. And she did not fail to disappoint for she was there every day as well.
As we neared each other, we locked eyes and there was recognition in her eyes. Our eyes locked on each other for what felt like hours but were only a seconds. The girl stopped,
"Hey! You're the girl who was singing that song that day I walked into the wrong room." she said.
"U-uh you remember that?" I stammered, nervously. I changed directions and walked into the room where the girl had found me singing. She followed me.
"Yeah, I mean it's hard to forget such a beautiful voice like yours."
"Y-you think my voice is beautiful?" I asked, skeptically. Dicks in a bucket Santana, get your shit together. Are you a badass or not? She looked at me with a questioning expression,
"What's your name?"
"Sant-"
"Santana fucking Lopez, I have not seen you in 4 fucking years. Get your lesbian ass over here and kiss me!"
Wait what the hell? Whoever the fuck just interrupted me from talking to my beautiful dream girlfriend, is going to get her sorry ass kicked to hell. I turned around angrily. I took one look at the girl and froze.
"Shit."
The song was Fine by Me by Andy Grammer. (I changed the gender parts in the song a bit to make it apply to Santana and Brittany)
Thanks for reading :p I know it was a little short but I'm trying to get my thoughts organized. If I'm lucky I will be able to post a new chapter every week but that's a little questionable.
Insomniac out.
