Chapter One

A/N: The first few chapters will just be an insight into Santana and Quinn's ski holidays and family lives but after that they will actually start interacting with each other properly.

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"Thank God I was allowed to head out on the slopes on my own today." Santana thought as the pulled on her snowboarding boots and strapped her helmet.

She had spent the last four days of this holiday hanging around with no one but her parents and brothers and she was beginning to get a bit bored of them and a bit annoyed at her brothers and their constant play fighting. Santana was the middle child of the Lopez family at 16, she had an elder brother Carlos Junior who was 18 and a younger brother Eduardo who was 13, and its not that she didn't like them (or love them), because she did, it's just that their constant presence for four days was beginning to get irritating. Usually when she'd had enough of them she'd head over to Brittany's or one of the other cheerleaders houses to catch a break but annoyingly her parents had decided that this was a 'Family Holiday' and no friends were allowed.

Santana had purposely headed out early this morning. Her parents had decided that today would be their one 'lie-in' day and so were still in bed, Carlos Jr. was also lying in as his parent weren't awake to get him up and Santana had just dropped Eduardo off with his snowboarding instructor so she was all prepared for a peaceful day alone on the slopes. She preferred when she was alone as no one was around to tell her what to do (Carlos Jr., because he was "more experienced" and he always got to choose their runs) or to hold her back (her mom and dad were too slow and Eduardo kept falling over). Once she was all wrapped up for the slopes she slipped on her new Ray Ban sunglasses that she finally got on her birthday, about a month ago, after years of asking her parents to buy her some and headed to her favourite chair lift. Although the queue was always big it usually went quickly and it was her favourite because it took you right to the centre of the resort and gave you access to wherever you wanted to go. Santana scooted down the small slope towards the back of the queue and joined the hundreds of others going up the mountain, in her head she was dancing along to the Amy Winehouse music playing in her ear but on the outside she was looking like a typical 'cool' snowboarder with her red salopettes and black hooded ski jacket and her Ray Bans completing the outfit. She was still queuing when suddenly she felt something or someone hit into her back, and saw a ski go either side of her snowboard, she pulled out her earphones and turned around (well as much as she could with a snowboard attached to her feet) with a scowl on her face and was ready to shout at the imbecile who had no control of their skis when said imbecile looked at Santana and started apologising profusely.

"Oh my God, I am so so so sorry. I'm just not really used to skiing. I'm trying my best. Sorry again. I really didn't mean to hit you, I'm still a learner. Don't shout at me please, you looked like you wanted to shout when you turned around. Anyway, I really am sorry." The blonde looked a bit red in the face, possibly embarrassed about her lack of skiing skills or maybe because she just gave a huge apology to someone she's never met.

"Ehh, it's fine I guess..." Santana muttered after looking the girl up and down and seeing that she was no harm. When she made eye contact with the girl ("Wow her eyes are beautiful") Santana gave her a genuine smile, and although she was still a little bit annoyed she didn't really want to be angry with someone she didn't know.

"Great. Well I'm sorry again. Have a good day." The other girl smiled as she tried to push herself backwards and get her skis away from Santana's snowboard.

Santana just smiled at her again and boarded off towards the lift, she was pretty much at the front now and a few minutes later was ascending the mountain casually. She had a great day on the slopes on her own, going up any lift she wanted, boarding down any run she wanted and even having a drinks break whenever she wanted. She even saw that blonde haired girl on a few of the easier slopes. She was definitely a beginner, it was kind of funny to watch. Santana sort of felt like she should give the girl a hand but what was she supposed do? She couldn't ski either.

At about half 4, when all the lifts were starting to close, Santana headed back to the chalet she and her family were staying in, it wasn't theirs but they were hiring from her dad's friend for the week. She put her boots and board into the locker room and grabbed a pair of slippers and headed up to the kitchen area to see what was going on. Her mom was there preparing dinner for the family.

"Ahh there you are mija, how was your day?"

"Yeah good." Santana mumbled in reply through her mouthful of biscuits.

"Don't fill up on those Santana, I'm making your favourite for dinner."

"Yes! You're making quesadilla?" Her mom nodded. "You're the best!" Santana said whilst leaning down to kiss her mom on the cheek. Yes she was taller than her mom, not by much though.

"What? Are you saying there's someone better than me?!" Her father, Carlos, exclaimed walking through the kitchen door.

Santana smiled and hugged him, "Well, have you made me quesadilla?"

"Nope but I have made you my special salsa," he winked. "Surely that takes me up the rankings?"

"Hmm that salsa is nice! Maybe you can be joint first with mom then."

"I can deal with that I suppose." He said as he kissed Santana and Maria on the cheek and went to tell the boys that dinner was almost ready. And Santana went to sit down at the table to wait for her mom's awesome quesadilla.

The majority of the conversations at the table were basically idle chat and her brothers trying to do stupid things to make the other one laugh when they had a mouthful of water.

"That's enough boys!" Maria said. "No way am I letting you miss so much snowboarding tomorrow, you have way too much energy for this time of night."

"Yes mom." Eduardo and Carlos Junior said simultaneously and monotonously but carried on doing what they were doing before.

"Anyway, how was your boarding today Santana? Anything fun happen?"

"Ehh not really," Santana thought back to the start of the day when that girl had crashed into the back of her and wasn't really sure if she could clarify that a fun or not.

"If you say so mija, I see these thoughts in you eyes. Did you meet any cute boys?"

Santana laughed and once again thought of that girl. "No mom, no cute boys. I'm too fast on my board for them anyway. Especially when you guys aren't holding me back."

Thanks for reading the first chapter, I will hopefully be updating soon. Sub if you enjoyed it! And review if you liked or disliked it, criticism welcome.

Rose :)