Preface
"Mamá... tell me about mommy. About you and mommy."
Tell me about you and mommy. Those are the words that started it all. The reason I'm writing to you now. You see... it's not that you're too young to understand, that's not why I couldn't tell you everything when you asked me to tell you about mommy and I as I brushed through the long blonde waves in your hair that morning. See, I truly believe that nobody understands love more than you and her do. It's just that, well, I wasn't ready to tell you more than you already knew about her. She was beautiful, smart, and so strong, just like you mija, is all you know, still, at 7 years old. Turns out it's not that you're not ready, it's that I'm not.
By the time you get this baby girl, I'll be with her. Remember when I told you that if anything were to ever happen to mamá, to look in the colourful cabinet where I keep some of mommy's things? Well, this is what I was hoping you'd find. Because I never did tell you about mommy and I did I? The answer's been hidden, in here, for god knows how long. Just waiting to be opened by the little girl who was just curious about the mother she never got to meet.
So here it goes. The untold story you deserved to hear long ago, on that very morning you asked about mommy and I.
Chapter 1
It was fifth grade when I first saw her. I was in class, sitting next to Noah Puckerman and Josh McGraw, the two cutest boys in class. It wasn't an unsual scene, I was always surrounded by boys at school. I could safely say I was the prettiest girl in the room, that is, until Brittany arrived.
She was new. Mrs. S brought her in by the hand, smiling ear to ear.
"Kids, this is Brittany Susan Pierce. Your new classmate." The blonde bit her bottom lip and smiled, bringing her hand up into a small wave. The class remained silent, even I for once, was speechless. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
"Honey, you can take a seat.. there. In front of Miss Lopez." She gestured to the seat in front of me, and I watched as the beautiful girl nodded and walked slowly towards it. I looked up at her, my dark brown eyes meeting her bright blue ones, before she turned and sat down.
"Wow.." I supposedly said aloud, she turned her head slightly to look at me, and pressed her lips together to suppress a giggle. I looked away, turning to face Puck who was already preparing spit balls for the new kid.
Recess came shortly after. I was sitting on top of the monkey bars with Puck; the rest of the kids standing around us. Except for one. Brittany was swinging on the swings by herself across the playground.
"Santana? Santana!" He shook my shoulders, causing me to lose my balance and fall backwards to the sand. "Ouch! Crap! Puckerman!"
"Oops!" He jumped off the monkey bars and landed beside me, helping me up. "Sorry, I was just tryna get your attention. You keep staring at the hot new girl. Well, now that I think about it, I don't blame you." I stood up, glared at him, then punched him in the jaw without a thought.
"OW!" Noah's hand flew up to cup his jaw, rubbing it softly. "What was that for?!"
"Pushing me off the monkey bars," I looked over at the blonde on the swings who was watching the whole thing. "And calling the new kid hot. Which she isn't. I mean look at her." I made a face of disgust, and did the only thing I new how to do when I felt unsure of myself.
"Hey new kid!" I called, watching as Brittany continued to sit on the swing, kicking the sand. My face went red; she was ignoring me. Who did she think she is?
"Hey!" I called, walking towards her. "I'm talking to you." I said once I was standing in front of her. A group of kids had crowded around us, wanting to see the show.
"Hi." She smiled, a genuine, warm smile, and held out her hand. "I'm unicorn. You are?" I snorted, and Puck who had recently come up beside me, laughed.
"Unicorn? How old are you? 4?" The blonde shook her head.
"10."
"10 year olds dont refer to themselves as unicorn. Freakin' loser." Brittany pouted as the kids behind me chuckled.
"I am a unicorn..." I couldn't help but feel sorry for the angel-like girl sitting before me. She had such a beautiful innocence about her, something I've never seen before. It made my stomach do flips, something I had never felt before. It worried me, I didn't like feeling this unsure. I needed control. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the swing, causing her to fall to her knees in the sand.
"Ow!"
"You listen to me new kid," I got down on my knees so I was eye level with her. "You're in my school now. You can't go around calling yourself unicorn in my school. Do I make myself clear? From now on, prepare to do as I say. Unless you want to get the crap kicked out of you." The blonde just looked into my eyes, without saying a word. She didn't even frown, it was almost as if she could see right through me. I shoved her chest, causing her to fall onto her back, then got up and high fived Puckerman who was laughing away.
"Way to go Lopez, showin' the new kid who's boss." I smirked, looking down at the girl who had sat back up and was brushing the sand off her arms. Usually when I did this, I felt better inside. Like I had a sense of accomplishment. Not this time. The sense of accomplishment was replaced with a new feeling.. guilt? I brushed it off, walking away without another word.
