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Hey guys, welcome to my second fanfic. If you already know me then Welcome back, if you don't well… hey, how u doin'? ;)

So this fic is about Santana moving to Lima, Ohio. She's going to start her sophomore year and since she's new at McKinley she doesn't know anyone.

It's a semi Au story but I hope you'll enjoy it!

Santana was lying down on her new lawn with her sunglasses on while the moving truck was being unloaded. She could help with some stuff like grabbing the small boxes and take them to her new room, but obviously she wouldn't.

"Santana would you mind getting up and maybe help a little?"

"No thanks pops, I'm fine."

Mr. Lopez was already used to his daughter's behavior. He knew she wasn't pleased with them moving but since he got a new job at the hospital in Lima she didn't get much saying in this. It was a great opportunity for him, he was going to be the new Chief of Medicine. That meant a great raise on his salary too and that pleased the Latina, a lot.

Still, moving to a place where she didn't knew anyone was pretty rough. She was the HBIC in her old high school even though she was only in 9th grade. That's Santana Lopez for you.

"Mom, I'm going for a walk" said Santana. She didn't asked for things, she just did them.

"But we need your help. Besides you haven't seen your new room yet!" Mrs. Lopez tries to be cheerful but there's no use.

"When I get back my room's gonna be in the same place as now so no problem there. And you guys don't need my help, that's what the moving guys are for. I'll see you later mami"

She read the sign on the sidewalk, apparently this place was called Lima Heights Adjacent. She walked down the street leaving that weird neighborhood. It wasn't crappy like she expected but it didn't looked like a welcoming place, it was some sort of badass neighborhood but without people shooting in the streets, and the houses were kinda pretty.

She arrived to another neighborhood. It was different from hers, it looked warm and peaceful like those neighborhoods you see in the movies.

Every lawn was green and perfect with sprinklers on and kids running around like crazy, running away from the water and coming back just to get wet anyways.

For moments Santana wished she was a kid to start running with those kids through the lawns, cause damn, it was freaking hot that day.

August was nearly coming to an end so school was about to start. She only got one week until being surrounded by lame people all day long. "Ugh, why life sucks so bad?" she thought.

She continued with her angry thoughts when something bumps into her legs.

"Ouch! Whata f…"

"Sorry! Did I hurt you?" said a voice coming from the ground.

Santana looked down and saw a little blonde girl in a pink swimsuit. She was still sitting on the ground due to her fall.

"I'm fine, just be more careful next time. I don't wantz to get bruises on my legs"

"Sorry" excused the girl getting up "I'll be more careful. You have awesome legs! My sister has amazing legs too, like they're super long! Just like the super models! When I grow up I'm going to be a super model!" the girl kept rambling but it was actually amusing the latina.

"So, what do you wanna be when you grew up?" asked the little blonde with excitement on her face.

"Probably Queen of the World"

The blonde's eyes widened "Wow! That is so cool! You're cool!"

The brunette gave her a little smile. "I know, but thanks. You're not so bad yourself."

"I'm Emily. Emily Pierce. What's your name?"

"Santana Lopez"

Emily gave her an enthusiastic hand shake "Oh my God, so are you related to Jennifer Lopez?"

Santana chuckled "Totally". The girl was hypnotized by the latina's awesomeness but Santana had wasted too much time talking to just one person, a 7 year old girl.

"Listen kiddo, I gotta get going. I'll see you around" she waved good bye and started walking down the street.

"Bye Santana! It was nice to meet you" yelled the girl.

This town was incredibly small, she was not used to places like these. After all she came from California.

She was getting tired and the hot sun was not helping, she wanted to see more of this place but without a car there was no way. She not the kind of girl that walks until getting all sweaty. Gross.

She turned around to go back home, it was almost 7 pm so her parents were probably finishing getting all the stuff unpacked.

She arrives to her new house. The truck's not there anymore and there are no more annoying neighbors standing at their doors watching the Lopez moving in.

She knocks on the door cause she didn't even remembered to get her own keys.

Her mom opens the door with a not so pleased face expression.

"Yes, may I help you?"

"Come on just let me in"

"Oh I'm sorry, do you live here? Because I don't recall any girl helping us out"

"I'm sorry ok?" (she wasn't sorry) "I'll help with the rest and I'll set the dinner table"

"Go unpack the boxes in your room. Hurry" Mrs. Lopez finally let the girl in.

"Where's my room?" asked Santana with her sorry tone now gone and her annoyed tone back on.

"Upstairs, second door on the left"

She climbed up the stairs and entered the second door on the left.

She was actually pleasantly surprised, the room was kinda of a mess but the wallpaper was black and the room itself wasn't small as she expected. It wasn't giant but it was just fine.

She unpacked all of her crap while listening to her ipod and singing along:

" I'm just a buffalo soldier in the heart of America,

Stolen from Africa, brought to America,

Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival,

Said he was a buffalo soldier win the war for America.

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy…" she felt her headphones being pulled and looked up.

"SANTANA! I called you like ten time already! Dios Mio you're going to be def someday! Dinner is ready, come on"

She got back down stairs with her mom and they all sit at the table eating dinner.

"So what do you think of your room?" asks Mr. Lopez

" It's ok. I like the color of the walls." Shrugs Santana.

"I knew you would like it" smiles her father " I chose that color before we moved in. I know this is not easy for you so I thought that it would be nicer if you had a cool room"

" I didn't said it was "cool"" she quotes with her fingers "I said it's ok… but thanks anyway"

"So did you meet someone new yet? Asked Mrs. Lopez

" Yeah, a girl"

"Oh, was she nice?"

"She was ok. She liked my legs"

Mrs. Lopez chocked on her food at this statement

"She what? Well that seems inappropriate"

"Mom, she's like 7 or something"

"Oh"

"What's her name?"

"Emily Pierce"

"Well, I'm sure tomorrow you'll meet new people. It would be nice if you made friends before school starts"

"Yeah dad, sure"

Dinner went slowly in the eyes of the latina, her parents were talking but she wasn't really listening.

"I feel tired, I think I'm gonna finish unpacking and going to sleep"

She said good bye to her parents and went upstairs.

After finishing setting her room straight she turned on her laptop. From what she was reading from her friends tweets they seemed to be having a great time. She got some tweets saying that they miss her and whatever. They weren't even real friends. They were more like some Jersey Shore phonies, except they were from California. They wouldn't miss her, now that the HBIC was gone they would follow someone else.

She sighed and closed the laptop. "This is gonna be a long year"

Morning came and she woke up to the smell of something delicious. Pancakes.

She showered and went down stairs.

"Morning mami"

"Good morning sweetie. Did you sleep ok?"

"Yeah. Where's dad?"

"He's at work"

"Already?"

"He's the Chief. He's going to spend lots of hours there"

"What about you? Where are you going?" asked the latina seeing that her mother had already her purse on her shoulder.

"I have to go to the office to set up my contract, but I only start tomorrow. I'll be back in a couple of hours"

"Ok, see ya"

Santana ate her breakfast and grabbed her car keys. Since her dad was a busy man he always tried to make his daughter happy, so he got her a brand new red convertible Corvette ZHZ.

She hit the town getting some curious looks. That was an expensive car and that wasn't seen much around the place.

She parked the car and entered the mall.

"Wow… this place has no fashion sense. At all."

After looking at some stores she actually find one with acceptable clothes. Although she forgot to bring daddy's credit card that didn't stop her bringing some new tank tops and a jacket. Yeah she shoplifts but who doesn't? She was only 16 anyways, who cares?

"I saw what you did, that's not a good thing you know?"

Santana hadn't saw the person who was talking with her but she already hated them.

"Mind your own business midget" scowls the brunette when she sees a short browned hair girl.

She had her hands on her hips and she was looking at Santana with a shocked look.

"Midget? How rude! I am not a midget if you must know and…"

"I don't care what you are, just go back at whatever you were doing and leave me be"

"Unbelievable! Some people are just…" the short girl kept rambling while walking away from Santana.

"God, how is this possible? So far the only normal person I've met was a freaking 7 year old. What place is this?" her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of some kick-ass sunglasses. "Now THAT, I must have. These old things are garbage"

She walked in the store and asked to try the sunglasses. They looked perfect on her.

"Excuse me for a moment miss, I'll be right back" excused the shop attendant

She was talking to some other client so Santana grabbed her old glasses and put them in the show case while the new ones were now on the top of her head.

"I'm gonna go, but I've put the sunglasses back on the case." Stated the latina

"Thank you miss, have a nice day" thanked the shop attendant quickly glancing at the show case before turning to the client again.

With her shopping done Santana decided to go home. There wasn't much to do in Lima, so she figured that she would spend the day in her new pool and getting her tan on.

She was driving home when she suddenly hit the brake. "HEY! WATCH OUT! How about looking both sides before crossing the road hum Mr. Ken?"

The boy she was yelling at indeed looked like Ken, or maybe Barbie. He was dressed in a very fashion way she'd give him that, but that porcelain face? God he was so gay.

"It's a crosswalk! You're supposed to stop! And I'm too fabulous to be Ken, but I'm fabulous enough to be Kurt" he said making a pose

"Oh jeez…" she steps on the gas and drives "Am I in insane town?"

The first week quickly came to an end and now school was about to start.

The annoying alarm clock woke up the latina receiving a punch in return. She growls against the pillow before getting in the shower and dressing up for school.

Looking in the mirror she grins and mentally hi5's herself for how hot and awesome she is. "That school's going dzow."

She arrives at McKinley with all the attention focus on her. Her parking skills are not too shabby, she pulls the handbrake making the car slide sideways fitting perfectly on the spot.

Holding her bagpack she gets out of the car getting some whistles from some jocks.

Santana walks to the entrance. "Bitchy face: check. Hotness: check. Getting all the attention in 5 seconds: check."

"This is it. McKinley, get ready for your new HBIC"

Ok so maybe this was kinda boring but it's just the 1st chapter. Like introduction and stuff. Things will get more interesting on chapter 2 I promise.

I hope u guys liked it, and don't forget to review! ;D

p.s- for those who are reading my other fic, the next chapter should be up in a few days, so don't worry, it's coming I promise! :)