A/N: So for those of you who are/were reading my other two stories, I'm sry I have been really busy and well both are too sad to deal with right now.
So this story is not cannon at all. I'm so sick with the show right now, so this is off cannon a lot. I hope that you all like my take on things. Anyways I hope you enjoy and I have 10 days before I go home for break and I hope to pump out a chapter a day until I leave. Once gone I will not be posting so, I hope to get a ton out before then and maybe finish the story. Also, the rating will go up to M at some time, but I will let you know before hand.
Sorry I don't own GLEE if I did we would not need fanfiction.
Please let me know what you think.
Chapter one: Why
Here I sit. At LAX, waiting for my flight to Ohio, yeah I know lame. I have to leave my home in LA to go and live in Ohio. I don't want to go, but I have no choice. My name is Santana Lopez and my life sucks. My mom Maribel found out she had cancer a year ago, she fought so hard but didn't get better. She passed away six months ago. I have been living with my best friend Shay's house since then. Our moms were like best friends too. But, finally my mom's lawyers found my Dad and I have to leave LA to go live with him in Ohio, Lima Ohio that is.
I have never met him and have no desire too, but I guess I have too now. He is a surgeon. He came to LA for a conference 13 years ago and had a one night stand with my mom. When my mom became pregnant she sent him a letter, since then he has sent a check every month for my entire life. His wife never knew and neither did his son Noah. Noah is sixteen and is going to be a Junior at McKinley High School. He plays football and from what I have heard is good. His wife left him last week when he told her about me. All I can say is, if it was my choice none of this would have happened.
I'm fourteen and will be a freshman. Until my Mom got sick, I was a good girl. I never got in trouble and did everything I could to make her life easy. She worked so hard as a nurse, but also made sure she had time to spend with me. I love to sing and play volleyball. My Mom used the money my Dad would send for me to be able to play on the best teams, and have the best vocal coaches in LA. We struggled with money at times, and when she got sick, I wanted to stop playing and singing, but Mom would not let me.
A few hours later in Ohio…
"Dad, why is the hell do I need to be here? I don't care about her and if Mom would let me I would get the hell away from you and this dumb town!" Noah Puckerman yells at George. Noah or Puck as everyone called him is standing next to his Dad at the airport holding a sign saying, "Welcome, Santana Lopez" on it. Since his Dad told him and his Mom about his half-sister he has been nothing but mad.
"Puck, stop!" George Puckerman the older man, with salt and pepper hair, yells back at his son. "This is hard enough on all of us. You Mother showed her true colors last week when all she cared about was the money! Not you, not me, not our family but the money. Son I'm sorry okay, but please, be nice to your sister."
Puck turns to look at his father, "Whatever Dad. Trust me I saw your true colors too." Puck turns and walks out of the airport, leaving his Dad and sign behind.
Just then Santana comes down the escalator. George sees his daughter and slowly walks to the girl, who is searching around for him.
"Santana, Hi." George says, smiling at the girl. "Let me take your bag." George reaches out to grab her backpack which Santana hands over. The rest of her things where shipped to Ohio and are already waiting in her new room.
"Thanks." Santana says never looking up from the floor.
"No problem. Let's get you home." George says smiling at the girl.
"This will never be my home." Santana mutters under her breath. She doesn't think her Dad heard it but he did.
Dinner at the Puckerman house
Santana, George and Puck are sitting around the dinning room table eating dinner. Since the "thanks" at the airport Santana has not said a word, and neither has Puck.
"Okay guys, look," George starts. "I know neither of you are happy about this, but we are going to have to try and get along. You both start school tomorrow and Puck I expect you to drive your sister to school, show her to her classes and drive her home after both of your practices. Is that clear?"
Puck and Santana nod but don't say anything. The rest of dinner goes on with no words from anyone. After dinner, Santana takes her plate to the kitchen to put in the dishwasher. Puck follows her and does the same.
"Look, I'm sorry about your mom. I don't like that you are here, but it's whatever, I've got your back okay?" Puck says to her as he places his plate into the bottom rack.
"You know what, fuck you. I don't want to be and don't ever say anything about my mom again. You got me. You don't know crap about her. I'm working my ass off to get back to LA and my life. So fuck off Puckerman." Santana says with as much sass as she can.
First day
Puck pulls up to the school and puts his Red Ford F-150 pick-up truck into park. Santana doesn't say a word as she jump out of the truck, slings her backpack on and walks into the school. She is wearing black sweatpants and a little grey hoddie with Viking Volleyball proudly printed on the front. She grabs her gym bag before walking away from Puck and his truck.
"Santana wait. Let me show you to your locker and first class." Puck shouts after her. After Santana blew up at him in the kitchen the night before he realized that everything she has and has ever know she been taken from her. He knows has made it his mission to protect her.
Santana doesn't say anything but slows down and waits for him. As they enter the school, Santana keeps her head down and just follows her big brother. I hate this place. Everyone is looking at me. I know I look like crap, but I don't care.
Puck stopping and talking to her brings her out of her thoughts, "So here is your locker, and your first class is in that door." He says pointing across the hall to the open door. Puck looks up and see Mr. Shue walking down the hall. "Hey Mr. Shue."
"Hey Puck, welcome back." Shue says patting him on the back.
"Thanks. So Mr. Shue this is my half-sister Santana. Santana this is Mr. Shue he is the director of the New Directions, the Glee club here." Puck says.
"Hi Santana, I hope you join us. Auditions are during free periods all week." Mr. Shue starts but the bell rings before he can finish. "Well I have to go, see ya latter Puck, Santana."
First volleyball practice
Santana is sitting in the locker room, about to change into her practice stuff. Her day has not been that bad, Puck walked her to every class and everyone left her alone. She has not said much to anyone all day, and none of her classes seem too hard.
She unzips her bag and pulls out her plain black spandex and matching sports bra and her old teams practice shirt, saying Viking Volleyball. I going to miss my old team. I mean volleyball in LA is great and I know people in Ohio are not going to have the same skill level. I want to play in college and I know I'm only a Freshman but in LA, that's late to start playing. I've been playing club ball since I was 8.
"Hey, you must be Santana, Puck's sister?" A girl with blonde hair says as she walks up in black spandex and red sports bra.
Santana just nods at her.
"Cool, well I'm Quinn but you can call me Q. I have known your dork of a brother since preschool. What position are you going to try out for?" Quinn asks.
"Ummm Libero. You guys have that here right, I mean my old coach told me that volleyball is behind here, compared to LA." Santana says as she ties her laces on her shoes.
"Yea, we do. And that's great, we don't have one. Hurry up we don't want to be late." Q says before walking away. Before she walk out the door she turns back around and says, "Oh, and Santana don't judge before you step on the court. This is Ohio and there is not much to do, so we practice a lot. Bring it Bitch."
Santana sits there and sees red. How fucking dare she, oh it's on.
San walks into the gym and sees eleven other girls warming up. Then a tall blonde who she assume is the coach blows a whistle, "Lets got hot cheeks." All the girls run over and sit down, Santana joins them. San keeps her head down, not caring what anyone thinks of her.
"Okay ladies. So congrats you have all made the team." She claps her hands and so does everyone else. "So those of you who are Freshman, I'm Holy Holiday your coach. Now today I say we just Scrimmage, I want to see where you are all at."
Holy splits them up after asking their names and what position they would like to play. Santana gets in position into the middle back and prepares to receive serve from Quinn. An Asian girl, Tina is on her left and a very big girl Lauren is on her right. Seeing this Santana cheats a step to the right, knowing that Lauren is a target. Q bounces the ball twice before tossing it high and jump serving the ball right to Santana. Santana puts her hand together and passes a perfect ball to the setter spot where Kitty sets the ball outside to Marley. Marley tips the ball over and it's quickly passes to the setter on the other side, Quinn. Quinn sets the middle, who is the most beautiful person Santana has ever seen.
Wow. Why am I looking at her like that. But dang, that long blonde hair, and great blue eyes and those abs and legs that go for day. And this flawless blonde hits the ball right to Santana. Santana who was too busy watching the blonde gets hit right in the face with the ball.
"Oh My God, are you okay?" This blonde goddess says running over to San who is laying on her back holding her nose which is bleeding. "I'm so sorry." The blonde says bending down and grabbing San's hands bringing them back from her face. "Coach, she's bleeding. I'll take her to the nurse." Coach Holy nods at her.
Wow, she is touching me and taking care of me. I would say this is love at first spike….
A/N: Okay I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. I wanted to get to that point, you will get more detail as to people on the team in the next few chapters and all of their conections as they will be very different than the show. Please review and tell me what you think, or something that you want to see. I'll also try not to use to many technical terms and if I do and you don't know what it is please ask. From this chapter a libero is a player who can only play in the backrow, usually the best passer on the team.