Love Hurts
Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) Here is my very first teacher/student relationship story. I've only read, I think three FF on the subject, a Brittana, Quinntana, and even Pezberry. This FF was inspired by their kiss in my other story, WTHI, so if your a new reader, check it out if you want, and my other stories maybe? Of course there will be some angst, cause I'm sure a relationship as taboo as this would be hard. I will say this though, I am a hopeless romantic so yes, there will be angst, no, there won't be a lot, but possibly enough to make it realistic. I doubt any of the spanish will be accurate, I don't speak the language, so I'll be using Google. I wanted to do this pairing cause I thought it would be cute, and I've only read one other FF with these two as a couple. Though it is short, and takes after the Thanksgiving episode when Santana was Marely's mentor. So, I hope this doesn't suck, and that you all enjoy it(: R&R?
Chapter One: New Girl
Sitting in the passenger seat of the car and texting her best friend, Marley sighs, looking out the window. It's just her and her mother, Millie, she never knew her father, or she doesn't remember him. He left when she was just a baby, her mom says it was because they had never gotten along. The small Rose family is on yet another move. It's hard for the single mother to keep up with the bills on her own, so it's forced them to move more times than the average family. Millie always tells her daughter, 'home is where you make it.' Marley wants to believe that's true but, being in highschool doesn't make the moving any more easier. This year she's a senior, she knows what she wants to do once she's graduated, it's the getting there that isn't so easy. Her whole life Marley has done nothing but sing, problem is the only person that has actually heard her, was her mother. Marley has always been very shy, the only friend she's ever made was five moves ago. They keep in touch through Skype, texting and even call now and then. His name is Sam, he also had moved when she did to some small town in Ohio, where she now is moving to. So having someone there makes it less intimidating, though she's not looking forward to what Sam calls, a slushy facial. He's told her all about how the Cheerios and jocks like to throw slushy's on the new kids or geeks. Sam has had a few thrown his way before, being in the glee club, he said it's like getting a ice berg thrown at your face."We're almost there, the house is still small, but it's better than the last." Marley smiles with relief, the last house they rented had a horrible landlord, who never fixed a thing in the house. They had to call their friendly neighbor to do some repairs. Looking out the window, Marley hopes her senior year will be better than the previous ones. She's never had a boyfriend, well mostly because she's gay but she's never had a girlfriend either. She hasn't 'come out' to her mother yet, though she doesn't know why. She knows she would be ok with it, but saying it out loud to her makes her nervous and scared that maybe she won't. With never having a girlfriend, she's never even experienced her first kiss, Sam was nice enough to offer but Marley didn't feel right about it, it would've been like kissing a brother. She's had crushes before but, being the shy and quiet one she doesn't get noticed, she's usually the one sitting in the front of the room intently listening to the lesson, and keeping to herself. It's not that she does it on purpose, her personality just makes it hard to make new friends and is usually oblivious to the ones that do, she's accustomed to just having Sam. It was hard enough to come out of her shell with him, took months of going to the movies, the park and a lot of phone calls to get her to open up. They both met while exploring her; at the time new neighborhood, he was nice and charming with his impressions and made her laugh.
Millie pulls into the driveway of their new home, she was right its's small, but a step up from their last house. It's green with two floors, a two door garage and small front porch. Her phone vibrates in her hand getting a text from Sam, 'I'll be there to help you unpack soon=)' Marley smiles and texts an 'ok, thanks.' back. Sam has always been a gentlemen to herself and her mother, Millie. Her mom is a bit overweight and had been many jokes of her peers at school. She works in the school's cafeteria, so everyone always knew of her mother, they just didn't know she was her mother. Millie thought by keeping it a secret she was helping her, but Marley would never tell her she would still get slammed into school lockers. Marley helps open the U-Haul trailer and takes some boxes inside. The house looks just as nice inside, as the out, small, but nice. The living room is to the left with the stairs in front of the door, behind the living room is the kitchen and across the stairs to the right, is the dining room. Millie walks in next to her and looks around the house."Looks better in person, your room is the second door on the right. You even have your own bathroom." Marley smiles and pulls her mom in a side hug with the box under her arm."Cool, I'm gonna start taking my stuff up." Marley begins to make her way up stairs, when she turns back around."Oh, and Sam said he'll be over soon to help unpack."
"That's nice of him, tell him if he wants he can stay for diner." Marley nods then continues her way upstairs. Finding the door, she opens it and gasps in shock. Being such a small house she didn't expect her room to be so big, she sets the box down then looks around her new room. She crosses her arms with a hum and purses her lips."Mom?! Which one is your room?!" Marley hears her mother moving boxes downstairs."Across from yours, why?!" Marley goes across the hall and finds her mothers room to be smaller and shakes her head. She goes back down stairs and leans against the door way with a knowing smile. Millie senses her presence and looks up to her with a tired sigh."You gave me the master bedroom, didn't you?" Millie shrugs her shoulders with a 'you caught me' smile."You need room for your keyboard right?" Marley's eyes almost pop out of her head, in the last house her room was so small they had to keep her beloved keyboard in the attic, wrapped in a garbage bag."Are you serious? It's been awhile since I've played it." Millie smiles."I know, it's in the trailer if you want to set it up." Marley smiles and kisses her cheek then runs out the house. She so excited she didn't realize Sam was on his way to the front porch and runs into him."Hey, what's with the running?" Marley smile grows throwing her arms around Sam's neck."It's so good to see you, we'll in person. And I'm running to get my keyboard from the trailer, help me?" Sam nods and follows her to the small trailer, Marley finds her keyboard carefully placed and neatly wrapped on their couch. Sam grabs it while she takes the stand, then make their way into the house just as Millie comes out."Hey, Mrs. Rose it's been awhile, how are you?" Millie smiles and gives him a side hug."It has hasn't it? I'm good, lost ten pounds, how are your parents and the little ones?" Sam has a younger brother and sister, they both adore Marley and loved when she came to visit."Their good, Nathan is eleven and Kristen is nine now." Both Millie and Marley look at him in shock, their were so young last time they saw them."Wow, the time sure does fly by, huh? You should bring them over sometime, they were always fun to have around." Sam laughs to himself."You'll wanna take that back, trust me."
"Is Nathan giving you a hard time?" Sam scoffs with an eye roll."That's an understate of the century." Millie laughs as she makes we down the porch steps."He's becoming a man, give him time!" Sam follows Marley upstairs and in her room."Wow, it's big." Marley smiles then sets up the stand under the window, and next to the bathroom door."This seems like a good spot, can you?" Sam nods the. sets the keyboard on it's stand and unwraps it with a whistle."Roland, that's impressive, how did you score that?" Marley smiles and runs her fingers lightly over the keys."My mom saved up years of money, got it for my eighteenth birthday three months ago. I've always wanted one, a sweet old lady taught me how to play when I was little." Sam continued to help unpack until diner, most of Marley's things are in her room along with Millie's. The living room is fully unpacked as is the kitchen and almost the dining room. Marley's stuff are still in boxes expect of course her bed, but she figured she can do that tomorrow after school. Millie ordered a half plan, half pepperoni pizza, Sam had decided to stay with pizza being his favorite."Nervous for tomorrow?" Marley nods as she swallows her food."Very. I know you'll still be there but, I doubt we'll have every class together." Sam smiles as Millie rubs her back."Don't worry, I'll help you find your classes and all you have to do is stay away from Kitty Wilde, and you'll be fine."
"What about the jocks and Cheerios?" He shrugs his shoulders."Well she's on the Cheerios, and the jocks shouldn't bother you too much. Yeah, their mean to the new kids but their nothing compared to Kitty, trust me." Marley visibly gulps, what is it about this girl that can make her so horrible? After they finish, Marley and Sam help with the dishes before he leaves. She says goodnight to her mother and changes into some sleep clothes. Sitting on her bed she can't help but feel more nervous for school. No matter how many times they've moved, the first day at a new school never gets any easier. She's talked to Sam about the Glee club more, but he said they might not have it this year since the Spanish teacher retired. She wasn't one hundred percent sure she was going to join anyway, but the thought of it felt nice. She looks over to her keyboard and smiles, playing always helped her nerves a little. She sits on the bench Sam found in the back of the trailer and takes a deep breath then starts to play, Back to December, by Taylor Swift. There's no reason she plays the song other than she just likes it. Being a hopeless romantic herself, she's always been a fan of Taylor, she loves the idea of love. Having someone to cuddle with on cold days or just because she could, holding hands, kissing, the normal every teenage girl thinks about. Finishing the song she covers the keys with plastic, to protect it from dust, then climbs into bed.
The next morning her alarm goes off at six thirty sharp, Marley groans shutting it off then rubs the sleep from her eyes. It didn't take her very long to fall asleep, moving heavy objects around, and unpacking so many boxes helped. She brushes her teeth then jumps into the shower, after fifteen minutes of deciding what to wear, she chooses, a blue striped t-shirt, with white skinny jeans and a pair of her favorite brown Nollie military boots she got at a thrift store, where she buys most of her clothes. She grabs her bag then makes her way downstairs while texting Sam to let him know she's ready. Millie had asked Sam before he left to take Marley to school, not risking a chance for the kids to see them together. Marley greets her in the kitchen and makes herself a pop tart earning a glare from Millie."You know you should eat more than that, it's the most important meal of the day." Marley sighs hearing this plenty of times before."Yeah, I know, but Sam will be here soon, and I'm nervous." Marley says the last part quietly, looking down to her feet."I know you are, but having a full stomach will help." The pop tart pops out of the toaster shortly before the horn to Sam's car is heard."No time, gotta go." Marley takes her pop tart then gives her mom a quick kiss before running out the door. Sam waves with a friendly smile then opens the door for her."Hey, nice boots." Marley gives him a thumbs up, having her mouth full. Sam waves to Millie who is now standing at the door, then pulls out of the drive way."Being new you'll have to get your schedule from the main office, I'll show you where it is don't worry, I'm your lesbro, I won't leave ya hanging." Marley finishes her pop tart and San hands her a bottle of water."I know, thanks." When she and Sam first met, and after months of hanging out, he had asked Marley on a date and she had to tell him she was gay, it was the first time she said it out loud, and she wouldn't have told him if he didn't ask. It wasn't a big deal, when she told him he just smiled and said 'Awesome, I have a lesbro now!' Marley laughed and just shook her head. Him and a close cousin are the only ones that know. As they get closer to the school, Marley finds herself more nervous, which doesn't go unnoticed by Sam."What's going on in that head of yours?"
She takes a deep breath and looks to Sam."I won't get a slushy facial as soon as I walk in, will I?" Sam laughs making Marley blush."No, of course not, they need time to get the slushies first." Marley hits his shoulder with a glare making him giggle."Not funny, I'm so nervous, I think I feel sick." Sam rolls down the window earning another hit to the arm."What? I've earned this car, you will not be throwing up in it." Marley crosses her arm bitting the inside of her cheek as Sam pulls in the parking lot. Marley notices a lot of red letterman jackets walking around as Sam parks in the student parking section. He lightly hits her shoulder getting her attention."Don't worry so much, your a really pretty girl, maybe the football team will leave you alone." Marley never thought herself as pretty, just ok, average. She always thought if she was pretty she wouldn't still be a virgin, or least had her first kiss by now."I doubt it, but thanks for trying to make me feel better." As promised Sam shows Marley the main office and the secretary gives her schedule, then Sam pulls out his own."We have, English together, whoa your taking Spanish? Who's the teacher?" Marley shrugs her shoulders."Miss. Lopez." Sam hums as he tries to think of who it might be."I think she's new, never heard of the name before." He shows her where her locker is and finds it's three down from his own. Marley starts putting her new tablets and folders in her locker as Sam waits leaning against the one next to hers."Did your being extra clothes like I said?" Marley closes her eyes with a sigh."No, I forgot." He shrugs his shoulders."Oh well, like I said you probably won't get a slushy facial." She closes her locker than walks with Sam to her homeroom. They part ways once they reach it and Sam gives her a good luck. She stands in front of the door and takes a few deep breaths before walking in. Everyone's attention is turned to her and she can't help but feel like Sandy from 'Grease' She gives them a shy small smile and they all continue with their conversations. Marley takes a seat in the front next to a boy with Justin Bieber hair."Hey, I'm Ryder, what's your name?"
She hesitates."Marley, nice to meet you." He smiles with a giggle. "Like the dog?" She frowns nodding her head and he lightly nudges her arm."Hey, it's cool, I like that movie." She smiles back as the teacher walks in and takes attendants, then hands out all kinds of papers for their parent or guardian to sign, with one being for extra curricular activities. When the bell rings she quickly makes her way out the room, to avoid the few Cheerios. She notices Ryder following her and turns to him in question."What's up?"
"Just wanted to see if we have class together." She hands him her schedule and debates if now is a good time to tell him he doesn't have a chance."Nope, just Spanish, and that's at the end of the day. Too bad, but I'll see you later, and I'll save you a seat." He gives her schedule back then goes to his class. Marley sighs and just as she turns she bumps into someone causing her to drop all the papers."Watch where going!" She looks up to see a blonde cheerio and curses under her breath. The girl doesn't say anything else and just walks away leaving Marley to pick up the fallen papers. She hears the clicking of high heels but chooses to ignore it, thinking it could be another student. As she goes to grab her paper for extra activities, she notices an unfamiliar tan hand reaching for it as well. Looking up she is met with the most beautiful brown eyes she's ever seen. The women is wearing a pink suit dress with blue heels, she has long wavy dark hair, and full pink lips. The Latina smiles and hands her the paper."Thought you could use some help." Marley smiles back with a light blush."Thanks, I've been trying to avoid anyone in red but, I got lucky and literally ran right into one." The Latina places her hand on Marley's shoulder giving her chills up her spine."Don't let them get to you, ok?" She slowly nods her head."I'm new though, I'm still expecting my slushy facial." Marley sees the women frown but covers it with a small smile."I'm new too, well a new teacher. I'm very familiar with the school and unfortently the slushies." Marley wants to ask if she had gone to this school, and was a victim
to them too, when the bell rings."Your late, come with me and I'll write you a pass." She follows the women down the hall and into the Spanish room. Without even thinking, Marley smiles in recognition."So your Miss. Lopez?" The Latina smiles getting a pass out from her desk."Yeah, that would be me, why do you ask?" Marley bites her bottom lip. "I have class with you after lunch with my friend Sam. He said he didn't know who you were." Marley watches as she neatly writes down the time."What's your name?" Marley sighs hoping she doesn't get the Sam reaction as Ryder."M-Marley Rose."
The Latina snorts with a smile as she writes it down, making her blush."I know, I'm named after a dog." The women shakes her head handing her the small paper."No, I was thinking of Bob Marley actually. Could never think of you as a dog." Marley again blushes nodding her head."Just a black hippie?" The women laughs making Marley's heart flutter."I guess that's not any better, huh? Well, it's still a pretty name for a pretty girl." Marley's blush deepens making the Latina giggle."Thanks, I better get to class." The women nods taking her seat."See ya later, Marley." She gives her a shy wave and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. She sighs and is confused at how someone she his met make her feel so, flustered and possibly even more shy. Looking down at the late pass she notices how the words lean to the right, indicating the teacher is led handed. Marley loves how the Latina nearly wrote her name, looking at the time she looks to the clock realizing she better get to class. English is her first class, she runs to the door, then stops to catch her breath before walking inside. Again everyone asserts their attention to her, she feels her face heating up and clears her throat."Sorry I'm late, but I have a pass." She hands him the small pass, and he gestures for her to take a seat. Marley spots Sam in the back and smiles, taking the empty chair next to him."Your still dry." She looks at him confused and he laughs."I thought you were late cause of a slushy facial." Marley mouths an 'oh' then shakes her head."I ran into that Kitty girl, and Miss. Lopez helped me pick up the papers I dropped. She wrote the late pass."
"No way, you already met her? So what she like?" Marley smiles thinking about the Latina and blushes as Sam leans closer, he knows that look, he's seen it with the blue eyed girls previous crushes."She is very nice, and very pretty." Sam laughs leaning back in his chair and Marley crosses her arms defensively."What?" Sam looks to the teacher, oblivious to their conversation then holds his hand in front of his mouth, like his telling a secret."You have a teacher crush." Marley, still confused shakes her head."What do you mean?" He playfully rolls his eyes at his friends innocence."Dude, haven't you ever heard of girls crushing on their male teachers?" Again she shakes her head."Yeah, they have trouble paying attention in class, only day dreaming about kissing them, or just focusing on their ass." Marley slaps his shoulder with a glare."Sam Evans I would never think about Miss. Lopez like that. And I don't have a crush on her, she's just really nice and I like, nice teachers." He snorts shaking his head."What ever you say, but just know, if you need a wing man, I'm there for ya babe." Marley rolls her eyes when the bell rings, the friends part ways as they make their way to their next class. Walking down the hall, she thinks about her interaction with the Spanish teacher, and how easily she became shy and how her heart speeded up in her chest when she said her name. There is no possible way she can already have a crush on the teacher, they just met and stuff like this only happens to girls like Kitty, pretty girls, or girls in stupid rom com movies. She's so deep in her head she never remembered walking into her next class and sitting at one of the desks in the front row. The teacher is lecturing about what is to be expecting for the year, and respecting their books. She passes them out and says they must be covered, they only have so many and can't afford to get new ones.
As Marley listens to the teachers lecture, she feels someone nudge her elbow. A handsome, dark skinned boy smiles a her."Your new, right?" She nods with a polite smile."Names Jake Pukerman, womanizer of the senior class. Now I don't mind that a pretty girl like you sit by me but." He pauses looking behind them."My girlfriend doesn't care for it." Marley turns around, following his line of vision to none other than Kitty Wilde. The girl is glaring holes in the back of her head. Marley gulps knowing she ran out of luck, and will for sure be getting a slushy to the face now. She turns back to Jake with an apologetic smile."Sorry, normally I wouldn't sit next to someone like you, but I have a lot on my mind." He raises her eye brows in surprise."Someone like me? What's that supposed to mean?" Marley sighs cursing herself in her head, how could he not take it that way? "I'm so sorry, I just meant to sound rude. I'm sorry." He laughs."Your a strange girl, but I like it." He winks when the bell rings, looking at him confused as to what just happened she doesn't see Kitty coming up behind her. She purposely pumps into her shoulder and crosses her arms."Watch where your going." Marley sighs wishing she had the nerve to stand up to girls like Kitty as she leaves the room. She gathers her new book and takes it to her locker, and a boy with large hair and glasses walks up to her with a mic, and another boy behind him holding a camera."Word in the hallways is your the new girl, who has a thing for cheerleader Kitty's boyfriend, Jake." She's dumbfounded just having came from a class with the boy, word must really spread fast at McKinley high."No, I don't even know him. I just sat next to him in class; like five seconds ago." Before she has time to think, Marley feels something extremely cold and sticky on her face."I've come to learn that no one has slushied the new girl, so I thought I would take it upon my self to show you how things work. Also it's a warning to keep away from my boyfriend." Marley's eyes are starting to burn and wipes them off. She closes her locker and runs to the nearest restroom, only to find out it's the men's room and covers her eyes."Sorry." She hears laughter as she runs out into the ladies restroom. She splashes her face then dries it off before taking a wet piece of paper towel and tries to get it out of her shirt."Great, now I'll be sticky all day." Looking down she notices her white pants are now stained with red dye and groans."This is never going to come out." Giving up she throws the wet towel away and takes a deep breath, readying herself to face everyone with stained jeans and maybe a stained shirt. The halls are empty though and she wonders why she didn't hear the bell."I must really be out of it today." She runs to her next class and this time ignores the stares. The rest of the day she receives more books, has more people ask if she's new, and more glares from Kitty and her loyal cheerios.
Sam meets her at her locker and pats her back with sympathy."I see you got your first facial. Who did it, Karofsky?" Marley sighs then shakes her head, no."Kitty, apparently it was to show me; and I quote 'how things work' and to as a warning, stay away from her boyfriend." Sam snorts as Marley closes her locker then walks with her down the hall."No one here has good gaydar like me." She hits is shoulder as the approach the Spanish room and hits him again, this time harder."Owh, Mar, what's with the abuse?" She looks at him like a deer in head lights."I have Spanish next?" He looks between the room and Marley confused."Yeah, I know your schedule, what's the problem?" Marley's head is spinning she knows how the Latina makes her act and doesn't want Sam to be right about her so called, teacher crush. Sam smiles as different emotions flash through Marley's face."Your girl is in there, and your scared you'll embarrass yourself." She gasps hitting him again."No, but thanks for putting that in my head." He rubs his now; sore arm."I'm sorry, I was just teasing. Be yourself, your an awesome girl, she'll for sure like you. Then you'll fall madly in love and have lady babies." This time she punches him with a glare."Owh, ok, I'll stop. But just because I'm bigger than you, and a guy, doesn't mean I don't hurt." Marley snorts and catches said teacher looking at them."Oh god she's looking, what do I do?" Sam looks over, curious as to what the teacher looks like and gasps."Holly shit, Mar, you weren't kidding when you said she was pretty. That woman is fucking hot." She glares at him and again hits his him."Don't say that, and stop drooling over her." He smiles shaking his."Stop being so obvious, I know she's your girl, calm down." Not paying attention she sees the teacher now walking toward them."She's now walking this way, shit, I don't want her to see me like this." Sam snorts."I don't think you have a choice."
"Hey, Marley. I'm guessing that red dye on your jeans." She slowly nods."Who did it?" She looks to Sam for help, he shrugs and she starts to think if she told the teacher, it could possibly just get her more slushies, but then again, she has a feeling there coming either way."Kitty Wilde. She said something about how things work and her boyfriend." The Latina hums pursing her lips, and Marley can't help but stare."I think I have something that will help." She places her hand on Marley's back guiding her to the class room, then turns to Sam."You coming?" He shakes his head, pointing behind him."Unfortunately no, I don't have Spanish this semester, just wanted to make sure Marley got here ok." The teacher smiles then walks into the room, most students have gone in, but Marley notices no one seems to be paying attention. The spot on her back is tingling from the teachers touch and as much as she doesn't want it to, she can't stop herself from feeling it. The teacher opens her bottom draw, sits at her chair and pulls out a 'Tide to go' pen."It most likely won't work for large stains, but I don't think it'll hurt to try." She makes a move to wipe it on the girls pants but stops herself."You should do it, just go over it like scribbling on paper. It'll probably help if you sit down." Marley sees the teacher hasn't looked her in the eyes and wonders if she's ok. She takes a seat at the front and tires the pen, it starts to fade a little more, but washing it might get it out better."Ok, everyone quite down. Today we're just going to do introductions, ok? I'll start. Mi nombre es, señorita López, y si alguien me vuelve a preguntar si soy nuevo, no lo hacen." The teacher gets a few laughs then starts to call on people to introduce them selves. Marley sets the 'Tide to go' pen on her desk, and holds her breath waiting to be called on. She has always hated talking in front of the class, she hates the attention and gets nervous that she'll say the wrong answer and people will laugh. Which usually results in her not saying anything, looking stupid, and people laugh anyway."Marley, why don't you give it a try?"
She bites her bottom lip, looking around at everyone starring at her, then clears her throat."Soy Marley, y yo soy una persona mayor, uh and, um- I'm not sure how to say the rest." A jock snorts in his hand and a few girls behind her giggle. The teacher glares at them, and slams her hand on the desk."Enough." Her face softens and smiles towards Marley."Good job, Marley. We'll just have to work on that, huh?" Marley smiles back with a light blush, as the teacher winks. The bell rings and students start to quickly file out of the room, excited to return home. Marley throws her bag over her shoulder as the Latina gathers her things. She grabs the pen and shyly approaches the teachers desk."Miss. Lopez?" She looks up and smiles."Marley, what can I do for you?" She holds out the small pen smiling."Thanks for the pen, it kind of got the dye out. I'll my mom wash them when I get home." She smiles taking the pen, Marley gasps as their fingers graze, feeling the familiar tingle as she did earlier. The teacher's eyes bulge for a slight second then covers it with a smile."You welcome, I hope it comes out. Those are cute jeans, it would be a shame if they got ruined." Marley nods smiling."There my favorite." There's a short silence as Marley can't help but stare at the Latina's pump lips and the descending neck line of her white shirt, and the teacher breaks it with a giggle."I think your mother would be worried if you weren't home soon." She looks to her feet embarrassed and nods."Right, see you tomorrow, Miss. Lopez." She waves still giggling at the girls shyness."See ya." Marley leaves cursing herself for practically raping the teacher with her eyes. She was never the type of person to leer but, being so close to the Latina she couldn't help but notice her chest. She snorts thinking every horny, teenage boy did too then it got her thinking about a man Miss. Lopez probably has in her life. They get to kiss her, cuddle with her, and tell her everyday how beautiful she is. It makes her feel jealous, why can a stupid boy get to be with someone like Miss. Lopez while she is single and alone.
She stops right outside the cafeteria doors, does she really have a crush on her Spanish teacher? She just met her, how can that be possible? "I don't have a crush on her, I don't. A blind person can see how beautiful she is, and she was nice to help me, twice, I only like her cause she helped, that's all." She takes a deep breath and decides that's what it is, nothing less and nothing more."Marley, is that you?" She pokes her head in the door way, Millie is preparing some food for the next day's meal."Yeah, how was your day?" She sets her bag next to the table then sits on the stool across from her mother to help."Fine, heard a few whispers but, it was expected. And don't think I didn't notice your pants." She pauses looking at Marley as she avoids her gaze."What happened?" She shrugs."It was an accident, you know I can be clumsy sometimes." Millie hums not believing her, though Marley has tried to hide it in the past, mother knows best, and she knows kids like to pick on her daughter."I'll bleach them when we get home. Which will be soon, I'm almost done here." They both work in silence until their finished, Millie puts the food back in the freezer, then both walk out to the parking lot."How was your day? Did Sam show you around like her promised?" Marley hums as they get in the car."Yeah, it was fine. We only have one class together though, and lunch." She debates on talking about Miss. Lopez when Millie asks about Spanish."How is it, do you think it'll be hard? You know a few things but not much, I know you'd like to speak Spanish with Karla but she does also speak English." Karla is Marley's adopted cousin, she's the same age as her and both have always been close. They keep in touch through Skype since she's gotten sick, and was rushed to St. Jude's hospital in Tennessee. The girls haven't talked in a few weeks cause Karla has been feeling bad having just started chemo."I know that, but I want to learn the language. She taught me some words, but I want it to be a surprise for the next time we Skype."
Millie pulls in the drive way and sighs."Do you like it here? I know it's hard on you to be moving so much, but I don't think I ask as much I should." Marley rests her head on her shoulder."Yeah, I think I do. I mean it's only been a day but I met some nice people at school today. And I know what your thinking, I'm not just saying that to make you feel better, it's the truth." Millie smiles and kisses the top of her head."Ok, good. Now lets get those pants in the wash before they stain." As soon as Marley reaches her room she quickly takes off her shoes and jeans, then throws some sweat pants and a t-shirt on."Here mom!" She throws the jeans down the stairs landing on the floor. Millie sighs looking up at her with raised eye brows, and she smiles sympathetically."Sorry." She runs down the stairs and picks them up for her. Millie examines the jeans confused."It looks like someone tries to clean them already." Marley looks to her feet thinking about her beautiful Latina teacher."Yeah, my Spanish teacher let me use her 'Tide to go' pen. It didn't really work though, she was just trying to help." Millie sees her bashful smile and giggles."Ok, well that was nice of her. The dye should be easier to get out now, less scrubbing for me." Marley returns to her room and sees her phone lighting up from a text, and sighs seeing it's from Sam. She plops down on her bed and reads the message.'Hey, I didn't get to see you before I left. How was Spanish, did you get the slushy out of your jeans? -Sam.' She rolls her eyes, not understanding his need to put his name after all his texts. She tells him every time she already knows it's him.'Ok, we had to introduce ourselves and I didn't know how to say all of mine. But Miss. Lopez was nice about it. Mom has my jeans in the wash.' She sets her phone aside and sighs, then looks over to her keyboard. Thinking back if she had any homework, she debates if she has time to play, and comes up with nothing. She takes the plastic off then plays a little warm up, people close to Marley knows how much she loves classical music. Not so much to listen to all the time on her iPod, but just to play. Her favorite is Beethoven's, Fur Elise, it was one of the first songs she learned to play. She used to just play it so she didn't get rusty, but she grew to love the song. Getting to the crescendo, she hears her phone go off from yet another text from the boy. Marley sighs then reaches over for the phone.'I'm coming over, I want details.' She rolls her eyes.'Fine, but there isn't much to tell.' She assumes he won't get the text but sends it anyways, probably have already left after sending his message. She throws the phone back on the bed then puts the plastic back on the keyboard, losing hope of being able to finish the song. As she does, she can hear Sam talking with her mother downstairs, followed by him running up the steps."Ok, spill. I've been waiting forever to hear what happened with the hot Latina." Sam jumps on her bed and she rolls her eyes."First, don't call her that, and secondly, I high doubt you waited forever, not even close."
He just rolls his eyes and snaps his fingers. Marley groans sitting Indian style on the bench."Like I said, she was just really nice about me making an idiot of myself." Sam raises his eye brows in disbelief."Ok, fine. I was the last one out of class, and when I have the pen back." She pauses trying to find the right words."I don't know what happened, our fingers barely touched and my hand started to tingle. Her skin was super soft and the tingle feeling went all the way up my arm." Sam sat on the bed with a smug smile."See, I was right, you have a teacher crush." Marley rolls her eyes with a scoff."No, I don't. She's nice and helped me twice today, that's the only reason I like her." He gasps sitting up more."What do you mean twice? What happened the first time?" She shakes her head."I shouldn't have said anything!" She runs her hands down her face then crosses her arms, Sam is still starring at her smiling."Stop, looking at me like that, it's creeping me out."
"Marley, diner is ready!" Sam pumps his fist climbing off the bed, then wiggles his eye brows at Marley."How does your mom feel about you crushing on your teacher?" She gasps and throws a pillow at him."Sam! I don't have a crush!" He laughs as she chases him into the kitchen."No running kids, don't forget to wash your hands." Sam pumps Marley's shoulder at the sink, and Marley splashes him. They continue to fool around until they sit at the table, Millie says prayer then enjoy their meal as they discuss their day, and what they still have left to finish the house, with some boxes needing to be unpacked."I have to tell ya Sam, I was so relieved to find that you were attending the same school. You know I worry about my Marley, I'm glad she has you there." He smiles as Marley looks down at her plate, pushing around some food."I was too, I mean we don't have a lot of classes together but, I'll try my best to look for her."
"Thank you, Sam. That's very sweet of you. Marley, if your finished just put the left overs in a container, we don't waste food in our house. When your done, both of you wash the dishes, I'm going to finish unpacking the boxes in the bathroom." Millie excuses herself, Marley and Sam start on the dishes."Where's the containers?" She points to one of the cabinets above the sink."I hate leftovers, but if I don't eat them, I'm afraid she'll just make it again." Sam snorts helping her put the food in small Tupperware."My mom is the same way. Oh, I forgot my parents are going out this Friday, wanna babysit with me? They really wanna see you anyway, so." She smiles."Of course, you know how much I love those kids." They put the Tupperware in the fridge and start the dishes, with Sam cleaning and Marley drying and putting them away. Sam hands her the last plate and sighs leaning against the sink."When are you gonna tell her?" She looks to him in shock, not expecting the question. Drying the plate she shrugs."I don't know, I don't even know how to tell her. How do you start a conversation like that?" He rubs her back."I can't help you there, but I'm sure your mom won't disown you or something. She's totally awesome, give her some credit." She turns to him and sighs."I know that, but a small part of me is terrified that she won't be." He pulls her in a tight hug when Millie walks in."Did I interrupt something?" They step out of the embrace shaking their head no. "Your mother called, Sam. She sounded angry, I'm guessing she didn't know you were here." He shrugs looking guilty."She may have been still at work." Millie shakes her head."Go home, Sam." He laughs then hugs them both goodbye. Marley gets a yogurt from the fridge and some water, noticing Millie still watching her, she squints her eyes suspiciously."What?"
"Why doesn't that boy ask you out already? You would be a cute couple, and I think a girl your age needs a boyfriend." She internally rolls her eyes, so not wanting to have this conversation. Biting the inside of her cheek, she thinks now could be a good time to tell her."Mom, I- uh have to tell you something." She looks interested leaning against the counter."What is it, honey?" Marley takes a deep breath and looks to her feet."I'm uh, I like. umm I can't." She rolls her eyes in frustration then shakes her head, leaving the room."Never mind, I have homework!" she runs up the stairs and closes her door shut, then jumps on her bed, burying her face in her pillow and screams. Laying on her side and looking out the window, she notices the sun has gone down and it's just getting dark."Why can't I just tell her already? I was fine telling Sam, what makes mom any different?" She sighs and looks to her ceiling and her mind wonders off to a certain Latina. Deep down she knows Sam is right, she has a crush on her Spanish teacher, and she's in big trouble.
-Author's Note-
I have so many stories going on right now, but I realized since I started writing, I just can't seem to stop lol. I really like this one and wanted to get it up as soon as I finished the first chapter so, please let me know what you thought of it, and if I should continue. I'm not actually 100% set on the tittle, but that's all I could come up with, along with a few others, if you have any suggestions that would be awesome. This is my first story that isn't about Santana and Quinn, and I would hate to lose readers because of the pairing. I promise there will be more Quinntana in the future, but give this one a chance. I'll have a Quinn/Santana friendship so maybe that'll keep you reading. There isn't a lot of Santana in this chapter but, obviously there will be more. I have a link to Marley's boots but if it doesn't work, then don't worry about it. Review?
Santana says:'My name is, Miss Lopez, and if someone asks me again if I'm new, don't.'
Marley's boots:
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