Santana is new in Lima, Oh and meets brittany.

Whom she falls in love with the first moment

she sees her:) Enjoy! Reviews please!

Never let go

Chapter 1

A week before my first day of school at Mckinley High and I feel as if there is a cloud of dread floating above my head. Lima, Ohio is not my type of scene. For one thing, it's small, but mostly it's just not home. I miss my home, I miss my room, and I miss my friends, well at least what's left of them. My dad took this job in Lima to get me out of Frisco. I didn't really argue knowing my mom doesn't like it when we fight. Our fights usually consist of constant yelling and after the last fight with my dad, I found my mom in tears. I couldn't do that to her again. Everything about the move felt rushed to be honest. It all moved too fast.

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Just like any other day me and my friend Brianna were joking around in class and making funny notes in Mr. Bruner's class.

Out of nowhere comes my dad marching through the door whispering something to Mr. Bruner. I wish I knew what he said.

Mr. Bruner nodded his head like they had some agreement and my dad motioned his finger telling me to come with him.

I got up without my things and he turns around and whispers, "bring your things too." I didn't dare say anything to him since we just had a huge fight a couple nights ago, the fight that brought my mom to tears.

We walked to the truck in silence. I could feel the anger coursing through my veins. I couldn't hold it in anymore. "What are we doing!...Why did you take me out of class like that?" I blurted out, confused and nervous.

"We're moving. I got a job offer in Ohio. I know this is really fast but it's for the best sweetie." He mumbles looking forward, not wanting to make eye contact with me.

"Wha….what?...Do i not get a say in any of this? This isn't fair at all dad! You just come pull me out of class and take me away from the life I've had for the past 17 years and just say "It's for the best that you got a job offer?" No I'm not falling for that at all. Tell me why we're really moving!"

Immediately after saying that, I realized why we were moving, the reason for the fight a couple nights ago, that night when everything was ruined, when my stupid careless actions changed my life forever.

"You know why. We're not talking about this again. We're leaving all this behind once we leave." I knew what he was talking about. I sat in silence just as he did. There was only one thing we had in common at this point. We didn't want to talk about it.

As we drove up to the house I could already see my mom packing stuff up in small boxes. They were really serious and that hurt even worse. Unfortunately my parents didn't let me go back to school from that day on.

In the next couple of days our mission was to get everything packed as fast as we could. My dad said we had to get there as soon as possible. They're short at their hospital and knowing my dad, he said we'd get there as fast as we could.

In two days we were on the plane headed to Lima, Ohio. Before we left I was able to sneak a quick text to a couple of my friends telling them I loved them and that I would miss them. My parents didn't let me say good-bye to anyone.

They'd strongly convinced themselves that my friends were a bad influence on me. I think just about every parent feels that way.

I was silent the whole trip. I pretended I was asleep most of the time. I couldn't look my parents in the face. They had crossed that line.

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I wasn't too nervous about school. I'm a feebly social girl and I can be shy at times. It depends on who I'm around. I was just wishing the first day of school would get here already. I couldn't bare another moment in the house with my mom constantly saying "mija, remember we're only doing this for your own good."

I took a lot of walks around the neighborhood just to get familiar in case I needed to walk anywhere. I found out the school was only a few blocks away from our house so I figured I could just walk. Everything seemed to be in walking distance around here which was a good thing considering I don't have a car.

The people in the neighborhood weren't too bad. They were friendly wherever I went, always waving with a nice "hello" when I would walk past them. I did see a lot of athletes which makes me believe that this town is all about sports.

I used to play soccer back in Frisco so I'm considering trying out for their team. I was never really good at it; I mostly did it just to hang out with my friends. It'd still be a good way for me to make friends and get a good work out.

The week flew by faster than I had hoped and I was happy to finally have a reason to get out of the house, especially since it's for eight hours.

I was woken by my mom telling me i had an hour to get ready and eat breakfast. Just when I was about to let go of my anger with the move, she landed in the dog house again. She knows good and well that i needs more than an hour to get ready.

I tried my best to take a fifteen minute shower and blow dry my hair as fast as I could, then going straight to my closet to pull out a pair of jeans and V-neck skin tight shirt.

Finally dressed and feeling decently confident, I was able to get ready with forty five minutes to spare. The nerves had already eaten at my insides to where I couldn't eat anything. My mom insisted that I eat but I wasn't going to force it.

Since it was still early I decided I would head over to the school and get to know my way around and not have my nose stuck in the school map all day.

I gave my mom the usual kiss on the cheek before I left, telling her I'd see her when I got out of school. I started to walk down the side walk and noticed a lot of the students drive cars, which is weird since everything is in walking distance.

I tried to take in the morning air and calm my nerves. As I was walking I noticed in my peripheral vision a blonde girl on the opposite side of the street. I turned my head further to the right and noticed this girl was wearing a cheerleading uniform with her hair in high ponytail and cute curls might I add.

She looked my way and I immediately looked forward keeping my pace. I didn't want to bring any attention to myself on my first day of school. Although I could've sworn I had seen her smile as I looked away.

In ten minutes I was able to get to the school. Of course I kept my eyes glued to the floor. After seeing that blonde look at me, I didn't want to risk making a fool of myself. She's probably stuck up just like every other cheerleader. At least that's the vibe I get from them.

I entered Mckinley High School in high hopes that I would have a good day or at least decent. I'm already nervous as it is and nervous mixed with a bad first day just makes a hell of a day.

The school was actually smaller than I thought it would be. But I'm very thankful for that because I'd be lost by now if it were a bigger school.

I couldn't help but notice blue slushy on the floor. Blueberry was the smell. When I looked up I noticed a boy in a wheel cheer soaked in the color blue.

After a few seconds I put two and two together and realized the blue slushy on the floor was from him. I guess he didn't know how to drink a slushy seeing as how he had it all over himself. I don't get it. It's not hard to drink a slushy, or any drink for that matter.

Even though this school was small I still had no idea where I was going. In the mean time I stood by a water fountain while I looked at the school map and figured out where my classes were.

"Hi." A soft voice spoke out. My head flipped up and I saw a blonde cheerleader smiling at me .

"Uh..uh…hi." I said softly. "I'm Quinn, are you new here?" She said. "Yeah, today is my first day." I squeaked out. "Oh? Do you need help?" She offered. My eyes just about bulged out.

I didn't expect her to be nice. She's a cheerleader. Aren't all cheerleaders supposed to be full of themselves and snotty? This girl wasn't. She was actually really nice.

"Umm…yeah sure…if you don't mind." I said smiling. With a smile in return she took the map and my schedule and circled where I needed to go.

"If you get lost just find me. I'm always somewhere in these hallways. Plus this school is small so it's not hard to find people here, in this town for that matter." She giggled as she scribbled random words on the map.

"Thanks. I really appreciate it….Quinn? Right?" I asked with a little embarrassment since I forgot her name so quick. "Yep that's my name. And don't wear it out." She jokingly said.

"I didn't get your name." She held out her hand, waiting for me to reveal my name and compliment her lonely hand in a friendly handshake.

"I'm Santana Lopez." I smiled as I shook the blonde's hand. "Well it was nice to meet you Santana. I'll see you in fourth period. We have Spanish together. Hope you have a good first day." With that, she turned half way around and gave a quick wave before she made her way down the hallway.

I walked into my first period class with five minutes to spare thanks to that Quinn girl. This was English with Miss. Holiday. Not one of my favorite subjects to be honest.

I found me an empty seat in the back. I was never much of a "front row" girl. I sat there as I watched the other students come in and take their seats one by one.

A few of the guys were wearing Leatherman jackets that said Mckinley. They were obnoxious football players. Thank god they sat far away from me. One of them had a flat Mohawk, his eyes went straight to me once he sat down.

I pretended to not know that he was looking at me. I couldn't help but feel a little flattered. I always do when I can catch someone's eye that fast. I looked up to see who else would come in the room.

Then she walked in. "The girl on the other side of the street." I thought to myself. I automatically felt the need to look down at my binder. But I couldn't tear my eyes apart. Everything went into slow motion at this point.

Her blonde hair in a high ponytail, flipping back and forth slowly with every step she took. She smiled at the loud football players who looked up at her very quick and went back to their conversation.

Her eyes were a beautiful ocean blue. And with that smile it just about made me melt. Then…..she looked my way, and smiled while finding a seat two chairs in front of me.

Of course I probably made a pathetic half smile mixed with "I'm a dumbass" look. I was just happy that i was sitting behind her and not in front of her. I couldn't have her behind me and see me do something stupid.

I couldn't focus on anything after that. The teacher started class without me even knowing. I moved my eyes her way to let her see that I was paying attention.

Before I knew it, forty minutes passed and the bell rang. I slowly packed my things up avoiding the position of being the last one out of the room. Once again, I didn't want to bring attention to myself.

"Umm you totally sat in my seat today." I heard a girl laugh out. I snapped my head up and was yet again met with those dreamy blue eyes. Smiling, she sat in the seat in front of me.

"O…oh…I'm sorry. I didn't know we had assigned seats. I'm kind of new here." I blabbed out while looking at her apologetically.

"I was just kidding, hahaha. I'm just giving you a hard time. I'm Brittany. What's your name?" She said as she got up from the seat.

I…I..i'm Santana….santana lopez." I barely managed to get out. I got up from my seat and flashed her my pearly white smile. Immediately she smiled at me and began walking giving me the hint to walk with her.

"So where are you from?" She asked politely. "I'm from San Francisco." I hated thinking of my home town or speaking of it. "Oh wow. You're far from home aren't you?" She said looking forward. "Yeah, but what can you do? Parents tend to have that power over you." I admitted.

"That's so true it's not even funny. Well it's kind of funny to me. I don't know why though." She admitted to me as she stopped by her locker. I laughed to myself at what she just said. I looked at the number of her locker and noticed mine was right next to hers.

Could things get any more nerve racking? Seriously! I'm already trying to calm myself while talking to this girl. I don't know why I'm so nervous. This never happens to me.

Brittany closed her locker and looked at me with a big smile. "What's your next class?" "Math." I mumbled as I looked at my schedule. "I like math. It's helped me count up to 20 since last year." She said with proud look on her face.

I started to laugh but then I realized she was being serious. She gave me a weird look, and then immediately returned to a smile.

"I have art class next." She squeaked out with excitement. "I guess I'll see you around miss Santana." She turned the other direction giving me the sweet scent of coconut from her hair as it whipped in the air. She turned her head around and waved back at me, and of course with my late reaction, i waved after she turned around.

I took another look at my map to make sure I was going the right way. Off to math it was. No one interesting caught my eye in class. I was more focused on the blonde beauty on the inside of my eyelids every time I closed my eyes nodding off to sleep.

Finally it's the last ring of the bell for the day and I'm ready to go home and gather my thoughts. The rest of my classes went suitably well. The Spanish teacher was pretty laid back. He seemed to be slightly close with a lot of the students.

Quinn and I had Spanish together although we didn't talk much. We managed to get a "hi" with a simple smile in, but that was about it. The teacher wanted to talk to me after class to make sure I was finding everything okay.

Quinn ended up leaving to lunch before I could catch up with her. The teacher wanted to know if I was going to join any sports or clubs. I told him I didn't know for sure yet but that i would think about it.

I walked alone to lunch and found the cafeteria easily enough. It was packed with a diverse amount of students. Everyone was in their own clicks such as Football players, hockey players, cheerleaders, computer geeks who were literally on laptops while eating.

I wasn't very hungry so I got an apple and a water to suffice me. From a far distance I was able to find an empty table outside under a draping tree which gave perfect shade. I walked towards the door and couldn't help but notice the beautiful face just several feet away from me.

This Brittany girl must've been caught up in her conversation because she didn't notice me when I walked past their table.

I didn't mind sitting alone for lunch. I was able think about stuff without being interrupted. I started doodling on my notebook which turned out to be some weird face I didn't recognize. I laughed at myself and scrunched up the paper and threw it in the trash.

As I went to sit back down, I saw a few cheerleaders walking out the cafeteria. Quinn was with them and so was Brittany. Quinn noticed me and waved with a smile. Brittany noticed Quinn waving and fixed her eyes on where Quinn was staring, noticing it was me.

She smiled and gave me a small wave. I waved back to both of them, but mainly to her. I couldn't help but smile as I looked away. They went the opposite way of me so I didn't have to bare smelling the milky scent of coconut while walking past me.

After lunch, I had P.E which was nice. They made us run around the football field and I always loved running. But it tired me out for the next class so I was relieved to finally be out of school.

As I was walking out the two big doors of Mckinley high I saw the cheerleaders to the right side dancing around and singing. I heard one voice in particular. It had to be her. I couldn't see well since they were all bunched together.

Once they broke apart, I saw a blonde ponytail bopping back and forth doing the dougie. I was so mesmerized by how smooth she danced, watching as her hips sway back and forth.

Of course at this point I knew it was Brittany. She turned around singing and dancing out loud, not giving a care in the world what anyone thought.

I had to tear myself away and keep walking. With all of the thoughts in my head, I made it home seemingly fast without even knowing it.

I walked into the house throwing my backpack by the coat hanger. "Santana mija…is that you?" My mom yelled out. "Yes mother! I'll be in my room. I'm really tired." I ran up the stairs and into my room.

I threw myself onto the bed and closed my eyes. Scenes of the day rushed through my head like a slideshow. Most of them were of Brittany. I felt creepy for even thinking about her. But I couldn't help myself.

Little did she know what she was doing to me. She was probably used to people being googly eyed over her.

I must have really stressed myself out today, before I knew it, I was asleep. I figured I would wake up in the middle of night since I went to bed at four, but I kept sleeping.

It was a good day and I couldn't complain. There was only one thing that really made my day seem like everything was going to be okay living here in Ohio. It was her, Brittany.

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