Reading so much fan fiction inspired me to write my own. This first chapter is mainly an introduction.
Santana was throwing the last of her clothes into her second suitcase when she heard her mother.
"Santana, we are leaving in twenty minutes!"
"I'm almost done, hold on!" Ugh, I should have done this earlier.
She quickly zips up her suitcase and uses her foot to slide it across the floor next to the other one. After doing a quick check through her room, she grabs her phone and makes her way down the stairs.
"Where are your bags?" her mother questions.
"By my door." where does she expect them to be?
Her mother gives her a confused look and after letting out a sigh, she explains she was expecting her father to go get them. Her mother just turns back to the counter to finish putting together her emergency kit while Santana makes her way outside.
"Santana!"
The Latina looks to the right to see where the familiar voice is coming from and quickly sees the stocky mo-hawked boy she calls her friend.
"Puck, what are you doing here?" she questions as he makes his way across her yard.
"What, I can't come to say goodbye before my best friend goes off for the whole summer?" he begins to smile as he reaches the Latina.
"Who knew you cared so much?" she smirks.
"Nah, I just wanted to make sure I can get in your house so I can throw crazy parties while you're gone!"
"I guess I'll have to make sure we don't leave the spare key lying around."
Puck looks behind Santana as she turns around and they are met with her fathers smiling face. Puck and Santana have been friends forever, and her parents have gotten used to Puck being around and soon began treating him like family.
"Morning Carlos." Puck greets.
"Nice to see you this morning. Santana we have to get going, go grab your bags while I head over and talk to the neighbor real quick."
Santana looks back at Puck as her father makes his way across the street.
"Make yourself useful and go get my bags."
Puck simply shakes his head before making his way into the house.
"Just being nice since you're leaving."
Santana takes a seat on the porch as Puck disappears into the house. She sits there for a few minutes before she sees her dad coming back across the street.
"All ready to go?"
"Yeah, as soon as Puck brings my bags out." she responds. He just smiles and looks up to notice his wife walking out of the door with Puck beside her, both with with full arms. He quickly steps forward to grab a few bags from his wife causing her to smile.
"Everything set?" she questions cheerfully.
"Throw these bags in the car, lock the door and we can be on our way!" her mother, father, and Puck make their way to the SUV while Santana stands up to quickly lock the door and follow behind the others.
"Ride home, Puck?" her mother questions.
"Course, Gloria." Puck assists Carlos in putting the rest of the bags into back and then piles into the car with the rest of them. The car is silent and they drive a few houses down and pull up to the curb in front of Puckerman house.
"Have a nice summer." Gloria says as Puck jumps out of the vehicle.
"Same to all of you."
"Don't get in too much trouble, Santana." he quickly adds before closing the door.
"Yeah, you too. Don't get thrown in jail!" they both smile as Puck makes his way into his house and Santana settles into her seat. Although she was excited to go on this trip, she was not anywhere near pleased that they had such a long drive to get there. Preparing for the long trip, she pulls out her phone, places her earphones in her ears, and closes her eyes while letting her head fall back into the chair. This better be worth it.
After sleeping on and off for the past few hours, Santana can't make herself sleep anymore and pauses her music.
"Finally awake?" her dad asks.
"Unfortunately." she mumble
"You'll love it. We'll be there before you know it." after letting out a sigh, she presses the button for her music to play and decides to send a text to her friend.
Santana: You should have come with me, this is so boring.
Quinn: Thought you weren't going to miss me? Just suck it up, ass-tana, you'll have a good time once you get there.
Santana: Whatever, call you later.
Even though she can't see her, she knows that Quinn most likely has a smile on her face. She lets a few minutes pass as she just sits there listening to music, before finally deciding to play some games on her phone. First up, Angry Birds.
Fourteen hours later they finally arrive to the resort. It's dark so she can't see much, but even though its not the Bahamas, she can tell it's nice. Her father tells them to wait in the car while he goes to check them in. After waiting for ten minutes, she finally sees her father walking back to the car. Finally.
"Room 300." he says as he passes a key card to both of the women.
"Wait, I don't get my own room?" I am NOT sharing a room with them.
"Uhm, no?" her mother responds in confusion.
"That's not gonna work." Santana hisses and her father sighs.
"Well how about this. Spend the night in our room, and if you still don't like it, we'll get another room for you tomorrow." Santana thinks this over as her mom gives her dad an "are you serious?" look.
"Fine." her father starts the car and pulls around to a close parking space. When they stop some staff members come over to help them with their bags. Santana grabs her small items and opens the door, and steps out, and gets ran into. What the fuck! She notices the little kid continue on past her and bends down to grab her stuff, letting quiet curses flow out of her mouth.
"Jackie, wait up!" she quickly looks up as she hears the voice.
"I'm so sorry, let me help you." the woman bends down and quickly starts grabbing the items off the ground. Being so dark, she can't make out much but she can tell she is tall.
"Whatever." she grabs her stuff from the tall woman and turns to follow her parents up the the room.
"Have a good night!"
Okay, so I hope it wasn't horrible. What do you think, should I continue?