Disclaimer: I don't own Glee :( Just borrowing characters and some story lines.
A/N: This is a Quinntana story! I wanted to write about what happened before the pilot but the story will most likely continue into Season 1. It is not completely canon because I will lose some of the story lines revolving these two characters. It will definitely be a long multi-chapter fic :)
As I walked through the halls of Belleview middle school with my newest bitch glare on my face, and I saw all the 6th graders run away in fear it felt great. I ruled this school with my two best friends Megan, or Mack to everyone else and Nick. I was only in 7th grade but even most of the 8th graders cowered in fear of my head bitch glare.
Mack and I said bye to nick as we left for the girls locker room to change for Gym. We walked in and everyone went silent and suddenly the floor became very interesting. This power we held over them was fun to have but it was scary how much control we actually had. No one dared to make eye contact or talk to us as we changed, as they did not want to get on the wrong side of Santana Lopez.
Our gym teacher, Coach Quigley was a pushover and let us popular kids do what we want in Gym. I am very athletic and run track for the school, so I am one of coach's favorite students. Gym is my favorite class, it is the one class where I get to be a bitch and make fun of the losers, without getting in any trouble.
Coach makes it easier for me today as she tells us we are playing Dodge ball. All the jocks, Mack and I are grinning at all the losers who are now shaking in fear. One boy even ran out of the hall screaming and Coach went after him. Since she was gone I took over and split up the group into popular kids and the losers. No one dared to stand against it and just walked to the back of the hall.
The game went quite quickly as all the losers were nearly out and most of us popular kids were still in. Nick through a ball that hit a geek right in the private parts which only left one tall girl with glasses still standing. All the jocks jeered insults like "Look its Lucy Caboosey still standing!" or "It's a wonder Caboosey isn't out because she's so fat!" I saw her eyes water as the insults kept coming; I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Wait, Santana Lopez doesn't feel sorry for anyone, especially some four eyed loser!
I heard a countdown and all the jocks threw the balls at her and multiple ones hit her in the face. She couldn't hold in the tears now, no matter how hard she tried. The bell rang and she ran out of class and down the hall. Coach came back to dismiss us and all the jocks were high-fiving and laughing as they walked to the locker rooms.
At lunch, Mack and I sat at the usual table with all the popular kids. We all laughed as David tripped up some loser and pushed him into his lunch. This was the way our school worked. All the popular kids made fun of the geeks by tripping them or throwing food in their faces. It was always this way and if you wanted to be on top, you had to be a bitch to all the losers.
"Hey Santana, are you coming or what?" Mack brought me out of my thoughts.
"Uh... Yeah sure, where are we going now?" I replied still recovering from my thoughts.
"It's Mr. Dunn's maths class, you idiot!" She looked at me like I was stupid.
"Oh right, I forgot. We better get going then, he's such a bitch when we are late." We both walked down the hall the Mr. Dunn's room seeing many of the losers getting their one o'clock locker slam.
The rest of the day was boring as hell, Mr. Dunn droned on about some algebraic equations and we took down notes. I don't get maths at all but I have to do good to impress my parents. As the final school bell rang I went to my locker by myself as Mack had track now after school. I wasn't really paying attention as I walked and I went straight into someone. My books dropped and I got really pissed as Coach didn't like it when I was late for practice.
"Watch where you're going, Loser!" I spat out angrily.
"Oh... I'm really sorry, please don't hurt me!" They pleaded.
I looked over and saw the girl 'Lucy Caboosey' from gym looking at the floor picking up my books. She was hurried but didn't once make eye contact. Her eyes were full of pain as she quickly handed me the books. There was a giant purple bruise on her cheek and her left eye was kind of swollen underneath her big glasses.
"Just watch where you are going next time." I said in a softer tone.
I figured she had enough torture from the jocks today as I looked at the big purple bruise on her face from Dodge ball. I did feel slightly bad about the nickname and everything, because it was me who said it to Nick one day and it sort of stuck. It wasn't really her fault, it was just the way this school worked, the jocks on top and the losers on the bottom. She was at the very bottom because she was even picked on by some of the other losers as well and that is just sad.
She actually looked at me for the first time with a shocked expression on her face, even if it was for just a second then she looked at the floor again. Her glasses were big and chunky but the eyes behind them could send you into a trance. A hazel colour that was more green than brown, with slight tinges of amber through them. The tears in her eyes as she got scared only enhanced their swirling colours.
"O-Okay." She stuttered out and turned around and went the other way and left me standing there in the now empty hall. I quickly rushed off to get ready for practice.
The encounter didn't cross my mind again during practice or as I walked to mi abuela's after. I walked into the house to find my parents already there waiting for me.
"Hi Mami and Papi, what are you doing back from work so early?" I asked curiously.
"Hi Mija, your Papi got some great news at work today, he got a transfer to be the head brain surgeon at Lima General Hospital and we are moving to Lima tomorrow! Isn't that great Mija?" she had a look on her face as if to say 'there is nothing you can do, we are moving just nod along'.
"Umm, that's great Papi, I'm happy for you." I managed to get it out as well as my perfected fake smile. Mami looked happy that I caught onto her look. Inside I was screaming at them for ruining my perfect life as the head bitch, for making me leave my two best friends and move to another city.
"Thank you Mija, your mother and I have already packed up the house except your room as we thought you might want time to do it yourself." Papi was always considerate of me as I was 'His perfect little girl'.
"We will be leaving in the morning, so you have tonight to pack and say goodbye to Megan and Nick." He continued.
"Okay Papi, I will text them both to come over at six, is that okay?" I asked thinking about how I was going to tell them I was leaving.
"Yes Mija, that's perfect." Mami smiled as we said goodbye to mi abuela and drove to our house for the last 18 hours or so.
Lima was only an hour away from my house so it wasn't like I was moving half way across the country or something, but it was the fact that I spent all that time building up my reputation as the most popular and prettiest girl in the school. How could my parents not see this? Oh yeah, that's because they only give me attention when I do something wrong like that B I got on Mr Dunn's test. Sure I got praised for winning the West Ohio under 13's championship race but everything I do else is expected from my parents.
As I started to pack my room, Mami came in with two boxes for things to throw out as "many of my things were for children and I was too old to be distracted by music and games". It seemed by her logic that all I would take with me were my clothes, school books and my running gear and awards. I was only turning thirteen later on this year and I had no life other than school and running track. Everything else was a 'distraction from my future'.
I managed to convince Mami to let me take my CD collection with me but everything else had to go. We were leaving in ten hours and I had said goodbye to Mack and Nick already because Papi wanted everything to go smoothly in the morning. I figured that if I went to sleep now I could pretend that this was all a dream and I would wake up tomorrow and start the break before the spring semester with Mack tomorrow.
A/N2: Thank you for reading this! Some reviews would be great to improve my writing! It would make my day, criticism is welcomed as it helps a lot. Any ideas for things you would like to see are also encouraged. Stick with me because the story will really start in the next two chapters!