hey i just came up with this idea and though i would share it, i have lots of idea's, let me know if you want me to carry it on:) sorry its short the next update should be longer.
"Stupid fucking thing close!" snapped an angry Latina that sat and squirmed on top of a large suitcase.
"Mija language!" her mother scalded her. An older version of the restless Latina made her way into the room and her eye's widened as she looked around her daughter's room.
"Santana, we're going on holiday for 3 weeks not moving to another country forever!" he mom stated.
"Hah! Very funny mom" Santana replied with a sarcastic tone. "It's not even that much, three suitcases, only three." She explained while holding up three fingers in exaggeration. "Least you could do is let me take this since your forcing me to go on holiday with you and papi."
"Santana honey, you know me and your dad just want to spend time with our daughter before you leave for College in a couple of months." Her mother explained. Santana just huffed in response and finally manage to zip the final large black suitcase.
"COME ON WE NEED TO GO OR WE WILL MISS OUR FLIGHT" A loud voice spoke from downstairs. Santana and her mom both muttered along the lines of "okay just coming" and they both began to struggle with the heavy load the young Latina had packed. Finally dragging it to the front door Santana's dad took over and loaded them all in the boot of the car.
"You girls ready to get, what do you call it sweetie? 'Your tan on'" he spoke with his best impression of the fiery Latina. Santana's mom giggled and Santana just shook her head and slid into the backseat of the car.
"Mexico here we come!" her dad shouted. Santana continued shaking her head and slipped in her earphones and let sleep take over.
"BRITTY! You're not listening did you see how high we were! Planes are sooooo cool" a young blonde spoke exaggerating the so.
"I sure did and now we're in sunny Mexico, much better than back home in smelly New Jersey" The older blonde spoke and stuck her tongue acting silly with the smaller version of herself.
"Brittany you need to hurry up we're going to be late for the beach barbeque" a voice echoed through their apartment. The blonde women that stood at the bottom of the bed Brittany was unpacking on scoffed and said "Brittany hurry up, me and your dad and sister will meet you down there, okay?"
"Yeah mom whatever, I'll be super quick" Brittany replied with a smile. She picked up a pair of denim shorts and a white tank top and quickly changed, after she finished sorting her messy hair she looked in the mirror, put on a pair of red vans and was finally satisfied with her look. She grabbed her phone and walked out the door towards the smell of the burgers and sausages looming from the beach. After a few minutes of walking around she found her family who were sitting with three other people.
"Oh look who finally decided to show up" The man with ashy blonde hair with a beer in his hand spoke and winked at her sarcastically.
"Hah very funny dad" Brittany replied and sat down next to her sister across from this pretty, wait not pretty, beautiful girl. Brown eyes met Blue and they both felt this wave of electricity rush through them. Santana couldn't believe what she was seeing, the blonde girl that just sat across from her looked like she could be an angel. Santana cringed mentally at what she was thinking, an angel? Really Santana she thought to herself. The blonde smirked and the girl that had all the boys back home following her around everywhere was blushing. Yes Santana Lopez was blushing over a small smile that only one Brittany S Peirce could have produced. They both thought to their self this holiday might be alright after all.