Sooooooo...this is my first fanfiction and if all goes well I shall expand the amount I post on here and create some sort of schedule for regular updating. Please read and review. No flames. I'll be more fun as time goes on. I promise. So enjoy.
"Thank God! We're here!" shouted a voice.
"Oh come on. It wasn't that long of a drive. " replied another voice.
"Oh come on! California to Ohio! And driving? Super long any which way you look at It." said the first voice.
"Oh get out of the car. We've got to unpack." said the second voice. The sound of car doors being opened and slammed pierced through the quiet frosty morning air. Two bodies stood in front of the 5 story apartment complex. Both short in stature. One with layered wavy, dark brown, almost black hair and deep brown almond shaped eyes and full lips, the other with dyed black hair and round caramel eyes and pouty lips. Both are curvy and dressed similarly.
"Ready Marissa?" asked Kristina. Marissa was wearing dark wash jeans and a purple Metallica tee. She pulled her black Led Zeppelin hoodie tighter around herself, shuffling her black high top converse against the black top.
"As ready as I'll ever be I suppose." sighed Marissa. She glanced over at Kristina; she was wearing black skinny jeans, and a black tank top. Kristina was mirroring Marissa, tightly pulling her black leather jacket and shuffling her black boots. With one big deep breath, they both walked forward and entered the building. They took the stairs to the 4th floor and stood for a moment in front of their apartment, 4E. It was located at the end of the hall, a window at the end looking out over the city of Lima, Ohio. With a sigh, Kristina pulled out their apartment keys, handing one to Marissa before putting her key in the lock. She turned the doorknob and swung the door open. What they saw was their furniture placed in the middle of their living room and their boxes stacked and lining the wall.
"Looks like most of our stuff got here fine." Said Marissa brushing past Kristina, she put her purse and laptop down on the counter in the kitchen. It was modest, the standard kitchenette. It was located just off the left side of the living room. Its white linoleum floor needed to be mopped and the wood countertop needed to be wiped down, but it was nice none the less. Marissa plopped down on their black sofa pulling boxes toward her.
"I guess the Landlord opened the door for the movers when our stuff got here." Said Kristina finally walking in and deposited her stuff with Marissa's things. She looked around before heaving another sigh.
"Well, you keep organizing and putting stuff away. I'll go get the last of our stuff from the car." She received a "uh-huh" from Marissa who was already elbow deep in another box. Kristina grabbed the keys and disappeared down the hall. She returned ten minutes later carrying two boxes and a couple bags. Marissa had already gone through the boxes for the kitchen and put away the utensils and pots and pans.
"Uh….I could use a little help over here!" shouted Kristina from the doorway struggling to keep the stuff from falling. Marissa popped up from a box labeled "Kristina's Stuff" and jogged to Kristina. She took a box and two of three bags and deposited them on the couch, Kristina doing the same. Kristina huffed and plopped down on the remaining space on the couch. Marissa stood in front of her, hands on her hips.
"Clear off the couch and take a nap. You drove here while I was sleeping. It's your turn homie. I'll keep unpacking." Marissa said as Kristina let out a yawn. Kristina nodded and started moving the stuff from the couch as Marissa went back to the boxes. Kristina laid down and closed her eyes, instantly falling asleep. Marissa made swift work of the other boxes and even moved most of the furniture around. She'd have to wait 'till Kristina got up to make sure she liked the placement. She had already set her room up the way that she wanted and had left Kristina's things in her room to fix it as she saw fit. She started to feel hungry and having nothing in the fridge she grabbed Kristina's keys and jotted down a note. With that she closed the door behind her and headed to the car.
It took her no more than twenty minutes to find a grocery store. She got off and entered the store making a mental checklist of the things she and Kristina needed. She was so lost in her thoughts that she rammed her basket into someone.
"Ouch! Hey watch where you're—g-going?" Baby blue eyes locked with deep brown ones.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I was totally lost in my own mind!" said Marissa as she moved toward the guy in a wheelchair. Oh now she felt really guilty.
"Oh man! I really am sorry!" she continued to spout apologies as she inspected his chair and him for any damages. He just stared at her. He could hear her voice but didn't comprehend a single word. He simple stared at her, studying her face. If he admitted it to himself, he would say he was checking her out. She was breathtaking.
"Um….hello? Are you listening?" Marissa was waving her hand in front of his face when he came to.
"Uh…what? W-what where you saying?" he stuttered, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.
"I was asking if you were alright. I didn't find any damage but who knows? You might be damaged internally. It would be my luck." She sighed.
"No it's okay. I'm alright. Uh…my names Artie. Artie Abrams." he held out his hand.
"The names Marissa. Marissa Iglesias." She smiled and took his hand, shaking it playfully.
"Sorry about your chair. I kinda scuffed it." She said as she released his hand scratching the back of her neck bashfully.
"It's alright. It's seen worse days." He smiled reassuringly. She giggled and finally took the time to really look at him. He had short chocolate brown hair that he had swept to his right. He had some defined arms from what she could see. Must be the wheelchair. He wore a white, short-sleeved button-down shirt and black slacks. He had black overalls and black Vans.
"Love the overalls by the way. Totally cool." Marissa grinned as he seemed flustered by the complement.
"T-thanks. So….are you new here? I've never seen you around." She sighed.
"Yeah. I start at McKinley High tomorrow. Me and my home girl Kristina. We're from Southern California." she looked confused for a moment as Artie's face lit up with his smile.
"You're going to McKinley? I'm a junior. What are you?" his curiosity hard to contain.
"I'm actually a senior." She giggled as his smile dropped a little.
"Am I sensing some disappointment?" she smirked as his face flushed from embarrassment. He was about to defend himself when Taylor Swift's song Back to December's chorus emanated from Marissa's pocket. She quickly held up one finger to answer her phone.
"Bueno? What's up Kristina?" she waited a moment before answering.
"I'm still at the store." There was a pause before she answered again.
"What time is it now?" asked Marissa, absentmindedly twisting her left index finger in a loose curl. She gasped in surprise.
"WOW! I've been here almost thirty minutes?" she shouted and then looked around and muttered an apology in Artie's direction. He had winced when her voice suddenly got louder.
"I'll get everything. I'll be back in hour. Okay. Bye." She hung up the phone and looked at Artie.
"Sorry Artie. Got to go before the gurlie has a heart attack. She's hungry and so am I. See you at school?" she asked with a little more hope than intended.
"You bet." He smiled at her and she returned it gratefully before waving goodbye and wheeling her basket into an aisle. She got everything she needed and after paying for her purchases, she made her way to the car. She saw Artie getting put into his car and waved. He smiled and waved back. She deposited the groceries into the trunk of the car before getting in and driving back to the apartment.
When she pulled into their designated parking spot she pulled out her phone and hit her speed-dial for Kristina.
"Yo! Meg! Get yo butt out here and help me with the groceries!" There was an "About time!" before she heard the dial tone. She put her phone in her purse and gathered her things and popped the trunk. As she was grabbing bags Kristina showed up.
"What took you so long at the store? I was starting to think you were lost." Said Kristina as she grabbed the rest of the bags before slamming the trunk shut. Together they made their way back to their apartment.
"I got distracted." Shrugged Marissa, her head filled with those beautiful baby blues.
"Ooooohhhhh I've seen that look before. Who was he?" asked Kristina peeking at Marissa's face. Marissa's face split into a grin and a light blush dusted her olive skin.
"His name is Artie and he goes to McKinley." They had reached the door of their apartment and Kristina swung the door open. She gasped and smiled at Marissa and giggled.
"Is he cute?" she asked as she put the bags on the table, taking some from Marissa.
"Really cute! Very geek sheik!" Giggled Marissa, spinning in a circle. Kristina let out a laugh.
"Why do we always like the nerdy ones?" asked Kristina as she put away groceries.
"Well let's see shall we? Intelligent conversation, manners, sincere complements and they're pretty faithful. Plus we're both against friend-zoning our Ron Weasleys." Marissa grinned as Kristina laughed, almost dropping their cans on the floor. A knock sounded from their front door. Marissa and Kristina looked at each other before Kristina called out.
"Who is it?"
"It's Christian Rockwell, your landlord."
"Guess I better get that." Kristina scurried over to the door and quickly fixed her hair. She got a weird look from Marissa.
"What? We have to make a good first impression in case we need something or God forbid we need a little extra time for the rent." Marissa nodded her head in agreement and flashed her a thumbs up. Kristina opened the door to a tall rugged man in a t-shirt and jeans. He had short wavy hair and bright hazel eyes. He looked to be about 40, maybe his late 30's.
"You're one of my new tenants right?" He asked, the timbre in his voice seeming to reverberate down their spines. He was attractive. No doubt about it.
"Uh y-yeah. I'm Kristina and t-that's Marissa over there." Stuttered Kristina, a light blush dusting her fair skin. Marissa flashed a peace sign and added a "Yo!" before resuming her task of putting away the last of the groceries.
"I just wanted to meet you two and remind you that your rent is paid for the first two months. And that rent will be due on the first of every month." He smiled at the two.
"I live in apartment 1A with my son. Feel free to come see me if you need anything. I'll send my son if I'm busy. We handle all the repairs around here." He smiled again before waving.
"It was nice meeting you two. I have other business to attend to so I'll catch you later." He waved again before he disappeared down the stairs at the end of the hall. Kristina closed the door and locked eyes with Marissa.
"He was HOT!" Marissa started laughing.
"Indeed he was but now I'm thinking about his son! Think he passed on the Hotness gene?" Marissa stuck her tongue out before she smirked. She let out a dreamy sigh as her eyes glazed over. Kristina just rolled her eyes.
"We need to focus! I'll order pizza cause now I don't want to cook." Kristina grabbed her phone and the phone book.
The pizza arrived thirty minutes later. Kristina and Marissa had already gotten comfortable. They wouldn't have cable or internet for another day or so, so they popped in a movie and ate. The next morning they got ready for school and were out the door early. However, they got lost on their way to school and ended up being late for first period.
"Great. We should have taken that turn like I said Marissa." Said Kristina pointedly looking at her friend. They were walking side-by-side in an empty hallway at McKinley High. They were lost…again.
"Alright, alright. I heard you the first time." Grumbled Marissa as she looked through her purse.
"Any idea where we need to go?" asked Marissa looking around; she was looking for a sign to point them in the right direction. She caught sight of someone poking through a locker.
"Ask that person. I think it's a dude." said Marissa pointing at the guy and nudging Kristina with her shoulder. Kristina sighed before going to talk to the stranger.
"Um, excuse me? Can you tell me where the office is? We're new and we're kinda lost." She asked. The stranger stilled. He pulled out a few more books before closing his locker and turning to look at Kristina. Piercing Emerald eyes met caramel ones. Kristina was so lost in his eyes that she didn't hear him.
"Uh…hello?" He asked waving a hand in her face. She jumped a little as she broke out of her thoughts. She broke out in a blush that reached her ears. She couldn't help but stare at the floor, embarrassed of her absentmindedness.
"W-what'd you say?" she stuttered stealing glances in his direction. He was tall and fair-skinned with short blonde hair swept to the left. He was dressed in a simple t-shirt and ripped jeans. But oh did those cloths hug him in such a sinful fashion. Kristina looked away almost missing what he said next.
"I said go down this hall and turn left. It'll be on your right hand side. I'm Sam by the way. Sam Evans." He held out his hand and Kristina shook it tentatively. He had man hands. The kind she always liked. She quickly let go.
"Kristina. Kristina Infante."She was feeling shy. Before she could make herself more embarrassed Marissa popped in to save the day.
"Hi! I'm Marissa." She smiled and shook his hand. He returned her smile with one of his own.
"Nice to meet you." He said as he glanced at Kristina who had retreated behind her friend.
"Well I've got to go. Hope to see you around." He smiled again, glancing at Kristina before heading off in the other direction. Once he was out of earshot Marissa looked at Kristina questioningly, her left eyebrow quirked.
"Smooth. Real smooth. I know he was cute but damn. You should just ask him to take you now." She gestured around with her hand before poking Kristina.
"Oh give me a break! I wasn't prepared for him! He's gorgeous!" Her blush had faded back to just her cheeks. They began to walk, following the directions of the cute Sam Evans. When they reached the office they received their schedules and waited for a few minutes before meeting the principal in his office.
"Hello ladies. I am principal Figgins." He gestured to the seats in front of his desk and Kristina and Marissa took them gratefully.
"I'm happy to welcome you two to McKinley High." He continued to go over the rules and expectations of the school for them. Once he was finished he stood and gestured to the door. They were dismissed.
"Well, here goes Kristina. Our first day." They stepped out into the hallway to begin the year at a new school in a new place.