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sooo... i wrote this story a few weeks ago and thought I'd post it. like i said in What I Didn't Know: I'm still new at this...so have mercy. pleeease review and tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: glee has never been and still is not mine. (I will not say will never be, cause i've made a lot of wishes on stars and eyelashes lately and at least one of them has to come true, right?^^)

Chapter 1

September 8th, 2008 – First day of high school

It was her first day of high school and she couldn't have been more nervous.

"Relax, honey! You're going to be just fine!" Teresa Lopez said in a calming voice.

"How would you know? Your first day of high school was when? Like a hundred years ago?" Santana didn't mean to talk back to her mum when she was being so supportive, but she couldn't help it. It had always been this way. When she got scared, she got defensive.

"Mija, I know you're nervous, but you're not going in alone, remember? You have Brittany after all!" and with that her mum turned around and finished packing Santana's lunch in a brown paper back like she had done all throughout middle school.

"MUM! I can't bring a packed lunch to school! I'm not a baby anymore! I'm in high school now! GOD!" Santana couldn't believe her mother. Was she trying to ruin her daughter's life? As if facing your first day of high school wasn't difficult enough without a mother as a destructive force!

"Dios Mia! Even high school girls have to eat, sweety!"

"Muhuuum!" Santana whined, stomping her foot on the kitchen floor and balling her hands into fists to underline the importance of this one, crucial mistake her mother was about to make, that could possibly destroy her entire existence for the next four years.

"No honey! Stop it! You're taking your lunch. I won't have any of that anorexia nonsense!" Santana rolled her eyes. It was so like her mother to totally overreact .

"I'm not gonna go barf my brains out, ma!" She tried to explain to the older Latina. But it was no use.

"No more! You're taking it! Basta! Now… get your jacket! We have to go. You don't want to be late on your first day, do you?" Santana saw that there was no point in arguing anymore because her mother had this certain expression on her face and when she had that expression you better not argue with her!

She sighed overdramatically to at least show her mum that she wasn't giving up without protest and then ran up to her room to get her jacket. Even after her mum's little pep talk there, she was still a bit nervous. Although admittedly not as much. Her mum had pointed out one important fact.

She wasn't going in alone. She did have Brittany after all. And as long as she had Brittany, it was gonna be just fine.

Sooo? what do you think? more? ... again i ask: please review^^ cause: review equals happy christy (that's me)