Hey guys! So I'm new to writing fanfiction. Trust me I've read a ton though. I thought I'd give it a try so here is my first story! Be nice with the criticism please, but feel free to tell me what you think and if you have any tips I'd love to hear them and remember to review!

Also, I don't own any of the characters, they belong to Fox and Ryan Murphy. Thanks!

"You've got be kidding me, the soccer season just ended and now you want me to give up my break to run track?" I asked Quinn.

"Come on, coach wants me to find new people to come run. We're losing two of our best runners after this year and he wants me to find new fast people to replace them."

"I don't see how this is my problem."

"It's your problem because you're my best friend and you know you want to help me get the captain spot for next year."

"But you know I hate running. I don't even like to run on the soccer field and I actually enjoy soccer."

"Please, just do me this favor for once. You'll get another letter and you know you want that third varsity letter."

She knows me too well. She knows if I already have soccer and softball since freshman year and if I get this letter then I'll have three as a sophomore and that's like super hard to do at Mckinley. Our school is kind of known for its awesome athletics in Ohio. No one really expects a small town like Lima to have one of the best soccer teams in the state. "Fine, I'll be at practice on Monday, but that was cheap bringing our friendship into it," I say laughing a little.

"Whatever, you know you love me. And seriously, thank you Santana. I know coach will be happy with me."

Quinn has been my best friend ever since sixth grade. When we went to middle school I was so nervous to try out for the soccer team. The coach was supposed to be like really mean, and my travel coach told me I would be fine, but I was still nervous. There were going to be girls that were in 8th grade! It seemed so old at the time and they were so much bigger. Anyways Quinn was in 7th grade at the time and when she saw how nervous I was at tryouts she started talking to me.

"Hey kid, why are you shaking so much?

"Too..nervous" I couldn't even get out a whole sentence. I swear I was going to pass out.

"Relax, a bunch of people graduated last year and we have a lot of open spots. Plus I saw you playing around with your friends before and you were really good. I'm sure you'll make it no problem."

"Thank I guess. I just feel really small next to all the older girls. I'm Santana Lopez by the way. You are?"

"Well Lopez, I'm Quinn Fabray. I'm in 7th grade."

"No way, you're Fabray? As in the youngest person to ever make captain?"

"That's me. Now you believe you're good enough to make my team?"

Ever since that day, we've been pretty inseparable. Our friendship only works because we're bitches to everyone except each other. Once I got past the whole, "I'm only in 6th grade" thing, I became a superstar on the soccer field which gave me popularity. Quinn and I ran the school and we are pretty much a bitch to anyone that isn't someone we're interested in. So, even though I gave her a hard time about running track with her, she knows I'd do anything for her, just like I know she'd do anything for me.

[Monday Morning]

I don't know why, but ever since I woke up this morning I can't shake this feeling that something really bad is going to happen today, or maybe something really good, I'm not sure. I do know that I don't like this feeling at all. But I have been lying in bed for 10 minutes now and this feeling just won't go away.

Maybe it's just because I always hated getting up when it was cold outside. My bed always just seemed so much warmer. But I crawled out of bed anyways and dragged myself into the shower. I hate going to school after soccer season ends, I have nothing to look forward to which just leaves me bored all day during my classes. Plus, we just had November break and that makes going back to school even worse. Today was going to be a very long day.

"Mija, please come down stairs before you're late for school," my mother yells upstairs to me.

"Coming Mami!" I yell back downstairs as I grab my purse. Quinn is supposed to be picking me up for school today. She just got her license over break and now she's like super excited to drive to school. When I get downstairs Quinn is already beeping, telling me she's there so I just hop in the car and we're off to school.

When we get to school, our friend Kurt is already by my locker waiting for us to get there. I'm not really sure why he's here so freaking early, but he for some reason seems to like school.

"Hey Kurt! How was your break?" Quinn asks him. I'm not really sure how Kurt fits in with Quinn and me but we've been friends with him since like forever. He grew up with Quinn and her parents never really liked him because he's gay and Quinn's parents are like ridiculously catholic. But Quinn sort of took Kurt under her wing to protect him from Karofsky and all the other bullies in Lima. When I became friends with Quinn, Kurt and I became really good friends too. We might even be closer than him and Quinn now.

"It was okay, but that's so not what I wanted to talk to you guys about. Have you heard about the transfers?"

Me and Quinn both look at each other and roll our eyes. He could not be any more dramatic. "No Kurt, we haven't," I answer.

"Well, Quinn I think you should take it upon yourself to show the new girls around. From what my sources tell me, both girls are super-hot and one of them is completely your type of girl."

Okay, so maybe that's how Kurt fits in with us so well. Quinn is gay, but she's not out at school. Like Kurt and I are the only people she has ever told, besides all of the girls she gets with. She's kind of a player but she only dates girls from different schools or towns. Her parents would completely flip if they ever found out.

"Kurt, come on you know I don't date girls that go to Mckinley, but there is no harm in admiring, so maybe I will offer my services," she winks and walks away. Kurt and I share a laugh because god knows what she's up to.

"So San, what's been up with you? We haven't hung out in a while. Any new guys you have your eyes on?" he asks me as we walk towards our first period class.

"Yeah I know, sorry! I was so busy during soccer season I didn't really hang out with anyone but the team. And you know I've been through all these Lima losers already. No one has caught anywhere near my attention lately."

"I feel your pain girl, but I need a guy and frankly so do you. You've been bitchier then usual and you know you're always bored without soccer."

"Well usually I would agree, but I've only been bitchy because Quinn is making me join the stupid track team. When did winter track even become a sport? It's too fucking cold outside to be running. Those people are all crazy."

Kurt just laughs at me as we sit down in Mr. Schue's Spanish class. As we sit down I realize that this stupid feeling in the pit of my stomach still hasn't gone away. I was a little distracted this morning with Quinn and Kurt, but now that I think about it, it's still there. Maybe I need to throw up or something. I have to stop reading this stupid Spanish book, it was just making my stomach hurt even more.

I looked up to the front of the classroom and I saw Quinn walk in the room with a girl I didn't recognize. I guess she did offer to show the new girls around. I couldn't see the girls face because her back was to me while she talked to Mr. Schue. Seems like she is probably in this class. She was tall, with really pretty blonde hair that fell just below her shoulders. You could definitely tell she is an athlete. I wonder what sport she plays. She seemed like someone I would get along with, although I'm curious to see if the rumors are true and she's as hot as everyone says, because Quinn and I are the hottest girls in school and no one is taking that from us.

I was expecting someone pretty, but what I was not expecting was to see the most gorgeous girl I have ever met. My stomach completely dropped the moment she turned around. She had a body to die for, and now I had no doubt that she was an athlete. Her legs were ridiculously long and the short skirt that she was wearing was doing an excellent job of showing them off, not that I'm complaining. Her complexion was fair, but it worked with her blonde hair and her blue eyes. Her eyes. They were an amazing color, probably the bluest eyes I have ever seen. I think that's my new favorite color. Wow was all I could say. She could totally have my title as hottest girl in the school.

"Class! I'm sure you've all heard about the new students that are in school today. This is Brittany Pierce. She'll be joining us today. Why don't you have a seat next to Santana and we'll begin class."

Oh great, today I chose to sit by myself. "Hi, I'm Brittany. I'm guessing you're Santana?" she says sitting down next to me.

Why am I freaking out. Okay, yes she's very pretty but I'm fucking Santana Lopez for crying out loud. I'm the HBIC at Mckinley, no one intimidates me….. even if she is completely stunning. NO! Concentrate. Shit, now I'm an idiot because I've been sitting here for a minute after she asked me a question.

"Oh, sorry! I swear I'm not like slow or anything, just got lost staring at Mr. Schue's freakish hair. That thing is distracting," she laughed. Okay that's good sign. "Yes, I'm Santana, welcome to Mckinley!"

"Thanks. You're school is definitely a lot different than Rachel and I's old school. I've always gone to private school so this is all new to me, not that public school is bad or anything just…new."

Wow she's cute when she rambles. Shut up Santana, this is so not what you should be thinking. "Okay, two questions. One, do you always talk that much? And two, who the hell is Rachel?"

"Sorry, no I don't usually talk a lot at all, but I'm just nervous. And Rachel is my best friend. She transferred to Mckinley with me."

"Oh, okay well that clears a few things up. Well how do you guys like Mckinley so far? I know it's not the most amazing school around, I certainly wouldn't want to transfer here."

"It's okay I guess. Like I said, just a little different than I'm used to. The schools a lot bigger than my last one. I've gotten lost like three times already and it's only first period."

"Well if you ever need someone to show you around you can always ask me. I'd be glad to give you the grand tour of this fabulous school." What the hell was that? I'm never nice to anyone, especially not someone that I met 5 minutes ago.

"Really? Because, I mean, you don't have to. I'm sure Rach will just help me figure it out."

"No really, I'd love to show you around."

"That'd be great!"

After that it was pretty much quiet between the two of us. But I kept looking sideways at her during class. All the rumors didn't do her justice. When Kurt said she was hot, he didn't explain just how hot she was. I mean, her eyes are insane. I can't stop looking at them. You know when you're staring at someone and then you turn away when they look at you? Well I never turned away. I physically couldn't bring myself to do it. I wanted to look at her eyes all day. Okay Lopez, focus. Just start reading Spanish or something.

"Hey, I don't have a textbook, can I just look on with you?" she whispers as she scoots closer to me.

Oh my god, her hair smells like vanilla and cinnamon and she is sitting ridiculously close. Her fricking thigh is brushing against mine. And my stomach still feels weird, but now it's a different kind of weird. It's almost like butterflies. But that doesn't make any sense. I'm officially taking something after class for this, my stomach could not feel any weirder today.

This is going to be a very long period.

A/N Hope you guys like the story so far. I think you know where I'm going with this, but tell me what you think and if I should continue. Review!