The halls of McKinley were almost at a stand-still as an unfamiliar face walked down their hallways. The boy's jaws were on the ground and girl's eyes couldn't stop rolling in circles. Some girls were constantly fighting the urge to turn their boyfriends away, while some only bit their tongues. With every click of her heels and bat of her thick eyelashes another person was pushed to their locker, not by something real but from the shock of the drop-dead gorgeous girl waltzing down the hall. Not during one second of this cat walk did she lose any confidence, the envy glares kept her feet moving. She stopped at locker 1475, which she had specially selected. It was her lucky number. She grabbed her items for first hour and headed to Spanish with…. Mr. Schuester.
Santana's POV
She was GORGEOUS! I was 100% and completely envious or whatever. Even though Puck and I never really had any "real" relationship it still made me feel like someone punched me in the gut when he stared her down earlier in the hallway. I felt "safe" I guess when she didn't walk into my first hour class. Puck was beside me to my left and my blonde sidekick Brittany to my right. I just exhaled a sigh of relief as Mr. Schue started writing down some confusing Spanish lesson plans on the white board. Why? Because that was normal, which made it seem like there was no new girl, nothing was different and Puck still thought I was the hottest girl at McKinley. I was on the Cheerios, maybe not captain but hey I was there. Let's see Miss Stilettos get to the top of our impossible pyramids. I just laughed to myself. Let's also see her belt out vocals like me… even though Rachel Berry (a chill went down my spine) was better, you get my point. The classroom door opened. My eyes slowly moved from a black pair of designer stilleto knee high boots to a barely there pleated black mini skirt to a loose fitting white off the shoulder top. Then a beautiful face that consisted of chocolate brown eyes and two rows of perfect, snow-white teeth and an envious smile that had every guy sighing. Then to a head of long, thick, almost black, softly curled locks that stayed flawless even when she flipped it behind her perfectly slim, bare shoulder. Mr. Schue, a TEACHER even seemed to be charmed by her beauty.
"Everybody this is our new student." Mr. Schue spoke almost as if directly to me, I mean I knew I was going crazy, but it seemed as though he was pointing out that no, nothing would be sane with her here and yes, she was prettier and potentially more talented than me.
She smiled and blinked her perfectly lined eyes. Mr. Schue continued, "Katherine Pierce"
This was a movie moment. Or Broadway? I could see her bowing at any moment and the class falling at her feet and throwing her red roses. But, no, her perfectly slim, tanned figure found its way to sit in the vacant seat next to Puck. Great.