Chapter Two - First Day of Middle School
Brittany woke up and looked at her alarm clock, it was 5:54, she still had six minutes. Usually she would try to go back to sleep, even if were just for a few minutes, because she loved sleeping. Today was different though, she couldn't go back to sleep even if she wanted too, it was the first day of middle school. She went to her dresser and pick out a pair of white shorts, they cut off right above her knees. She tried looking for the perfect shirt, and her mom came in to check on her. "Mom! Where's my light blue shirt with butterflies on it?" Brittany asked, hoping it was already done washing. Her mom smiled slightly, holding in a laugh, "You mean that one Brit-Brit?" Brittany looked at where her mom was pointing; there was the shirt, half hidden by the pile of other shirts she threw on the ground after trying them. Brittany let out a breath of relief, "Thank you mom, I love you!" She kissed her mom on the cheek before flinging on the shirt. Her mom suddenly in a rushed mood, grabbed her backpack and gave it to Brittany, "Now hurry! Have you seen the time? You might be late for the first day of school." Her mom kissed the top of her head as Brittany ran out of the house, and started a sprint towards the school, she had 10 minutes.
Santana woke up to her mom yelling in Spanish, "¡Santana! ¡Despierte! ¡El padre de le conducirá a la escuela!" She rubbed her eyes, looked at the clock, it was 6:45 and slumped out of her bed. Opening the box full of clothes she pick out a black skirt, and a red shirt. She put her new hoop earrings in and ran down stairs. Her dad was dressed in a fit suit and nodded at her, "Hurry, we only have ten minutes to stop by McDonalds and go to your school." Her dad handed her a small leather jacket. Santana's eyes scrunched up, "That's not mine.." Her dad grinned, "I bought it for your first day of school. Put it on, and go wait in the car!" Santana snickered and snatched the jacket as she muttered her thanks, on the way out. Her dad turned around and saw her mother glaring at him, "Why do you always buy her things? Angelo, You're our wasting money!" But Angelo just flashed one of his many grins at her, "Don't worry. Have a good day, okay?" He stared into her eyes until he caught her trying to force back a smile. After kissing her goodbye he turned around and walked to his car.
As soon as they pulled out of the garage Santana noticed a girl running past her house, down the street. Not thinking anything of it she leaned her head back, and let her eyes drop down. Her dad nudged her out of her , "Isn't that your friend, Brittany?" Santana paused for a second, then grinned. She started shouting at Brittany as the passed her, "Brittany! Are you running to school? Do you need a ride?"
Brittany glanced at the very familiar voice, and saw Santana waving at her from a bright red convertible. Brittany was still trying to catch her breath as they pulled to the curb. She finally nodded her head and accepted the offer, "If you wouldn't mind. I don't want to be late for school." She opened the car door and slid in the back seat. Santana glanced back at her, until returning back to her seat and putting her seat belt back on. Brittany looked at the back of Angelo's head, he had shaggy black hair that was cut off right above his shoulders. She saw the top of the suit and wondered what kind of job he had.
As Angelo got closer to the McDonalds he lowered the music at a red light. Santana punched her dad's shoulder playfully, "I'll have the usual, Papa." He turned back to face Brittany, "Did you already eat breakfast, you looked like you were in a hurry this morning." Brittany shrugged, "I don't eat breakfast that much, I'm fine." But, Angelo just softly shook his head, "Every kid that gets a ride from me, eats breakfast." Brittany smiled, "Thank you, sir. I'll just have what Santana's having." He started driving again, and pulled into the drive through.
Eating the breakfast burger and hash brown too quickly, Brittany spilled ketchup on her shirt
"No no no no no..." She muttered to herself trying desperately to wipe it off, but only smearing it wider. Santana turned back and saw the big red stain on the front of the shirt and Brittany's sad expression. She tugged her dad's sleeve violently, "Dad! We need to stop at a store real quick, Brittany spilled ketchup!" Brittany looked up, shocked, she tried to refuse. "I'm fine, really. I just will hide it with my books." Angelo tapped the steering wheel thinking about what to do, before making a sharp turn, just in time, to the last shop before they got to the neighborhood the school was in. It was a small boutique shop, and wasn't open yet. There was a lady in there setting up the counter, so they all knocked on the windows, trying to get her attention. She quickly noticed them but a stern look washed over her face as she shook her head, "No! I am closed! Read the sign! Come back in thirty minutes!" Before Angelo could argue with her at all, she closed the curtains, and he turned around the desperate girls, "I'm sorry girls. I tried."
Santana looked around, trying to find a way to help Brittany. Then she saw the restroom sign pointing to the back of the shop, the door to the bathrooms were outside of the shop! Santana grabbed Brittany's arm and shouted to her dad, "I have an idea, hold on dad!" After racing to the bathrooms with Brittany trailing behind her, Santana started to take off her shirt. "Here, you can wear mine, it matches your outfit fine." Brittany gave her a confused look, "Really?" Santana giggled a bit before urging her on, "Yeah! Hurry up!" After switching shirts, Santana zipped up her jacket, cover her stain as well as she could.
Brittany stared at Santana, shocked by her huge amount of kindness. Santana smirked, "My shirt totally looks good on you," she flipped the bottom, "even though it's a bit short." Brittany felt her cheeks start to flush, so she grabbed Santana's hand and dragged her back to the car. Angelo was leaned against the hood of the car, his concious was lost in a deep thought. Santana rolled her eyes, and yelled for her dad that they fixed the problem.
Angelo pulled up to the front of the school just as he got of the phone, "Okay girls, I just talked to the office, and you two are excused for being late. Now, go get to class!" Santana groaned and slid out of the car with a thump, Britanny jumped out and squealed as she ran around the car to walk with Santana. Angelo sighed of releif when Santana grabbed Brittany's hand and walked towards the entry. He was always worried that she would become an outcast again. At Lima Heights Adjacent she had almost no friends, and was always getting to fights, even though she was so little.
As soon as Santana and Brittany got inside of the school, Santana spun around and faced Brittany, "Let's skip first period." Brittany scrunched up her eyebrows, "First period?" Santana felt a faint grin appear across her face, "Yeah, didn't your school teach you the new schedules middle school's have?" Brittany lightly shook her head, but then her eyes widened, " I think I read it somewhere!" Santana laughed and took motioned for Brittany to follow her. "Okay, so we need to find someplace we can sit, without getting in trouble." Santana glanced around the hallways, and rooms she passed by. They finally found the lunch room, and decided to sit at one of the tables. A comfortable silence filled the air. Their breaths were faint whispers, blending in with the wind flowing through the windows.
Santana finally decided to break they silent communication, "How long have you been here?"
"About 2 minutes."
Santana chuckles softly, "I meant in this town."
"Oh! Well, I lived here since I was two.. And I'm twelve now, so..." Brittany counts the years with her fingers, "10 years!"
Santana smiled, "Good job!"
"Why are we here?" Brittany suddenly asked.
Santana looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"Why aren't we going to go to class? I mean, I love sitting with you because your pretty and funny, but shouldn't we go to class and learn and stuff?"
Santana lifted her eyebrow, "Class is for loosers. Sadly, we all have to go to it still. So, whenever you can skip without getting in trouble, you have to. If you want to be cool that is."
"Okay..." Brittany's eyebrows scrunched up as she tried to process all what Santana had just said. "Well, I'll do whatever you do!"
Santana grinned at the blonde sitting next to her. Her head was spinning with all the thoughts and emotions that she couln't exactly comprehend. She snapped back into reality when she heard Brittany's voice again.
"I have Preston."
"What?"
"Mrs. Preston, she's my teacher." Brittany waved a piece of paper that was filled with doodles around the word 'Ms Preston'.
Santana laughed, "It's MISS Preston. It means she's not married."
Brittany felt herself blush a bit, "Oh, thank you. You're really smart."
Santana began to stand up, "I know. Come on, let's find your class." She began to walk towards the door, when she felt Brittany's hand grab hers. Her natural reaction would've been to snatch her hand away and yell a bit, but she didn't mind this time, she didn't mind Brittany. As they past the doors, Brittany read every name that was bolted on the walls beside the doors. Santana just walked next to her, enjoying holding the girl's hand. They finally reached the door that had "PRESTON" bolted next to it. Santana spun, so that she faced Brittany, then she smiled slightly. "I'll see you?" Brittany pulled Santana in for a tight hug, while Santana stood there stiffly. Brittany let go, and skipped a couple of steps, "Of course!"
As Santana found her way to the office, she passed a few different bulletin boards on the walls. One was the athletic board, it had pictures of the different sport clubs the school had. Another one that caught her eye was the science board; it had inventions the kids had come up with posted on there, along with the past science fair winners. She smiled at this, imaging the ideas she could come up with. Then shook her head, she knew why kids at her old school teased her. She had to fight up that social ladder from the bottom, and that is not how she will start at this school. This time, she will be the top from the moment she enters the room (even though the stained shirt wasn't helping).
The principle was a middle aged white man in a tight suit,and he had his feet one the desk while he watched a foot ball game that was playing on the flat screen TV bolted on the wall. Santana walked in and asked about her teacher. He flippantly gave her the information, and turned back to the game. Santana rolled her eye's and muttered,"Douche." as she walked out. When she got to the hallway she opened up the note and read the sloppy hand writing: Room 214 Preston. Santana's face immediately lit up, and she jumped up and down a bit. After calming herself down, she walked towards her class.
Brittany walked in the door after saying bye to Santana, and the teacher checked that she was Brittany then told her to take a seat. She glanced around the room and saw two seats open; one was next to a tall scrawny boy, and the other next to a little boy with a mohawk, mohawk boy was sitting by a short blonde girl whose eye's lit up when she saw Brittany As Brittany walked towards the back of the room, the little blonde girl whispered into mohawk boy's ear. He frowned at her, but nodded and picked up his bag and walked over to the other boy's desk. Brittany sat by the girl and smiled, "Hey Quinn!" Quinn smirked, "Hey," she pointed at the boy sitting by mohawk boy, "you see the guy sitting by puck? His name is Finn. He's cute right?" Brittany looked over at him and didn't really think that he was attractive but decided to nod anyways. Quinn sighed, she remembered when getting a guy like him was a dream. Her dad had helped her though, now she looked how she wanted to.
The door opened, and everyone looked towards the entry to see who was coming in. Santana walked in with her head held high and a smile smile placed on it. The teacher looked at her papers on her desk, "Okay, you are Santana. Go ahead and take a seat now. There should be one open." Santana grinned when she noticed the seat was beside Brittany. She walked towards the desk, when the girl on the other side of her started to talk, "Hi, I'm tin-" Santana interrupted her, "Shut up Asian freak." The girl's eyes opened wide and she sat back. Santana rolled her eyes, and turned to Brittany who made her smile a bit. Brittany's face had the biggest grin on it. She looked like a kid who had just woke up on Christmas morning. Santana smiled, and nudged her shoulder, "Looks like I'm in the same lame class as you." Brittany ignored her insult to the class, and introduced Santana to Quinn. Quinn stared Santana down and softly shook her hand. They all spent the rest of the day with awkward small talk, and a tense air around them.
