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Chapter 2
I look up as I feel someone tapping on my shoulder. It's Brittany. I look on my watch only to see that the period is already over for like five minutes. Damn, did she see that I was staring at her? Hopefully not.
"H-Hey. D-Do you want me to show you the sch-school?" I stutter out. Why am I nervous? I'm Santana freaking Lopez, I'm not nervous about talking to anyone.
"Yeah that would be cool." She smiles. Gosh, her smile is beautiful.
"Then let's go."
The rest of the day goes smoothly. After School I have cheerios practice and book club.
Brittany asked if she can join me and honestly, I hoped that she would ask.
"You don't really look like you would joining a book club honestly." She says shyly smiling as we walk down the hall to reach the library.
"I know, but I kind of like it to read." I say. Of course that's not the case, I hate books and there are only nerds. But I can't tell her the real reason, that I just want to be at home the least as possible. That I want to see him the least possible.
"I do to." She says. " May I ask you something?" I simply nod. "I heard you were pretty good in Spanish, so I just wanted to ask if you could tutor me? You don't have to when you don't have time for that or something, but I really could need help since I'm new here and not on the same level as the rest of the class." Could that even get better? I would love to spend time with her, but didn't want to ask since this is the first day I know her.
"I would love to, Brittany. I'm fluent in Spanish so that shouldn't be a problem." I try to hide my big smile but I don't think it works very well. " How's tomorrow after school? I don't have anything then." "That's fine. Thank you so much." She squeals and hugs me. Ouch, that hurts. I almost forgot about my injuries but now I see everything again. Him. Me. Yesterday evening.
As Brittany pulls away I breathe heavily.
"Is everything okay? You look kind of pale." She asks gently with a hint of worry in her voice.
"I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy." I can tell that she don't believes me, but she doesn't say anything.