Santana looked around the cafeteria for the familiar faces she would hang out with. She began to think that she would have to eat alone for the day until she saw a blonde haired boy with big lips sitting next to Mercedes waving at her. She imediately walked to the table when she saw her brother clearing the table telling Sam to give her some room.
"Always the gantleman I see." She laughed. "Thanks."
"I was raised properly." Puck smiked.
"I swear if you two weren't related you'd make a good couple." Mercedes said.
"Sorry wheezy I don't swing that way." Santana said as Puck offered her a fist punch. "So why are the jocks here again?" She began to ask.
"Apperently someone misses Mercedes today." Kurt said.
"Whatever." Sam said as he kissed Mercedes cheek.
Santana began to take a bite from her sandwich when she felt something was off. She decided to shrug it off. She decided to zone out as her frieds started to have their own conversations. The jocks were talking about, well of course, football while Kurt and Mercedes talked about what they will sing this week in glee club. Half way through her sandwich she realized that her big mouth of a friend wasn't talking. And usually she would be sharing her plans about glee club. It wasn't that she didn't like Rachel it's just thay she gets carried away too much and becomes a machine gun. She finished her lunch and spoke up. "Where's Rachel?"
Kurt pointed to his side. She tilted her head and she saw Rachel texting furiously with her phone completely oblivious to her surroundings. She turned and raised an eyebrow at Mercedes. The darker girl shrugged.
"Probably texting Quinn." Mercedes said.
"Definitely Quinn. She has the power to make Berry shut up." Kurt chuckled.
"Excuse me, even though I may be too engrossed in texting Quinn I am still completely aware of my surroundings. Which means I am completely aware that you guys are talking about me." Rachel said as she slid her phone into her pocket. "Also it has come to my attention that you guys have chosen wonderful songs for glee but I must say that my song choice is of course, better. I mean who would bet Barbara Streisand?" With that the group of friends knew that Rachel Berry had come back down to earth.
"Whatever you say Rachel." Santana chuckled.
"Talking about glee also gave me a reason to ask you a question Santana." Rachel turned her attention to Santana. Oh, no here we go again. Santana thought.
"Why won't you join glee?"
"I don't know Berry. Not my thing I guess." Santana answered.
With that Mercedes an Kurt snorted which caused Puck and Sam to look at her too.
"Please all of us here know you like to sing." Kurt began.
Mercedes nodded her head. "Yeah, and we also know that you have a great voice don't deny because I know everyone in this table has heard you sing at least once. Earphones stuck into your head or hanging from your shirt kind of gives it away.?
Santana knew that what they said were true. She did love to sing but mostly she did it in her house, in the bathroom or in the car with Puck. She'd lie if she says that she's not good enough. She has no problem with the kids in the glee club, in fact she met them once at Sam's party. She liked them and they got along quite well. Except for one member, Brittany, yep that's the rreason why Santana didn't want to join glee club. She saw that the group of people were really close, almost like family. Meaning that if she joined the club she'd have to talk to the blue eyed blonde eventaully. And that was the case she'd been avoiding ever since 8th grade.
"I don't know really. I'll thinks about it." She said to the curious faces that were looking at her. Everybody sighed and knew that they couldn't get the latina to joined their club again. Everyone, except Puck who knew the real reason why.
The bell rang for last period and Santana sat at the back of the classroom. She was glad that her last subject was Spanish which made her have the time to relax and let her mind wonder of other things. She took out her notebook and pen and opened it from the back knowing that she would doodle later during the lesson. She too her earphones and passed it behind her ear before plugging it again into her ear and moved some of her hair in front of her shoulders to hide the wires that could be seen. She pulled out her iPod and scanned through her playlist looking for an upbeat song to keep her up through the whole class. She turned the volume low enough that nobody would know that she was listening but high enough for her taste.
Mr. Schuester came in an the room started to quiet down. He began to discuss the day's lesson. Santana laughed to herself when the teacher would sometimes teach terms wrong but she respected his effort. Once the teacher turned to write something on the board Santana pressed the play button of he iPod through her jeans. For years of always carrying her iPod around she had memorized the locations of all the buttons and can operate it while not looking. She started to doodle as the song began
Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And shes an actress (actress),
But she ain't got no need.
Shes got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.
T-t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth,
T-tell your boyfriend if he says hes got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him.
She started to silently tap her foot and drew random shapes.
She wants to touch me (Woah), X's on the back of your hands, She wants to touch me (Woah),
She wants to love me (Woah),
She'll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh),
Don't trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won't trust a ho,
Won't trust me.
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And your setlist (setlist),
You stole off the stage,
Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.
B-b-b-bruises cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is (best is),
No one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar.
She wants to love me (Woah),
She'll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh),
Don't trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won't trust a ho,
Won't trust me.
Santana turned her attention back to Mr. Schue when he discussed the day's assignment.
"So everybody can pick their own partner." He began. A couple of 'yes' and students asking if they wanted to be partners filled the room. Santana felt someone tap her shoulder but before she turned her head to she who the person was Mr. Schue spoke up.
"But," the teacher said and waited to have his students' attention back at him "Brittany and Santana are off limits. Those two will be each other's partner."
"What?" Santana said shocked. This couldn't be happening. Out of all the people why her?
Finn raised his hand. "Mr. Schue what's the point of picking partners? And why did you have to team up Santana an Brittany, we all know that they're like the smartest ones in the class."
"Yeah if they were partners they would end up having a super omega A plus." Another student said.
The teacer sighed and began to explain. "This is why I made them partners bacause all of you would be running to them and they would end up doing most of the work and that's not fair isn't it?" With that everybody accepted the fact that they would have to own the grade themselves.
That night Santana sat at desk thinking about what her they said during dinner.
"I heard you got partnered up with Brittany for Spanish." Puck said.
"Brittany Pierce?" Her mom asked.
"Yes, her." Santana sighed.
"Ah, I haven't seen her in a while. You guys used to be best of friends." Carmen said.
"Mami she lives next door." The younger girl replied.
"You know what I mean Santana."
"I heard she was a cheerleader at your school." Her papi stated.
Santana grunted in response.
Rafael sighed. "Tana it's not good to be mad at her."
"I'm not mad at her, I'm just avoiding her." she answered.
"You can't just avoid her too, she is our neighbor. Do ou even remember the reason why you started to avoid her?" Her papi said.
Santana thought about it for a moment. To be honest she doesn't know why anymore. She sighed. "No." She heard Puck chuckle and she turned to glare at him.
Her papi smiled at the answer. "There now go talk to her."
"Fine, I'll talk to her later."
Santana opened a drawer and took out her small white board and a marker. She lifted her head to look out her window into the window parallel to hers. She saw the blonde girl at her desk doing her homework. Well, here it goes. She wrote on the board and ripped a leaf off her notebook. She then threw it across the window into the blonde's room catching her attention. The blonde lifted her head and looked at Santana confused. Santana lifted the board so she could read what she wrote.
Hey
Brittany blinked and took out her own board and marker. Santana was surprised that Brittany kept her board but at the same time it made her smile a little. The blonde lifted her board.
Hi
Second chapter, what do you think? I'm glad you guys liked the beginning :]
The song used:
Don't Trust Me – 3oh!3