I've got a lot of hits or views (or what ever there called in Fan Fiction world) and I wasn't expecting that. I also wasn't expecting to enjoy writing so much and I don't kow how long it will last but if you guys like it I'll continue with this story as long as I can. So here's chapter two, I apologize for any mistakes. Also there is a little spanish in this chapter and I speak very little spanish so I had the help of google translater. You can find the english translations at the bottom of the chapter.
I could hear my door creak open and footsteps walk in my room before stopping at the side of my bed. I rolled over, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, to see my sister standing next to me hugging her stuffed bunny. "Mom told me to wake you up for breakfast." She turned and walked away before I could say anything. I sat up still sleepy, trying to get myself out of bed. My eyes snapped open, I had school today and that means I get to see that girl again. I leaped out of bed to get ready. I pulled my Cheerios uniform on then stood in front of the mirror fixing any flaws in my ponytail. I wanted it to be perfect.
When I got downstairs my mom had a plate of waffles waiting for me on the table. Without sitting down I grabbed one and stuffed it in my mouth. "Slow down Brittany, what's the hurry?" My mom said looking with a smile on her face. Covering my mouth so she couldn't see the chewed up waffle I told her "I want to get to school a bit early today, so let's hurry!" My mom looked at me with an eyebrow raised but she didn't question me. I think she stopped trying to figure out how my mind worked.
After my sister finished breakfast, my mom made me wait and not bother her; I hurried them both out to the car. I really wanted to get to school, but of course my mom took her time driving there. I think she was amused with my impatiens and excitement to get to school. Once she pulled into the parking lot I unbuckled and hurried to the front steps. Quinn was waiting for me today; I figured she was with Finn so I walked through the doors and straight to my locker.
As I approached my locker I saw her standing there wearing a Cheerios uniform. I didn't know she was a cheerleader. I decided the best thing to do was just to walk up and say hi and that's exactly what I did. She said hi back with out even taking her eyes on her locker. She seemed to do that a lot, Talk to people without making eye contact. "I didn't know you were on the Cheerios, I am too". "I can see that" she said eying my uniform. I could feel my face warm up as her eyes looked over my body. I hope she couldn't tell that I was blushing.
"If you're a cheerleader, how come you weren't at practice yesterday?" I slapped my palm to my forehead. I totally forgot; Coach Sylvester is going to be so mad. Just as I was about to say something Quinn walks up. "Where the hell were you yesterday, I tried texting you." Before I could even respond Quinn says "I see you've met Santana, our new cheer member." Her name's Santana; it's as pretty as she is. "Santana. That's a very pretty name." I don't think she was expecting the compliment because she looked at me kind of funny. "Yeah okay, when I've got to class. See you later Quinn." She said before walking off. "Yeah I've got to go to Brittany." She said with a smile before walking away too.
My first few classes were boring but when I got to English class I knew I'd get to talk to Quinn and I had a lot of questions for her about Santana. I sat down at the desk next to her. I couldn't even wait; I just blurted it out "So, that girl Santana, she seems nice." Quinn looked over to me "Well Hi to you too, and yeah I guess so." Her tone was different for the last part and not really in a good way. Quinn didn't like people she though of as a threat to her popularity. She was the kind of girl who wanted to be top dog at school.
Quinn didn't seem to be interested in talking about Santana which was disappointing but she did tell me that she was good but she was kind of mean. She had this whole idea that if she could become friends with Santana maybe she wouldn't get in the way of her big plans and even help her popularity. I don't know what Quinn's big plans were but if she and Santana were friends, maybe I could be her friend to. I smiled at my thoughts and Quinn looked at me kind of weird and asked if I was okay and I told her I was fine.
The bell rang and we went to lunch. Quinn and I were sitting at a table not enjoying our protein shakes when she spotted Santana and waved her over. I kind of choked on the drink partially because it was really nasty and partially because Santana was going to sit with us. She walked over and sat next to me and started talking to Quinn. They talked about cheer stuff and Quinn told her she could help her with some of the routines.
The whole time I was watching Santana, I guess she noticed because she stopped talking suddenly. "Do you always stare at people?" she did that thing again where she asked a question with out really asking it. I opened my mouth to say something but the bell rang. She just stood up to leave. "Do you want to walk to class together, our lockers are next to each other and we have the same class, so even if we didn't walk together we still kind of be walking together because we'd be going to the same place at the same time." She just stared at me again, why do people always do that when I say something? "Uhm, sure." I guess my rambling threw her off because she said yes. I smiled back.
I asked her how she liked Mickinley so far and being on the Cheerios. Her answers were short, like she didn't really want to be asked them. She sounded like me when my mom asked me about school. There was something about her that made me really want to get to know her but I needed a stick of dynamite to break through those walls she had.
We sat down in our seats next to each other. The bell rang and class started. Mr. Shue was standing in front o f the class "Hola clase." The class responded in unison "Hola Señor Shue." "Hoy vamos a practicar nuestros números en español." He walked from one side of the class to the other. "Brittany puede usted por favor recitar los números del uno al diez" My head shot towards him all I heard was my name. It's only the second day of school; I don't know how to speak Spanish. "Bretaña por favor" I started to panic. "Uno" I heard a whisper from next to me. I looked over and it was Santana, she was giving me the answers. I repeated each word after her until I did all ten. "Bien hecho Brittany, buen trabajo." With that he focused back on the whiteboard.
As we stood up to leave I leaned over to Santana and whispered thank you to her. She looked up from her book bag and smiled at me. It was warm and kind, different from her smiles I had seen earlier, I liked it. Without even thinking I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug. I could tell she wasn't expecting it, neither was I. I pulled myself off of her and apologized for the spontaneous hug. She just nudged me with her elbow "Come on, let's to our next class". There was that warm smile again.
When we got to our next class she went and sat with Puck and I in the back again but she did look over to me and give me a small smile before turning to the front of the class. What the heck did I do to get these lovely Santana smiles, I'm not complaining of course but what ever I was doing I needed to keep on doing it. This class was the same as last time; Puck was goofing off, Santana looked annoyed and I just watched. I wondered why she was hanging out with him if it didn't seem like she really liked him. Maybe she was like Quinn and she wanted to be popular too. Maybe that's why she wasn't so nice to me at first.
I had gone back to drawing in my notebook and I didn't realize the bell rang and that everyone was starting to leave until Santana walked over. "What's that, she pointed at the unicorn I had been coloring". I slammed my notebook shut. "Nothing." She looked at me with her eyebrows scrunched together "Okay well, I'll see you at cheer practice. You haven't forgotten again have you?" I shook my head no and with that she walked out. I gathered my things and stood up to leave too. I had a feeling this year was going to be pretty good with Santana around.
Spanish Translate: Hello class. Hello Mr. Shue. Today we will be practicing our numbers in Spanish. Brittany can you please recite numbers one through ten. Brittany please. Well done Brittany, good job.
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