Hey guys! First of all, thank you so much for the reviews, n for putting this on your favorites and on the alert thing x) I appreciate the love, seriously!

Okay so, last chapter we "saw" Santana moving to Lima, and she already encountered some people that she probably want to punch forever x) well except for lil Emily of course.

Ok, so chapter two's here and let's see how's the first day of school gonna work for Santana f****** Lopez ;)

Santana entered McKinley High with her scowl on, without even looking at anyone around her. She didn't look at people, well she did, but not THESE kind of people. They were inferior so they were the ones that needed to look at her.

First of all, she needed to find her locker. Carrying school stuff around was not her thing.

Santana approached a jock. They were always on the top of the social ladder so it was ok to talk with this guy.

"Hi"

"Hello yourself" the boy eyed the brunette.

"Yeah, eyes up here please" she pointed to her face "Can you tell me where this locker is?" Santana asked showing the paper sheet with her locker number on.

"Hey, no probz babe. I can take you there myself" smirks the jock.

"Alright then" Santana followed him.

They get to her locker and the boy just stares at her.

"Ok thanks but you can leave now"

"Oh come on, at least tell me your name"

" Listen Mohawk I got stuff to do"

"It's Puck, by the way. Listen, I know you're new here, cause damn I'd remember that b…face. So if you don't want to be slushied and being at the bottom of the social ladder like most kids here maybe you should hang out with people like me. I'm just sayin" he shrugs.

This so called Puck was really annoying and totally full of himself but she definitely didn't want to hang out in Loser Ville.

"Santana. Santana Lopez."

"Nice to meet you Santana. Hot name" he gives her another smirk.

"Yeah yeah. What did you meant by "being slushied"?" she asks quoting with her fingers.

"It's kinda like a tradition here. Losers like the AV kids, Glee kids, guys from the school band and stuff get to have a free slushie facial everyday. Just like that" Puck points to the end of the hallway where a group of cheerleaders were walking in their direction, each one of them with a slushie in their hands.

"What…" Santana was about to ask whata hell were they looking at but Puck interrupts her.

"Just watch…"

Everyone in the hall stopped doing whatever they were doing. All eyes were on the cheerleaders and their cups.

Everyone started leaving that hall as soon as the cheerleaders past by them. That meant they weren't the targets.

Apparently their target was already picked. They walk towards a small girl near her locker. She was dressed in a really odd way.

Santana recognized the girl. She was that midget that saw her shoplifting at the mall. "Well then… this should be fun" thought the tanned girl.

The cheerleaders stopped right in front of the girl that was now shaking in fear.

"Good morning RuPaul" said the blonde cheerleader that appeared to be the captain since everybody else was following her.

"H…hi Quinn…" almost whispered the short girl.

"Well, isn't such a sunny day today?" she said with a smooth voice looking over her shoulder getting a nod from her followers.

"Perfect for a cold drink, don't you think?" Quinn asked calmly

The short brunette looked down and just shook her head.

The cheerleader made a false shocked face and took a hand to her chest "That's so rude. We all got these drinks for you and you are saying "no"?"

The girl didn't answered.

"Well I think you need to learn better manners. Perhaps a cold shower might help you clear your mind" Quinn said with her still calm tone. "Ready ladies?"

And in less than 2 seconds the short girl was covered in red slushie. She just stood there with closed eyes and mouth open while the slushie was dripping all over the floor.

"Oh look at that… she got frozen" the cheerleader gave a small laugh followed by her puppets.

"Go wash yourself Man Hands. You're disgusting…" and the starts to walk down the hall again and for a moment giving a small glance in Santana's direction when she was passing by her locker.

"See? Don't want that happening to you right babe?" asked Puck

"First of all, don't call me "babe". And who were those?"

"The slushied girl is Rachel Berry and the cheerleader is Quinn Fabray. She the captain of the Cheerios and President of the Celibacy Club. I wouldn't be enemies with her if I were you"

"Hum…yeah thanks but I know how to handle myself. You can go now." Santana said giving him a bitchy smile.

"Alright… see you around" he winks and leaves.

"Quinn Fabray hum? Get ready to meet your challenge"

Santana's schedule sucked big time. Her first class was Spanish, like she needed Spanish… but anyways, she had to go.

After a while of searching she managed to find the right classroom.

She took a sit in the back where she could see everything that was going on.

"Hola classe. Me llamo William Schuester." The teacher introduces himself and writes his name on the blackboard.

"Cuál es tu nombre?" he points to a blonde cheerleader that Santana recognized has one of Quinn's followers.

She just stares at him with a blank expression for a few seconds and then answers "Burrito?"

Everyone in the class starts to laugh out loud even Santana.

"Oh my God…is she serious? What an idiot…"

"Ok ok guys, settle down. I was asking you: what's your name" he explains with a small smile.

"Oh…sorry. I'm Brittany" answers the blonde still a bit blushed from before.

Mr. Schue kept asking the students what was their names so they could get to know each other better.

He turns to Santana and asks her name.

"Santana Lopez" she answers looking straight to Quinn who was looking at her with that calm but at the same time dangerous expression.

Brittany, the blonde cheerleader who was sitting behind Quinn, gave her a small smile which only made Santana give her a scowl and an arched eyebrow in return.

She didn't trust these people. Eye for an eye…

The class finally ended for what it seemed 4 hours later. It was like time stopped in that freaking classroom.

Santana was gathering her stuff when she saw Quinn leaving with a very tall boy that appeared to be a jock too.

"If she's the captain, then he must be someone important on the field, like the quarterback or something"

After a long morning of classes it was lunch time.

Santana entered the cafeteria. It was a mess. All these loud people everywhere… "There's no way I'm going to sit with these people"

She made her way to the lunch line with her tray.

Santana couldn't help but stare at the boy in front of her, which she finally recognized.

"Well well, if it isn't the fabulous Drag Barbie" she says to the boy with a bitchy smile.

He turns around and his eyes widened "Oh God, it's you! The driver maniac!"

Santana gives him a small laugh "Driver maniac hum? Well maybe you should learn how to walk on the streets. Maybe you're not used to it cause you're probably riding your unicorn all day long"

"Oooohhhh" Santana looks to where all the commotion is coming from and see the jocks on the table nearby cheering of what she just said giving her extra bitchiness attitude towards the boy.

"Now please step aside cause I wantz to get my lunch on. Go outside and catch some butterflies ok pretty boy?"

He left without a word and one of the jocks got up and approached Santana.

"Hey, you wanna sit with us?"

The latina looked around for any other options but sitting with the jocks seemed acceptable.

"Sure, why not"

She followed the jock, now with her lunch on the tray and sat down.

"I'm Dave Karofsky." The jock introduced himself "apparently you already know Puck. This is Finn" he nods to the tall boy Santana saw with Quinn. He gives her a goofy smile. "This is Azimio. The Cheerios captain Quinn Fabray…"

"Fabray…"

"And the other blonde cheerleader is Brittany"

"Yeah… we have spanish together" said Santana making eye contact with Quinn.

"So, Santana" the captain of the Cheerios starts, putting emphasis on the brunette's name "I see you're new here…"

"Yeah"

"Where are you from?"

"California"

"I see. Why did you move into a such small town like Lima?"

"Ok so, is this 50 Questions About Me or something?" shoots the tanned girl.

But Quinn didn't even blinked. Just gave her a small smile "You're right. That was rude of me. My apologies"

They stare at each other for a few seconds only being interrupted by the other cheerleader

"So…can I play 50 Questions about me, too?"

Everyone on the table burst into laughs, except for Quinn which only shakes her head and Santana that just watches the expressions of the confused blonde.

"Jesus Brittany, how the hell did you get to HighSchool? I mean, damn girl haha" mocks Puck.

"In my car" Brittany answers making everyone laughing again.

"Puck that's enough" Quinn ordered automatically silencing the table and Puck giving her an apologetic look.

"Aha" Santana smiles triumphantly observing the way Puck was looking at Quinn "He likes her… but she's got a boyfriend. Interesting…"

By the end of the day Santana was walking through the parking lot when she hears a familiar voice calling her name. She turns around and sees Quinn followed by Brittany.

"Hi. So, you seem like an ok girl. I was wondering if you wanted to come watch our Cheerios practice. If you enjoyed it maybe I could ask Coach Sylvester to let you join the tryouts"

"Santana Lopez. A cheerleader? That could be interesting. And it would definitely help me getting more popular. But also would mean becoming one of Quinn's puppets. At least for a while. I'm not down with that… not just yet."

"Sorry Quinn but I'm not interested. Maybe next time?" she gives her a fake smile.

"You'd like it. We get to dance and become super popular!" says Brittany with enthusiasm.

"I don't think so blondie. Bye" she turns her back on them but manages to get a glance of their faces. Brittany's kind of disappointed look and Quinn's scowl. She wasn't used to a "no".

Santana enters her car, turns the ignition on and hits the gas "No one controls Santana Lopez. Not even you, "Saint Fabray". I'm gonna ownz you… Lima Heightz Style" she smirks.

So, what did you think? I know, poor Britts :/ but things will get better for her.

And what do you think of Santana? Too bitchy?

I know that you guys want Brittana, but this is just the beginning so please be patient. After all Brittana is kind of the point I'm writing this ;)

Alright so, please review and tell me your honest opinion ok? It's really important to me!

See ya on chapter 3!*xo