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I was starting to get the hang of things here. Even though class are still total boredom, there are entertaining things to do too. I join some sports club so I could enjoy at least. I love sports and I love that I'm very good at it.
Boys' and girls' attentions to me were of course building. When I joined a certain sport they would eventually come up to me and praise me after I tried out. I was no sucker so I brush some compliments off and mumbled thanks to others just to be polite.
But my superiors called and reminded me to do my assigned task faster and no other monkey business. Again I tried to explain to them how things work, they give me instructions then I would do my job my way. I hate getting told what to do every time. If they know better then why asked me to do it.
I know I can't have too much attention from this school and this town. There are just things you can't help with though. But I know what I'm doing. I'm gonna get this done one way or another. I'm Santana Garcia and that name certifies my ability. I can do anything. For something in exchange of course.
I was sitting on a bench while listening to some songs. I was sketching what I felt like to. One of my lame hobbies. I know. I draw because it's a certain form of freedom for me. I could express my moods or thoughts and I always love the outcome in the end. I'm not saying I'm pretty good at it. I just think I can draw and that's fine with me.
Some sophomores walk passed me when I heard how they're gushing about a party this weekend. I keep on hearing about this and some of my classmates tried to invite me but I don't really think I should come. Things to do blah blah blah so I said maybe next time and they politely accepted my answer. But I couldn't help thinking to come and have a little fun.
I'm not a party virgin. I've done parties. A lot of it in this lifetime. At the same time I'm not a party freak that loves blacking out or getting wasted. What I love is watching people act like crazy animals when wasted. I was always amused what alcohol could do to anyone. I drink but I know my limitations. Still I get drunk in special times. I gotta enjoy life so I don't waste good drinks. One thing I don't like is having no control of things that's why I have great discipline on alcohols.
I saw Sam the other day. I don't wanna bother talking to him anymore. He knows he was given a week to take those oh-so-precious files. When my eyes met his in the cafeteria I sent him a glare just to remind him of those files. He got the message and returned his attention to his girlfriend. When I got a better look I saw two blondies. One from the other day and one who was Sam's girl I think. Not bad.
I decided that I could use the party to meet up with Sam and have the files. During the end of last period I left a note on Sam's locker.
Sat. party. files 9:30
That's two days from now. I don't care if it's not yet a week because how hard was it to take the files. I could have done it days ago except for the passwords and camera things. It's good Sammy boy was there to help.
I saw him read the paper and crumpled it. He looked around and when he noticed me he walked towards me.
"So you'll have it on Saturday?" I asked as he came closer.
"I could but can I give it near midnight" He complained. I don't wanna stay that long.
"10 and if there's no files. I'll be sorry for you Sammy boy" I taunted and walked away not missing the curses he muttered under his breath. I snickered at him.
I also didn't miss the glare and questioning looks from two certain blondes. And that just made my day.
I missed last period cause I can't take the boredom anymore. I was walking through the halls when I saw someone rushing on closing their locker. When she turned around and faced me I quickly recognize her. I think I heard her name is something like Barbie… Bridget… Bree or whateva.
She seems surprised to see me because her eyes went wide until it was back to being a cold stare. She was about to say something snarky I guess but she seems to think otherwise. Then she ran past me to her next period as if I wasn't there.
I didn't mind her. Just like she didn't mind me. I continued walking when I saw a certain piece of paper scattered right in front of Barney's locker. Lol got a name for her. Curiousity got the best of me. I picked up the pa- no it was a picture. There was a little boy and girl sitting on a slide while holding their hands. That must be Barney and a friend. When I turned the paper again I saw something small written at the lower right corner at the back. It says 'B loves S'.
That didn't make sense to me. I decided to open her locker to return the fallen photo. It must be important for her. Wow it's very nice of me. I mocked to myself.
It was locked but it won't be If I can help it. It easily opened and tadah!
Her locker screams …. Unicorn and rainbows? And wow her names Brittany not Barney. Its pasted on her locker in yellow print. Barney is better though. I quickly shut it off after placing the paper back.
Then I strutted away.
I love how I look because I always look hot as hell. I'm not cocky okay. I'm just an honest and hot straight up bitch. I don't have to wear skimpy clothes to point out my hotness. I'm all around hot. And I'll never have a problem with that.
It's Saturday. I put on a simple jeans and stripe shirt. I arrived at the said house and its big enough for a good party. I parked my convertible a little bit hidden to avoid any form of scratch from drunk teenagers. I checked out my watch. 9:37. Hmm pretty early. I head inside to have me some drinks and entertainment. I hope I won't get bored and leave before Sammy boy arrives. That's gonna be too bad for him.
It's a pretty normal party. Some are dancing, kissing and drinking. I scanned the place for any sign to where the kitchen is or the where the drinks are. When I found it I also found Mike serving as a bartender. Interesting. I would've thought he was dancing.
"Hey Santana, glad you came. What changed your mind?" He asked as he makes some drinks I can't figure out.
"My plans changed" I answered simply. He nodded and then offered a drink he made. I took it and stared at it for a second.
"It's nothing strong. It's a new drink I'm trying. Just wanted you to try" He explained as he hands another drink to the one beside me. I smiled to him and drank it.
"It's good. What's it called?" I asked. It's a decent drink. A little bit strong but it has a tingling sensation in the end that makes you want more. It was pretty good for me.
"Angel's poison" He said as he proudly smiles to my compliment.
"That fits" I stated. He hands me another. I took and drank it. I sighed. It's getting better and better. I'm loving this drink.
Downing my ninth drink I scanned the room. I checked my time. 10:08. He should be here already but I can't see him.
"Who are looking for?" Mike asked. He's nice so I'll be nice.
"Sam. You know him, right?" He nodded.
"I thinks he's here but not I'm not sure. Why are you looking for him?" He asked politely
"He has something I need" He seems to wonder but he knows to let it go.
"Okay. Want another drink?" He offered and I nodded.
After some more minutes I decided to look for him outside. I'm getting impatient here. I waved at Mike and he smiled.
I stepped out and found the pool area full of people. Even the garden is a lil bit crowded. I still hadn't spotted him.
I was squeezing thru the crowd. I push some to put a way for me and when I turned to my right I felt a body collide with me. Of course I wasn't hurt but I heard a cup dropped to the floor. Or is it a body. I'm not sure.
"I'm sorry, I didn't se- …Oh. I take that back, you clearly weren't looking where you're goin" A familiar voice said. The blonde girl's demeanor hardened when she recognized me. It was funny how she was about to apologize then take it back so fast when she saw my face.
"Like you were" I taunted.
"I was. It's you who's looking somewhere else. Look what you've done w/ my drink. You should be apologizing right now" She raised an eyebrow as if to emphasize what she said. Like hell I'm saying sorry.
I didn't bother considering what she said. Then I remember I was looking for someone.
"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked and she gave me a confused look.
"What are you-"
"Sam, the blond!" I cut her off.
"He's not my boyfriend! He is Quinn's. Didn't you get that the first time I told you" She retorted back. Annnd then I realized I was wrong. Well they're confusing blondes.
"Whatever. Just tell me where he is" I demanded.
"What's with you and him? And why are you looking for him?" She asked irritated and confused. Why won't she answer the damn question. Urgh..
"Blondie don't answer me with a freakin question" I stated nonchalantly to piss her more.
"Stop calling me Blondie! And you answer my question!" She spat. I chuckled. She glared.
"Okay Barbie, tell me where's Ken already" I said smoothly. Okay now she's pissed.
"Don't call me names. I'll make you-"
"Brittany!" A voice from the crowd made her stop scaring me. She turned to her back and I recognize that it's other blonde. I think her name is Quinn.
"Quinn" Barbie called back. Yep, it's Quinn.
"Where have you been?" She asked as she came closer. When she noticed me she changed her question.
"Who are you talking too?" she looked at me curiously then at Barbie.
"Ughh … she was" She's so slow so I butt in.
"Santana, I'm looking for Sam. Have you seen him?" I asked. Something flashed in Quinn's eyes before they were gentle hazel-green again. I didn't quite catch it.
"Oh, he's outside having some smoke" She replied.
"Oh okay. Thanks" I greeted. She smiled before her phone beep. I looked over to Barbie to find her cold stare at me.
"You'll make me what?" I mocked with a whisper while her friend checks her phone. Then I walked away.
I don't feel that pissed anymore from waiting too long but he wouldn't get off that easy. He better have that files already.
I went out and I found him leaning on a car.
I glared at him when I came closer just to show my displeasure.
"I'm sorry for being late. I got stuck with something" He explained.
"Do I look like I care. Just lend the files" I commanded.
"Fine" Then he opened the car and grab some things. Then he gave it to me. I opened and check it. Confirmed.
"That'll do" I complimented. He seems agitated.
"So I'm off the hook now? I mean I gave that to you already and I hav-"
"Just follow what we say then you'll be on the safe side. Stop whining!" I hissed. He seems defeated as he bowed down and sighed.
"Now you better get inside. Your girlfriend is waiting for you." I chimed as I walked towards my car. My job here tonight is done. How delightful.
