Two updates in one day. Aren't you a lucky bunch? Maybe? I hope you liked the first chapter and are starting to slowly get an insight of my version on Santana Lopez. This is only a short chapter but I've got the first four chapters completed now, so if you're lucky I'll be uploading them in the next day or so (they might even all be uploaded today, who knows). Happy reading (if you still are) and thank you for my first review, I will try and keep updating as soon as I am happy with the chapters. I hope you guys enjoy :)
Glee: Season 1 Episode 1 - Pilot
Chapter Two
As I reach the McKinley high school field, I can already see the rest of the Cheerios already there and warming up. I drop my backpack down with the rest of them and join up with the group.
"Your late" Quinn scolds as I bump shoulders with her. I check my phone. 7:30am.
"I'm not. It's 7:30. I'm on time" I push back. Quinn checks the time and just shakes her head. I know, she thinks that as a senior member of the squad that I should be one of the first to arrive (well, after her) and not one of the last. But I did do an extra run this morning, and skip breakfast, and run to practise. My stomach grumbles, almost reminding me that I don't have to energy to argue with Quinn, so I take a look around the squad and decide to change the subject. "Where's Britt?" I question.
"I don't know" Quinn answers "I was just about to ask you the same thing. I mean you two are practically joined at the hip" she chuckles. I roll my eyes at her in response. Joined at the hip, really? I think to myself. I mean, yeah, she's by bestie, and I love her as a friend, but it's not like we're in love with each other or anything. She's just a mate, just like Quinn is, I tell myself. And before I can get lost in my train of thought a voice booms though the megaphone.
"From the top. I want this perfect before morning bell" Sue screams through the microphone. I groan internally. It's 7:35am, Sue's already in a bad mood, there's no Brittany to be seen, and I'm already trying to fight the hunger growing in my stomach. This is not going a good day, I think to myself walking to my starting position, taking a deep breath as I do so.
"You think this is hard? Try being waterboarded. That's hard." Coach Sue bellows down the megaphone as she scowls looking up from her stopwatch. I roll my eyes and groan, my legs becoming heavier and heavier by the minute. The growling in my stomach increasing. We've been practicing non-stop for the better part of an hour. How is she surprised that the level of execution in the routine is dwindling. We're all spent. "Again" she screams down the megaphone as we all return to our starting positions.
"Well, that was terrible" Coach Sue says after calling for the squad to gather round after another hour of constant practice. "We won't even place at nationals with a performance like that. It was slow, it was sloppy, your timing was all off. It was awful" Sue rants on. I look out of the corner of my eye to Quinn, who's standing front and centre taking in all of Coach Sue's words. I look down at my stomach and press my hands against it, trying to press down the constant grumbling, hoping that Coach Sue and the other Cheerios don't hear it. "… you're all fat, unfit and are not taking this seriously. But don't worry. Coach Sue is here sort you all out. I've hired a nutritionist for you all. So, starting now, you will all adhere to a strict diet plan to improve your performance. I have not won nationals five times in a row just to have a bunch of spineless fatties embarrass me…So if I see any of you eating anything other than the preapproved protein shakes you will be kicked off the squad as quick as your chubby legs can carry you!" Sue lifts her megaphone to her lips "Dismissed" she shouts through it. Yes, finally I think to myself and turn to leave the field, pressing down harder on my stomach. "Lopez!" Coach Sue bellows down her megaphone. I freeze on the spot. Shit, is she gonna kick me off the squad? Did she know I was late for my run? Could she hear my stomach? Did I mess up the routine? So many thoughts fill my head. I plaster another fake smile on my face as I roll my eyes and turn around to face her.
"Yes Coach" I reply smiling.
"Where's Tweedledum?" she asks, referring to Brittany.
"Brittany" I correct her. "I don't know coach…" I start to answer, as she cuts me off.
"Well anyway, she missed practise. We don't miss practice on the Cheerios…" Shit, is she gonna kick Brittany off the squad? Is she gonna get ME to kick Brittany off squad? I can't do that to Britt. Anyway, I'm not head Cheerio, surely that's a job for Quinn. I feel my heart rate instantly increase "… but given the rest of the squad I can't kick her off. She's the only one that will fit in the cannon…" Cannon? What canon? I think to myself "…so you need to give her this…" Coach Sue hands me a bag with a protein shaker and some powder in it "…and make sure she understands. Got it Lopez?!" she asks as I shut the bag and lift my head up.
"Yes Coach" I answer. Not fully listening but grabbing the gist of the conversation. The hunger in my stomach is too much to ignore now.
"Well…go.." Sue shouts through the megaphone, breaking me out of my trance. I grab my backpack and shove both mine and Brittney's protein kits into the top of it and leave the field, letting my stomach grumble loudly, hoping that it will quieten down if I do.