Santana POV
We walk into the coffee shop and Brittanywaves to her group of friends and I spot Kurt and give him a small smile. We sit down and I'm immediately bombarded by questions. Britt giggles and shuts them up before speaking.
"Guys don't suffocate her, this is Santana Lopez, she's from LA, She's David's niece. She's moving down here cause her mom kicked her out an-"
"Why'd your mom kick you out? Oh and I'm Quinn by the way" Brittany is interrupted by a smaller less hot blonde girl with a curious look on her face. "Actually San you never told me why" Brittany says and she gives me a questioning glance. I blush and turn away.
"She May have caught me having sex in that house one too many times for her liking." I grumble, still looking at the ground.
The entire group burst out laughing, including Brittany. "Really San?" She laughs, wiping non existent tears from her eyes. I blush harder and give her a small shove. "Not funny" I say, trying and failing to hold back a smile. The laughter dies down before the kid with the Mohawk speaks up. "Wow, you must be as much of a sex beast as me, I can appreciate that in a woman" he says with a flirty smirk. I fake gag and chuckle "I'm guessing you're Puck?" I ask, not failing to notice the way Brittany slips her arm around my shoulders. His smirk grows wider "So you've heard of the puckasaurus I see, call me if you ever want a ride". At that Brittany gags and punches him in the arm.
"Back off Puckerman, she doesn't play for your team" She laughs at the disappointed look on his face.
"Damn it Britt, why do you always get the hot ones, not fair" he pouts while moving to the other side of the table. Brittany and I look at each other then laugh. "One," I start, still giggling, "Brittany and I arent together, she doesn't 'get me', and two, even if I was straight you wouldn't stand a chance". The rest of the table laughs at the dejected look on his face except for the kid in the wheelchair who's glaring at me but not looking intimidating in the slightest. I give him a questioning glance while Quinn speaks up again "So Santana, did you leave a girlfriend behind in LA?" I giggle and shake my head. "Nah totally single" I say glancing at Brittany. "I left a couple of fuck buddies though, I don't really do relationships, no ones ever given me a reason to want one" I shrug. The guy with the gelled back hair, Blaine I'm guessing, chuckles "Wow you sound just like Britt" I look at her and she shrugs
"Just never found anyone that left a good enough impression, well not until recently" she says winking at me.
I blush and look down with a small smile on my face, thankful for the pigment of my skin hiding the blush. I grab her drink and take a sip and ask a question. "What about you guys?, You all single?". I see Kurt and Blaine give each other small glances and smiles as Quinn answers "I'm not single, my boyfriend couldn't make it today, Puck's single and I think you can tell why" she giggles smirking at Puck as he glares at her "Mike has a girlfriend and Artie over there is hung up on our favorite lesbian Brittany" she laughs. Wheelchair kid snaps his glare away from me and directs it at Quinn "Shut up Fabray" he grumbles lowly, then turns his attention back to me but notices my head leaning on Brittany's shoulder and scowls "So what's the deal, are you two fucking or something" He spits out, Brittany rolls her eyes in annoyance "Dude I hate when you get like this, I met her yesterday, I mean yeah she's hot, I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up in her bed sometime soon" she smirks as she turns her attention back to me and winks. My face turns a light shade of pink and I playfully shove her "Shut up, it's gonna take a lot more than sweet talk to get into my bed Britt-Britt". The whole table, excluding Artie, starts to laugh, and I join in. The laughter dies down but I'm still smiling like an idiot.
These people are actually kindve cool, well apart from the crip
I think to myself as I feel my phone vibrate. I look at it and see I've gotten a text.
-Santanita come outside, it's papi-
My hear drops and I look out of the window nearest to us. "Shit" I say out loud and the group looks at me curiously. Brittany looks out of the window where I'm looking. "You know him?" She asks putting her arm around me protectively. I smile at her gesture and sigh "Yeah that's my father". She looks at me confused. "Oh did you wanna go say hi?" She asks, still sounding confused at my distress. "No but I have to or he probably won't leave me alone" I sigh angrily. "Hey what's going on, do you have to go San?" Kurt asks with his brows furrowed, noticing my sudden attitude change. The whole table turns to me, Artie with a hopeful look. "Um yeah it's my dad, probably trying to see if I've given up the gay lifestyle yet" I say sarcastically while I roll my eyes and point out the window. "Damn that must suck" Brittany says while rubbing her hand up and down my back in a comforting manner. "You want me to come with?" She asks. I sigh while standing up. "Nah I got this" I say as I walk away. I make my way outside of the Lima bean and stop at least 3 feet away from the man I never thought I'd have to see again and wait for him to speak.
"Hola Santanita"