HEY GUYS SO I HAVE ANOTHER STORY I WANNA SHARE WITH YOU ALL HOPE YOU ENJOY IT XOXOX ITS NOT MY STORY THE AUTHOR NAME IS JAMI GALLARDO, I JUST THOUGHT I CAN TWIST IT TO A SAMCEDES STORY.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN RIGHTS TO GLEE OR IT CHARACTERS.


So many people told me not to get married.

"You're finishing out your last year in college" my mother says. "Why are you so in a rush baby girl, you should get to know him better"

"I thought you were waiting until you were established in your career first" my friend Santana from school said while we were having coffee. "I guess that's out the window"

"You only known that boy for a year mercy, a year is not that long to thoroughly get to know someone" my mom said

But I didn't listen, nope I didn't listen to anyone because I fell in love

Yup my stupid self fell in love

I wanted to travel, hang with my friends and have crazy and wild nights that I wouldn't remember the next day

But all that went out the window the day Samuel asked me to marry him


"Are you going to finish eating" I asked my sister Looking deliciously at her fries that were sitting there untouched

Jane shakes her head No and slide them over to me "nope" she says taking a sip of her drink. Jane never finishes her food. She is one of those people that don't eat a lot, at least not when it comes to actual food because it's a whole different story when it comes to junk food.

Thankfully, I'm always here to finish what she doesn't eat. Jane and I have the same brown eyes and we both have my mom's hips, except Jane is thinner than I am. I'm thicker and after years of hating the fact that I don't have thin legs, I finally accepted my body for what it is back when I started college.

"Many girls wished they had your body",My friend Tina always used to tell me.

I was much heavier when I graduated from high school. The summer before I began college, I began to work on myself. I began to cut down the sugars and began to run every morning and every night.

I yearned to feel good about myself; yearned for clothes to fit me the way I wanted them to. I guess that was my motivation. To this day, I run from time to time but now I do it to relieve stress. It's not really about losing weight anymore, it's about maintaining my body. I finally reached a point where I am comfortable with my body andI will always be proud of myself for that.

"Can we go now?" Jane asks as she looks around. I brought her to Disneyland for her birthday. She turned eighteen today and she had never been to Disneyland so here we are.

while the idea of being in California for the weekend made me nervous, my sister's happiness was more important and she was pretty damn pleased with my gift.

She's always wanted to come here. Jane is the most important person to me. She is above everything and everyone. Sometimes it's hard to believe she's eighteen already...that she's going to college in the fall. Far away from me.

I know she has to go and live her own life, I just want to protect her. I nod as I stand up with the food tray.

"Yeah, come on," I say as I throw the trash away and begin to gather our things. It's Saturday so it's pretty packed. We arrived yesterday and spent the day on the other park. Today, we're in California Adventure. This one has way more games than the other one.

I smile as Jane looks at everything excitedly, making her look like a little girl again. She has big eyes and a light brown mole just below her right eye. She has a slight bump on the top of her nose, which was the result of someone throwing a hard shoe at her face in school when she was little. It's barely noticeable but she sees it bigger than it actually is.

Jane is pretty, then again I'm obviously biased. I know she looks like me and if she's pretty then so am I. No one likes to think of themselves as ugly so there you have it. While we may look alike, we are very different. For starters, she is more outgoing than me. At 17, my face was hidden behind books and I only had one true friend. Jane likes to read but not as much as I did and I know everyone knows her at school. She has someone to go with to the mall or to go watch a movie every weekend.

I often found myself having no one to go watch a damn movie with when I was her age. That changed when I got to college though. I became more social and it changed me in a way.

We spend the rest of the day waiting in long lines before we can get on most rides but it's very fun for the most part. It's early March so the weather is pleasant. It's not too hot or too cold which is one of the reasons I decided to come in the first place. The first time I came to Disneyland I came in mid-June and it was a really big mistake. It was too hot to enjoy anything.

We get to the hotel at around midnight. I lay on the bed, checking the balances of the credit cards while Jane gets in the shower. I had this trip planned months ago, mostly because I had to save and so I could ask for the days off at work. It's spring break, so Jane won't have school for the whole week.

"I don't want to go back," Jane says as she combs her hair. Her hair is brown and short, just above her shoulders. She turns to look at me. "Can we go o the beach tomorrow?" She pouts. "Please?"

I roll my eyes at her. "Jane, you know I have to get back to work on Tuesday."

"Exactly," She says. "We don't have to stay another day. We can just go in the morning for an hour or so. Mercedes, come on. I've never seen the beach."

I look at her for a moment. It's hard not to feel bad. It's my fault we rarely go anywhere. I have a full time job and I can't take the luxury of missing days at work. The bills don't pay themselves. I know Jane tries to understand but there have been times when she would be extra moody because I wouldn't let her travel with her friends. I hate to be the strict sister but I'm scared of something happening to her if I take my eyes off of her for a second. I don't care that she's eighteen now. To me, she's always going to be my little sister.

I sigh, giving in. "Fine."

She smiles then runs to hug me. "Yes! Thank you!"

"Yeah, yeah," I say but I'm smiling.

She smiles as she throws herself on the bed. She's laying on her stomach with a pillow propped below her chin as she goes through her phone.

I stand up and get ready to get in the shower. It has been a long day and I feel sticky and dirty. As I shower, my mind begins to wonder which only makes me worry. We were supposed to head back home tomorrow in the morning.

Staying a few hours won't hurt, I tell myself. There are many beaches in California. It is practically impossible...

I shower quickly and by the time I get out,

Jane is asleep. I roll my eyes when I see that she's still on top of the covers. I roll her over then pulł the comforter off from under hef and then roil her back and cover her.

It's not easy to go to sleep that night. I lay on the bed as my mind continues to wonder. I think about things I haven't thought about in a long time, things I know I'm only thinking about because I'm close...

Beverly Hills is still about two hours away from where we are, so it's not too close. I know I'm just worrying for nothing. Jane and I will head back home before I know it and then I can just go back to life as I know it...

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The next morning, Jane and I wake up around nine to have breakfast and then we head back to the room to pack our things. I check out of the hotel and then we get on the road. It takes about thirty minutes to get to Newport Beach, which is one of my favorite beaches here. It's around eleven when we get there.

"Oh my god!" Jane says as we got out of the car. "There is so much water!" She says as she stares at the beach.

"It is a beach." I tease. "Come on," I say as we begin to make our way onto the sand. I take off my sandals. I forgot how much I love the feeling of the soft sand against my feet.

"Wow," Jane says as she stares at it. She takes out her phone and begins to take pictures.

I look around as we walk closer to the shore. There are a few people. Some of them are sitting down, others are playing around the water, and I can also see a volleyball game going on a few feet away.

I used to play volleyball in college so watching them play makes me think about the past for the hundredth time this weekend.

"Mercedes, look, it's so pretty!" Jane exclaims.

I turn and we both watch the waves as they make their way towards us. The water comes moves towards Jane who is too close. She gets all wet.

"AHH!" She screams. "My phone!"

I laugh as she runs back to me. "You're worse than a five-year-old."

She checks her phone then relaxes when she sees that it's dry. She hands it to me.

"Here, take some pictures of me."

I spend the next few minutes as my sister's personal photographer until her phone begins to ring. It's her best friend Face Timing her.

I stand with my feetin the water and look at the view in front of me for a moment. Jane is a few feet away Face Timing with her friend.

I'm standing there, thinking about how much I've missed the sound of the waves, when I hear someone say,

"Mercedes, is that you?"

And I know I'm in trouble.


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Should I continue with this, also who do you think was that calling Mercedes name.

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