Rachels head whipped towards me and she looks to be pleading with me to make him stop. Hmm maybe we can cuddle once I've played hero. Wait what? Jeez Santana, you may be a lesbian but you don't try and touch every girl you see. Especially Rachel 'tranny' Berry. No, bad Santana, now stop thinking and beat up Finn.
So yeah. My name is Santana freaking Lopez and I'm about to tackle the star quarterback of William McKinley High Schools football squad.
I'm running before I know it and I've got that rush of adrenaline I always get while I'm throwing punches. That's why I have more fights than the average teenager, you just get so … excitable. Its like you've got superpowers. Huh superpowers are gonna be fucking needed, sometimes I think I'm bat-shit insane and this proves it. I'm running and tackling and jumping at the boy who does all that for fun. Eh, It'll be good to put it in the experience part of my CV.
Oh gosh here it goes. He's standing to the side but his back is angled towards me. I reckon I'll catch him by surprise, knock him to the floor and then break his nose so he knows not to lay a hand on a woman. Especially a woman who is so obviously incapable to fight back. The logic this boy has astounds me.
3..2..1.. IMPACT! Kapowyy! God that hurt and eew I'm on top of Finnocence. This is awkward for me and probably super confusing for him. He didn't even know I was here and now he ends up with me randomly appearing on top of him. I bet this solidifies his belief in me being a witch. Oh well, the cool bit comes now; threatening and beating!
"Hey Finept, so here's how it goes from now on: Once you graciously accept a broken nose and a black eye, your to never go up to or speak to Rachel in a threatening manner again, your to make sure your not in my field of vision as much as possible and yous is gonna be on the bottom of this nasty schools food chain. By that I means as soon as I finish flaying you alive I'm gonna be spreading to everyone I know that you're some woman-beating scum who likes to pick on people that are practically defenceless next to you. And just so you knows, I know everyone who can and will give you are hard time. I hope that you are very scared right now, you imbecile."
My anger is still present and all my pent up emotions come out as I punch this fools face until it looks like a south most end of a north bound mule. His cheeks are looking all tomato coloured, his nose is definitely never gonna be the same again and his eye will be the mirror image of the black hole of Calcutta when I'm done.
And just for the record, I was like two seconds away from going all Lima Heights Adjacent on his ugly mug and busting his lip and all that jazz. I swear, I totally was! But it all kinda changed when I felt this hand on my shoulder. It was majorly soft and rubbing my bare shoulder to halfway up my neck comfortingly. My motion of thought, or thoughts that just screamed FIIIIGHT, all came to a stand still and the only thought lingering in the big empty space which my brain occupies was: 'Oh shit! That feels nice!''
It felt like it was telling me to stop yet still saying 'nice work, Santana, masterpiece'. It was nice, I got all tingles and shit. So I slowly got off him, making sure to give him one sharp kick to his ribs. He looks terrible. Ha, poor Finny. I wanted to do more, maybe even kill him and stick his head on a stick like in the Viking days…I think. Now that would be a badass example to everyone thinking of hurting Rachel. Or any other people who can't fight back. Like Britt. Yeah, like Britt, not just Rachel.
The super soft hand was still rubbing my shoulder. Jesus, wonder what it'd be like to get a full body massage with this person. Fuck yeah, a full body massage not one of them stroking peoples back massage. Mmm, so who is this person? Well she's smaller than me because I can feel the downwards slant in her hand to where her arm leads to. And its definitely a girl because no boy, not even gayer-than-a-rainbow Kurt, can ever get their hand this soft or small. So, girl who is short and prone to chilling after school… maybe its baby-cheerio Jessie or could be errm … Oh shit! Its Rachel! I've been having sexual thoughts over Rachel Berry because her hand's so freaking awesome. Oh my God. Are you serious, San? Seriously though?
What do I do now? If it were anyone other than the girl I've picked on for forever or someone who resembled Medusa than I would of gots my sexy on. But it's the girl I've picked on for forever because of reasons I'll explain at a later date. Hey, maybe I should say something like 'You okay?'. That seems like something regular to say other than 'Lets have sex.'
Okay then, sorted. Your gonna turn around, make sure she's all good and then casually leave the school building, Yup, just like that, you leave the building on your own and don't turn back. So phase 1: turn around.
I turn around so I'm directly in front of her and as her hand slips off me a strange disappointment fills my body. I figured if I just ignore all the tingling and strange feelings they would go away. Like with people, I ignore most people so they know to go away. My eyes connect with her big brown eyes and I can feel a small smile begin on the corners of my lips. She's so fucking cute, so small and needing protection. Mmm I wanna protect her, all by myself, she'd be mine! NO, Lopez, head in the game, phase 2: make sure she's all good.
"Hey, so erm you good now? He didn't like break you or nothing, did he?"
Oh my god, what sort of verbal diarrhoea was that, you nitwit? She'll think I'm a retard. Oh god my voice was too soft, what if she thinks I'm weak now!
Her head was slightly bowed downwards but I could still see her features. She was looking up at me through her long eyelashes and was smiling while she chuckled at me. Yah, she chuckled at me, she obviously thought my verbal diarrhoea was as pathetic as I did. Urrghh, my tummy's tingling and doing aerobics or whatever else that involves crazy movements. Go away unwanted feelings, go!
She spoke then, softer than newly bought blanket and with humour in her voice.
"I'm feeling adequate Santana. And no, no I'm not broken."
The restraint I showed then was incredible. I didn't even want to kiss her or nothing, just cuddle her 'til the end of time and do nothing else. She was just so … cute. There's no other word but cute. Now on to phase 3: leave the building.
"Good, but yeah, I gotta go, see you around." Now I'm telling you I said that with the greatest amount of reluctance the world has ever known. Being honest, I'm not majorly confused why all these full on romance feeling are attacking me like this, 'cause like seriously have you seen them fucking legs.
And then I left. I strolled away, got outta the fucking beast of a school I get 'educated' in and walked all the way to my mamas new house.