High School, that beautiful place where every dream comes true, where people are nice, cheerful and you can be who you truly are… UGH who am I kidding here, high school SUCKS. It's a place full of little bitches and idiot boys trying to make life a living hell for those of us who are different or don't suit the standards that they are looking for.
Like, really? This is freaking hilarious, Puck's been in this school for about two hours and now he's probably hooking up with some random cheerio by the bleachers. He just had to make some silly comment about how hot a chick was and promoting a big party to be accepted. Obviously the fact that he doesn't look like that jewfro kid help him get the attention of the girls too, but still. And me? I had to go through a freaking makeover to stop people who liked throwing slushies at me because of how I looked.
Well, anyway I'm actually by my locker getting some – BAMM!
I fell to the ground and the next thing I know there's a body pressed against me. "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" – A voice says and HOLY SHIT, it's her.
I look up and see a pair of amazing blue eyes looking at me with concern as she helps me stand up. I know I'm flushing right now, I can feel it, and I can't even answer her damn question.
Brittany S. Pierce, senior class president, co-captain of the cheerios and the girl who stole my heart on the first day of high school.
I've been working on this math exercises for about ten minutes when I hear someone getting through the door. I don't even look up to see who is arriving so late on the first day of classes, because I don't really care. I just want this day to end so I can finally go home and play some online video games with Puck- "excuse me".
I look up from the sheet the professor, Mrs. Blake, gave me when I hear a voice next to me.
"mm… sorry, do… do you have a pencil I can borrow?" – A blond girl asks me as she sits next to me. I literally catch my breath at the sight. She's stunning, with mesmerizing blue orbs, long and silky blond hair and freckles all over her nose.
"Yeah.." – I say in the tiniest voice – "Here you go, I'm.. em.. Sa-ntana" I stutter while I give her the best pencil I have.
She giggles and extends her hand – "I'm Brittany, it's nice to meet you, Santana".
And with that she starts her job like the rest of us. Well, not me anymore. I can't help but glance at her while she works, sticking her tongue out and scrunching her nose in concentration.
Well, i'm fucked.
"Are you okay? Do you need me to take you to the nurse office?" – She says and I finally come back to reality.
"Y- yeah, sorry! I mean hi… no I mean, I'm okay, thank you" – She giggles at my attempt to act normal and something flashes through her eyes.
"Are you new here?" – she asks – "I feel like I've seen you before" she says looking straight to my eyes.
"Well... um, I've been here since freshman year actually" – I say looking somewhere else. I don't know why but I feel really self-conscious right now, being in front of her for more than 2 seconds it's making it hard for me to breath well.
"Britt! Common the guys are waiting for us" – I turn around and see Quinn Fabray, head cheerleader and her best friend, jogging in direction to Brittany.
"Oh well… I'll see you around!" – and with that, she leaves and for a second I think I saw her pout when Quinn takes her elbow and drags her to the opposite direction.
"LÓPEZ" – I nearly fall when I see Puck standing next to me – "Who you lookin' at?" He says wiggling his eyebrows.
"She talked to me.." I say "God Puck you gotta help me out with this! The only reaction I got to my new look were a few jocks staring at my ass during P.E"
He actually laughs at me and I frown. "Shit, sorry bro but it's funny – He apologies – common, little Pucky here will help you get your mack on"
"Sup guys, this is Santana López – Puck says as we get to the bleachers. I see a few cheerios from some of my classes looking at me and whispering with each other.
I mumble a little "Hi" and Puck gives me a look. I stand a little straighter and say "Hi, nice to meet you guys"
A freakily tall guy comes over and greets us "Hi, I'm Finn, the quarterback" he says with the stupidest grin ever. O-kay… I'm about to say some shitty comment about knowing him and saying he slushied me like five times when a similar voice interrupt us.
"Hi again!" Brittany says coming our way "I'm Brittany S. Pierce, not to be confused with Britney Spears". And there goes that giggle again; I swear it'll kill me.
"Hi, I'm.. S-santana López – I say shyly and grin – not to be confused with Carlos Santana"
Finn gives me a look like saying wtf is my problem and I just glare at him making him look away. Hell if I'm showing a new appearance at least I can start over and be the real me now.
Brittany smiles and beams at me – "Awesome. How do you know Puck?"
"Oh, we've been best friends since ever. Our moms are really good friends so it wasn't weird for us to take the same road" I say with a smile. I haven't noticed that we were alone now, Puck had gone to sit next to Quinn in the bleachers, probably trying to get her number, such a predictable slut.
"Have we met before?" – She asks looking straight to me.
"Uh… well. We have actually" I say. "Freshman year, Mrs. Blake class.. I – uh.. lend you a pencil. And we've been on some classes together ever since. I don't think you'll recognize me.. I used to be kind of different"
She scrunches her nose in thought. "Wait. Weren't you the girl who brought a snake to class once and Miss Pillsbury had to go to the hospital because of a nervous breakdown?"
My eyes widen and shook my head. "Oh that's good, she way kinda weird" – She laughs.
I laugh as well and decide it'll be better if I just tell her. I really hate lying. "Well no, I don't even have any pets. Actually – umm – I had a nerdier look back then".
I can't recognize the look she has right now. Oh god here we go, she'll totally laugh at me.
"I know who you are!" – She shouts and a few people turn around to look at us - "You were the girl who used to let me copy her in Spanish class!" – She says more quietly with a smile.
I wait for her to say some bad joke about vests or the way I used to dress but nothing comes out. She just smiles. And I can finally breath – "you are really hot" she says sheepishly – yeah.. forget about the breathing part.
I just laugh it off and look somewhere else. "Thanks… I think".
"Well, if it makes any difference" – she says looking flushed. "I think you looked cute" - Wait, WHAT?
"Th- thanks". I really can't hold the stupid I grin I have right now, and I bet I look a moron staring at her like this.
"Lezpez!" I hear puck yell and the only thing I can think of is: I Fucking Hate You.
"Common – he says putting an arm around my shoulders – we are having a party tonight at my house and we are ditching this crap to go get some boose" – He wiggles his eyebrows and looks at Brittany with a smirk.
"You goin' right?" He asks her. I don't have time to think of what is going on when I hear her reply. "Of course! How do I get there?"
"Here's little Satan's cellphone number, just give her a call and she'll give you the address". He says while giving her a paper with my number and winking at me.
I don't know what to do right now so I just smile at her and try not to look like an idiot…. HOLY SHIT, who am I kidding, I can't believe Puck just did that!
"Well, I'll see you guys at the party then!" She beams at me and says "See ya' later, San" And with that she walks away, leaving me with a dumbfounded expression on my face.
"So" Puck says with a smirk on his stupid face "who's the man?"
"Shut up"
He just shakes his head and picks me up, twirling me around him, making me shriek and laugh.
Yep… definitely, Best. Friend. Ever. But he won't hear that anytime soon. We wouldn't want his squirrel get any bigger.