'The only straight I am, is a straight-up bitch.'
A/N: It has been so long since I last wrote anything for fun…but considering my current addiction to Glee here I am on Fanfiction once again! I'm not even sure where this fic is headed yet, so bear with me! If you don't know who said the above quote...well, let's just say I'm doing a bit of a Santana finger no-no wave at you! ~
'No, no, no! I'm not taking this! You wanna see how we do's it in Lima Heights adjacent? Come here, I'll show you!'
It was a crazy scene; Santana was ready to jump Rachel like a drug dealer in a back alley; Mercedes and Tina were holding her back, though her gesticulating arms were threatening to take both of them out; Brittany was sat in the back of the choir room watching the scene unfold, Santana would so be the guest on the next segment of Fondue for Two! Rachel was of course sitting at the front of the choir room in front of Santana, with a butter-wouldn't-melt expression on her face. Second year had started with a bang.
'Mr Schue! Are you going to say anything? This is threatening behaviour!' Rachel had shot her head to the side of Santana, noticing a bemused Mr Schuester entering the choir room, and had not wasted a second in complaining about the abuse she was receiving. Mr Schuester however seemed at first not to notice the disturbance – he was in a daze, having been back at McKinley High for no longer than an hour and already having encountered Sue a number of times, in which she had managed to insult him consistently; the same victims as usual, his sweater vest – 'Well, start as you mean to go on William. I just hope the pubescent teenage boy you stole that hideous vest from won't go on to supply your obsession for the whole year.' – his curly hair, - 'Was it raining this morning? Or did the elves push you into a puddle of gel.' – and of course, the glee club, - 'Y'know, I'd pray to contract some sort of hearing disease so that I wouldn't have to suffer this year, but I think I'd be making many more people happy if I just wished on the permanent vocal damage to your glee kids. What can I say? I'm a people pleaser'.
A/N: Just a short taster. I'll be continuing if people wants, so leave me some feedback. Muchos gracias.