A-Note
So I wanna thank all of you that started reading this story and a special thank you to those of you who reviewed, appreciate it guys ;) (crzymex, msallieryan, PennyLane93, kiwi2410, imjustagirl2004) it really does make me wanna continue so I guess I'm going for it!
Since I wasn't planning on anyone telling me to keep writing this I have absolutely no idea where I'm going with this. Right now I'm just going with whatever pops into my head and go from there. If any one of you has request as to where I should take this story or something you would like to see happen with one of the characters, feel free to PM me. ;)
Side note for all of you readers: Lines that appear in BOLD are Santana's thoughts.
Also I'm gonna give you a list of the Spanish words I'll be using often in the story just in case you don't understand some of the things the characters say:
Mija: it's kind of a nickname people say instead of using their names. Like when your friends call you dude or your father calls you princess instead of your name.
Papi/ Mami: Dad/Mom
Dios mio: Oh my God
Porfavor: Please
Esta bien: Ok
Buenos Dias: Good morning
Perfecto: Perfect ( pretty obvious xD)
Those are the ones that I will probably use the most but if you have any doubts just ask me.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or any of the characters in this show. All rights belong to Fox and Ryan Murphy and blah blah blah.
ON WITH THE STORY ;)(sorry its kinda short)
It's my second day at McKinley and it's going good so far. There's barely been any work in my first two classes and I've already got people looking at me with a scared expression on their faces after yesterday's little encounter with Azimio.
I'm walking to the gym for the Back to School pep rally or something like that. All I know is that everyone seems pretty excited for it and they practically run down the hallways to get there. I walk in and almost instantly I hear my name being called out from the wave of students. I look around until I finally see Kurt, in all his sparkling glory, calling out to me. I make my way towards him and sit on the spot next to him.
"Hey Santana"
"Hey Kurt"
"Santana? Wait, Girl you're the one who made Azimio come out the closet?"
I glance beside me to the girl sitting to the other side of Kurt.
"He's gay?" I ask surprised at the revelation.
"That's what everyone in homeroom was telling me."
"I heard he cried and Karofsky had to take him home." Kurt adds.
I laugh at all the different rumors that people are telling about Ape Shit. It's not like he doesn't deserve it.
"Guess he just had a crush on you Kurt" I say. He raises an eyebrow at me and scoffs. I chuckle at his reaction.
"I'm Mercedes" the girl says extending her arm towards me.
"Santana" I say back extending my arm towards her's as well.
"Yeah I know, by the way, thanks for having my boy Kurt's back. He never does anything about it, it's about time he did."
I nod understandingly. I glance around the crowded gym wondering what exactly is that these people are getting so excited for.
"This must be some pretty good pep rally. I've never seen anyone so anxious to see a bunch of overly perky girls trying motivate you into showing school spirit. I should know I was one of them" As soon as the words leave my mouth, both Kurt and Mercedes look at me with a shocked expression clearly visible on their faces.
"What?"
"First, you were perky?"
I glance at Kurt, Santana scowl firmly in place. He ignores me but I can see it made him think twice of what to say next.
"Second, the cheerios are the lifeline of McKinley, I mean, the way they perform… it's out of this world"
"Yeah, Cheerios rule this school. No one messes with them cause everybody wants to be them" Mercedes adds.
"I would kill to be on the team, I've tried out like a million times but Coach Sylvester just uses try-outs as an excuse to humiliate you more than she already does on a daily basis." Kurt says as he thinks of all his past experiences in Cheerios try-outs.
"I just don't see what th-" I'm interrupted when the lights in the gym go off and the students start roaring.
Almost instantly, music starts blaring and there's lights flashing all over the court.
(8) Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Baby girl I want ya to keep on puttin' on a show
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Mmm-Da Da
Let's go…(8)
The male Cheerios start appearing on the floor doing all their flips and stunts effortlessly and everyone starts going crazy. I have to admit, I even got a little excited myself with all the energy that was going off in that gym.
(8)Make that booty…
Make that booty…
M-M-Make that booty…
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Shawty got it droppin' around and I'm sold
And we gotta couple of rounds of new Nuvo
Everybody lookin' around like uh oh
O.K. whatcha say?
Let's play
Shake it with a little bit of Beyonce
Turn around & give it to me shawty get paid
Do it for them girls
They be jealous anyway
On stage I wanna be amazed
Pop that, drop that
It's yo birthday
Top that, got stacks
Work for this stage
Stop that, lock that
Work it in place
You the best, shawty don't be scared
Let loose get a louie like hers
You the troop get the money it's yours
Back it up like that, yes sir!(8)
The male cheerleaders clear the floor and the only thing anyone can see are the flashing lights and some bodies moving across the court.
(8) Oh-oh baby want some more baby?
I love the way you do it 'cuz you do it so crazy
I'm countin' down so turn around
5,4,3,2,1…(8)
All of a sudden all lights stop and there's a loud BANG!
Confetti all around, a single spotlight and the female Cheerios appear at center court.
(8) Gotta make that booty go
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Baby girl I want ya look keep on puttin' on a show
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Mmm-Da Da
Let's go…
Make that booty…
Make that booty… (8)
I realize who's on the floor and I feel like the wind has been completely knocked out of me.
Shining gold locks, eyes that could make you melt on the spot and flawless body gliding across the court. All senses throughout my body can only seem to focus on the gorgeous blonde dancing gracefully to the music not missing a beat. It's like she's in her own world, nothing can be seen nothing can be heard, only her in all her glory dancing her life away. Match made in heaven.
Needless to say I'm amazed at how incredible this girl is.
Exactly Santana, this GIRL
Right.
Oh who am I kidding? Are u seeing her? She's like in a whole other level.
Her dancing, I mean. Yeah that's it, I'm just admiring her dancing. Who wouldn't?
Those long toned legs moving in perfect sync with each other.
Quit it! Look at the guys, they have legs too. Yeah they're… nice.
Obviously not as nice as the blonde's but really, whose are?
UGH!...
(8)Oh-oh baby want some more baby?
I love the way you do it 'cuz you do it so crazy
I'm countin' down so turn around
5,4,3,2,1 gotta make that booty go
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Baby girl I want ya look keep on puttin' on a show
Mmm-Da Da
Oh Oh
Mmm-Da Da
Let's go…(8)
I'm probably still in my trance cause before I know it, I'm staring at the cheerleader walk out the gym with all the other cheerios not far behind.
"You should try and control that drooling. It doesn't really scream sexy."
"Wha-What?"
"I get it, there's some serious man candy out there but I don't think that dribble is getting you a piece of that anytime soon" Kurt laughs.
"Huh?- Oh Yeah" I chuckle nervously.
Whoa. Got nervous there huh?
"Let's go, we better get to class" Mercedes tells us and we follow her out the gym.
Sixth period is over and I decided to do a quick make-up and hair check before my next class. I rush down the halls.
As I enter the bathroom I'm pushed hard to the floor and my books go flying.
"Cono, watch wh-" I'm about to unleash the Lopez wrath on this bitch when my eyes fall upon the object of my recent internal struggle.
"I'm so sorry. Here, I'll get those."
Those shimmering blue crystals, they make you wanna get lost in them and never be found. That angelic voice, its Heaven.
At this point I must look like a complete idiot. She's standing there, worried expression all over her face. Probably thinks I'm unconscious or something and I'm laying there on the floor, haven't made sound yet.
"Are you ok? "
I finally get my brain to start functioning again and I realize she's offering me her hand. I take her hand and she helps up. The simple touch sends me into overdrive.
Apparently I still haven't been able to emit a sound and I'm brought out of my daze when the blonde starts waving her hand in front of my face.
"Uh-ye yeah"
Wow she's even more breathtaking when you're up-close and personal. It's the best way to admire all her beautiful features.
Anyone else would've been dead by now and you're here almost apologizing for getting too close to her. Walls Lopez, walls!
I immediately take my things from her arms.
"Try and watch where you're going next time, for everyone's sake" I spat at her, trying my best to keep a cold expression visible on my face.
As soon as the words leave my mouth I regret them when I catch a flush of hurt in those sparkly blues. Still, it's what I have to do.
I turn around and head for the door.
"Wait. I'm-"
I hear her call out but I just make my way out, using all the strength I have to not turn back.
I get to my house and head straight up the stairs and to my room.
Why did I have to say that? I could've just walked out without having to hurt her like that. I probably already ruined any chance I had to get to know her and I didn't even learn her name.
You're not supposed to get to know her. You did the right thing. You acted in the true Santana Lopez manner.
She didn't deserve that. Anyways what's the problem in getting to know her? She can be a friend, a good friend.
You don't have friends. You can't have friends. That's always been the strategy to get through this. You know how it's gonna turn out if you change the game plan.
"Ahh!" I yell into my pillow in frustration.
My dad must have heard my muffled screams, when he appears at my door, looking at me curiously?
"Bad day mija?"
I lift myself from the bed and sit at the edge to look at him. I let out a small sigh.
"No papi. Just tired."
"Segura?"
"Yeah." I glance at my dad and I can see he's not very convinced by my answer. Neither am I.
"What's going on? Everything ok in school?"
"It's fine. I barely talk to anyone so it's not like someone can cause me any trouble."
"From past experiences, when it comes to people causing you trouble, I doubt it's something you can't handle yourself." He chuckles remembering how he was called in by the principal due to my lack of ability to keep calm when provoked in my past school.
" Well, I wasn't gonna be pushed around by anyone. That kid called me fat. Do you see any fat all up in this?" I say gesturing towards my body and he laughs at my action.
"Alright. But you know mija, you never seem to make a lot of friends anywhere we go. I know it's hard with us moving around and everything but you shouldn't close yourself up because of that. Think of all the great friendships you may be letting slip away. Who knows? Maybe you can even meet your soul mate."
Yeah. But what happens when you have to say goodbye to that soul mate. Can you honestly leave that person behind and go on with your life like they never existed?
"Yeah, I guess. I'll think about it."
"Good." He gives me a small smile.
"Emanuel! Santana! Dinner's ready."
Mom yells from the stairs and we make our way downstairs.
A-Note
Not really feeling this chapter at all but that's what I get for trying to write after fighting with my GF. Most frustrating feeling ever.!
Anyways!
The song used is TURN AROUND- Flo Rida ft Pitbull.
So guys I don't know if I should make next chapter in Brittany's POV or continue in Santana's POV the whole story or change it into a 3rd person POV. What do you think?
Once again Thank You all for reading.!
MUCH LOVE
-JGR