Santana watched Alex carefully. Her mother stepped forward to give the younger girl a hug, although neither of them seemed exactly comfortable about the embrace.
Mrs. Lopez turned to her eldest daughter. She brought her in closer to Alex and introduced her. "This is my other daughter, Santana."
Alex smiled faintly and flickered her eyes towards Santana, who avoided eye contact all together. Mrs. Lopez pulled Santana aside for a few seconds.
"She's sleeping in your room tonight, until I can get the guest room set up." Mrs. Lopez whispered to her daughter, using a voice Santana knew better than to argue against. Nevertheless, she was angry and stormed upstairs to find the air mattress.
Mrs. Lopez walked back to the shoe room. "She's gone upstairs to get your mattress ready. Would you like some tea or something?" She asked, giving her daughter a reassuring smile.
"Tea sounds good, yeah." Alex said quietly. She followed Mrs. Lopez into the kitchen after kicking off her worn down Converse.
Mrs. Lopez put a kettle of water onto the stove and turned the heat up. She went and sat down next to Alex at the kitchen table.
"I know you don't want me here, and I don't blame you." Alex said after a few moments of awkward silence. Mrs. Lopez looked up from her hands and stared at her in shock.
"Alex, you're my daughter." Mrs. Lopez replied. She felt horrible that she felt that way, and she realized that she didn't mind her daughter being here. She wasn't her father, and it wasn't her fault for anything that he had done.
"I'm your daughter because you got raped." Alex replied, dropping her eyes down to her folded hands on the table. She bit her lip absentmindedly.
"And that's not your fault." Mrs. Lopez said gently, reaching across the table and took her daughter's hand.
Alex looked up in surprise at her mother's sign of affection. Just then, the tea kettle started whistling and Mrs. Lopez stood up. She quickly fixed two mugs of tea and she and her daughter sipped at them in a much more comfortable silence.
After the tea was finished, the mother and daughter put their mugs in the dishwasher and then looked at each other. Mrs. Lopez reached out and hugged her daughter again. This time, Alex hugged back.
Alex got her suitcase and walked hesitantly up the stairs. She was relieved to have gotten over the barrier between her and her mother, but now she had a whole new problem with her half sister. She could tell from the very moment she had set sight on Santana that the Latina didn't like her, and probably wasn't going to. And sharing a room certainly wouldn't help that.
Alex came to a closed door that she could only assume was Santana's room. She knocked lightly a few times with her free hand and waited anxiously.
Santana groaned and got up from her bed. She had taken the liberty to inflate the air mattress and put pillows and blankets on it. She opened the door to see Alex standing there, suitcase in hand.
"You can sit your bag wherever." Santana mumbled, turning back around and crawling into her bed once again. Alex nodded and sat her bag next to the air mattress.
"Um, is there anywhere I can change and stuff?" Alex asked. Great, now she was going to seem like a bother.
Santana looked up from her chemistry book and pointed at the door, down the hall. Alex grabbed a pair of flannel pajama pants, a tank top, and her toothbrush and toothpaste out of her bag and quickly made her way out into the hallway.
Alex was back in a matter of minutes. Santana watched her out of the corner of her eye. The girl definitely didn't look like her sister, or even related for that matter. She was tall, at least 5' 8", with a very skinny figure, and compared to Santana's dark skin, she looked like Snow White. The only feature that she shared with Santana was her dark brown eyes.
As soon as Alex crawled onto the air mattress, Santana shut her lamp off. The room instantly became dark, the only light coming through the door from the hallway. Santana waited a few minutes before speaking.
"You aren't my sister Alex. Don't expect to be calling me hermana and sharing little secrets while you're here." Santana said as she turned the lamp on. She wanted to see Alex's reaction.
The younger girl turned to the Latina, not a hint of surprise on her face. "I wasn't really expecting to Santana. I don't want to be here any more than you want me to." Alex replied dryly.
Santana seemed pleased with the response and shut the lamp off. Alex rolled over on the mattress so that she wasn't facing Santana's bed, and dozed off to sleep.
"Wake up." Santana grumbled, nudging Alex with her foot. The younger girl's eyes shot open and she sat up quickly. Realizing where she was, Alex stood up and stretched. Her back cracked loudly, along with her neck and knuckles.
Without speaking, Alex to her bag to the bathroom with her and did her normal morning routine. She changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a V-neck t-shirt. Alex put on a bit of eye makeup, though she really didn't need it, and straightened her layered, shaggy hair. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she cleaned up and exited the bathroom.
Santana was waiting for Alex downstairs when she finished. Her mother had fixed them a small breakfast of bacon and eggs, which the two girls ate in silence. Once finished, Mrs. Lopez hugged both of them before ushering them outside to leave for school.
Alex followed Santana to her car and got into the passenger's side. She had an empty folder, a pen, and a few notebooks in her arms. As soon as she had shut the door, the Latina took off.
The car arrived at William McKinley High School fairly quickly, thanks to Santana's less than admirable driving. Before Alex could get out of the car, Santana stopped her.
"Look, I'd rather not have everyone know that you're…I mean we're related. So just….don't-"Alex interrupted her.
"Santana, I get it. I won't tell anyone." Alex said, opening the door and getting out into the parking lot.
Santana made it the whole day without seeing Alex, and was relieved to make it to ninth period; Glee Club. She walked in the door, and stopped in her tracks. Alex was sitting in the back of the room, talking to Brittany.
The Latina marched towards the younger girl and her own girlfriend. Brittany looked up happily. "Hey Santana. I found this girl singing to herself in the restroom, so I brought her here." The blonde explained, smiling at Alex, who had a nervous expression on her face.
"Get out." Santana said coldly, addressing Alex. The younger girl stood up quickly, stared into Santana's eyes for a few moments, then walked out of the room.
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