20 more to go until I reach 100! THAT'S FREAKING AMAZING! I feel so loved...:) Haha...Just stating, my purpose for this story is to entertain you guys and keep ya'll happy. x) Anyways, thank you for all the support (I think I've said this 3 times in a row but I AM SO THANKFUL TO HAVE YOU GUYS ENJOY MY STORY AND IT'S NOT EVEN THANKSGIVING!) Hehe. Enjoy this probably pointless and good chapter...i hope.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Thank you for your cooperation.

I was at my locker, emptying out some of the books. "Oh my god." I said when I closed my locker there he was, smiling a pathetic grin at me. "What are you doing here?"

"Need help?" He asked.

"Sure." I dropped some of my textbooks and gave them to him.

"I have to bring these back to Principal Figgin's office. He wants them in by tomorrow, but I'm guessing I'll give them in today, because tomorrow...is Saturday." I struggled, carrying my books. Mike's face looked confused. "I know right."

We were walking down the hallway and there walked Santana, as she passed by us, she tipped over my books. Arms locked with Carlos, he didn't seem to notice what she just did until I started to scream at her. "What the heck Santana?"

"Leaving tomorrow?" She paused. "Boo hoo. You don't get to see your precious Mike anymore."

"Shut up." I said.

"Santana, maybe you should stop, her temperature might go high." Carlos quietly said to her.

"Oh, do you wanna go?" She loosened the grip she had with Carlos's arm, and stepped forward.

"Sure. Anytime." I got up from picking up my books.

"Micaela, I don't think this is the right thing to do." Mike stopped me.

"I know what I'm doing, she knocked over the books, I have to do something with it."

"So you just think I was a Cheerio. Well I also come from a place called Lima Heights adjacent. And you know where that is poppin' fresh? It's on the wrong side of the tracks. So watch your face, before I go all Lima Heights on you." She spoke to me.

"Micaela..." Mike told me.

"I know what I'm doing!" I exclaimed. "Not like Carlos is going to love you any time soon." I replied to her.

Then it happened. Santana instantly slapped me. From there, I lost it. I pushed her against the locker and started to tug violently on her hair.

"Santana stop!" Carlos was yelling.

After a couple pushes and deadly hair-pulls, Puck, Carlos, and Finn got a hold of her and separated him from me. I pushed the hair in my face away from my eyes as I watched them pull her as far away from me as possible. "That's how we do it in Lima Heights!" She yelled, her voice, echoing through the hallway. I brushed my hair back and picked up my books.

"I told you to be careful."

"It's alright. I'm not hurt or anything." I lied. Except the fact that my head was already aching from the hair-pulls, and I got pushed against the lockers pretty hard. "What is wrong with her?"

"Well, Santana is Santana." Mike shrugged. "Aside that, I wish we did more things together before this day. It was really fun hanging out with you. You're a pretty awesome girl to hang out with."

I kind of blushed. "Thanks. Also thanks for helping me bring the stuff to the office. I'll see you later."

Sorry for the cheesy ending! I didn't get any sleep last night, so my brain wasn't working as well. I still hope you liked it!