(Ch 1 pt 8)

A Little while later

"Santana! Walk the dog!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. I came downstairs slowly, my body aching within every step. "I heard your old friend Brittany is

back in town," she said sipping her coffee as I approached the kitchen. "No.. She's not.." I scoffed quietly and grabbed my dogs leash and took her outside. I

sat there and thought. "Good girl!" I smiled and took her back inside "I'm gonna get to school on time. Bye." I smiled and walked to school peacefully. "Hey!"

Brittany said walking up to me. "H-hi..?" I replied confused. "My mom explained to me, why you thought you knew me." She smiled. That kinda, erm, hurt. I do

you know. I know you. "Yea , yea.. Sorry I was creepy yesterday." I said rearranging my books. "OH HEY! I got a D on my science exam. Mind asking your fairy

friends to fix the grade for me?" a joke said walking by me. The whole team laughed. "You have fairy friends?" She squinted her eyes. "N-no.." I stammered. "I

used to. I felt like I needed them for some reason," she said. "Gosh. I can't believe I just said that." She. Chuckled. I smiled at her. She has the cutest little

giggle, a beautiful face and the softest looking lips...she wouldn't want me though... All she'll be getting is what's left of damaged goods. I coughed. "So um...

What classes do you have?" I asked. She pulled out her schedule from her pocket. I scanned her classes slowly "We have all the same classes! I just don't go

to Gym" I said smiling. "why not?" she leaned against the lockers putting the classes list back in her pocket. "I don't wear shorts and short sleeve shirts..." I

didn't wanna say the reason even though she was most likely gonna ask. The bruises. "Oh..." She frowned. "I c-can show you around if you want". I grabbed

the books I need and closed my locker. "That'd be great..." She smiled. "Your name is Santana right?" she asked. I nodded. "Your name is Brittany." I smiled.

"Why yes it is." She giggles. The class bell rang.

"So..I'll see you after gym?" she asked. "Yea...". "Do you ditch?" she asked politely. "Yes. But please don't tell anyone. I really don't want it to get to my d-my

parents." "I won't tell anyone... Can I ditch with you?" she asked. "On your first day?" I chuckled. A real smile. "Haha. Yea.. You seem fun to ditch with... Where

to you go to ditch?" she asked tilting her head and we started walking towards the exit. "I go somewhere special." I smiled wide "And that is?" she said

waving her hand I confusion. "The hill"

(Ch 1 pt 9)

"What is this place?" she asked. My mind immediately wanted to tell her everything. But I couldn't. Not now. "It's just a hill I like to go to.." I sat on the edge.

"It feels familiar." SHIT SHE SAID IT FEELS FAMILIAR. "It does!?" I yelled. "Yeaa" she said creeped out. "We..we um.." I was questioning whether to tell her or

not. "We what?" she said picking at some grass. "We'd.. Throw our Frisbees up here and lose them because we didn't wanna climb up... "I lied. I didn't have

the guts to tell her, I didn't wanna sound like the creepy crazy girl who believes in fairies. That's how everyone sees me. I didn't want her to see me like that..

"Oh " she chuckled. "Guessing we were lazy kids," she put her backpack down to the side. " Yea..." I forced a chuckle. This sucks. We just sat there. No

conversation going. I just replayed all the memories in my head. "Are you in any clubs?" she finally talked. "N-no clubs aren't my thing." I'm thinking of joining

the Cheerios.. And maybe glee club." "Glee club?" I asked getting about my sketch book. "Yea..will you join with me? So I'm not friendless." She considers me

her friend. We are making progress. "No no no. I don't do clubs. I stay on the side and doodle." I smiled at her and pulled the hair behind my face.

"Pleassssseee" she moved closer to me I glanced at her, she had the pouty puppy dog face and her eyes shined in the light from the sun. I couldn't say no.

"Ughhh fine!". "Yay!" she squealed clapping I laughed a bit. She was adorable. "Thank you..." She looked at me with an unsure face, then pecked my cheek. I

felt my cheeks turn bright red. "Awe... You're blushing.." She smiled and scooted till she was right next to me. I laughed and we sat there and talked... But

within every word she said... I fell in love with her.

(Ch 1 pt 10)

I didn't feel like going back to school. So I let Britt go back and I went home, and I sneaked upstairs to my room and fell asleep. So many nights staying awake,

I'm exhausted. "Santana!" I heard a high pitch scream. "Santana! Help me!" Another scream. Scream after scream. "Santana! Save me!". I replied to all the

bounding dark screams "I'M TRYING!" "I'm sorry!" I woke up. Breathing heavily. A dream. The dream started becoming clearer every little fast, slow or even long

blinks. There was me. From the last years of my life yelling for me now to set them free, nothing did. I kept them secret. I kept them inside hiding screaming to

be set free and the only stopping me was fear. I'm so scared. Only thing made me happy. I tightly closed my eyes. "Fishy, fishy, why are you so squishy...Fishy,

fishy, why are you so squishy... Fishy, fishy, why are you so squishy... Fishy, fishy, why are you so squishy..." I repeated and closed my eyes. I was there. With

the fairies and Brittany. Happy and smiling again. I didn't go back to sleep. 4:00am. 5:00am. 6:00am. 7:30am. And another night staying up all night. Yippie. I

came downstairs early to find my dad pasted out on his chair, beer in the left hand cigarette in the right. Like always. I quietly put out the cigarette and took

the beer into the kitchen and poured it out till a felt a warm hand touch my arm. "Hello there." He said running his fingers up and down my arm. I swallowed air.

Nothing to swallow. "G-get away from me" I heard my 10 year old self in my mind say. "Please don't" said my 13 year old self to my 15 year old self and I just

heard a swallow. He kissed my shoulder, I still have no clue how to handle this. "I love you , you know that right?" he felt my body. I just nodded. "Come

here.." He pulled me away. I knew what he was going to do. I wanted to scream for him to let go! I didn't want to do this with him, not again! Not ever. There I

stood fear with his hands around my neck making me choke on my own words. So I couldn't say anything. Fear.