Chapter 1 - She's not my sister!
In the morning of their first day at school as seniors Brittany wakes up a little late than usual. She's about to go shower when she notices that her towel is not there. She starts to get angry and storms off in the direction of the one place she knows her towel will be.
"Santana!" Brittany screams as she enters her step-sister's room. "You're always the same! You do this on purpose to get me angry, don't you?"
"Don't you know how to knock?" Santana says annoyed.
"That towel is mine!" Brittany says while pointing at the towel Santana has around her body. "You know perfectly well that the towel is mine. Why do you insist on using it?! It must be to mock me!"
"Sorry. The towels are all the same. But if you want you can use mine that is in the bathroom." Santana says sarcastically.
"No! I can't and I don't want to!"
"All this fuss because of a towel? Don't worry." Santana puts her hand on the towel, ready to take it off.
"Don't you dare. I hope yo-"
Santana takes the towel off of her body and stands in front of Brittany naked. Brittany turns around quickly and puts her hands in front of her face.
"You're unbelievable!"
"I know. I've heard that many times before, if you know what I mean." Santana says smugly.
"You're a pig."
Santana approaches Brittany and gives her the towel. "Don't be late." She whispers in Brittany's ear.
"You're disgusting!" Brittany says while dropping the towel on the floor and then storms off to her own room. "Idiot! You do this on purpose to make me angry! Argh!"
"It's already started" Santana's mom says while eating breakfast with her husband.
"It would be strange if it hadn't." Brittany's dad says in a joking manner.
After eating breakfast with their parents and glaring at each other both girls drove to school, separately of course. Brittany on the bus because she didn't have her license yet and Santana on her motorcycle. When Brittany arrived at school she went to see which classes she would have and who she would be with in them. Unlucky for her all her classes are shared with the Latina she most hates in the whole world. This is going to be a long year, she thinks to herself. While walking in the halls of Mckinley High School she sees her best friend Quinn at her locker.
"Hey Quinn." Brittany says a little upset.
"Hey. What's wrong?" Quinn asks sensing that her best friend is upset.
"It's always the same thing. Santana. She's so irritating. She's always trying to get on my nerves."
"What did she do this time?"
"She stole my towel and when I went to her room to get it back she took the towel off of her body and standed in front of me naked. Ugh! She's the worst!"
"When are you two going to act like sisters?"
"She's not my sister!" Brittany says angrily. She never saw Santana as her sister. For Brittany a sister is someone you want to protect, is someone you want to tell your crushes, is someone you want to hang out with. And for Brittany that is not what she wants to do with Santana. Absolutely not!
"Ok ok. Calm down. You just have to forget about her and act like she doesn't exist." Quinn says calmly trying to help her best friend.
"The problem is just that. She's everywhere. Ugh! I hate her."
"Let's get to class before you track Santana down and rip her head off." Quinn says jokingly.
"I am a fingernail away of doing that." Brittany says in a serious tone while she walks off to class with Quinn right beside her.
Meanwhile at the bleachers Santana and Puck are talking about the new school year that hasn't begun yet and already sucks.
"I can't believe I'm going to have all my classes with blondie!" Santana says annoyed about the fact that with all the people that studies in the school she would have to take all her classes with the one person she couldn't stand the most in this whole world, Brittany S. Pierce.
"It's not that bad. You have some of your classes with me too."
"And your job is to make me stay sane in those classes before I strangle her." Santana says in a serious tone.
"The day you two speak normally to each other is the day I'm gonna win the lottery." Puck says laughing.
"Then you're going to be poor as fuck."
"You never know."
Here's the chapter one for you guys. It probably isn't very good but be nice with me, it's my first story. I will get better, promise. Tell me if I should continue with the story or not. Till next chapter :D
P.S. I decided to change Brittany's best friend to Quinn and Santana's to Puck because I think it's more suitable in the story.