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Chapter 2: Elementary School – Part 2

"I can not say how sorry I am, Principal Reggins. We promise this will never happen again. Isn't it so, Santana?", Dr. Lopez stood behind his daughter. His hands lay on her shoulders and while he spoke he pressed his finger menacingly hard into her shoulders.

"Of course", she whispered fearful, "I'm sorry", she gazed at the principal for a second and then looked back at her feet.

"She was pretty nervous because it is her first day at school. She was just a little hyperactive", Santana's mother tried to explain.

Santana opened her mouth. She hated it, when her parents talked about her, as if she wasn't around. But again her father squeezed her shoulder to shut her up.

"Well...", the principal started, "nobody got really hurt and we don't know what really happened. Maybe the boys had angered her. So, the fray won't have any consequences. But young lady..", he looked at Santana and raised a finger, "I don't want to see anything like that again. Do you understand?"

Santana just nodded.

"Honey", her mother started and faced her, "Can you wait outside? We want to discuss something with Principal Reggins"

Santana walked out of the door and spotted Brittany still sitting on the chair.

"You're still here?", Santana asked and went towards her.

She nodded. "I wanted to make sure you're all right"

A little smile appeared on Santana's face. "I'm fine. Go home. We'll see us tomorrow"

The door to the principal's office opened again and Santana's parents came out.

"Santana!", her father said with a strict voice and grabbed her wounded arm, "We're going."

Santana gasped for air and her face contorted with pain.

Suddenly Brittany jumped off her chair. "You're hurting her! Let her go!", she said quietly but authoritative.

He looked at her slightly confused, not used to any kind of backtalk.

"Go home", Santana nearly begged, not sure if her father would snap.

Brittany gave her a sad look, then looked at the floor, turned around and walked away.

"Darling, I think you're hurting her for real", now even her mother tried to calm her husband down.

Dr. Lopez looked at Santana and her eyes filled with pain and he released her arm. Without saying anything he walked away.

Mrs. Lopez grabbed Santana's hand. "Come on, honey", she whispered and followed her husband.

On the way home, no one spoke a word. As they arrived at their house, Dr. Lopez turned to his daughter, his eyes were still mad.

"Go to your room. You're grounded for the next two weeks!", he said and without waiting for any responds he walked away.

Santana looked after him and finally tears were formed in her eyes. Because her arm still burned like hell and mainly because she didn't understand.

"Why are you so mad at me?", she sobbed, "Jorge gets in fights all the time and you're never mad at him. Sometime you're even proud", the tears rolled down her face.

"Your brother is a boy!", he yelled, "Girls are not supposed to fight. You're a girl Santana. Act like it!"

Santana looked at his Dad a last time, shook her head and ran upstairs into her room.

Dr. Lopez sighed. Mrs. Lopez laid a hand on his shoulder.

"She's only 6 years old. Don't be so hard on her. She always hangs out with her brother. So it's clear that she copies his behavior", she said quietly.

He shook his head. "No. She's my little girl. She's not supposed to fight", he repeated stubborn.

The next day, Santana felt very uncomfortable at school. Nose-bleed, his real name was Jimmy, who still had a swollen, red nose, looked at her angrily the whole lesson. And the other guys, who were involved in the fight didn't seem friendly, either.

Only Brittany smiled at her from time to time and when the bell rang and the break started, she stood up instantly and went towards her.

"How is your arm?", she asked concerned.

Santana smiled slightly. "Better, I guess"

"I brought you something", Brittany grasped into her pocket and hold a tube of cream in front of Santana's face, "My Dad said it'll help", she grinned, "I guess it's some kind of super hero medicine"

Before Santana could say something, Jimmy and the other guys suddenly stood in front of her and Jimmy pushed her against the wall, after he had made sure Miss Peterson wasn't watching.

"Listen. We decided to let our little fight yesterday go. It's just no fun to hit girls. No challenge", he smirked arrogant.

"Big words, considering they're coming from you, Rudolf!", Santana smirked back, touching his nose slightly.

He winced and contorted his face with anger. "Shut up", he yelled and pushed her again. This time so hard that she fell down on the floor. Santana landed exactly on her wounded arm and tears shot into her eyes, as the pain came back immediately.

Jimmy laughed triumphantly and took off with the other boys.

For a moment Santana just lay there not willing to get up. Why was this happening? She wanted things to change and now it was exactly the same as in Kindergarten.

She could see a hand in front of her and as she looked up, Brittany stood there smiling at her. No, not exactly like Kindergarten. Kindergarten had no Brittany.

Santana grabbed her hand and let her help her up. "Thanks", she mumbled, "Let's go outside"

Brittany linked pinkies with her and walked besides her.

"Did you know that every time you don't look, furniture and other objects start to move?", Brittany asked and nodded seriously, "That why we lose things sometimes. I try every day to turn around fast enough, so I can see something moving. But until now I have not managed it."

Santana giggled. "I'm sure you'll make it someday"