Disclaimer: I DO NOT own anything Glee. They belong to Ryan Murphy.
All she could do was sit there. She would nervously look up at the clock hanging on the wall and silently pray the day would just end. Her clothes were stained with spots of red, blue, orange, and green due to the multiple numbers of slushy facials she'd received today. She sunk back into her chair and pulled the hood from her hoodie over her head to hide her face from everyone surrounding her. Her eye make up had run from the mixture of the cold slushies and crying and she really didn't feel like wiping her face off. She just wanted to go home, crawl in her bed, and wish that tomorrow never comes. She had friends, Kurt Hummel and his dreamy boyfriend Blaine Anderson, Mercedes Jones and her boyfriend Sam Evans, and she even considered Rachel Berry to be a friend. Santana Lopez still didn't feel like she fit in anywhere at William McKinley High School. She lived on the poor side of town practically by herself. Her dad died a year ago and ever since then her mother is never home.
The bell finally rang. Santana jumped out of her seat and ran outside to begin her 30 minute walk home. She ran into the person she considers her best friend, Quinn Fabray, as she was too getting a slushy facial. Immediately she grabbed her friend and took her to the girl's restroom to help get the stinging dye wiped from her eyes. "That stupid Frankenteen is going to pay for this one day," Santana comforted her crying friend as she referred to Finn Hudson.
The two girls walked out of the restroom and started to walk back outside when Santana stopped dead in her tracks. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Noah Puckerman talking to someone she'd never seen before. "Q, who's that?" Santana asked her.
"That's Brittany, she moved here about a month ago, during you're month suspension."
"Best vacation ever," She giggled.
Santana pretended to be a badass. Deep down, she hurt every time she was made fun of or had a slushy thrown at her. Her suspension was from getting pissed off from having a slushy poured down her brand new shirt and she super glued the culprit's hands to his junk. She used to be HBIC along side Quinn, which was until they were forced out of the closet by Finn, Quinn's boyfriend at the time. Most of their friends were the same way. Kurt and Blaine were popular; with Kurt on the Cheerios and Blaine being a star on the football team. They thought that everyone would be more accepting of their relationship, that was until both got kicked off their respected teams and shunned. Sam and Mercedes were never popular. Even though both of them had the looks, they never really got along with the popular kids. Rachel was put on the loser list for two reasons. One was that she had two gay dads and the second was she herself was gay.
Santana quickly walked to catch up with Quinn after she realized she was mesmerized by this girl and wasn't moving. "What do you know about her?" She asked her friend.
"Not much really. She just moved here because her dad opened a new dance studio here and she's one of the instructors. I've never seen her dance but I hear she's really good."
Santana had always had a thing for blondes and dancers. This was the best of both worlds in her eyes. She found herself wanting to get to know this girl. No, she had to know this girl. When she was standing in the hallway staring at her, she noticed how beautifully blue the girls eyes were. "Hey San, snap out of it," Quinn said as they reached her car. "You have only seen the girl once and you're daydreaming."
"I can't help it."
"Yes well Puck is trying to get up in that, so after he's done I'm sure she will descend into our ranks."
Hearing Quinn say this really pissed Santana off. "Fuck you. Puck isn't going to do to her what he did to you." Santana said.
"You don't get to talk about Beth like that."
"You don't get to assume Puck is going to get with her."
"Like he wasn't going to get with you?"
With this said Santana slapped her friend and walked off. "Fuck this I'll walk home."