Santana was laying in her bed. It was late afternoon and she was supposed to be in her English class but she figured they probably wouldn't miss her. She certainly wouldn't miss them reading stupid old poems about love and romance, so she decided to just stay in her room and if they asked her why she wasn't going she would just tell them she was sick. Simple. She used to do that all the time when she was younger… actually, it only worked a couple of times until her parents figured out that she wasn't really sick. It would probably get her in trouble this time, but what the hell.

There was a knock on the door. Santana didn't answer. After a few minutes that Rachel girl poked her head in. Santana continued to look at the ceiling.

"Hi. Uhm… Miss Holliday asked me to see if you were here."

"Well, I guess your mission is accomplished then. Bye, dwarf." Santana said, still not looking at Rachel.

"Miss Holliday actually said that I should bring you to class if i found you…"

"Okay, listen," Santana finally sat up and looked at Rachel. "If you leave now I won't have to kick your ass back to 2008. So please, go back to your English class." Santana waved her off with her hand, and laid back down.

Rachel looked flustered. "But…"

"For Christ's sake, Baggins, leave!" Santana yelled.

Rachel's eyes got big for a moment but then she took off, shutting the door behind her. That girl was seriously beyond annoying.

30 minutes later there was another knock on the door. Santana thought all classes must be over for the day.

"Ugh, what do you want this time?!" Santana shouted, and stood to open the door so she could yell at Rachel.

"I told you to get the fuck out… Oh." It wasn't Rachel standing outside the door but the blonde haired girl from Santanas math class. Brittany.

"I'm sorry… Were you… I'm supposed to tutor you now, but…" Brittany didn't look scared but more surprised because of Santanas outburst. That was weird… People were usually just scared of her.

"You ran off yesterday before Mr. Fields could talk to us about the tutoring thing. But, uhm, he said that I should just start today after our last class. So here I am." Brittany smiled at Santana who just looked indifferent. Brittany wasn't nearly as annoying as Rachel, but Santanas was not happy about the idea of a tutor.

"Should we just stay here? Or we could go to the library? Wait, there will probably be a lot of people there right now. We could go to my room, but Rachel will probably be there skyping with Finn… Maybe we should just stay here, or we could…"

"Wow, Brittany, you're rambling, I actually don't know what the fuck you just said."

Brittany looked a little nervous, but then she smiled. "I'm sorry, I tend to get a little over exited."

Santana frowned. "And what exactly is exiting about tutoring math?"

"Oh, well, math is fun," Brittany started as she walked past Santana and into the room, "but I'm always exited when I get to make new friends!" She put the books she had with her down on a table and turned to give Santana a big smile.

Shit, this girl was just one big happy cloud of… happy.

"We don't have to do a lot of math today. We can just talk and stuff, get to know each other, you could tell me where you lived before you got here and I could tell you about how Lord Tubbington once saved a boy from a house on fire…" Brittany started rambling again.

"I don't do this." Santana said.

"Do what?" Brittany looked confused.

"This whole… talking about myself and making friends. It's just not my kind of thing."

"Then what is?"

"What is what?" Now Santana was confused.

"What is your thing?"

"Uh… I don't have a thing… I just like it when it's me, my earplugs and my cigarettes."

"Oh, so you like music? What do you like?"

"Well, earlier I was listening to The Used and… why are you looking at me like that?"

Brittany was trying to hide her smirk, but she wasn't really doing a good job.

"You just told me something about yourself. Maybe you're better at this thing than you thought you were."

Santana eyed Brittany. Even though telling Brittany who her favourite band was seemed like a small thing, it was actually more than she had told anyone before. Nobody ever really cared enough for her to ask about small things like that.

"I hadn't expected you to be a rock chick. Oh, and you really shouldn't be smoking." Brittany said and added the last thing in a more serious tone.

"So what did you expect?" Santana was annoyed, but also a little curious. This girl was… kinda interesting.

"I don't know, something more like… Coldplay or Amy Winehouse. Something like that."

"Yeah, well, I guess I like angry music. It fits me."

"Are you angry?"

Santana didn't want to talk about this, and especially not with a girl she just met like 5 seconds ago.

"So what kind of music do you like?" Santana actually didn't care about it, but she would definitely not talk about herself anymore.

Brittanys face lit up at the question. "Oh, I like a lot of things! Most pop though, like Britney Spears or Ke$ha."

"Mmh…" Santana had walked back to her bed, only half listening to what Brittany was saying.

"So, should we do some of your math homework now?" Brittany asked.

"Actually, Brittany, I don't need a tutor."

"But I thought you were having trouble with math and needed to improve your grades." Brittany frowned.

"I don't care about math, or grades. I'm planning on leaving this school as soon as I can. So please, don't let me waste your time any longer." Santana gave Brittany a sarcastic smile, the one she did so well.

The door opened again and Quinn walked in, followed by Tina.

"Santana, the principal came and asked for you in Miss Hollidays class today. He wanted to see you." Quinn told her. She looked at Brittany and then back to Santana with a curious frown.

"Why?" Santana thought it was weird that the principal wanted to see her. She hadn't done anything wrong except for not going to class. Maybe that was enough for them to make her leave. Okay, maybe not but Santana really had her hopes up about leaving this place.

"I don't know, he just told us to tell you."

"I'm just going to go…" Brittany took her books and turned to leave. As she walked through the door Tina looked at Santana.

"What?!" Santana was really irritated.

Tina hurried to look away. "Nothing, nothing, I'm sorry."

Santana let out a sigh, and left the two girls alone in the room.

…

"This is bullshit!"

"No, it's not Santana. You were caught stealing – and it was not the first time. And since you're underage this was the only possibility for you, unless you'd rather be in juvie. You need to stop mess up your life. This will be good for you."

When Santana had walked in to the principal's office she had found out that Mrs. Dawson, the social worker who had been controling her life since she was 14, was there to talk to her.

"So basically I'm forced to stay here to keep myself out of juvie? Ugh, this is horrible."

"Actually I think you're pretty damn lucky to get this chance."

Santana scowled. "Yeah, let's celebrate me being stuck here."

"You should celebrate you not being in juvie. It's only 7 months Santana, and if you're willing to just give it a try I believe you can do this."

Santana wasn't thrilled. At all. Now she had to stay here and listen to Quinn and Tina talk about their boyfriends all the time, and watch Rachel walk around in her ugly tights and just yuk. But the idea of being in juvie sucked even more.

"Ugh, fine! I'll stay here and I'll try to graduate. Are you happy now?" People telling her what to do was not something Santana was happy about.

"Not as happy as you should be." Mrs. Dawson said.

She really was trying to piss her off, Santana thought.

…

Santana slammed the door as she walked back in to her room. Tina was sitting by the table doing her homework, and she almost dropped her pencil at the loud bang. Quinn was laying in her bed.

"Oh my God, you scared me!" Tina said while she brought her hand to her heart.

Santana didn't respond.

"So, are you leaving?" Quinn asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I'm stuck with you for the rest of the year. Lucky me." Santana answered, took her cigarettes and left the room again. On her way out she thought she heard Tina whisper 'crap.'

Outside she lit a cigarette. And then another one. She had been walking for awhile in the small forrest next to the school. She could do this. She had to do this Only 7 months, Santana. 7 months of extremely boring school and stupid homework though. But better than juvie.

"Hey!"

Santana turned around quickly and saw Brittany stand right behind her. She didn't think anyone would be out here.

"Jesus Christ Brittany, you can't just sneak up on people like that!" Santana exhaled.

Brittany's smile faltered. "Oh, I didn't mean to scare you…"

"You didn't, I just… I just thought I was alone."

"Do you want me to go?"

Usually Santana would have wanted her to go, but she actually didn't mind the company right now.

"No, it's fine," she said, and started walking again.

Brittany walked up next to her.

"I saw you went to the principal's office. I guess you're going home soon then."

"Nope. Staying." Santana took a last drag on her cigarette before she put it out.

"Really? That's awesome!" Brittany cheered.

"Why is that awesome?" Santana kinda disagreed on this.

"Because I wanted you to stay. I like you."

"Like me? Why? I'm not really a very likable person and you don't even know a thing about me."

"I know that you like music," Brittany smiled at Santana. "And that you're tapping your fingers against the table when you're bored in class. And when you're having trouble with math you murmur Spanish words to yourself. I don't know what they mean though. I think Spanish is very pretty, just like you, but I don't understand a word. I'm more into math. Or English, I like English. And I know that you get annoyed every time Rachel opens her mouth."

Santana stared at the other girl. Even though this was a very strange feeling to Santana, she thought she might like this girl too. At least she didn't dislike her.

"Well… I guess me staying means I need you to tutor me anyway."

A/N: I know this is very short, but I just wanted to get something out there, because I won't be able to update before next week, and it's crap o'clock right now and yeah… I hope you like it :)