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To most people at McKinley High School, the sight of a fuming Santana Lopez would've sent people running off in the opposite direction.
However, to Keilani, she had become less afraid of an angry Santana over the years of getting to know her. After holding her back multiple times from attempting to beat up Rachel Berry, Keilani had gotten used to calming down Santana, and if Brittany wasn't around, her and Mercedes were the best bets to make sure Santana didn't completely lose it.
"You alright, Santana?" Keilani asked carefully as she approached Santana at her locker. "You don't seem like you're in the best of moods."
"I think I'm perfectly fine."
"I think it looks like you're hurting a voodoo doll that looks suspiciously like Mr. Shue." Keilani noticed something on the doll that made her want to burst into giggles. "Is that a plaid sweater vest?"
"I like to make them as realistic as possible."
"Santana," Keilani said with a small laugh, making Santana finally put down the doll. "Tell me what's up."
"You're probably one of the few people here who might actually get it," Santana sighed. "But I just saw Mr. Shue do what was quite possibly one of the worst things I've ever seen, and that's saying a lot since we've seen him rap on multiple occasions."
"Worse than the 'Toxic' performance?"
"Worse than the 'Toxic' performance," Santana nodded, causing Keilani to wince as she thought about that awful performance back at the beginning of her sophomore year. "Think of the most stereotypical Spanish song you can think of."
"Don't tell me–"
"'La Cucaracha'," Santana confirmed in a horrified voice. "Complete with the oversized sombrero, poncho, and even maracas."
Cringing because of what Santana just told her, Keilani glanced over at the teacher in question – who was in the middle of yet another heated conversation with Coach Sylvester – to make sure there wasn't any chance of him overhearing. "Why do you think I took French?" Keilani said. "Keanu was only in the class for a week before he switched out because of how awful of a teacher he was. Our dad's been teaching us Spanish ever since, and my mom ended teaching us Hawaiian language too. Honestly, I think it's so much better than whatever Mr. Shue or McKinley has to offer."
"Oh, but you haven't even!" Santana leaned in and whispered, "Puck was trying to sneak into the school late at night a couple of days ago, and he says he saw Mr. Shue here taking night classes for Spanish."
Keilani quickly became infuriated as she thought about the fact that Mr. Shue appeared to barely have any knowledge of the subject he seemed to teach. "You're joking."
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butterflies ⋮ sam evans
Fanfiction⤷ the one in which the quiet girl and the dorky new guy fall for each other and sing more than a few times along the way. ♫ [s2-s6] [sam evans] ♫ published: 09.18.2020 completed: 05.21.2023