By this point in the day, I'm feeling every single emotion possible to human beings. I'm sad because I have no parents (Well, that's obvious), I'm angry because I no longer have a ride, I'm discussed about how everyone's treating me for coming into school extremely late, and I'm happy with the love of my life right now.
I made it back in time for glee practice. Mr Shue is trying to convince us how great this country sing of malarkey is? "It's called the Eurovision song Contest. 27 countries sing it out to,"
"What do they win?" Quinn askes,
"Well... they get to host the show the next year and" Mr Shue was interrupted again, but this time, by me,
"Why are we talking about stuff that's happening in Europe, this is America," I'm not gonna lie, I couldn't of said that more rudely even if I tried. He just looked at me, I knew he wanted to argue his point but he just, looked at me. It was almost like he could see through my hard, mean girl persona. I don't like it when people can see the real me. I'm gonna regret this but...
10 minutes later...
"Santana, wait," Rachel bellowed from the far side of the corridor
By this point all the girls where chasing me around the school, I gave them the run around until I got tiered and ran into the girls toilets. "That was not cool Santana!" Mercedes says, and Sugar adds, "Cut her some slack guys. Her come backs were amazingly awkward, I mean, emm emmm. I can't think anything good to say."
Well there definitely NOT helping. These cubical walls can't block out the girls, attempts, to get me to show myself. I feel like I've been in hear for years, but it's only been 15 minuets. And that's when I hear my rescuer.
"Santana, it's me," Brittany's soft words echo's as the other girls finally SHUT UP, "We can NEVER understand what you've been through and your on going struggles... But we can at least try." Silence echoes for a minute, I'm turning the icy cold lock to then run into Brittany's warm embrace.
Time passes and I've been crying on the floor for a whole hour. In Brittany's embrace, Rachel's wiping away my tears whilst Tina's stroking my hair and the others tried to make me laugh.
"What is it with hedgehogs, why can't they share the whole hedge." I'm not joking when I say that is the best joke Sugar has said this whole time.
"Huh, that's so funny because it's soooooooo not funny," I say calmly. We all hear the drone of the school bell and what sounds like a stampede.
"Finally, schools out," Brittany says in relief, "Lets do something tonight?"
"I'm up for that," Quinn adds,
Hang on a minute... something's not right hear. There talking about going out now , They have the cheerios now!
"Oh gosh," I interrupt them while there making plans for tonight, "Quinn, Britt Britt, WHAT DID YOU DO WHILE I WASN'T HEAR!!!" They looked at each other, biting there lips.
It turns out they talked to Sue, trying to convince her to get me back on the cheerios, without telling her what's happening in my home life. They wouldn't tell me exactly what they said, all I know is that Britt was calm, and Quinn slapped Sue around the face.
"So what your both saying is that she kicked you two off, because you stood up for me?" I queried,
They both nodded. I feel so guilty for getting them kicked out of the cheerios. Every thing I touch freezes to deaf.
"Oh gosh Santana, DON'T CRY AGAIN," Tina says thermally, "I'm not used to it, it's really scary!"
We finally all get off the manky bathroom floor and head over to the choir room to get our bags, where we are welcomed by Mr Shue. "See you ladies tomorrow. Hey Santana, can you stay behind for a sec?" I grown at the thought,
"We'll be waiting in the car park sweaty," I nod whilst Brittany plants her soft kisses on my left cheek.
The girls cautiously walk out of the choir room, I'm pretty sure Tina dialled a 9 and a 1 into her phone on her way out. I walk over to Shue face with my arms crossed in a teenage manor. I'm try to act like a jerk but deep down I'm so sad.
"How are you feeling now?" He askes
I reply, "The same as I woke up this morning, and that's not a good thing."
He sighs and looks at me, kind of reassuringly, "If you ever need to talk to anyone, Emma's and my doors are always open, All the glee club really want to help you and Maria out," I interrupt him.
"Thanks, but I don't want any help," why did I say that! I'm desperate hear.
"But, if you ever need it, you know who to go to," He passes me a piece of paper with his and Emma's phone numbers on it.
I nod my head as a sign of thanks and head my way out to the car park. Well; at least I've got some time out with the girls to look forward to... TO BE CONTINUDE
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FanfictionSantana Lopez has a hard exterior, but when she's orphaned and left to look after her very young, special needs sister Maria. She has to learn how to be a mother to her sister as well as juggling her school work, New Directions and her girlfriend Br...
