Chapter 22: Rose Thorne

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A statue... I just turned my teacher into a statue... This is no ordinary statue though. Oh no, this is a statue of pure shock! Speechless, I would say he's lifeless but he keeps blinking rapidly.

"What did you just say Santana?"

Ahh, he spoke!!! W-w-what should I say back? I don't know anymore. Right, think Lopez... Emmmm, I've got it! Now, where's the nearest bridge? Dam it Santana! Why are your first thoughts for everything bad always include you jumping into Neverland?

"Santana... Did you hear me?" Oh gosh. Now I really don't know what to say. My eyes have suddenly turned into a pair of deserts, and I'm lost.

Ok, I think I have a idea, just, deep breath, take one big step back and let the words flow. As I feel my legs jolt back quickly to my desk, this happens.

"Yes Mr Shue, it's true," I can't believe my own words. Well on the plus side, at least I'm not whispering anymore. "It's complicated."

His mouth is dropping slightly, still in shock, and he's started nodding now, "Yeah... I bet," Stay afloat Santana, don't drown now. "Who's th," QUICK, CUT HIM OFF!

"Don't... Just, don't..." I don't even know the answer to that question yet. "How did you know sir?"

Mr Shue's humming, don't ask why? His answer doesn't help. It's like a quick mumbled mess, "I mean, I knew you where acting strange, well, stranger today but... I didn't expect that to be the reason."

Oh gosh, this is so awkward. Where's a fire bell when you need one?


Monday Night: 11:30pm to be precise 

"You know Maria, there's this new trend that's just come out lately. It's called sleep." Believe me when I say that it's really hard to speak 'Baby talk' when you've been up for almost 21 hours. "All you do is close your eyes, And please STOP CRYING."

Maria's asleep now. Thank goodness for that to, after all, I'm not a night owl and it's 2:25.

It's weird... This is the first time since New Years that I've had time to think... And all these thought are real eye openers. That and I can't sleep so I have my eyes wide open.

I haven't noticed Britt being more romantic (I feel bad about that), Maria's reached ZERO of her milestones and she's 6 months next weekend, I need to book a appointment to meet mini Lopez-(Insert father's name here???) for next week and most importantly of all, I need to pull myself together!

I'm just looking back at my old diary from 5 years ago, I really should start writing again, and I've just found a quote in the back that my Mama wrote about me. It's brought more tears to my eyes. She was a very logical person you know...


I am Strong - Because I am weak

I am Fearless - Because I have been afraid

I am Beautiful - Because I know my flaws

I am Wise - Because I have been foolish

I can Laugh - Because I've know sadness...



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