Santana's pov
After a boring day at school, I walked to cheerios practice.
"Hey Q, wait up." I yelled down the hallway to my best friend Quinn Fabray.
"Hey, guess who just asked me out?" Quinn smiled when I finally caught up to her.
"Who? Oh is it that ass from the football team?" I asked smirking slightly.
"Well, he's on the football team but he's not an ass. His name is Finn and I've told you about him like a thousand times," Quinn rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, the one who looks like a bloated baby." I mocked and then giggled.
Quinn rolled her eyes again and walked over to talk to Brittany.
That's the first time I've ever seen her talk to Brittany.
I stood there for a second until I saw Sue walking over to me.
"Why are you just standing there? Start the warm up," Sue yelled at me.
I walked in front of the group and we all did the warm up and practiced a few routines.
After practice was over I walked to my car. "Hey Lopez, I need a ride." Puck screamed as he walked away from football practice.
"Yeah, well you're not getting into my car. So back your little ass up," I yelled back as he walked closer.
"We can have sex again if you drive me," He offered.
"Nope, you suck in bed. I have to get home." I pushed him away and he laughed and walked away.
Puck and I have a really complicated relationship. We dated for a year last year. He's one of my good friends and has a major crush on my best friend. So, we're kind of friends.
I got in my car and drove to my dad's work.
I walked into the doctor's office and waved at the lady at the front desk then walked back to see my dad.
"Santana, how was school?" My dad asked as I shut the door.
"It was okay, but dad I want a boob job," I blurted and sat in the office chair.
"Okay, are you sure?" My dad asked.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it for a while. I'll be even hotter than I am now," I winked and my dad smiled back at me.
"Yeah , okay. I have some friends who wouldn't mind doing it. I'll talk to your mom first and she probably won't mind," He explained continuing to file some papers.
"Thanks dad, I'm going to go home and do my homework I'll see you when you get home, " I kissed my dad's cheek and walked back to my car.
I walked into my house and my mom was sitting at the kitchen table with a lady I recognized as Brittany's mom.
"Hey sweetie, how was school?" My mom asked.
"It was good," I answered simply.
"This is Whitney Pierce, she lives down the street. You might know her daughter, Brittany?" My mom asked.
"I'm Santana, and yeah I know Brittany. She's in cheerleading and glee club with me," I smiled at the blonde woman sitting in my kitchen.
"Whitney is trying to get some new friends for Brittany since Brittany isn't good at making her own friends and we live right down the street," My mom explained and Whitney nodded.
"Okay, yeah sure." I smiled and put my bags down.
"Okay honey, go and get changed. You're going to Brittany's house for a while," My mom said.
I went upstairs and threw my bags on the bed. And did a little victory dance. Finally getting to talk to Brittany.
I had to look good for her. It was November which means fall clothes.
I put black stockings and a black short skirt. I put on a white crop top and a few bracelets. I put on black combat boots and perfume.
I basically skipped to Brittany's house with a smile on my face. I knocked on the door and Whitney opened it.
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Survivors
FanfictionSantana is the head bitch in charge and Brittany is the dumb (not so dumb) girl down the street