"You know, Lord Tubbington told me I need to give him more allowance," Brittany told Julia as they walked through the now crowded halls.
"I wouldn't give it to him, he might be trying to spend it on cigarettes or other drugs," Julia replied, loving life in Brittany's world.
As the duo rounded the corner, they both noticed the shocked expressions and over-dramatic gasps from their peers. And for the first time in forever, they weren't gaping at Julia and Brittany, but instead another, newly re-instated member of the Cheerios.
"Is that Quinn?" Brittany blatantly wondered, looking ahead at a blonde ponytail.
"Uh, yeah, I think so," Julia raised her eyebrows in a bit of surprise.
But before she had any time to react, someone zoomed past her, almost knocking her off her feet before they pushed Quinn up against the lockers will all their might.
Both girls grunted, Quinn using her equally as strong force to push Santana off of her. The crowd parted and left a gaping hole where they faced each other, glaring at each other.
"You did this to me! You told Coach Sylvester about my summer surgery!" Santana yelled with her face inches from Quinn's who didn't even dream of backing down.
Julia rushed toward the scene, pushing by bystanders, Brittany on her tail.
"You have a surgery when you get your appendix out. You. Got. A Boob Job!" Quinn shouted back.
"Yup, sure did," Santana nodded before she wound up her left arm and her palm made stinging contact with Quinn's right cheek.
Julia's hand instinctively shot over her mouth. Though Brittany somehow stood unfazed by the situation.
"You can't hit me!" Quinn quickly recovered.
"Oh, sure I can, unless you got yourself knocked up again, slut!" Santana spat in Quinn's face and dramatically threw her hands up in the air.
Santana, taken a bit off guard, was harshly slammed into the lockers by Quinn who grit her teeth in anger.
"Stop the violence," Brittany calmly remarked, Julia glancing over at the girl for a second before turning her attention back toward the violence Brittany referred to.
Santana flipped them over so Quinn was pinned to the lockers, though not for long as Quinn grabbed Santana's ponytail and forcefully yanked it, Santana emitting a high-pitched shriek.
As much as Julia loved her two best friends, no way was the getting involved in the full-blown wrestling match in the middle of the hallway that was sure to get someone suspended. Well, in any other school except McKinley.
Luckily there was someone else who was willing to interfere just as Santana tossed Quinn across the hall like a rag doll.
"Hey, hey, what is this?" Mr. Schue exclaimed, immediately putting his body between the two smaller girls, sticking an arm out toward each of them to keep the two as far away as possible, though they fought back. "What happened to us being a family?"
"Oh please, she has a family, she's a mother!" Santana dragged out, her hands waving in the air yet again.
Julia took the chance to wrap her arms around Santana's torso and tug her away from the situation.
"Walk away!" Quinn screamed, clawing toward Santana and at Mr. Schue who struggled to hold the sixteen-year-old back. "And tighten up your pony before you get to class!"
For whatever reason, Santana obeyed, tightening her ponytail so taut, she'd probably have a headache by next period. Julia eventually let go of her as Santana began to walk away from the altercation, though Julia was ready to grab her again if Santana decided to pounce once more.
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Freckles ➳ Santana Lopez (re-writing)
Fanfiction"I want to be with you. And not just as friends." *** Julia Mendoza appeared to have the world at her feet. She was your cliche, mean, popular cheerleader with a whole lot of sass, completing the Fearsome Foursome which ruled McKinley High and con...
