the girl with the guitar [glee/sam evans]

chapter 34: The Spanish Teacher

Santana groaned, "You will not believe what just happened in Spanish."

Violet was walking down the hall to go to her next class when Santana comes out of nowhere, but at this point, she's become accustomed to it, "Let me guess, did Schue say something offensive or did he mess up teaching you guys something in Spanish?"

"He sang 'La Cucaracha' because it's Taco Tuesday."

She just cringed, "Really?" Santana nodded, "I'm so glad I take German."

"It's just ridiculous. He's so oblivious that he doesn't even realize what he's doing is wrong," Santana expressed frustratedly.

"Ya know, since coming to McKinley, I always wondered why Mr. Schue was the Spanish Teacher."

Santana sighed, "I honestly have no fucking clue. Every time I'm in that class, I feel like I'm losing all of the Spanish I already know. It's like my brain cells are dying in that class."

Violet cocked her head, "Then why are you taking Spanish? I mean you speak it at home."

"Well, it's an easy A for me, so that's always nice, but most of the Spanish I know are just insults that my abuela threw at me when I was younger. I know enough to carry a conversation, but I wanted to learn more about my culture and my language which I can't even do because freaking Schuester is treating it like a joke!"

She tried to lighten the mood slightly, "You know, I feel like I can even teach your Spanish class better than Schuester can."

Santana smiled, "My parents were always impressed with how much Spanish you knew."

She chuckled, "And that's because I had neglectful parents who stuck me with a bilingual nanny when I was 3. Gotta love rich and busy parents. You know, you should just switch over to German. The teacher's really good, and I'm lonely because no one else in Glee takes it."

Santana sighed, "I would if I could, but it's the middle of senior year. I might as well finish the class out."

"Well, you should at least complain to Figgins about it. Your education's important, and if Schue's not qualified, then he should get qualified. That's what he's being paid to do after all."

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It was time for Glee, and Violet was leaning on the piano by Mike talking about the chemistry test they had last week Friday. Mr. Schue suddenly runs into the room, as usual, and rushes over to the board.

"Alright, guys! Let me ask you something. Where do you think you'll be in the year 2030?" This really made Violet think. She honestly didn't know. For most of her life, she just went with the flow of everything. She's never really made plans for herself. Her best guess would be that she might just end up on Broadway again.

"Broadway." Rachel and Kurt exclaimed at the same time, "Twinsies!"

Artie raised his hand and then shouted out, "Walking."