I Don't give a damn About My Bad Reputation

Listen up trolls, it's the one and only Santana Lopez here, also known as Snix. I'm from Lima Heights, and although I was suppose to grace my presence by going to McKinley High for a year, some idiot burned it down. So I'll be spending the rest of the year at Lima High. For those that don't already know me I'll let you in on a little secret, see you don't want to mess with me. I have a reputation for being a bit of a bitch, so if you can't handle the truth, stay away. If you think you can, feel free hit up my box and ask me something.

[asksantanahoepez]

OOC Announcement

So for those that don’t already know, Askmckinleyheights has officially been closed. however I don’t want to say goodbye to my bby Santana just yet, and she still has a story to be told. So I will be continuing this blog  a 1x1 with askskysplitslucyq.Stick around and see what happens!

[asksantanahoepez]

Most attractive you find about a person?

It’s a contributing factor type thing for me. Are they not a fattie? Bonus. Do they have nice skin that doesn’t look like a middle eastern oil factory? Bonus. Do they have nice hair? Bonus. It all adds up. I prefer people who have the whole package. What can I say, I’m shallow like that. 

[asksantanahoepez]

What would your ideal date be?

Why you ask, is this your pathetic way of asking me out? 

[ask-sugsmotta-deactivated201504]

Corset piercings make me nervous.

[asksantanahoepez]

Please, there are more freaky types of piercings then that.

[askthebrokendiva-deactivated201]

Well what do you already have pierced?

[asksantanahoepez]

Just what you can see. my Septum and all the way up my ears. 

[askthestonerlynn-deactivated202]

What do you wanna get pierced? That’s probably a better question.

[asksantanahoepez]

I was thinking either my eyebrow, or my belly.

[asksantanahoepez]

Party with you | Quinntana

[skanksammy]

Tagging: Quinn Fabray & Santana Lopez

When: Over spring break.

Where: House party in Lima Heights.

General Notes: Santana and Quinn go to a party together. 

Warnings: Possible mentions of Drinking, drugs and other things.

[asksantanahoepez]

Quinn:

Smirking to herself, Quinn nodded to her friend as she started playing with the radio, grateful that she gave her the go-ahead. If there was a list written up with the top fifty things that irritated Quinn the most, DJs that wouldn’t shut up and just let music play would be up there. Finally finding a station playing some old school rock music, Quinn’s lips curled into a smile as she sat back, turning her head to watch Santana as she drove. Honestly, she didn’t know how much she missed actually hanging out with her friends until right now. Ever since her last near-slip with amphetamines, she shut herself off again.

After a shirt while sitting in mutual silence comfortably listening to the music, the pair arrived at their destination. Flipping down the sun visor, Quinn double checked her appearance before turning back to her friend. “How much is everyone gonna suck compared to us?” She asked with a small smirk, allowing her eyes to drift up and down her friends body.

Santana: 

As Quinn fiddled with the radio, Santana focused on the driving, or at least was trying to, as it seemed to rather difficult with Quinn next to her. Nothing was worse then driving in silence, it was awkward and you never knew whether to break the silence or just keep doing your own thing. Besides why would you drive without the radio on if you had the choice? Finally Quinn found a decent station, and Santana nodded in approval, tapping her fingers on the wheel. She felt eyes on her now as the pink haired girl’s attention turned to her. Smirking she kept silent, glancing herself every few minutes to take her own peek. Quinn’s body was probably one of the best in Lima, and even the salad munching health nut preps at McKinley had nothing on her. With a body like that, it would be unfair to herself if she didn't let herself look at it. She had a feeling Quinn wouldn't mind that much anyways.

As they pulled into the street where they party was, the street was already littered with vehicles, obviously here for the same reason as them. Putting the car in park, Santana retouched her makeup, smudging her eyeliner more for a edgy ring around her brown eyes. After making sure she was good, which face if she practically always was, she unbuckled and turned as Quinn broke the silence. “Oh easily we’ll be the hottest ones there, no competition. Next to us they’ll look like trolls.” She gave a smug laugh. Once again catching eyes on her, she raised a eyebrow at her, smirking. “Appreciate the free view Fabray?”  

[skanksammy]

Nipples.

[asksantanahoepez]

Yeah? Wanky. Only if you’d clean them for me afterwords.  

[ask-sugsmotta-deactivated201504]

I saw a girl today who had her wrist pierced, that was pretty cool.

[asksantanahoepez]

I think corset piercings are rad, but I looked it up and they don’t last very long, and since I cheer it would not be a great idea. Kinda bummed.

[utfabray]

If the point of this whole stupid social experiment is to help us out academically, it’s an epic fucking fail. I spend way less time actually going to class now than I did back at Lima.

[asksantanahoepez]

Nice. Let’s be real, it was more to pat themselves on the back then to help us. 

[asksantanahoepez]

Sticky Fingers | Sugtana

Tagging: Sugar Motta & Santana Lopez When: Mid-morning, between classes Where: Halls of McKinley High General Notes: Santana attempts to steal something, and it backfires. Warnings: Thief and kleptomania

Santana:

As soon as the bell rang, Santana woke from her haze, she’d been doodling on her notebook, while the English teacher Mr. Harris droned on about antecedents, whatever the fuck that was. Scooping up her stuff she raced out the door, shoving some people to make room ignoring their glares, glad to finally get out of that classroom. Heading for her locker she unlocked the lock and placed her heavy books in the locker. Slamming it shut, she was just about to go outside for a quick smoke, not caring if she was tardy for her next class when her eyes caught Sugar at her locker.

[asksantanahoepez]

Thinking about getting another piercing. Would it be too much? Screw it I’m doing it, if I don’t like it I’ll take it out. Now the question is what should I get pierced?

[asksantanahoepez]

Party with you | Quinntana

[skanksammy]

Tagging: Quinn Fabray & Santana Lopez When: Over spring break. Where: House party in Lima Heights. General Notes: Santana and Quinn go to a party together.  Warnings: Possible mentions of Drinking, drugs and other things.

[asksantanahoepez]

Quinn:

Quinn felt the vibrate of her phone within her pocket as she slipped on the sleeveless leather jacket she had decided to wear that evening. She was pretty buzzed about the idea of getting to hang out with Santana again, though she would never verbally or physically show it. She had become so distant from everyone recently, it really wasn’t doing her any favors. For Quinn, being reclusive could only lead to being self destructive, which was definitely a path she was trying to stay away from.. At least in the personal sense of the word. Partying though, was an entirely different story.

Giving herself one last glance over in the mirror, ruffling her fingers through her pink stained hair, Quinn made her way out and hopping into the car next to Santana. “You look pretty fuckable, Lopez,” Quinn smirked as they pulled away. As far as compliments went, that was a pretty big one to come out of the foul mouths vocabulary.

Santana:

Santana was excited for tonight, lately she had been spending most of her time either with Rachel, and it would be nice to hang out with another fellow Lima girl. Besides Quinn had been reclusive  so the fact that she was willing to go to a party with her was a bonus. For some reason though, she felt nervous, even though it was just Quinn. She felt like she had something to prove, which was a feeling normally reserved for the general population, rather her actual friends. As many times as she said she didn’t care what people thought about her, it wasn’t a hundred percent truthful. Maybe it was the fact Quinn was undeniably a badss. But nothing was worse then trying to o hard, Santana made a mental note to chill, wishing she had some pot to smoke to mellow her out a bit. well, at least she could guarantee there would be some at the party. 

As Quinn opened the door, Santana gave her a once over, taking her in. “Thanks, I’d say that’s what I was going for but I’m pretty much on that level full time so..” She shrugged, playfully smirking. “You look pretty damn fine yourself there Q.” Santana turned her focus to the road as she began driving over to where the party was at. Taking one hand off the wheel she hit the radio switch turning the dash radio to light. The car was filled with the sound of dj’s squabbling away about something. “You can be in charge of finding something good on.” 

[30daypuck-blog]

Pucktana || Private

[30daypuck-blog]

It would be some Godfather level shit if you did. It’s the anniversary on her pops dyin’. Plus all the baby rage and what not.

[asksantanahoepez]

Now you’re making me regret not thinking of doing something like that before. Yeah, I saw her post that. Sucks. She’s having such a hard freakin’ time. She doesn't deserve this. Also I wouldn't say baby rage to her face, unless you want to feel some of it. I don’t think she’s be real thrilled with that. 

[ask-sugsmotta-deactivated201504]

Okay, fine. I tried. At the end of the day, no one can say I didn’t try to reach out to you and be a friend. I don’t really need anything nice done for me, I have everything I want and need, but if you’re going to be a Cheerio - which I assume you are? You’ll be hanging out with Kitty and given that Kitty is my best friend, I think it’s important that I try to be friends with the people she hangs out with. That way slumber parties are way less awkward. I mean, there are some exceptions, but those people aren’t usually invited to the slumber parties anyway, so….  And I also wanted to make an effort to be friends with Mike’s friends. He’s important to me, so, I just… wanted to try. And I tried and you’re not interested, so no hard feelings.

[asksantanahoepez]

I’m not saying I don’t want to be friends, but it’s really hard to even tolerate you sometimes when you get like this. Drop the condensation and the fact you think you know what’s best, and it might work out. Like every time I talk to you you’re sticking your nose in my business or are tell me what I should do and it’s annoying as fuck. 

[30daypuck-blog]

So my lawn and pool business is going well

[30daypuck-blog]

Damn the man. Thought you’d want me to do something or hurt someone. I was already planning on it so yeah I’ll do it.

[asksantanahoepez]

No, I don’t need to use someone else to that. Besides, I have a heart you know? Good, I’ve been worried about her lately. Glad we’re on the same page.

[30daypuck-blog]

So my lawn and pool business is going well

[30daypuck-blog]

Which makes no sense cus’ they grow out of their clothes every other month. Could always raise a nudest but I don’t think Rachel would be down with nudey baby. Name your price.

[asksantanahoepez]

Please, they know what they are doing, taking advantage of happy expecting couples and their friends and family, by  whacked out prices because they know people go crazy buying baby stuff. My price is this: you have to put aside some money, so you can do something really special for Rachel. She needs it.