Not So Cheerfully → Quinntana
cheeringsantana:
Santana already didn’t like this girl. As if Santana looked lonely, was this chick blind? She shook her head and shoved her hands in her WMHS sweatshirt. She narrowed her eyes at the two blondes and bit her lip casually. If she was going to be a cheerleader, she had to get in a clique, and these two girls weren’t what you called ugly. She’d watched their performances and while, in her perspective, they weren’t as well-off as Santana’s performance, they were still done well. “I’m Santana. Santana Lopez.” she introduced, mostly to the other blonde. Santana could already tell the Barbie looking one, the one that looked like she had a fake ass nose, a fake ass nose that Santana could definitely recognize since her boobs were fake ass, was a spoiled brat. The other one seemed naive-ish and not-so-spoiled. Santana stood up off the ground and narrowed her eyes at a group of girls standing in the far corner. “I don’t fucking get why some girls even have the lady balls to try out when they look like that,” she muttered.
Quinn had to control the urge to roll her eyes, it was clear that the brunette didn’t like her, and to be honest, the feeling was reciprocated. She watched as Brittany scooted over to the other girl and tried to make a conversation, asking about the other girl’s life. Quinn, on the other side, didn’t move an inch, she stayed where she was, placing both hands on her hips as she watched the two girls interact in front of her. Once the brunette introduced herself, she saw Brittany smile widely and sit down besides her, instantly wrapping her arms around Santana’s body and pull her in for a hug, making Quinn cover her mouth with her hand as she tried not to laugh. “Britt, I don’t think Santana is a hugger.” she pointed out, raising an eyebrow as she moved her gaze from Brittany to Santana. Quinn listened to Santana and turned her body to look where the brunette was, just to find a bunch of overweight girls standing in a corner. “I don’t get it either, they should just spare themselves from public humiliation. It’s obvious that they won’t make it into the squad, Sue doesn’t like fatties, she said so herself.” The blonde said, sighing softly as she looked back at the two girls next to her, she didn’t want to look at those girls; it’d only bring back memories that she had been trying to forget.
