X&Y || Sugtana Mopez
Sugar: The fourth bell of the bell rang just as Sugar was reaching her locker, bouncing down the hallway and through the crowd of the people like she had the hallway to herself. She was smiling, her eyes scanning person after person to see if Rory was somehow closeby. When she quickly figured out that he wasn't anywhere around, probably off studying again like he had been known to be doing those days, Sugar quickly opened up her locker and began piling in the heavy books she was carrying. How such a short person was granted with such a tall locker was beyond her thinking as she struggled, standing on the tip of her toes to slide the books back into their proper place. She did this every single day but something about today, there was something particularly sour of having to perform this ritual. Granted, sometimes she was lucky enough to have one of the boys, whether it being Puck, Rory, or even Sam or Mike, doing it for her. Sliding the final book inside, she took a step back and squinted her eyes up at what she needed next. Her mind was a bit out of sorts that day, her head a bit in the clouds. She knew Prom was on everyone's minds, especially as it grew closer, but it had become a bit of an obsession as she gathered everything that was supposed to be happening on that evening. Prom itself. Prom King and Queen. Her party. Losing her virginity. It was all terrifying as well as exciting and, spite her dislike of the feuding, she was almost glad to have other things to keep her attention rather than worrying about whether or not everything went the way she wanted it to. She only wished the others saw Santana like she did. Sugar knew that she meant well, even when she..necessarily didn't show it, but with what she'd been pulling lately it was getting harder for Sugar to be proving her point validly. It either felt like Sugar was in the middle, being pulled one way or another, or that she had her back against the wall all together. She would have been lying if she had said it wasn't overwhelming at times, but she did her best to keep her head on straight. After all, Prom was so close now she could practically taste it. Nothing was going to ruin that night.
