Hi guys. So I've developed another Dantana story! If you haven't checked my update, I'm going on a small haitus with Continued Beginnings until I get more ideas on how to continue the story. Until then, I'll be working on this new fic and I hope you guys like it :) So here's Chapter 1 and I hope you like it.

Santana was startled out of her sleep from her obnoxious alarm clock at 5am on the first day of her junior year. Even though classes didn't start until 8:15, her cheerleading coach Sue Sylvester sent out a mass email about a week ago to all of the Cheerios stating that she wanted them all to be at school on the field, ready for practice at 6am sharp or else. She called her best friends Quinn and Brittany and they all complained for about an hour on the phone. Since when do they have practice on the first day of school? Sue was definitely trying to kill them.

Santana groaned as she slapped her hand down on the alarm clock that sat on the night stand and stood up to stretch. She sluggishly walked out of her room and into the bathroom to get ready.

By 5:30, she was ready to go, with her Cheerios uniform on, back pack slung over her shoulder, and a granola bar in hand. She grabbed her car keys from the hook by the front door and left quietly, knowing her parents were still asleep.

Once she was settled in her car, she dug into her backpack to retrieve her cell phone to text Quinn and Brittany to let them know she was leaving for practice. After sending the text, she received a new message. It was from Brian, a guy who just moved to Lima at the beginning of the summer and was starting at McKinley this year.

Coincidentally, his parents knew Santana's and when they found out Brian and his family were in town, they invited them over for dinner one night and the rest went on from there.

Santana thought Brian was a cool guy. He was slightly taller than her, with dark hair and light skin. He had light brown eyes, a freckled face, and a dimple in his chin that Santana thought was cute, but she'd never admit that to him. He was a smart guy who had a promising future, but he didn't come off as a nerd. As the summer went along, Santana could tell Brian was developing feelings for her. They hung out a few times and texted, since her parents thought it would be a good idea to take down his number, and he flirted, leaving not so subtle hints.

Her parents insisted on her showing him around Lima so he can get to know the place better. She didn't want to do it, but they practically made her and she didn't have a choice. They were in her ear about being good neighbors and crap about how it was the right thing to do. So she did as she was told. At first she acted like a complete bitch toward him. She didn't like her parents forcing her to do things she didn't want to do, so she took it out on him. Brian was a nice guy, but he didn't take anyone's crap. He eventually told Santana about herself, which surprised her. People her age, especially guys, rarely stood up to her and her ways, so when Brian got enough of Santana's rudeness and told her off, she respected him for it and learned that he was a decent guy.

Brian: Morning, gorgeous. Have a good practice and I'll see you later at school.

Santana shook her head as a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. These morning texts were starting to come more frequently. They were nice, but Santana was confused about her feelings for Brian. Sure she liked him as a friend; there was no doubt that they were friends. But when he flirted with her and called her beautiful and gorgeous, Santana didn't know how to respond or react. The thought of having a romantic relationship with Brian crossed her mind once or twice, but there was something missing, and she didn't know what it was. It was a constant struggle. It was like putting together a 1,000 piece puzzle and realizing there's one piece missing right in the center that throws it all off. The puzzle won't be complete without all of its pieces. She quickly replied and shoved her phone back into her bag before starting the car and heading out the driveway to school.

Santana arrived to McKinley High ten minutes before 6. As she parked her car, she spotted Quinn and Brittany walking toward the football field. She honked her horn to get their attention before she exited her car and called for them. "Q, Britt, wait up!"

They turned to see their best friend jogging toward them. "Hey San," they said in unison once Santana caught up to them.

"Hey guys. Ready for practice?"

Quinn groaned. "No. I want to sleep. Why on earth do we have practice on the first day of school? This is insane," she complained. "Why does Sylvester insist on making our lives hell?

"Because she's a miserable old bat who has nothing else better to do with her life," Santana answered coldly.

"Is that so, Sandbags?"

The trio paused in their tracks when they heard the familiar voice of their cheerleading coach behind them. Santana rolled her eyes and cursed herself for not being more aware of her surroundings when talking about her coach. Sylvester was everywhere.

"Nope. Just joking, coach," the Latina responded. They watched as their coach continued walking toward the field with her megaphone and whistle, still stuck in their spots.

"Unless there's super glue under your shoes, I suggest you three strippers get to the field within the next four minutes unless you'd like to run an extra five laps during warm up," Sue reported as she walked with her back to the girls.

With that said, the Unholy Trinity put some pep in their step as they made their way to the field for practice.

Practice was over at 7:45, which gave the girls 30 minutes to shower and get ready for class. Once Santana was done showering and getting dressed, Brian texted her asking where she was. She replied, telling him she'll meet him by the cafeteria.

"Guys, I'll see you later. I'm gunna go meet Brain by the cafeteria before class starts," Santana told Quinn and Brittany.

"Oooh, Brian," Quinn cooed with a smirk.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Can it Fabray."

"Sanny, are you and Brian dating yet?" Brittany asked.

"Who said anything about me and Brian dating or going to date?" The darker girl responded back quickly. She was hoping that people who went to McKinley didn't see them hanging out over the summer and assume they were dating, spreading it around. Not that she had anything to hide or be ashamed of. She just didn't like people in her business.

"Nobody. You guys have been hanging out all summer. And you did tell us that you think he likes you," Brittany explained.

"We only hung out a few times, Britt. And we're not dating. We're just friends."

"Alright."

Santana could tell her best friends didn't believe her for a second, but she didn't feel like trying to convince them otherwise right now. Practice kicked their asses this morning and she was just too exhausted to go into it.

She saw Brian standing by the cafeteria and she gave him a small smile when their eyes met. "Hey you," he said when she finally reached him.

"Hey, what's up?"

"How was practice?"

Santana rolled her eyes. "Horrible. Coach tried to kill us as usual."

Brian chuckled. "You're tough, you'll be alright," he said playfully nudging her shoulder. "So I have first period Spanish with Mr. Shuester? Brian was scanning his schedule in his hands.

"Oh yeah Mr. Shue. He's the director of the Glee club I told you about."

"Right. And where's room 302?"

"Umm, on the third floor?" Santana replied sarcastically. She knew where he was getting at. He wanted her to walk him to class. But she liked messing with him.

"You're not funny."

"Says the one who's smiling."

"Would you be a kind saint and walk me to class, Santana?" Brian asked.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Fine."

"You know if you keep rolling your eyes, they will fall out one day."

That made Santana roll her eyes again and Brian cracked up. She led the way up to the third floor and walked down the hall toward room 302.

"Oh yeah I meant to tell you. My sister is moving to Lima sometime this week. My parents told me over the weekend," Brian mentioned as they walked.

"Oh your twin sister you told me about?" Santana asked. She remembered Brian mentioning that he had a twin sister one day they hung out.

"Yeah. She's gunna go to school here too. They got her enrolled last week."

"But didn't you say something about her not wanting to move to Ohio, that's why she stayed in Georgia?" Santana asked, confused. They stopped once they reached Brian's first period class.

"Yeah. I asked my parents what happened, but they told me they'd explain another time. I called my sister and asked her, but she said it's too much to explain over the phone and she'll tell me everything when she gets here. So I guess I'll figure it out soon enough," he shrugged.

"Oh ok. Well I'd better get going to my first period. I'll see you around," Santana told him as she walked away. "And try not to get lost," she teased.

"I'll try. Later."

The first day of school is always a breeze. Santana thought it would've been better if she didn't have to wake up at the crack of dawn for practice, but despite that, her day was good. She admitted to herself and only to herself that is was nice seeing some of the members of the Glee club that coach Sue made her, Brittany, and Quinn join so they could spy on them. She'd actually grown to like some of the members of the club and she enjoyed the safe environment the club seemed to create. But again, she'd never admit it out loud. She has three classes with her best friends and two with Brian, who seemed to have a good first day at McKinley, leaving with three girls' phone numbers.

"Three?" Santana asked as she burst into laughter. She thought in the back of her mind that maybe she should be jealous because he clearly liked her, but she didn't feel an ounce of jealousy. She was actually glad that Brian grabbed the attention of other girls. If anything, she thought it was hilarious.

"Hey, what's so funny?" He asked as they left the building and walked into the parking lot after school.

"You got three girls' phone numbers on your first day at a new school. That's pretty insane." Santana knew Brian was a catch, but she didn't think the girls would be throwing themselves at him on the very first day of school. "And I'm impressed."

"Whatever," Brian scoffed. He'd be lying if he said he was slightly disappointed that Santana didn't show at least a tiny hint of jealously. He wasn't interested in any of those girls..

"Wait, no I'm not impressed yet. Were any of them seniors?" Santana asked.

Brian thought for a moment as he recalled the digit gathering with the three girls from earlier that day. "I think two of them were seniors. One was a junior."

"Two seniors. Yes, I am officially impressed."

Brian shook his head at Santana's comment and casually draped his arm around her shoulder. Santana immediately tensed up at the close contact and this didn't go unnoticed by Brian.

"Sorry," he said as he removed his arm. There was a short uncomfortable silence afterward, until Brian broke it. "Why…why do you do that?" he asked hesitantly. He didn't want to upset her by asking, but at the same time, he wanted to know why Santana always froze or acted weird whenever he flirted with her or did things like put his arm around her or express other innocent types of affection. He didn't think he was coming on too strong, and he wondered if she acted this way with everyone that got a little close or if it was just him. He thought Santana was breathtakingly beautiful and he was pretty sure she got hit on a lot and that she had a flock of guys wanting to be with her, so the arm around the shoulder move should be nothing. Maybe he was wrong.

Santana kept walking, keeping her eyes fixated on her car straight ahead. "Uh, um.."

"Santana!" She heard her name being called and turned to the source of the voice. It was Mercedes, one of her Glee club friends, and boy was she happy to see her at this very moment.

"Mercedes, hey!" Santana greeted her friend and gave her a hug. How was your summer?"

"It was good. Yours?"

"Mine was good too." She turned slightly to Brian. "This is Brian Harper, my neighbor. He just moved to Lima a few months ago," she introduced.

"Hey, nice to meet you," Mercedes said politely.

"Hey, same here."

"How are you liking Lima and McKinley so far?"

"It's not too bad. Still getting to know the place," Brian responded.

"Oh please. Not too bad? Mercedes, Mr. Harper here left school today with three phone numbers," Santana informed.

Mercedes looked up at Brian. "Really? Check you out, mister." Brian blushed a little as he rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Well I'll see you around, Santana. I have to get going. It was nice meeting you Brian."

They said goodbye to Mercedes and Santana was hoping that Brian had forgotten about the question he asked before they were interrupted.

"So where's your car?" Santana asked.

Brian didn't forget about what they were talking about a few minutes ago, but he decided to let it go. He knew Santana didn't forget either, but he could tell she was relieved for the distraction and tried to change the subject. "I was actually hoping I could catch a ride with you. I've been having issues with my breaks so I had to take it to the shop. My dad drove me this morning."

"Oh, okay. Sure." Santana got her keys and unlocked the doors. She opened the back door on the driver side and tossed her backpack in the back seat, then hopped into the driver's seat.

The ride home was violently silent. Brian wanted to bring up the question he asked earlier and Santana prayed over and over in her head that he wouldn't bring it up and when she pulled up in front of the driveway of his house, she was glad he didn't.

"So what are you up to for the rest of the day?" Brian asked.

"Umm, nothing much. Didn't get any homework, so I'm gunna relax and enjoy that while it lasts. What about you."

"My dad needs to me to finish clearing out the extra bedroom for when my sister comes, so I'll be pretty much doing that for the rest of the day and probably into tonight. We basically made that room into like a storage area, so there's a lot that still needs to go," Brian explained.

"Oh ok. Well good luck with that," Santana said with a grin.

"Yeah thanks," Brian chuckled. "See you tomorrow." He opened the passenger door and exited the car.

"Later," she called, then pulled off to drive a few yards down to her house.

As she entered her house, she found herself wondering about Brian's twin sister; if she was as cool and smart as him, or how much they resembled one another. She was always fascinated by twins, especially identical twins. She thought it was so cool, yet kind of scary how two people could basically have the same face. Santana knew that wasn't the case for Brian and his sister though. They were fraternal twins, obviously, but she was still curious to know what she was like and if she had much in common with her brother.

The second day of school was similar to the first, except Santana had practice after school instead of before school, which she appreciated so she could get more sleep. She couldn't say the same for Brian though. Word got out that Brian hit it off with the ladies on his first day and Dave Karofsky, one of McKinley's football players and the biggest douche bag of the school, gathered his flock of groupie teammates and called themselves trying to intimidate Brian, obviously jealous that the new guy was getting attention. And what made matters worse, one of the girls' number he received happened to be one of the players' girlfriend.

Santana was glad that while this was going down, she was on her way to the bathroom and stopped whatever they were going to do. She knew Brian was tough and could defend himself, but he was up against about 7 other guys, big football guys. It wouldn't have ended well for him.

"Hey Karofsky! Back off, will you?" Santana called from down the hall.

Dave glanced in Santana's direction briefly, then returned to glaring at Brian who stood tall against the lockers, not willing to show an ounce of fear.

"This doesn't concern you, Lopez," Karofsky growled.

Santana pushed through the doofy linebackers until she was standing alongside Karofsky and Brian. "I think it does. You see, Brian here is a friend of mine and he's off limits, okay? So why don't you and your little entourage go play catch or something, or go to class for once?"

Karofsky scoffed. "Since when are you and the newbie friends?"

"Since my parents knew his parents way before you were even an embryo and he became my neighbor. Now back off," Santana demanded sternly. She knew she couldn't stop Karofsky and his crew from terrorizing everyone in the school, but she made it her duty to protect her friends.

The football players reluctantly backed away slowly, keeping their eyes on Brian who still hasn't flinched. "I've got my eye on you, Freckles," Karofsky said before him and his group turned walk down the hallway.

Santana looked Brian over to make sure he wasn't injured. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good," He responded as he relaxed a bit. He was scared for his life, but he definitely wasn't going to let them know or see that.

"I'm sorry. I should have warned you about Karofsky and his clan. They're complete ass holes."

"It's cool. How did you do that, by the way?" Brian asked out of curiosity. How can the words of a 120-pound girl make a group of large football players heal?

"I'm one of the head cheerleaders. I'm popular. Nobody messes with me and that includes my friends," Santana said simply.

"Wow. My own personal bodyguard," Brian teased.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Get to class, Harper. I'm gunna go to the bathroom before I piss myself."

Brian chuckled. "Alright. Oh, and my sister's flying up today. I think my parents are gunna bring her over to say hi later tonight."

"Cool, I'll see you then. And you're welcome!" Santana called as she rounded the corner.

Brian shook his head as he smiled. "Thanks."

Later that night, Santana was relaxing in the living room after dinner when the doorbell rang. It was probably Brian and his family. Her mom was in the kitchen and called that she would get it. She stood up from the sofa and walked around it to lean on the armrest, waiting for her mom to invite Brian's family inside. Once they came into the living room, Santana greeted Brian and his parents. When she finally laid her eyes on the girl she presumed to be Brian's twin sister, her limbs suddenly froze and her mouth went dry. And when the shorter girl spoke, Santana felt like her ears were being seduced.

"Hi, I'm Dani."