Scandal (A Brittana Fanfic)

                                    

                                          
   I made it to senior year. 
   Honestly, I'm surprised. I almost failed junior year. But I plan to do better this year. Much better. I want to go to college, right? 
   Right. 
   "Hello? Santana? Did you hear me?" Quinn snaps. 
   "Where am I?" I ask, confused. 
   "It's only the first day! Snap out of it!" She shouts. 
   I nod as I realize we're in a crowded hallway. I don't even remember walking here. 
   "I was trying to tell you that Puck mentioned something about a hot new English teacher, and he needs to be pulling Bs this year. How can he do that with a distraction?" 
   A hot English teacher? When was the last time McKinley hired anyone under forty? 
   I daze again, thinking about the new Cheerios uniforms and how the skirts are even shorter this year. 
   Magically, I wind up in a classroom. 
   I check my schedule. I should be in English. There's a bunch of books around, so I must be in the right place. 
   As I take out my notebook I hear the click-clack of heels against the tile and whistles of horny boys. I look up to see the teacher. 
   Quinn's mouth is open. 
   "She's not that great," I say. 
   But she's great. 
   Black pencil skirt, blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, blue eyes hidden behind thick black glasses. 
   Way to go McKinley. 
   She starts talking about the books we'll be covering this semester. 
   I lie my head down on my desk and-
   "Santana, wake up!" Quinn hisses. 
   I jolt up. I hear snickers. 
   The teacher is in front of my desk, arms folded across her chest. 
   "Why so tired, Ms. Lopez?" She asks. 
   "Cheerleading practice, Ms..." 
   "Pierce," she finishes, noticing I didn't know her name. "Don't doze again. You wouldn't want detention your first day, would you?" She asks. 
   "No," I say quietly. 
   Ms. Pierce nods and returns back to the board.