Actually, Santana, I’ve been back twice since being here. I honestly don’t understand why you’re concerned about that anyway — I have good reasons for not having to be there as often as you. I’m perfectly fine with moving on and letting go, and New York has enabled that for me, so I like staying here and doing what I need to get done. And don’t call me that.
Oh yeah, twice. Moarning for Finn. However, if you didn’t already notice, I’m home again, so feel free to continue that lesbian crush you obviously have on me. Missed you, Gayberry.
Been here from Wednesday/Thursday night now, but can’t deny how much I still love this city. New York City, you’ve got your Snixx’s back.
Surprisingly, I have, Santana. At least a little. Despite it being a lot more breathable here, it’s been almost uncomfortably silent since you and Kurt have been visiting Lima. It’s nice to have the alone time, but I was interested in hearing how Ohio’s been treating you.
Seriously, the little New York diva of us who doesn’t even dare to be outside the New York signs. What have you been in Lima this school year? Once. What a skank are you.
What…I got up late so I couldn’t eat breakfast
Seriously, remember when I found those laxatives from your schoolbag? You’re not doing that again, are you? That’s seriously not okay. You could die.
Maybe I can lay in the nurses office all day (Maybe I should have eaten)
What the hell, Marley?
Whatever - hi, I guess. It’s not like I didn’t see you around way too much already at home, but you must’ve missed me.
Oh man… This is kind of embarrassing… Yes, I’m trained in ballet.
Well, that’s what it should be. Embarrassing, I mean.
My sweet dance moves are a lot better than you think they are, you haven’t even seen me do a full routine, except for gangnam style, I mean a solo one. And as for that whole Chris Brown thing, why would I wanna be a full class jerk? Seriously? And sure, there are people who wants to stay in Lima and do nothing with their lifes, but I’m not one of them. My dream? Guess it has to be to do something in the dancing department.
Well, whatever. Even hearing about a guy doing ballet is so gay. And don’t ask, Britt told me.
Santana was walking down the street to Brittany’s house. No, it definitely wasn’t a long way to walk - a couple of minutes. Lima always looked older and dustier whenever Santana came back there. Especially if she came back from New York. But, afterall, Brittany was the only reason she even wanted to spend her time here. And if that really was the only reason, this might be the last time in this town for a long time for the brunette, who was still scrambling around the street. Ugh, maybe high heels weren’t such a precious choice.
Brittany’s and her family’s idyllic and beautiful house popped up to Santana’s near sight soon, as she walked to the door and knocked on the door a couple times. She lightly laughed for the sign with a picture of Lord Tubbington and a warning saying “Lord Tubbington lives here!”. He was really super scary. If no one was going to tell, Santana was at first afraid of cats - before she met Brittany and she made her pet that over-weighted cat.
Sure - she missed Brittany. She missed Brittany more than anything from Lima. Well, Breadsticks was her favorite food place, but then again, we get back to the circle. It was only her favorite food place, when she was there with Brittany. Pathetic, right? Maybe it was, but she still couldn’t help but smile like an idiot when the blonde finally came to open the front door.
Well that you don’t live here anymore doesn’t change the fact that you once did, and you got out of here right? Maybe my goal isn’t to become some Lima loser either.
Well, what’s your dream then? Maybe your dance moves are a small, small bit better than other people’s, but the world needs some waitresses to Lima Bean, workers to Kurt’s dad’s tire shop, everything like that. Everyone can’t be a Chris Brown - oh, yeah, of course you can always beat women up, but that exactly wasn’t my point.