Te dijo que te amo
For the crazy people that have no idea who I am, name's Santana Lopez, and I'm at the wonderfully, obnoxious age of 25. Recently moved back to my hometown to take over Spanish classes and coaching the Cheerio's at William McKinley High School. There's not much else you need to know unless you're a crazy stalker so adios!


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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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"Thanks," he replied with an easy, true smile instead of the half-smirk he’d been wearing since he’d walked into the bar. Puck blinked at Santana. She’d definitely just given him a once-over. He wasn’t completely sure, but he thought that maybe what she’d said had been code. Some of the older ladies he cleaned pools for talked like that, and it usually didn’t have anything to do with pipes they wanted clean. He simply nodded and went back to his food, finishing off the burger and most of the fries before downing the rest of his beer. He slipped a couple of bills out of his wallet and onto the bar before getting to his feet. Santana still hadn’t returned, which was a good sign for him. The grill was mostly empty, so Puck didn’t feel too weird about walking into the women’s restroom. He found Santana in front of the mirror, doing her makeup. "You don’t have to do that, you know," he commented, crossing the room in two quick strides. Feeling bold, he rested his hands upon her hips and turned her around to face him. Hazel eyes met chocolate for a brief second before crashing their lips together. It wasn’t a particularly skillful kiss, more eager and needy, lots of teeth catching her bottom lip and his tongue tracing the seam of them before he leaned back, a smile on his face and his brows raised in question. "Just gonna get messed up anyway."

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Hearing Puck’s voice made Santana jump slightly. When she’d walked away she hadn’t particularly planned for him to follow her, but she wasn’t completely against it either. “You know this is the women’s room, right?” She let him turn her around, smirk replacing the shocked expression. For a while she just let him kiss her, not wanting to seem too easy. Then again she’d probably never see him again so it wouldn’t have been too bad. When he pulled away she smiled quickly and then leaned in towards him. “You’re lucky you’re hot,” she growled before placing her lips against his. Santana had planned this night to be a good time, so she was going to do that in any way she could. Once she was officially a teacher, it’d be a little inappropriate to hook up with random guys around town. As she kissed his lips she couldn’t help but lick and nip wherever she could, arms moving up to wrap around his neck. 

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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He hadn’t actually told his Ma about his plans yet. Unless he got an athletic scholarship, though, the combination of Puck’s grades, SAT score, and poor attendance record was enough to deter colleges from accepting him. He was a triple threat, though. He was the star wide receiver on the football team, held the current scoring record in basketball, and had the most RBIs in baseball. It wasn’t totally out of the question, but it all kind of depended on how his senior seasons went. But she didn’t know that and she didn’t need to know. “Yeah. My Ma’s pretty cool.” And she was. She worked two jobs to keep them afloat, so she wasn’t around much, but she’d always believed in him and his little sister. His food finally arrived and Puck turned in his seat to add ketchup to his burger. He took a bite and then ate a few fries, chasing it with the refilled drink Billy sent over. An amused smile appeared upon Puck’s face when he realized the guy’d given him a beer. He’d have to thank him later. After taking a generous pull from the bottle, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked back to Santana. “I help my mom out with my sister. She had soccer practice, and I didn’t feel like cooking for one.” He gestured to his plate. Half of the food was already gone. “What about your friend?” He ventured, giving her a knowing look and a wry smile.

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Noticing he was having a beer with his burger made Santana relax a little. He had to be at least twenty-one. “That’s really sweet,” she replied, offering him a more genuine smile. However, at the mention of her friend her smile quickly disappeared. “Apparently she’s stuck at work and won’t be able to get here.” Santana didn’t really want to discuss it since she knew it would just make her upset. Instead she focused back on Puck, letting herself look down past his face. “I’m, uh, going to the lady’s room for a second. I’ll be back.” With that she stood up and quickly headed towards the back of the building. There was absolutely no way she was going to let her disappointment convince her to have a little fun. She was starting a teaching job next week, not a job at Hooter’s. She walked into the bathroom, immediately heading for the long mirror. She’d just take a few minutes touching herself up and then she’d return, moving their conversation towards her having to go. 

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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He tracked her gaze to her cell phone, the smirk he wore only widening as she reached for it. Puck hadn’t seen the message, but if he had to guess, he’d say her friend wasn’t going to be there anytime soon. The question of whether that “friend” happened to have a “boy” in front of it was on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t ask it. Honestly, he didn’t care if she did have a boyfriend. Nobody would have to know if they even managed to get that far. Barking out a laugh, Puck let his shoulders raise and fall in a shrug. “Something like that, yeah. My bike needs some work and then I figure I’ll just drive cross country.” Nothing but a duffel bag and the guitar on his back. Sounded pretty good to him. “Santana.” He tested the name upon his tongue and chuckled again, reaching to steal a French fry from her plate. “Like Carlos? Were your parents big fans or something?” The laughter faded off into an annoyed sigh accompanied by an eye roll. “Yeah, well, I don’t really like keeping anything that belongs to my Pop.” He left it at that. She didn’t need to know his sob story.

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"That actually sounds pretty awesome. You’re lucky your parents aren’t super strict about college." Santana rolled her eyes. The question about her name was always brought up when she introduced herself to someone new. "If you’re talking about the baseball player then no. If you’re talking about the Mexican band, then yes." She looked at him as she shrugged a shoulder. "Really gross story about being conceived to Flor D’Luna." Between being annoyed at her friend, and still wanting to have a good time before she started work, Santana raised her glass to her lips and took a long sip. Puck’s answer made her wanting to ask more, but she could tell from his tone that he didn’t want to talk about it. It’d be pointless to get into a fight with the only person hanging with her tonight; that was a total stranger. "So are you, like, meeting someone here or just taking time out for yourself?" The more she was talking to this guy, the more she found herself staring at him. His lips. His jawline. He was incredibly attractive. 

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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She was kind of in between the ages of the girls he was usually involved with. He’d gone through the female student body of WMHS by now and, with his pool cleaning business, he’d also had a thing with some cougars. Those older women had much more experience than high school chicks and they seemed thrilled to satisfy him, which was a nice change of pace. But this girl was in college, presumably, which was a whole new challenge for Puck. “What are you studying?” He hated small talk, but he knew enough about women to know that most liked that sort of thing. He nudged her knee lightly with his and offered her a grin. “Do I look sixteen to you?” He scoffed and sipped at his drink, flipping the empty cup upside down on the bar. “I decided to take a year off before college.” That wasn’t technically a lie. That was still the plan. He was just doing that after he finished high school. Not that she needed to know that. “I’m Puck,” he stated, watching her expectantly.

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Santana bit down on her bottom lip, unsure if she should correct him that she had graduated or just go along with it. “I double majored in law and Spanish education.” Hopefully he’d catch on to the use of past tense himself. A minute later her phone buzzed from the spot on the bar between them; her friend texting her and saying she couldn’t make it. Santana grabbed her phone quickly, hoping Puck didn’t see it. “Not really, but I figured I’d ask just to make sure.” She smirked at him, playing everything off. “Are you exploring the world and trying to find yourself?” The truth was she had tried to get her parents to agree to letting her travel the world after high school. Unfortunately, her father refused. “Santana,” she said, finally offering him a soft smile. “I’m assuming Puck’s a nickname?”

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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A single eyebrow raised in a mix of amusement and question. Did she really have a friend coming to meet her, or was she trying to get him to go away? Puck could usually read girls pretty easily, but she was older. More mature, somehow, and he found he couldn’t read her like the comic books he easily tore through. He took a sip of his soda and turned the stool so that he could look at her properly. She was gorgeous. Not just hot, but she had a certain pretty quality about her. Full lips, perfect tan, great tits. Yeah, he could work with that. He tipped his head just slightly to one side, the smile never once leaving his lips. “I don’t need a chance, do I? I’m talking to you right now.” He waited a beat, hazel eyes meeting chocolate. He wasn’t going to break eye contact. School was starting up again soon. He was allowed to have a little fun. Besides, he and Jess had broken up last week. “New here? Haven’t seen you around before.” She had to be new. He would’ve hit that by now.

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"This would be the chance," she pointed out. Locking eyes with him she refused to turn away before he did. He needed to know she wouldn’t be as easy as he seemed to expect her to be. "I was actually born and raised in Lima." Santana tilted her head, amused by his confidence. "I’ve been away at school, though, so I just moved back." She had no idea why she was telling him all of that, but it seemed harmless enough. "I could say the same to you. I used to rule this place yet I’ve never seen you around here." For a distraction she began to swirl her straw around in the glass, holding her arm in such a way that her chest seemed to push higher. "What are you? Like, sixteen?"

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
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Puck had grown up in Lima. He’d slept with almost every girl in the school, and he was pretty sure he’d never seen this girl before. Maybe she went to Lima U. That would make sense. He wasn’t in any college credit classes over there. Taking a sip from the Coke Billy had set in front of him, the football player got to his feet and walked down to the other edge of the bar. He indicated an empty stool with his hand. “This seat taken?” He flashed the Latina a genuine smile, just the ghost of his usual smirk shining through, as he took a seat without waiting for her to answer.

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She shook her head, not bothering with an actual answer. It was clear that no matter what he response was, he was taking the seat anyway. “You have until my friend shows up for girls night.” Santana wasn’t sure if her friend would actually show up, but he didn’t need to know that. She grabbed her drink, bringing it to her lips for a long sip so she could have an excuse to look him over. Placing it back down she raised an eyebrow. “So can I help you? Or did you just want the chance to talk to me?” Santana knew she was attractive, and actually used that to her advantage, so it wasn’t new for a guy to approach her so randomly. 

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3 months ago with 14 notes — via wmhspuck
For the First Time

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After dropping Sarah off at soccer practice, Puck had an hour and a half to kill. He could’ve easily gone home to play videogames or stopped by Finn’s to persuade him into a couple of rounds of Halo, but the growling of his stomach had him turning his mom’s Volkswagon right around and heading for one of Lima’s only restaurants instead. He drummed out a beat as he drove, playing along with the soft rock song crooning from the car’s old speakers, and parked outside of Billy’s Sports Bar. His Ma knew the owner, so he couldn’t get away with nursing a Jack and Coke here, but they made the best burger in town, so it was sort of worth it. Shoving his keys into the pocket of his leather jacket, the football player slipped inside. Hazel eyes squinted into the dimly lit room, having to adjust to the change in light. He sauntered right up to the bar, gaze lingering for a long while on a woman seated at the other end of the counter, and flopped down heavily, shedding his jacket and rolling up the sleeves of the plaid button-up he’d worn to brunch with his Nana Connie earlier that day. “Hey, Billy,” he called, tapping the bar with his palm. “Burger with the works.” 

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Since Santana was going to start her new job next week, she decided it’d be nice to head to Billy’s and relax. When she had still lived at home, Billy’s was where she’d always go to hang out with friends. The only difference now was that she was in a tight dress and not the Cheerio’s uniform she’d worn daily in high school. She currently had a Baybreeze and fries in front of her, but she was trying not to finish them too quickly in hopes that her friend would actually make it. When she heard the sound of someone moving down the bar she quickly turned to it. To her surprise it was a good looking guy. Someone she had yet to meet. Noticing him staring at her she offered him a smirk before turning back to the drink and food in front of her. If he wanted to go over and talk to her, that’d be completely up to him. Santana Lopez was not the type of girl to go after some random guy. 

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