InsaneJournal

Santana was at the mall, sans wheelchair, because she didn't want to mess with t. She thought this whole thing was stupid. She didn't really care about Artie and his issues. She didn't know if that made her a bitch or not, but she didn't care. Santana was an unapologetic bitch. She didn't care if that bothered other people. She was going to be the best at everything. If she was honest with herself, she liked glee. Santana would never admit that out loud. Not even to Little A. She didn't know if that made her a bad person or not. She was even fighting with Puck right now and that wasn't fun. She didn't have anyone to talk to. Except maybe Brittany, but her feelings for Britt were all messed up, so she didn't want to go there.

She was poking about the mall. She needed a little retail therapy. It was all she wanted right now. Santana wanted to get some things for Christmas, too, it was right around the corner. There was Thanksgiving first, but she wasn't so worried about that. Santana was going to enjoy it though. She was just hoping that she and Puckerman would be back on speaking terms by then, because they always got together on Thanksgiving. Their families were friends. Santana was just hoping that Puck would get over whatever was bothering him. She also hoped he'd start being cool with Aria, because she wasn't going anywhere, and she didn't want to fight with him about it.

Things were a mess right now, and she just wanted everything to work out. Or at least, be a little less crazy. Santana was also wanting to be the head Cheerio, which was hopefully coming soon because of Q's being preggo. She still couldn't believe that Finnocence was man enough to get her pregnant.