Solo performer at New Directions Performance Camp. 17 years old, openly gay.
Crossing the room, her eyes stayed trained on Dani and she licked her lips. She glanced to the pages scattered all over the floor. Her brow rose curiously and she picked them up, putting them in a neat little pile, before sitting on the piano bench beside her girlfriend. “Did you want these, or should I throw them back on the floor?” She asked playfully, setting them on the stand for the sheet music.
Seeing Dani smile really did light up her mood. Santana was happy at camp to begin with. She had never signed up for camp with the intention of finding a relationship. This place had always been about the music for her. And that’s what attracted her to Dani in the first place. Getting to know her beyond just being a fellow performer was optional and she was really happy she took that opportunity presented to her.
Lightly wrapping an arm around Dani’s waist, she kissed her jaw lightly and scrunched her nose, resting her head on Dani’s shoulder. Her eyes fell closed and she slipped her fingertips underneath the edge of her girlfriend’s shirt. Her fingertips brushed against soft skin but she kept them modestly on her hip, even though she did want more.
"I don’t like thinking about the summer ending. Can we just.. freeze time so we’re stuck at camp forever, but somehow still move forward in life?" She asked curiously, opening her eyes and glancing to her girlfriend. "Then when we’re at a comfortable point in our lives, we can unfreeze time and everything around us will be like it was when we left it but we progressed onward. Or is that… too sci-fi?" She shrugged it off and tugged at her hoodie collar a little. "I like this one too, but I’m glad you took my favorite one. It means a lot to me and so do you."
Dani let out a huffy breath, and glared at the pages that Santana was holding in her hands. “Throw them away. They’re all the failures I’m forced to call song ideas. They fucking suck, I don’t know what’s wong with me. It’s like I’ve lost all ability to write anything decent. I hate it.” she said, raking a hand through her hair frustratedly.
When Dani had come to camp, she didn’t know what to expect. It definitely turned out differently than she had planned. She found someone that she connected with, someone who she felt so, so much for. It wasn’t that long of a stay at camp, just the summer, but the time she spent with Santana made it feel like she’d been there forever, and she wanted it to keep going.
She let out a soft sound with the kiss pressed against her jaw. It was light, but she loved it. Dani leaned back slightly into Santana’s body, and she let out a breath. Something with the way her girlfriend was touching her, and and was being so gentle, in made her get tingles in her body.
"Thinking about summer ending makes me want to cry. I don’t know if I could be stuck at camp forver, because I’d miss home too much, but I wish there was a way to freeze time so that you and I could stay with each other like this for longer before we have to do the whole long distance thing." She grinned. "I wear your favorite one a lot. It makes me happy."
Hey, wait, babe. It’s not you. It’s me. They had it in their brains that us dating meant I was gonna throw the towel in for Final Jam. I would never do anything like that, especially ‘cause I know you’d probably beat me up for it.
Or maybe they were jealous of your talent from the start.
You guys are having problems because I got in the way unintentionally. They would have nothing to be jealous of, and I wasn’t ever going to let you do that.
Apparently, Quinn and Brittany have been plotting your demise from day one, behind my back no less. I’m assuming it was Quinn who decided it would be a great idea to have Brittany hit on me and try to get me to cheat on you, just so that they could use me to sabotage your Final Jam performance. Except, you know, I’m not attracted to Brittany at all, you’re my girlfriend, and I would never, ever even dream of cheating on you.
So long story short, the two people who were supposedly my best friends decided to stab me in the back. That’s probably why those bitches didn’t want to cooperate with me for the routines. Ugh.
I… I never even did anything to them.. why would they..
Really. Fucking. Horrible.
And I don’t even know what I’m doing for Final Jam now. Great.
Wait what? Why?
She didn’t know what even possessed her to utilize her phone’s internet but she did. After looking up what was probably the most horribly done lesbian porn ever, Santana didn’t think she could do it. It’s not that she was uncomfortable with how the mechanics of sex worked. She knew how sex went, at least in the heterosexual missionary sense of things. She was just scared she wasn’t going to be enough for Dani, not enough in a physical sense.
Pulling a hoodie on over her tank top, Santana slid her feet into flip flops and she made her way out of her cabin. It was getting closer to sunset and it was already after dinner. Most of the campers were focused on getting their Final Jam performances perfected, so they were pretty occupied. She didn’t even know what she was going to do with Brittany and Quinn. Neither of them seemed really dedicated to learning the routine she had in mind for a group number. Maybe she should just go with her gut feeling to do a solo and have them back her up. That was a safe choice. Then she didn’t have to rely on them so heavily, even if she really did like the teamwork and comradeship that came from working together on a number. They would just have to get over it or that would just be the end of the Unholy Trinity. Thankfully it wouldn’t be something that would destroy their friendship.
Making her way to the practice room, Santana stood in the doorway. She was brought back to the first time she saw Dani in person, when she heard her playing the piano and singing. She was remarkable and she knew her girlfriend still was now, only a few weeks later. The fact that the summer was coming to a close really scared her a lot. The distance scared her the most. That was going to be the toughest part about the summer being over.. not being able to fall asleep in Dani’s arms, not kissing her, not holding her, not being able to touch her face. But technology had come a really long way. They could text or Skype or call each other on the phone. They could still be connected emotionally. The physical was going to be harder.
"Hey beautiful," She greeted from the door with a bright smile, unfolding her arms from over her chest. "I had to break in a new hoodie ‘cause you stole my favorite one."
Dani watched as the sun was setting. Her practice room was facing the lake, and the sun lit up the water in different shades of orange and pink. It was nice to watch as she practiced a song for final jam. She had a few ideas, but none of them were really sticking. She played song after song on the piano, but she shook her head every time she got half way through her songs. It just wasn’t right. She was frustrated beyond belief, but she knew she had time. Kind of. In reality, it wasn’t that long until the end of summer.
Thinking about the end of summer made her heart ache in ways she hadn’t ever had to feel before. Santana was a breath of fresh air in her life. At home, she had to deal with her family, and having no real school friends. Coming here and meeting Santana felt like her whole world was changing. But when Summer came to a close, her and Santana were going to part ways. It scared her to think that maybe the separation could break them up. Maybe the separation could cause a relapse. All of it was a lot for her head and heart to handle. She wasn’t sure what love felt like, but she knew that she was on her way there.
This exact room was the one where Dani had met Santana for the first time. It was an important place for them. She found it fitting that after talking about what was to come after the summer ended, that they were going to be in here again. She continued to fiddle around on the piano as she waited for Santana to get there. She was getting more frustrated, and she groaned, shoving the papers of lyrics on the ground. She got a blank sheet, and started to scribble lyrics down, singing them softly.
"Hi babe." she said, smiling. "You look good in that one. I hope you break it in, because you’re not getting the other one back. I’m gonna need something to remind me of you when I get back home."
Are you.. busy right now?
Nope. I’m free. Just hanging in one of the practice rooms.
She does, you’re right. Thank you, babe. I really want you to meet her sometime.
One day I want to.
That’s my little angel, Morgana. Isn’t she precious?
She has the same name as the asshole villain lady in The Little Mermaid 2. But yes, shes adorable.
It’s gonna be hard at first but it’s not gonna be impossible. I believe in you. I believe in us.
You make me really happy.