(Santana's POV)
I was walking around McKinley, cheerios skirt swishing around my thighs, when I saw a poster. Plastered EVERYWHERE.
RACHEL BERRY IS GAY!
It read, sprawled in an artistic bold font. I wondered if this was true. No way, It can't be. Rachel is NOT gay. I know that for a fact. Or do I?
"Hey, Santana." Mr. Schue said as I walked into glee. "You're early. Earlier than Rachel," He was wiping the board from the word 'Ballad'.
"Mr S-?" Rachel interrupted herself, walking in. "Santana."
"Yes, hobbit? Heard you're a homo now too?"
"Santana. That was mean," Rachel frowned. "Mr. Schue, could I talk to San alone?"
"Oh. . Of course," Mr. Schue said leaving the room.
"What the heck. ."
All I know is now me and the hobbit are making out. How'd this happen?!
"G-" Mr. Schue said walking in. "Oh my. Santana! Rachel!" He screamed. And in came Finnocence and Fabray. "Omigosh. ." Quinn said.
"It's not what it looks like, Finn," Rachel said climbing off of me.
"You were going to f*ck Santana, weren't you? Weren't you, whore?!"
"No. . Finn, It's not what you think it is,"
"No." Finn cut off. "Were done, Rachel. Done. This is the second time you've cheated on me. I. Am. Done!" He yelled, walking out.
"Finn. ." Rachel said, tears appearing.
"What the heck!?" Quinn yelled.
And in came more glee clubbers- Tina, Mike, and Puck.
"What do you mean 'What the heck', Q?" Tina asked.
"Okay, I came in and they were. . Trying to suck off each others faces!"