Today is the day. Today is the day Santana Lopez is going to come out to the Glee Club.
Earlier that week she had already came out to her parents, her mom looked upset and her dad looked like he had struck gold.
She was confused and a little hurt by their reactions. She was confused by her father's reaction but hurt by her mother's.
"Ha ha, pay up!" Her dad said after a while of cheering.
"How'd you know?" Her mother said to her father, handing him a hundred dollar bill.
"I know my daughter." He said, holding the hundred dollar bill up to the light in the living room.
"You just guessed, didn't you?" She said back, narrowing her eyes at him.
"Yup!"
Santana stood there watching the whole exchange confused.
"Um, what...…..just happened?" This is not the reaction she thought was gonna occur. She thought they were gonna sit down and have a talk with her about the whole thing, not this.
"What is what sweety?" Her mother asked.
"What's happening, why'd you give dad a hundred dollar bill?"
"Oh your mother owed me the money 'cause-." He was cut off by an elbow into his ribs.
"It was nothing honey, he just owed me some money from around the house." She said while her husband was holding his side.
"Ookay? Um I think I'm just gonna head out." She said looking at them weirdly, while walking out the door knowing something was up.
Behind her back her mother gave her husband a look.
"Sorry" he mouthed while still holding his side.
That was really not what she had expected, but she's not gonna think about that right now 'cause first up on her list of telling people from her school was 'The Sue Sylvester' and she isn't gonna lie, she's nervous as hell.
She's walking down the hall to the place she's been dreading to go 'Sue Sylvester's office'.
She's been stalling with Brittany all day, doing the typical girlfriend stuff (Secretly of course), like sending a fake excuse note to the office to get her out of class or placing flowers in her locker from her secret admirer, *hint hint*.
But that doesn't stop Brittany from persuading her from going to where she is now. She's starting to regret ever putting her on as one of the first people to tell.
But it's too late now, she's already knocking. And Coach is already calling her in.
"Coach Sue?" She said sticking her head in the door.
"What is it, sandbags?"
"Um, can I talk to you for a minute?" She said stepping in fully.
"60 seconds"
"Oh, uh well Coach I…um I have something I have to tell you, you probably won't like." She said stuttering.
"I said 60 seconds Pam, your wasting your time." She said yet to look up from her journal.
"Yeah, well...…coach...…I'm gay." She said looking off to the side waiting for the explosion.
It was silent in the room for a while and Santana finally looked up at the coach.
Coach Sue was staring at her, intently. Santana thought she was silently judging her, that's why she looked down to the desk, to look anywhere else than those cold blue eyes.
Sue was the one to break the silence, putting her glasses down on the desk.
"I know" She said crossing her hands on the table.
Santana's eyes immediately snapped up at her words.
"Y-you knew? How?"
"Well I figured that you were from the way you dressed when your not in your uniform. Your outfits just scream lesbian. And I'm guessing you and the ditzy blonde are a couple, that's why your coming out, for her?"
Santana looked baffled but nodded anyway. She was, this was all for Brittany.
"If your wondering why I'm not blowing up and kicking you off the team, it's because I...….am p-proud of…... you for you know doing this and have great respect for you." Sue said awkwardly.
Santana sat there gawking at her cheerleading coach. "You have respect for me?" She said pointing to herself.
"Yes Dolly, I Sue Sylvester have a great deal of respect for you."
"If I may ask, but why?"
"Because your coming out of Narnia for the woman you love. You would be willing to sacrifice your reputation and the captainship of the cheerleading squad for B-br-bet-ber-Blond Ditz. That takes a great deal of courage and bravery, so yes I am proud and have respect for you." Sue finished.
"Thank you coach" Santana said after finding the right words.
"Your welcome, now get out I have a shipping of hair removal gel I plan on putting in William's hair gel bottles since he won't take my advice and cut it off himself that may or may not be illegal in 42 states in the United States."
Santana got up and walked to the door.
"Thanks again coach, for understanding." She said walking out the door, passing a man with a baseball cap low on his head with a box in his hand.
Sue nodded her head in response, going back to the journal on her desk, adding something new to it.
'Next stop, Quinn.' She thought to herself.
