Santana could still not wrap her head around the fact Brittany, her best friend and person she loved, was still dating Artie. Just the thought made her throw up in her mouth a little. Thank the heavens she had Quinn. Nice, single Quinn her other best friend. Since Artie it's been hard to get the unholy trinity together. But the time Santana does have with Brittany she doesn't complain. Well not too much.

"Britt, why are you still with roller boy?" Santana asks, not trying to whisper

"San I have asked you not to call him that" Brittany says quietly looking around the cafeteria

Santana stares at her waiting for her answer

"He is really nice San and treats me good" Britt says trying to plead to her best friend.

Santana huffs and whispers "You know I could treat you better"

Brittany looks down sad "I know. But I can't break up with him. It's not right and it's not fair to him San. He has never given me a reason to"

She looks back up at Santana who has now looked away. Brittany knows it hurts Santana but Artie is really a nice guy. She wishes Santana could see it. She hates hurting her.

Brittany begins to apologize when Santana calls out Quinn's name. She looks over and see's Quinn walking over to their table. Quinn smiles and sits down next to Santana.

"Do we have glee after this?" Quinn asks looking at another table.

Santana follows her gaze to see her looking at the table with Finn, Rachel and some of the other glee members.

"Yes" Brittany answers while Santana turns back around and looks at Quinn

"Please do not tell me you still have it for man boobs" Santana says. Brittany chuckles but stops when Quinn's eyes stare her down

"Santana, you have slept with him. You know he does not have man boobs" Quinn defends.

Santana smirks "I know. But it's still fun"

The bells rings and the three girls get up. Brittany says her byes for now and walks over to the table to walk with Artie. Santana rolls her eyes and Quinn nudges her lightly.

"Don't let it get to you. He is a boy don't forget. He will stuff it up somehow and you will be there to pick up the pieces and make it all better" Santana loved Quinn for exactly that reason. She was so smart and always knew exactly what to say. She smiled at her best friend as they linked arms and walked into the choir room.

Most people were seated except Quinn and Santana who walked up the top level and scooted the chairs closer to each other and sat down. Rachel as usual was standing in front of the class getting ready for her daily solo song. It was like this every day. Rachel sung a solo, Tina and Mercedes sung back up, Mike danced with Brittany and Finn was on drums. Santana always zoned out. She may not get the solos she deserves but the rare occasion she does she loves it. Plus it's the only other time besides cheerleading practice the unholy trinity are together in the same room for more than twenty minutes. She may not admit it to their faces but her best friends were her world. She would do anything for them. As she daydreamed about trying to make Artie transfer the claps from the other glee clubbers snapped her back to reality. She looked around and started clapping but remembered it was for Rachel and stopped. 'Man hands isn't getting any applaud from me' Santana thought. After what seemed like a lifetime of Rachel and Mr. Shue's mouth never shutting up the bell finally rang and it was time to go home.

Quinn grabbed Santana's arm before she basically ran out the room "Hey, you want a ride? Brittany is getting a lift with Artie" Santana felt it come up her mouth again but managed to swallow.

She smiled at the pretty blonde and nodded "I have to stop at my locker first"

As Santana was putting stuff in her locker she had asked Quinn what she planned doing that afternoon. After no response she looked at the blonde and noticed her looking off. She followed her gaze and saw her staring at one Rachel Berry.

Her brow furrowed and looked around to see if Finn was anywhere in sight but he wasn't. She didn't have a look of distaste on her face; it was more a tiny smile. It was very small but Santana could see it none the less. And it wasn't one of those evil smirks she was so good at. Quinn could never master it anyway. Santana nudged Quinn finally getting her attention.

"What is up with you Q? Why you perving on Berry?" It was a joke coming from Santana's mouth but she could see a hint of rouge forming on the blondes cheeks.

"Fuck off" was all that came out of Quinn's mouth and nothing more was said.

Santana hugged Quinn in the car and thanked Mrs. Fabray for the lift. As she walked up the front stairs she could hear the yelling already. She rolled her eyes. Let in a deep breath and went inside. Her parents always fought. Really Santana wish they would split because she knows they would be happier but they won't part from each other. And now she will have to listen to them having make-up sex tonight. Yeah it was normal, but it was just so wrong. Usually when this happened she would crash the night at Brittany's. But it seems Brittany has been having her own sleep overs at Artie's. 'Ok please stop' Santana thinks to herself coving her mouth.

She walks up stairs after calling out a hello to her parents and letting them get back to their rants. She drops her bag down and starts taking her cheerio's uniform off and slipping into shorts and a tank top. She sits on her bed and checks her Facebook.

One new friend request: Rachel Berry

"Shit RuPaul is persistent" she says out loud before clicking ignore.

She looks through her notifications to see perv boys commenting on her photos. She has a new message which is from Quinn

'Hey San, If you read this tonight you should come over. I'm bored. Your parents are probably fighting. Brittany is off getting laid (Sorry). No need for us to be all alone. I'll be waiting.
Call me,
Q

She thinks for a minute but it doesn't last long. She hears her parents still going at it and grabs her phone.

"I knew you couldn't resist me" Santana laughs at the way Quinn answers

"Fuck up Fabray, you want me comin over or not"

"Fine, I'll be nice" Quinn responds and hangs up. Santana is about to put the phone down when she gets a text 'Hurry up. Bring your cheerio uniform. Mom will wash it for you. Q'

Quinn's mom has always been good to her. Even from the time they were 10 when the unholy trinity first met at summer camp. But they were now 16 and best of friends.

She packed a bag, grabbed her uniform off the floor and raced down stairs. She hesitantly walked into the kitchen hearing the rants had calmed down some.

She screamed slightly seeing them making out 'Oh thank heavens for Quinn. Memo to self to plant a big one on her when I see her for saving me from this shit' Santana thinks

Her parents pull apart and try to straighten their hair and clothes

"Um, I'm going to Q's tonight. So ahh… see you tomorrow" Santana says before turning away.

Her mother's words stop her "You're not eating before you go?"

Santana shakes her head looking between her mami and papi "No thank you. I ate a big lunch and I'm sure I will have something at Q's later. Thanks anyway" She near runs out the house to not be stopped again. She hates lying to her parents. She didn't eat a big lunch. She hasn't eaten at all today. But she needs to maintain perfect body weight to keep up the smoking hot bod she works so well.

She walks to Quinn's. Thanking the lord it isn't far as she forgot she had the short shorts on. She isn't ashamed of her body. In fact she loves herself. But the whistles and stares from men make her a little sick. She finally arrives and knocks on the door. Mrs. Fabray answers smiling.