Santana closed her eyes, taking in a slow, deep breath before letting it out into the darkness of her room. She had been lying there for awhile now, unable to sleep due to the fact that her mind was, once again, on that damn blonde, and not in a good way.
Ever since Quinn Fabray had knocked her down from her new position of head cheerleader by exposing her biggest secret, she has been constantly debating over what her next move would be. She was Santana Lopez after all, and she always got what she wanted. And at this moment, she wanted her sweet revenge and her rightful place as head Cheerio, nothing more, nothing less. The only question now was how exactly she went about doing that.
She rolled to her side, looking at the bright red light coming from her alarm 3:30 a.m. God, she'd never be able to sleep now, knowing that she'd have to wake up in the next hour and a half. Standing, Santana made her way to the bathroom, flicking on the light and squinting a little at the new found brightness. She looked over herself, sighing when her eyes landed on her chest. Those two now artificial pieces of her body had ruined her status, only leaving the titles "bitch" and "slut" on her head.
Santana smiled though, eyeing herself. If Quinn thought she had won, just because she pointed out the Latina's insecurities, she had another thing coming to her.
Shutting her locker, Santana turned, smiling at Brittany sweetly. She was going on again about her cat, once again, reading her diary, and fearing the worst.
"I'm serious, S! He's going to tell everyone about that dream I had!"
Santana couldn't help but laugh a little. She could bitch at her like she does everyone else, but Brittany had been her best friend for so long it had become impossible. Throw in the fact that, over recent years, they had become a little bit more than friends who brush on another's hair and study together in B or Santana's room and it became a little more apparent as to why Santana was so sweet to the bubbly blonde.
"B, I promise you, Felix is not reading your diary. Speaking of that dream, however… We have yet to do anything about it."
Her eyes went away from Brittany though, eyeing Quinn as she went to her locker. Santana had been studying the head cheerleader consistently over the past week, trying to see exactly where she could strike and hurt her the most; knock her down a few pegs.
Yet again though, nothing. Santana was getting irritable, growing impatient and just considering just giving up on her mission. A week and she had nothing on Fabray, nothing. Perhaps she'd let this one slide for now, until she found some way to get back at Quinn.
It seemed fate was in her favor though, Rachel Berry walking by with that same ugly animal sweater with a skirt that screamed old lady. It wasn't really Rachel Santana had her eyes on though, watching as Quinn's eyes locked on Rachel. Rachel smiled that same, sweet grin before winking at Quinn, walking towards her giant of a boyfriend. Quinn's face had that strong blush on it, watching Berry as she strutted off. She wouldn't have thought too much into it if Quinn hadn't flashed anger and jealousy whenever Rachel and Finn locked lips. Santana then mentally smiled to herself, seeing her perfect revenge.
"S? You okay?"
Snapping out of her dazed state, Santana looked to Brittany, smiling sweetly once again. "I'm sorry, what'd you say, B?"
"I was just saying I'm free tonight if you want to try using a dil-"
Instantly, Santana put a hand over Brittany's mouth, eyes going wide. Sure, she wanted to know what Brittany was saying, but she didn't want all of West McKinley High to know. She couldn't help but keep that smile though. B never did know how to be subtle.
"Yeah, I'll come over around 10, alright? Just be sure you leave your window open."
Clapping her hands together, Brittany squealed with delight, a happy smile on her lips. Instead of answering with actual words, she linked her pinky with Santana's, leading her down the hall with her.
For the weekend, Santana decided to herself, she would be with Brittany. However, once Monday rolled around, her master plan was going to be put into motion. She was going to break Quinn Fabray's heart.