She looked so radiant as she sang, stood in front of us all as we sat and watched her belt out her soul in the small choir room. Rachel Berry's rendition of 'Don't rain on my parade' was just perfect. She was destined for Broadway, anyone with an ounce of sense could see that.. Rachel Berry... I could just see that name up in lights, her picture in all the papers. I could help but fight the small smile tugging at my lips at the thought of seeing Rachel succeed and reach her dreams of becoming a Broadway star.. My attention was slowly caught by that giant oaf sat beside me, he had this giant grin plastered across his giant head. I slowly shook my head, thinking to myself. 'Ugh, Finnoncence, what does Berry see in you?' I grumble to myself, a small crease forming across my brow as I feel a slight pang of jealousy at the fact that Rachel chose to be with Finn.. Wait, what? I shouldn't be jealous.. Why am I even thinking about this? This is Rachel Berry for gods sake.. She annoys me to heavens with her incessant taking. One day she should just shut those lips of hers and let someone else speak.. Those lips.. Those red, plump inviting lips.. Wait no..what am I thinking? I need to get out of here.

/ After snapping free from her thoughts Santana jumped to her feet, grabbing her bag from beside her chair and briskly left the choir room, ignoring the sudden protests from the rest of her Glee members and Mr Schue. With a smirk plastered on her lips, she threw one look over her shoulder as she left them room before regretting it immediately, seeing the fallen expression on the girl stood in the center of the choir room made her feel guilty.. She'd never felt guilty for hurting someone before but as she left the room all she could think about was how she'd been so rude to just walk out whilst Rachel was mid song like that, but she needed to clear her head, she shouldn't be feeling soft towards Berry. She annoyed her to death! Didn't she..?

It wasn't until Santana felt the tap on her shoulder as she reached her locker that she realised she'd been followed. Quickly shaking her head to shake her thoughts she abruptly turned around to be greeted by Rachel berry. "What?" she spat at her, almost making Rachel flinch. "It was rude of you to just leave like that" Rachel began "I was mid song. I know you dislike me Santana, but do you have to be so rude? I thought I'd come after you and give you a chance to apologize. Also, Mr Schue wants to see you. He told me to come and tell you that you need to see him after school. I don't know what he wants but obviously it's about you just walking out mid class" "Berry, shut up. Is it so hard to just tell me your message without boring me to death?" Santana quickly pressed her finger to Rachel's lips to prevent the next obvious outburst that would occur. "I get it, Mr Schue wants to see me and you're pissed that I got bored for your singing" She quickly turned and left before Rachel could say anything else.

The rest of the day was a monotonous blur of class after class. Santana didn't see or hear from Rachel again, mainly because the one class they shared (Chemistry) she decided to ditch and hang out on the bleachers. Once the bell rang to signal the end of school, Santana rolled her eyes as she made her way to Mr Schue's office. There was no cheer practice today; she wanted to just go home and chill in the summer heat. Once she reached his office he beckoned her in, not raising his head from the papers on his desk to look at her. "Take a seat Santana." Santana quickly did as he said, wanting to get this meeting over and done with as quick as possible. "So why am I here, Mr Schue? I guess its about walking out of glee club?" She rolled her eyes just before Mr Schue finally looked up at her, the crease in his brow signaling the annoyance he was feeling. "Santana, walking out of Glee club when one of its members is singing is just disrespectful." Santana was just about to cut in until Mr Schue ignored her and continued. "In fact, your attitude in general is disrespectful. You say hurtful things to the rest of your glee members, you often walk out when you're 'bored' and most of the time you're just plain rude. This is why I have decided that until you can fix this attitude, you're no longer welcome in Glee club. We're supposed to be a family, not bullies." Santana just sat there; for once in her life she was lost for words... Had she really just been kicked out of glee club? She blinked rapidly to hold back the tears that threatened to spill, the feelings coursing through her hurt.. Yeah she was a bitch, but Glee club was the only thing she loved about this school.. Channeling all her emotions into anger, Santana quickly stood. "You're seriously kicking me out? Well, screw you Mr Schue, I hate the glee club anyway!" Ignoring the look of hurt on his face at her words she stormed from his office, the corridors were mostly deserted; the rush of people leaving school had already gone home. Santana walked in a daze to her car, the only thought running through her head the whole drive home 'no more glee...'. Her parents weren't home when she arrived back, they never were. So like usual she went straight to her room and it wasn't until she shut her bedroom door behind her that she recognized the feelings inside her.. Hurt, regret.. Hatred.. And that's when she finally began to cry. "What have I done?"