A/N Well, here is the first chapter to my companion story, i love all of you guys, and that is why, even though I'm swamped in all of my classes, I'm writing this for you. The updates will probably be spaced farther apart, but I promise to try and update at least once a week. I do not own glee, and i do not own Santanna either... Enjoy! I love you all, even if you are lurkers, but i still want to hear from you! I plan on going back to my other story and pming all of my reviewers, and with this story as well! Now, on to the show!

Santanna's P.O.V

Ok, well… I hate BOTH Quinn Fabray AND Rachel Berry.

They are so fucking obvious! As if I didn't see them leering at each other when Rachel sang My Man (a song which I found completely ironic by the way). I mean, come on! They are the most repressed lesbians that I have ever met, and I happen to know Sue Sylvester (cause nothing spells lesbian like tracksuits and no ovaries…).

I mean, honestly, Quinn has spent the night at my house before, I have heard her moan Berry's name in her sleep, and let me tell you, it was not pretty. I had almost fallen asleep when it first happened, and then I had to rush to the bathroom to barf, and I ended up getting absolutely no sleep in fear that I would have Faberry flavored nightmares.

But, between you and me, Q is a friend, and I want her to be happy. I know first-hand what it is like to see the chick you want getting dogged by a guy. It hurts, so fucking bad…

But it's not like Rachel Berry or Quinn Fabray can be subtle. Berry wrote that song for Regionals and it looked like someone had run over Q's puppy. I may know they are clueless, but this is just getting ridiculous.

I guess it's time for Santanna Consuela Maria Teresa Lopez to step in and help these fuckers before Q ends up like a messed up version of me.

I'm not gonna lie, I miss Brittany, and I hate how wheels is always around her. Sure, I've convinced her that it isn't cheating, but it still hurts knowing that she is with someone else and not me. I wish I had the strength to tell Brittany before she got with wheels, and I guess that's why Ima have to help Q get her girl.

We may constantly be at each other's necks, but we are friends, in the most hilarious sense of the word. We make fun of each other, belittle each other, but at the end of the day, she is my best friend, and I want her to be happy. I don't want her to make the same mistakes I did, she needs to get her girl before somebody else does…

A/N Well? Read and review please, let me know what you think. Santanna's point of view is gonna be hard, because I love writing her as a bitch, but I also want to show her sweet side too… please tell me what you think and I'll try to update soon! Love you guys!