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A/N: This is pretty much cannon up to S06xE02—"Homecoming". With the exception that Puck and Quinn did not get back together in Season Five.
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this is your heart (can you feel it?)
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Santana Lopez
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From her seat in the back of the choir room, Santana had the best vantage point of everything that happens around her. It's the reason she always sat there in high school and continues to do so now. Didn't matter how much age or experience these bitches got, you couldn't put almost all of the original members of New Directions in one place without some drama happening. Maybe it wouldn't seem world ending anymore or blowup in quite the same way, but it would eventually happen. And Auntie Snixx would be waiting 'n ready that's for damn sure.
Like how Santana could already see Puckerman settling his love-stuck stare on Berry; watching her every move as she stood by the piano talking to Hummel. Santana legit had to roll her eyes, her boy was pathetic—panting after the midget diva for years. By graduation she for real began to think Puck had loved Berry longer than they'd been in glee club. And, OK, maybe he had some reasons to be gun-shy; in school whenever the Jews acted romantic it usually had something to do with Rachel's lady wood for Hudson, and some part of him probs still felt like the loudmouth was his best friend's girl.
But Santana refused to let their song and dance continue—Puckleberry was as meant to be as Brittana. Berry was the only one of Puck's ex-girlfriends who didn't make her want to cut a bitch. Mostly because the midget was an Ice Cold Bitch like Quinn or the White Rhino, and the too many other Cheerios. She was good to her bro and when Puck had dated Berry he stood a bit taller, looked happier in his own skin. Hell, McKinley's biggest badass willingly chose glee over football for the girl!
Also Rachel Berry's crazy was dialed down a shit ton when she was just around Puckerman; allowed herself to be the girl or woman she was under all that overachievement and drive. Then there was the telling looks she gave him, with or without Finn, when she thought nobody was looking. Eyes lingering a little too long on Lima's resident bad boy when up front serenading her leading man a love song.
She knew that Finn Hudson would forever be remembered and spoken of with fondness and loss. But Santana had always lived by her own rules, nor would that ever change, but in her mind his death didn't absolve him of all sins. Never let it be said that Santana Lopez didn't keep it real—that meant remembering who Finn had really been, flaws and all. And Hudson's greatest flaw in Santana's mind was that he always seemed to want what he couldn't have.
He was forever keeping one eye on Quinn while dating Rachel, then only too happy to date Q again until Berry showed signs of getting over his ass. It was probs the most painful love triangle to watch, often leaving many casualties in its wake. Mainly the two boys—Puck and Sam—who were forever in love with the two girls stuck in the toxic mess. And the saddest thing was that even after graduation and witnessing the wonders Rachel's new life in New York held for her, Hudson still refused to let go; oddly enough it had been the midget who finally said enough.
Her girl said it best the summer before senior year; Brittany got that look in her pretty blue eyes that not everyone could see: intelligence. It was in the post-coital glow and between slow decadent sweet lady kisses.
"Not everyone can see it, Sani," Brittany's hushed voice murmured, only continuing at her inquiring look. "Finn isn't Rachel's soulmate. Or Quinn's. Their lobsters are Puck and Sam."
Leading them to what Santana figured the current misunderstanding for Puckleberry was—Puck still thinking of Rachel as Hudson's girlfriend, fiancée, and bride-to-be. If anything, he had dated the tiny girl first!
Out of her peripheral she noticed quick movement before Rachel's ironically musical giggles echoed around the choir room. The sight that met Santana's eyes had her also rolling them; Puck was leaning over Berry's shoulder from behind, probs pretending to read the sheet music, while leaning in to whisper in her ears.
"No-ah!" she heard the diva hiss back, though amusement prominent. This made her sadly unable to resist for any longer.
"Wow, that's really wanky y'know, Jew One and Two. But still, I've got to give props to Puckerman for telling Berry his freaky fantasies right in front of us all!" with that, Santana leaned back in her chair, made to check on her nails, then returned her gaze to them from under lashes and with lips curled.
The simultaneous shouts of "Santana!" and "Satan!" along with the rest of the room's laughter only caused her to wink at the two.
Yes, this would be the year she fixed the drama between her bro and newest BFF. With a smirk and devious sparkle to her eyes, she only had one thought: yes, Auntie Snixx is going to take care of everything…
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