So this is a Faberry/Brittana story. With Pezberry friendship. I already have chapter 2 and 3 written and I'll post them Sunday or Monday.
I can't face going home yet. There are so many things there that remind me of her. So I've been roaming the school for an hour. I hung out in the AV room; it reminded me of my big brother. He's a big tech nerd, so of course I know everything he does. I adore my older brother, like every little sister does.
After playing around for an hour I went to the auditorium. What I saw was enough to turn my hair white. Right there in front of me was Quinn and Rachel making out. I quickly hide behind the tech booth so I can see how everything turns out.
"Rach, this has got to end. We can't see each other anymore." Quinn says as she walks away from Rachel.
"Why. I thought you loved me?" Rachel replies dejectedly.
"I do, but this is wrong. Being a lesbian would ruin everything for me. I'd be kicked out again, people would see me differently. It would destroy everything I had to rebuild because of last year. I'll always love you. But I just can't do this." Quinn tells the now crying girl before walking off the stage.
Damn, poor Rachel. I should go up their and comfort her. NO! You still have a reputation to with hold. My mind battles it's self for a little while longer but my nicer side finally won out. I slowly made my way to the stage while still trying to figure out what I was going to say to her.
I gently clear my throat to get the other girls attention. The girl slightly jumps when she hears me and quickly raises her head.
"Hey Berry. Are you aright?" I ask, even though I already knew the answer.
"Quite, thank you for asking. I was so overwhelmed by a song that I just couldn't help but sing along." Rachel says while wiping away some of her tears.
"Cut the shit Berry. I saw what happened between you and Quinn. I just came to see if you needed anyone to talk to." I instantly regret my chosen words because they make me sound like a softie.
"Thanks, but no thanks." I must say that I was a little shocked by this. Rachel always has something to say.
"Seriously? The only time I really ever care what you say and you turn me down?" I say with a smirk.
"It's pretty obvious. I love her and she loves me. But she's to scared to do anything about." Rachel sighs and takes a seat on the ledge of the stage.
"How long have you two been together?" I ask.
"On and off again for about a month. She dragged me into the janitors closet one day and told me that 'I frustrated her', then she kissed me. It was right before you gave her mono." She tells me.
"I'm sorry about that, by the way." Rachel just shrugs and looks around.
"I'm sorry about you and Brittany." Rachel says.
"What do you mean?" I ask, willing to do anything to avoid this conversation.
"I know what happened, Britt told me. I tutor after school sometimes. She was crying, a lot." She continues.
"You better-
"Don't worry; your secret is safe with me." Rachel says as she gives me a small smile. I feel even worse for Rachel. We really were in the same boat, mine just had better fashion sense.
"What are you doing tonight Rachel?" I ask, purposely saying her name.
"Nothing. I was going to take Quinn to Breadsticks, but that's clearly not going to happen. Why?" I give one of my best devious smiles.
"How about me and you hang out tonight. You can spend the night at my house and then we'll go shopping on Saturday. We could find you some clothes to make Quinn jealous." I tell her.
She thinks for a second and responds, "That would be lovely, thank you Santana."
"Awesome, now lets leave this crap place." I say as I offer her my hand to help her get up.
We silently walk out of the building to the parking lot. My red convertible and a blue convertible were the only cars left.
"I'll follow you to your house if that's cool." Rachel says shyly.
"That's cool. See you there." I tell her awkwardly before moving towards my car.
Hopefully spending this time with Rachel will help me with things with Brittany. It's nice to know that there is someone in this town has the same problem as I do. Maybe Rachel and I could actually become friends. I could help her with her wardrobe, and she could help me with something like school. Having a friend like her could really help in the future.
Please don't forget to review! And leave any suggestion for the two songs between Santana and Rachel.