Santana finally confesses her love to Rachel.
"Where's San?" Rachel asks while looking around the choir room for her best friend. Her and Santana have been friends ever since Sectionals sophomore year, when Rachel stuck up for the Latina about giving Coach Sylvester the set list. After they won Sectionals, Santana had gone up to Rachel and thanked her for sticking up for her.
*Flashback*
"Hey, um, Berry, can I talk to you?" Santana asks timidly.
Rachel turns around to see a shy looking Santana. Santana is plenty of things, but shy is not one of them. This should be good. Rachel raises her eyebrows and says "Yes, Santana?"
"I ,uh, just wanted to say thanks for sticking up for me back there. You were probably the only person who thought I was innocent."
"Your welcome, Santana. Although, I understand that you have been nothing but horrible to me in the past, I believe that deep down, you're not like that. I refuse to believe that you are 'Satan's spawn'."Rachel says, smiling a little.
"I'm not really, I just, I don't know. I put up walls so I can't get hurt. But whatever. I'm not here to talk about me. I'm here to talk about us. Berry, I want you to be my friend." Santana proposes.
"Really? After all of the things you did to me? But don't you hate me?" Rachel asks.
"No, Berry, I don't. If anything, I actually like you. So what do you say?"
"Of course I want to be your friend, Santana. But on three conditions. One, you stop the slushies and the mean name calling. Two, you call me by my first name, or some kind of nickname. And three, I get to call you a nickname." Rachel smiles.
"Oh Hells no, Berry."
"Okay, well then I guess you don't want my friendship that bad . . ." Rachel teases, playfully starting to walk away.
"Wait! I change my mind!" Santana exclaims, noticing Rachel's slowly retreating figure.
Rachel just laughs and says "Can I hug you now?"
Santana nods and they embrace.
"I'm sorry." Santana apologizes.
"For what?"
"For being horrible to you. The slushies, the degrading names, the rude comments. I'm ashamed of all of that, and I'm sorry for putting you through that." Santana says, pulling away and looking down.
"Santana, I've already forgiven you. The fact that you have asked my hand in friendship is enough. But I appreciate your apology." Rachel puts a hand on the Latina's shoulder.
"Thanks, Ray." Santana smiles softly.
"Your welcome, San."
*End Flashback*
"We're not sure. She's been MIA since lunch." Artie says, looking at his girlfriend. Rachel looks at her too.
"I haven't seen her either, Rachie, sorry." Brittany says.
"Okay." Rachel pouts. She just really wanted to see her best friend.
"It's okay, Rachie, I'm sure your girlfriend will show up." Brittany whispers in the brunette's ear.
Rachel nearly falls out of her seat, after hearing that. "Um excuse me?" she asks, shocked. She thought her feelings toward the Latina were only apparent to her, and if anyone noticed, the last person would be Brittany.
"Oh please, Rachie. I know that you're in love with Sanny. And I know that she's in love with you." Brittany says, shaking her head at Rachel.
Rachel is stunned. Not by the fact that someone knew that she is in love with her best friend, who happens to be a girl, but by the fact that Brittany is so perceptive. Who knew?
Meanwhile . . .
Santana is sitting in her car, debating whether or not she should go to glee club. Today is Valentine's day and she wants to do something that will either make or break her day.
She's going to serenade Rachel in glee.
Santana's had feelings for Rachel ever since the beginning of sophomore year, when the Unholy Trinity joined the New Directions, but being best friends with her made those feelings go from a crush, to love.
"You know, what? Screw this. I'm Santana fucking Lopez. I'm not a wuss. I can do this! I will not chicken out! I can do this!" Santana exclaims to herself.
She gets out of her Mustang and locks her car. She stalks into the school building and turns in the hallway in the direction of the choir room. She stops once she's outside of the room. From the hallway, the Latina can hear Mr. Shue lecturing the students about their non-existent Regional's set list.
"You can do this, Santana. You can do this." she whispers to herself.
She enters the classroom. Everyone stops what they're doing and stares at the Latina.
"Mr. Shue can I sing something?" Santana asks nervously. Rachel knows her best friend well enough to know that she's nervous, so she shoots her a reassuring smile. Santana returns the smile.
"Um, sure, Santana. The floor is yours."
"Thank you, Mr. Shue. Um, this is for Rachel. I think this song sums up all of my feelings."
Santana walks over to the piano and whispers something into Brad's ear. He nods and gets up. Santana sits down on the bench, and surprises the whole glee club, minus Brittany, Rachel, and Quinn by starting to play the piano.
For you, there'll be no more crying
For you, the sun will be shining
And I feel that when I'm with you
It's alright, I know it's right
Rachel recognizes the song easily and is stunned. She can't believe Santana is serenading her in front of the whole glee club, and that they feel the same about each other.
To you, I'll give the world
To you, I'll never be cold
Cause I feel that when I'm with you
It's alright, I know it's right
And the songbirds are singing
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
After hearing this, tears come to Rachel's eyes, and she puts her hand on her heart, to show that she feels the same.
And I wish you all the love in the world
But most of all, I wish it from myself
And the songbirds keep singing
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before, like never before
Like never before
By now, both girls are openly crying. The rest of the glee club, is still surprised that Santana can play the piano. Rachel gets up from her seat and shakily walks over to the piano where Santana is still sitting.
"San, that was amazing. Is-Is that how you really feel?" Rachel asks.
Santana wipes her tears and says "Yes. I love you Ray. And I have for a long time now." the Latina admits, blushing slightly.
"Me too." Rachel says.
"Really?" Santana asks, surprised. She had predicted many possible outcomes after she sang the song, but she didn't think of this one.
"Mmm. Can I hug you now?"
"Sure, Ray." the Latina smiles.
They hug and when they pull apart, they look into each other's eyes. Then they finally do it. They kiss.
They break apart when Mr. Shue clears his throat. Santana and Rachel both blush and mumble sorry to their teacher.
Santana leads Rachel to a seat in the back row of the choir room and Mr. Shue continues his rant on their set-list for Regional's.