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He did not want to be doing this, seriously. Nobody went after fucking, Santana Lopez without losing a limb. Though Santana wasn't head cheerio anymore, hell she wasn't even a cheerio at all, she was still a bitch and it was common knowledge if you ever crossed her, she would take her perfectly manicured nails reach into your chest and rip you still beating heart from your chest, all the while insulting you in every possible way that you wouldn't be sure what hurt more. The venom that dripped from her lips or the gaping fist sized hole in your chest.
Hell kids had transferred schools because she gave them one of her fuck off glares, he heard rumours that she even made one kid move to the other side of the world all because she told her that she thought her shoes were "a little last season".
He glanced down at the red slushie on his hands, through the corner of his eye he saw students flinching and covering their faces with books and even using human shields to avoid getting a slushie facial. He grinned when he saw Jacob Ben Israel run into his locker door and collapse onto the floor, serves the loser right for trying to give him a doctor's note as a reason not to slushie him.
He considered just throwing the contents of his cup at Jewfrow. But then he felt her watching, the reason this was all going down, honestly he had no idea what Santana had done to piss Coach Sylvester off but when Coach Sylvester pulls your aside and hands you a slushie you don't tell her no.
He saw her, just up ahead talking to Britney, a feeling of dread washed over him, and he knew that this was going to come back to bite him in the ass big time.
He sped up his steps, he was just going to throw it and run, cowardly but he did not want to stick around and deal with the aftermath.
He could hear her talking to Britney now, bit his lip and closed his eyes. He felt the cup empty its contents onto unexpecting girl in front of him, he kept his eyes closed but heard the gasps, the hallway was dead silent apart from the occasial car horn, even Britney knew to keep her mouth shut.
He turned as he prepared to run, he couldn't help himself, he really didn't know what to expect. She was just staring at him, the clumps of slushie sliding from her hair and face, onto the floor as she watched him unmoving, he had to say he was a little impressed, when he had gotten slushie he was damn near crying it eyes hurt that much. She didn't blink, she didn't make a move to wipe the slushie from her face she just watched him, her face void of any emotion.
He had no fucking clue what it meant, was she going to attack him, would she wait until after school. He suddenly had a horrible image of Santana as Hannibal Lector dancing around the room wearing his skin as a coat.
Her eyes did not leave him until Britney and the Asian Goth pulled her towards the bathroom all murmuring words of encrougment, still she did not stop staring until the door to the girls locker room had been shut.
He watched as the hallways slowly went about their business once again, but there was an air of uncertainty in the air. Santana Lopez was the last anybody expected to be slushied, now they were all running scared.
He didn't know what was going to go down, but he knew when Santana cleaned herself up, there would be hell to pay.
So it occurred to me that Karofsky wouldn't really know that Santana was gay, nobody but Britney does and since Santana and Britney made no secret of them sleeping around together I figure he had to have another reason to Slushie Santana, that is unless I've missed something NZ is a bit behind USA in episodes.