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Prologue:
She was crying. Finn saw it. She had just been kicked out of her house for sheltering a pregnant girl. Santana Lopez was crying. That was seriously fucked up. She didn't show major emotions to anyone, not even Brittany. Maybe she showed happiness, coldness, frustration, hunger, interest and that was about it. Finn wanted to go over and comfort her but he was pretty sure that the least she'd do was knock the wind out of him. At worst he'd have a broken pelvic bone. Actually, she could probably do worse. Way worse. So instead Finn made a mental note and reminded himself to be extra nice to her. And he's make sure that Quinn had a place to stay to. He had gotten over Quinn. Lucky him. Santana's hair was out. She looked kinda hot but Finn was looking for more in a relationship. Not Brittany, she would be to hard to handle (She thought that her cat was reading her diary. Even Finn knew cat's can't read). Finn walked away. No, he ran away. He ran faster than he ever had. Santana Lopez has such control and power that she scared the shit out of him.
Finn walked down the hall. He stopped at Quinn's locker.
"Quinn...I need to ask you something. Okay so I...uh...saw you and Santana get kicked out of her house last night. Do you guys...have a place to stay?" he asked. Quinn's smile was bittersweet.
"For now. Brittany can house us for a week but after that one of us needs to leave," Quinn said. Finn knew which of the girls would sacrifice and which wouldn't.
"Do you have a place to stay?" Finn offered. He and Quinn were close friends. He could offer her to stay at her house.
"Yeah. Britt's. Santana's offered to leave at the end of the week. Brittany's trying to work it out with her mom so Santana might be able to stay to. Update you at the end of the week?" Quinn offered. Finn was stunned. He thought that Quinn would be the one to sacrifice. Maybe Santana wasn't so heartless.
"Yeah, that'd be great. See you later," Finn said.