Hi everybody, this is my first story, I had this idea and I decided to put it black on white. English is not my first language, so please, be good to me!

I'm also looking for someone who can help me to write this story, maybe helping me correcting grammar or typing's mistakes.

Hope that you will like it, let me know whatever you think about it! I'm so interested in your opinions.

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Chapter 1 – 'Someone like you'

Santana was walking in the hall when Azimio with a cup in his right hand stopped in front of her.

She was paralyzed, with the fear written on her face.

"So, lesbo… where do you think you're going?" – He spilled out with a smirk on his lips.

She was trying to say something, but nothing came out from her mouth. She was about to been slushied, and she couldn't do anything to prevent it.

Since when she came out from the closet,her life has been more complicated. Santana knew that she had nothing to hide anymore, and she knew that her Brittany would always be by her side, no matter what.

But in that moment no one of these thoughts seemed to be really useful.

"This is all Finn's fault, next time I will slap him more than once." She thought while in the corner a cheerio was watching the scene.

Azimio was about slush Santana, when the mysterious girl approached him, taking the cup from his hand.

"You shouldn't mess with the cheerleaders Azimio, especially with their captain." - The cheerio spilled all the red drink in Azimio's face under the stunned look of Santana, who was still stuck in the hall.

"Leave her alone."- She threatened, giving a quick glance to the latina, before leaving them, and keeping walking until she disappeared from their sight.

A hour later the brunette cheerleader was putting some books in her locker, when a uncertain latina greeted her.

"Hi."- It was all Santana could manage to attract the cheerio's attention, who looked her surprised to see her there in that moment.

"Hi."- She said back.

"I'm Sa..."- Santana was interrupted by the girl.

"I know who you are Santana, you're kind of popular here, you know..." - She explained in a bored tone.

"Oh, right… well, then you should tell me what your name is.." - Santana said shy, of course she should have known what was the name of the other girl, she was a cheerio after all, and she probably saw her every cheerios's practice.

Feeling the embarrassment in Santana's voice, the brunette girl tried to make her feel more comfortable.

"Don't worry, I'm Andrea Johnson." - She said laying her hand to shake Santana's.

Santana took her hand.

"Well, Andrea, I just wanted to thank you for what you have done for me with Azimio."- Santana tried to speak like she didn't care about what happened.

"You don't have to, it's not that weird." - Andrea turned to leave but she stopped walking, and looked back over her shoulder to meet Santana's gaze.

"But you know what is really weird? You're the captain of the cheerios, you're popular, and you can be a real bitch. I saw the way you treat the people and the glee glub's members. And the funny thing is that they probably don't even deserve your bitchiness, you just don't care about them…" - The girl was now looking straight into Santana's eyes.

"But before, with Azimio, you were paralyzed, scared and weak, just because he thought that you deserved to be slushied 'cause you're gay!" "Geez Santana, you can't let people scare you, you are gay and what? Who cares, it's not a disease or something, it's just who you are. Embrace it." - Andrea was about go away when she looked last time to the latina.

"I think that you're beautiful by the way!"- With those last words she left a speachless Santana in the middle of the hall.

A worried Brittany approached Santana, who was still thinking about Andrea's words.

"Hey honey, are you ok? I heard what happened with Azimio." – Brittany said in a rush, eager to know if her girlfriend was fine.

Santana finally paid attention to Brittany who was still waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Britt, I'm good." – She said kindly, trying to comfort Brittany who was still agitated.

"I'm so sorry for not being there when you needed me San." Brittany's eyes became glossy.

Santana then hugged Brittany kissing her head.

"It's over Britt." – She whispered. "Someone was there for me." She thought.