Hello my pretties, here is a new little fun story. Hope ya'll enjoy it. Read, Review, Enjoy.

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Chapter One

Three girls stand on the precipice of what could be love. Quinn and Santana stand in front of Rachel

with their jaws on the ground.

"Your telling me that since school got out and we started being fuck buddies you've been doing the same withTubbers! When the fuck did you plan on telling us Rachel?"

"It was just a friends with benefits thing! I didn't think feelings would get involved! You both must

know that I didn't mean for any of this to happen."

"Well, they are involved, we have both spilled our guts to you. We fell in love with you! Now your

telling us you don't love either of us?"

Quinn finally speaks up for the first time since this conversation started. Her eyes were trained on the

ground till now.

"Rae, baby, you love me right? All those nights you professed your love to me, while you were 'you

know'. That had to be real, please tell me that was real."

At this point Quinn has tears rolling down her cheeks and has her hands caressing Rachel's cheeks.

She looks down, she cannot bring herself to look Quinn in the eyes. Santana can see how the lack of an

answer is destroying Quinn, she is two seconds away from breaking down. She feels for her friend Q,

but she can't help but hold some hope in the idea that Rachel will choose her instead.

"Rachel, please, please tell me that you love me like all those other times. You can't just take it all back,

I know you! Please baby say you love me back."

Quinn is now yelling at Rachel, she looks like a hysterical mess but under the circustances anybody

would be able to understand.

"Q, Quinn, Quinn look at me! What we had was just a-a fling. I-I d-don't love you, I never have, I-I

never will."

While Rachel looks white as a ghost, Quinn has dropped to her knees crying. Santana just looks

shocked at what she heard. Snapping out of it she looks directly into Rachel's eyes, realizing she's about

to say the same speech to her.

"Just save it Rachel, leave. I know now you can't love anybody. Just go I can't deal with this."

Santana has tears rolling down her face, as most of her words get caught in her throat.

With all this said Rachel has an expression-less face as she just walks away.

...A couple weeks later...When school starts up again...

In all their Cheerio glory Quinn and Santana stand at the entrance of the school with their iceberg cold exterior in place. Meanwhile across the a great expanse of nothing, our very own Rachel Berry is getting off a plane with a new attitude, a new wardrobe, and a new girlfriend?

Down the airplane stairs she goes with tight ripped black skinny jeans, a worn Nirvana tank top, black combat boots on her feet, a worn jean vest, and to top it off Ray-Bans covering her gleaming eyes. While the girl on her arm wears ripped short, and I mean short, shorts a plaid shirt, chucks on her feet and classic blue Ray-Bans covering her emerald green eyes. Hand in hand they go down those steps and walk towards, what is now Rachel's mode of transportation, a Ducati. She starts the bike as her girlfriend climbs on the bike with her arms around Rachel's waist. With a smirk Rachel guns the bike towards McKinely.

The two Cherrios are at their lockers, kurtly nodding at each other. They have to show the school that they are still in charge of this place. They walk to the middle of the entrance hallway, to make their Senior year announcement to show who runs this school. With their hands on their hips, they stand about to get everybodies attention as the double doors fly open and in comes the one person they have been avoiding all summer. The same thought simultaneously goes through both of their heads 'damn did she get sexier over the break'. Then another thought goes through both of their minds again 'who the fuck is that bitch'.

Santana is the first of the two to break out of their stroll down memory lane. Being a person of action, Santana breaks forward in a semi walk-run straight towards Rachel. The look of pure anger in her black eyes. The heave of her chest as her black hair swings around her shoulder's as she pulls back her arm. The palm ready to strike with the strength of a cobra.

Neither Rachel nor Skylar saw Santana coming till Rachel turned to face towards Santana with the smack of a well practiced hand to her face. Rachel barely moves, simply clenching and unclenching her jaw. A knowing smirk graces her lips as she holds Skylar back from completely destorying Santana. Even though Santana thinks she is so hard, Lima Heights Adjacent and all, Skylar has been through worse growing up in LA. Her having a knack for fighting she got into MMA, which now makes her an extreme threat when she looses her temper. All Rachel does is look straight into Skylar's eyes, they have a silent conversation between them. Rachel brushes the hair out of Skylar's eyes and tucks it behind her ear as she kisses her cheek.

This sets Santana off again as she's about to swing one more time. But Rachel, having a past-time nobody in Lima knew about, just caught Santana's punch in one hand and twisted it to her back. Rachel has her in an arm bar, her lips dangerously close to Santana's ear.

"Hey Tana, it's great to see you too. We had a good time, god knows your a good fuck. But that's over now, no need to lash out because if I have to I can defend myself and end up hurting you in the worst possible way."

With that Rachel let's go of Santana and just compeletly walks away, down the hallway. Santana had just been topped in front of the entire school on the first day. Santana just thinks about how this school year is going to be one of the longest.

Quinn comes up to Santana her HBIC fascade completely in place.

"S, what the actual fuck was that? We can't let her win, not after what she did."

The pure venom that foams from Quinn's mouth could scare even Hannibal. Santan being used to this side of Quinn, being forced to spend the rest of the summer vacation with her because she's the only one she could talk to about Rachel.

"Q, calm your tits. Oh and I'm fine by the way, thanks for asking. Bitch."

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