Ok... So, this is my very first fanfic. So if you review, please be nice.
I do not own Glee or any of its characters.
Rachel was her first friend. They were five when some boy pulled her hair and made fun of her skin color. Rachel ran to her, slapped the boy and told him not to mess with her friends anymore.
"But we're not friends, I don't even know you!" Santana said, looking at the girl in front of her.
"Well, I'm Rachel Berry and I want to be your friend. Do you want to be my friend?"
"I do." Santana simply answered.
_ Years later_
* "Come on Ray! We're gonna be late for the first day!" Santana hurried her best friend.
"Why are you in such a hurry? High school isn't going anywhere…"
"Wait… Rachel Berry isn't excited about school? Spill!" Santana commanded.
"There's nothing to say." Rachel answered, looking away from Santana. She knew her best friend could like, smell when she was lying.
"C'mon. Don't screw with me Rach! You're always excited about school. You bought your books and shit months ago!" Santana sat on the bed. "Speak with me."
Rachel sighed. She was strong and confident. For and with Santana at least. She hated to show her insecurities.
"What if people don't like me? Worst, what if they hate me? What if I'm not popular?" Her voice lowered then. "What if we drive apart? And stop being friends?"
Santana stared at her friend and for a few seconds didn't say a word. And then, out of the blue, she bursted out laughing.
"Well, I'm happy to see that my insecurities amuse you!" Rachel said, half angry.
"Are you freaking kidding me? Yes, you're loud and bossy and you can talk like a fucking machine. Seriously, waaay too much!" Santana started, trying not to laugh when she realized Rachel was serious. "But you also have this ridiculous big heart, and talent enough to like, control the world. And you're my best friend. Plus, you're hot. How can people not like you?"
"R-Really?" Rachel asked.
Santana smiled and offered her pinky to her friend. "Pinky promise."
Rachel linked her pinky with Santana's. "Thank you Tana. You're my safest place to hide."*
Rachel sat alone in the choir room eating her lunch and thinking. She really missed her best friend. She always knew they were different but she thought that it was what made them such good friends. But since Santana had joined the Cheeiros and Rachel had joined the Glee Club… It was like they didn't even know each other anymore. Her dad's often asked about Santana, but Rachel always said that they were busy with school and they had different extra-curricular activities. But she really missed her friend.
*"I just don't get why you can't be happy for me!" Santana yelled.
"How can I be happy if you're joining the Plastics? Really Santana, you had to join the Cheerios? Do you know what that will do to us?" Rachel asked.
"Why don't you joined with me? C'mon Rachel! You can dance, you had all those freaking classes! Join the Cheerios… for me?" Santana begged.
"Will you join the Glee club for me?"
"What? No! Glee club is for losers!"
"Well, I see Coach Sylvester and Quinn Fabray taught you well… I understand if you don't want to be friends with losers… I mean, if I had been friends with Miss Perfection Fabray I wouldn't want to be friends with me either." Rachel started.
"What? That's not what I said at all! And you don't even know Quinn!"
"Now you're defending her? You know what she calls me! I'll do what I want to do Santana. And I want Glee club, not the Cheerios." Rachel was trying to fight the tears now.
"Fine. Keep your Glee club. I'll stay in the Cheerios. Find another safe place to hide." Santana said, with a single tear running down her face while she said the last sentence. *
Mr. Shuester walked in the choir room that afternoon, surprised to see everyone inside already. He wasn't surprised to see how they were though. Quinn, Santana and Brittany were in the middle row, whispering about something. On the back row, Finn, Puck, Matt and Mike were speaking about videogames. Kurt and Mercedes, also in the middle row, were gossiping about who knows what. Tina was sitting in the front row next to Artie and Rachel was alone, also in the front row.
"Ok guys. I want to try something new this week. Everyone has to sing a solo and dedicate that song to someone that you usually wouldn't sing to. You can say why you chose that song and to whom."
"What? You mean we Gleeks have to sing for the jocks?" Kurt asked.
"Well, if you want to. You can sing for Santana or Quinn…"
"Yeah, like Miss Blonde Perfection needs some Gleek to sing for her and pet her ego…" Mercedes said, laughing to Kurt.
"Hey! You don't know me and have no idea what my life is, so shut up!" Quinn said to Mercedes.
"Calm down girls. The point is to bring us closer, open up to each other. You get to say something to someone you wouldn't usually say." Mr. Shue tried to explain. "Guys!" He yelled when they started whispering. "It's decided. I suggest you start thinking about your songs. You can go now."
One by one everyone left the room, leaving Rachel alone. Or so she thought.
"H-Hey Ray… Can we talk?"
Rachel turned around slowly. She knew that only one person could call her that. "You don't get to call me that anymore Santana. I think you should stick with the coolest ones your new BFF told you to call me."
"Okay, I deserve that. I… I just needed to talk." Santana said, wishing Rachel was still the big heart she once knew. "I know that we grew apart but… I need to talk."
"I'm sure Quinn or Brittany would be glad to hear you. Now I think you should leave before they miss you or someone sees you with me. Coach Sylvester wouldn't like that."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry okay? Quinn only cares about herself and Brittany is cool and sweet but I need to talk with someone who knows me!"
"I'm sorry Santana. Guess I'm not the person you're looking for then." Rachel said, feeling her heart break a little when she walked past Santana.
"My mama is leaving." Santana blurted, making Rachel stop by the door and turn around. "She found out papi was cheating with some slutty nurse and she's leaving."
Rachel walked to her former best friend and hugged her. "I'm sorry Tana." She whispered to her ear. "I'm so sorry."