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Luckily for Rachel, Santana had taken her seriously and gave her space. Rachel hadn't exactly left, she still had to get a cast on her wrist but after that she'd went home and went about her evening routine and was in bed at promptly 10 p.m.

She was confused about the entire thing. She and Santana hadn't been dating long and only by accident had they gotten together. Leave it to Puckerman to throw a party where Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry would be drunk enough to wake up in bed together.

What she didn't understand was the way Santana was acting. Sure, the girl in the picture looked a lot like her but she said it wasn't and Santana should have taken her word for it. Besides, the picture was a little blurry. They weren't even public and she was pretty sure Santana was still overly friendly with Brittany at school.

She was determined to not let it or anything else bother her so she ignored the stares and the giggles all day and changed her clothes with dignity when she was slushied, which was a lot. It was in glee club that she finally let her façade fall.

When she walked through the choir room door everything seemed to stop. Not many people were there, only Quinn, Mercedes, Tina, and Artie, but their conversation stopped immediately and all heads turned to her. "Hello everyone." She said awkwardly.

Quinn was at her side immediately, she was more human than the rest, while Mercedes sneered slightly. "What happened to your arm?"

Rachel smiled slightly at her in appreciation of her concern. "Thank you for your concern Quinn. It is much appreciated. I am sure you have all heard of what took place yesterday but what most people did not know was that when Karofsky pushed me into the lockers I broke my wrist. The force that he shoved me and the unexpectedness of it caused me to put out my hand to catch my fall, therefore it is broken."

Quinn frowned, she wasn't quite sure she understood what was just said but that was bound to happen when you were dealing with Rachel Berry. "I'm so sorry! Can I sign it?"

Rachel beamed at the blonde girl and pulled a sharpie out of her bag. "Sure!"

Quinn smiled and signed the girl's pink cast with, Feel better soon, Love Quinn and began drawing a pretty flower, it was slightly clichéd but Quinn was the first and only to sign it so Rachel loved it no matter what.

Before Quinn could finish drawing the flower Rachel was roughly yanked out of the room and into the hallway. "What is the meaning of this?"

Santana quickly shushed her and pushed her further away from the door to avoid any eavesdroppers. "I guess it's true then? You're really cheating on me? I can't fucking believe this!"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Quinn was at Santana's side and Rachel was momentarily forgotten. "San, you know Rach loves you. She'd never do anything like that and neither would I! I love Rachel but like a sister. Hell, you're practically my sister."

Santana rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, we're real sister like with you making out with my girlfriend! I can't believe you Q! How could you?"

Quinn stepped closer and put her hands on the Latina's shoulders. "San, calm down and listen to me. I would never try to steal your girlfriend. Rachel would never cheat on you."

"It's true, I wouldn't." Rachel said but her words fell on deaf ears.

"Yeah, well, you can't prove that it wasn't you in that picture. I mean have you seen it? You sure as hell can't prove it wasn't Rachel." Santana bit back.

Quinn took a deep breath and looked Santana directly in the eyes. "San, I have never kissed you girlfriend. I would never kiss your girlfriend. I respect you and Rachel way too much for that to ever happen. Besides, like I said, I love Rach like a sister so it's kind of gross."

Santana stared back for a moment before sighing in defeat. She'd let it go, for now. "Fine. Whatever, let's just go to glee."

Rachel shook her head and followed the other girls back into the choir room to see that everyone had showed up since she'd been so rudely pulled out. She smiled sheepishly at the rest of the group, slightly embarrassed by Santana's actions, and quietly took her seat.

Just as everyone got settled Mr. Schue came running in late, as always. "Sorry I'm late. I've been doing some thinking and I think the duet winners should perform the duet at regionals and maybe Santana could do the solo? How does that sound?" He nervously looked to Rachel.

"Mr. Schue-" Rachel began but was cut off by Mercedes.

"We all know what you're going to say Rachel so shut it. I, for one, am sick of hearing you bitch about not getting solos and what solos you're going to sing. You're not the only talent in here! Get over yourself!" Mercedes growled out.

"You do the same shit so chill out Toyota. You don't even know what she was going to say so why don't you shut the hell up?" Santana barked out angrily.

Mercedes scoffed and rolled her eyes. "The fuck I will."