Thank u so much for the reviews and favs/follows. They mean so much to an author. This is Santana's kind of side to the story, don't worry Rachel isn't really the villain, it's just like bullies they have problems of their own nothing to do with the victim. Anyway, I'm already thinking about the next chapter and that's going to be a plot thickener. I don't know if I should probably do Puck's POV as well but it's much harder then writing Rachel's.

Anyway, enough me talking and on with the chapter. Enjoy and Review!


Santana's POV

I swear she is out to get me.

Not only did she make me look like some bully in front of my friends she decides to act like a spoilt brat and throw a tantrum in my room. I can hear her sobbing in her room and I'm not going to feel bad because she deserved it.

I sat crossed legged on my bed. Quinn and Sam had gone home and Puck was in his own room. I reach over and open up my drawer pulling out an old picture frame. It had me, Puck, my Mom and my real Dad in - not my annoying Step Dad. We all look happy, how the family was suppose to be. But then Mom and Dad got a divorce and Mom married my Step Dad and that's how we got here.

I smile softly at the picture one last time before I put it back into my drawer. I might just take a long nap but I can't because I can hear stuff coming from Rachel's room. If she is throwing a temper I swear I will go all Lima Heights on that kid.

"Go" Rachel said when I came through the door. I crossed my arms "You need to be quiet then I'm trying to go to sleep"

"Why do you always come in here for? I'm never allowed in your room"

"Shut up Rachel" I rolled my eyes at her but walked out. She thinks she can tell me what to do then she can think again.

I won't have a nine year old rule my life.


Sam was walking with Rachel and I feel so annoyed that she is trying to steal all my friends away from me. She is looking up at him and smiling and he's just looking down at her and laughing at what she's saying. I bet he feels like he has to because she's not even that funny so he must be faking it because he feels he has to.

"I need to go pee now Rachel" he said. And I noticed Rachel squeeze his hand tighter "No" she begged desperately "I haven't finished my story" she said.

"Rachel, let him go" I ordered her and she reluctantly dropped her hand away from his and he walked in to go toilet. I looked at Rachel and she stared back at me until Quinn started talking to me about something again.

"Can I tell you my story?" Rachel asked walking up to Quinn ignoring the fact that I was speaking to her first "Go away Rachel, no one wants to hear your stories they're not even funny" I said.

She tells us anyway and Quinn is forced to laugh lightly but you can tell she doesn't get how saying you have a 'head' instead of 'headaches' to a teacher is funny "Because" Rachel drawled out like I was dumb "We all have heads" she explained.

"Oh" Quinn said like she gets it now.

"So stupid" I sighed rolling my eyes and continue the conversation with Quinn and Puck. Rachel walks off and sits on another wall outside in the garden until Sam comes back out. I manage to talk to my friend for about five minutes before Sam stated "Wow Rachel you're so light don't you eat anything?"

Puck looks at me before back to Sam before saying "Yeah..she eats a lot, a lot more then us, even more then Mom and Marvin put together, I don't see why she's still so skinny if she eats so much"

Rachel doesn't even realise we're insulting her weight but she just carries on playing with Sam. I get irritated and call Sam over so he won't have to be forced into playing with her anymore. He was my friend first.

"It's all right San, I like your sister"

"Step sister" Me, Puck and Rachel corrected.

"You know she might act all nice here but at home she's like the devil child" I told him when he came and sat by me. Rachel is standing in front of us, why is she out here with the big kids anyway?

"How?" Quinn questioned.

"She breaks her toys and never stops singing even when we're trying to go to sleep!" Puck sighed "She thinks she's the greatest singer on the planet when really she sounds like a cat screaming for help"

"No that's you!" Rachel argued embarrassing Puck "Shut up midget" he said bending down to put her in head lock. She screamed and squirmed and me and Quinn laughed but Sam just watched wanting to do something "Alright stop" he said and that made Puck let go and Rachel stormed past him and sat on the other end of the garden on her own in a mood.

She always has to make everything about her.


Later that night, Marvin our Step Dad said that he has to go back to work after this week is over. He doesn't get much of the holidays off which is really unfair because we can't do fun things because we will always have the little brat with us.

Which is why she ruins everything!

"Alright, what are we going to do about this then?" my Mom asked me.

"She better behave, can you tell her to behave?" I asked. My Mom nodded and called Rachel over who sat on the sofa reading one of her books "You better behave these holidays okay?" my Mom ordered.

Rachel nodded rolling her eyes.

"Don't do that to me Rachel" my Mom warned "Now you have to be good for us when we go out"

"I always am" she said.

"Rachel" Marvin made her turn around "Please be okay?"

"Okay!" she exclaimed "I do anyway, Santana always lies to get me into trouble"

"No I don't Rachel so you can shut up"

"Hey!" my Mom cuts the argument "I've seen you wind her up and say things, you have to let Santana play with her friends as well they don't have to be play with you"

"Yeah like today she went into a mood just because I wanted to play with Sam"

"No I didn't-"

"Just let her friends play with her" my Mom cut her off again.

"They're my friends not yours" I told her and she collected her books and ran upstairs again. It's not my fault she has no friends of her own.


Rachel's POV

"It's not my fault you have no friends of your own"

I turned around with my mouth open "I do have friends!" I argued.

"Yeah right" she said.

"Yes I do, I have Cedes and Tina"

"Yeah that's it" Santana muttered. Why is so mean to me all the time?

"I have more friends then you!" I yelled.

Santana laughed "Are you serious? I have more then two friends" she said.

"How come you never see them then, you only see Sam and Quinn" I challenged and I think I'm going to win this argument now.

"Shut up you brat" Santana pushes my shoulder and I stumble backwards nearly tripping over "And I do have more friends then you!" she yelled.

I hold my shoulder as she walked out. She's never nice to me!

Maybe one day someone will see how horrible she is.

She doesn't deserve any friends!