Brittany and I are sitting in the car, looking in front of us. I stayed with her tonight; I don't dare to go home because they'll see something is wrong. The ad hasn't aired yet but still, I don't want to go home… I'm scared they'll see it or something.
"I can't do this; they'll all look at us like we are freaks."
"Sanny, why do you even care? You are the awsomest person ever, you don't need their approval. You are Santana Fucking Lopez that says enough." Brittany tells me and I look at her, with a little smile.
"Don't let go of my hand, okay?" I ask her and she nods.
"I promise." She says and we look at each other with a smile. She leans in and gives me a sweet kiss on my lips.
"Let's do this." I say determent and she grins.
We get out of the car and take each other's hand, our fingers intertwined. She gives my hand a squeeze, to support me and then we walk to the entrance. When we enter the building, I notice the weird looks and the whispers. I look down a bit.
"Chin up, Lopez." I hear my girlfriend say and I smile at her while she does the same. I do as she tells me to and the confidence that I lost for a moment is back. With her holding my hand and with her support, I can do anything. We see Mercedes and Kurt talking further down the hall.
"Let's go to 'Cedes and Kurt." I suggest.
"Sure." She answers. We walk over, the whispers and looks are irritating but bearable.
"Hey, guys." My girlfriend says cheerily to our friends who smile at us.
"Hi, lovebirds." Kurt says.
Mercedes smiles at us. Brittany beams and I roll my eyes with a smile at 'lovebirds'.
"How are you two?" Mercedes wants to know.
"We are great, I think." I say and Brittany gives me one of those looks I love… I just love her.
"We are." Brittany tells me.
"Have you two told your parents yet?" Mercedes asks.
I bite my lip. "No, not yet, the commercial won't air until Friday, so we are telling Brittany's parents tonight and mine tomorrow."
"How do you think they will react?" Kurt questions.
"My Mom and Dad will be fine with it, totally fine." Brittany tells him.
I sigh. "Mine are going to freak, disown me and throw me out and that's why we are going to tell Britt's parents first, we hope they'll let me stay there for a while after my parents freak."
"If they don't want it, you can stay with me." Kurt tells me.
"Or with me." Mercedes offers and I can't help but smile.
"Thanks, guys." I say and grin. Then, before I can even see it coming, Brittany gets slushied. The blue substance is covering her face and blouse.
"Dyke!" The guy screams. I feel the anger burning and I let go of a shocked Brittany's hand and turn to him.
"You fucking asshole!" I say to him and ball my fist. I take a step forward but before I can hit the motherf***** in the face, Mercedes grabbed my arms.
"Don't, Santana, he's not worth it. You'll get in even bigger problems." She says calmly.
"If you do that ever again, I'll kick your fucking ass, got it?" I scream at him. He just laughs and walks away. The whole hallway is staring at us. I take a few deep breaths and then look at Brittany, who is almost crying. Kurt is trying to help her.
"Let's get you cleaned up, babe." I say, not even caring I let one of the more personal nicknames slip. Never thought I would use that in front of my friends. I take her hand and walk her to the bathroom.
"Gosh, this stuff is just too sticky." She says and I nod.
"I know, Britt." I say and help her with cleaning her face and washing her hair.
"Do you want to change? I have a spare T-shirt with me." I say and she nods, she even smiles a bit.
"Super romantic, sharing clothes." She tells me and I giggle. I dig into my bag and find the T-shirt. "Hey, San, don't you need it? What if you get shlushied today?" She asks and I smile.
"I don't care, you are more important, just change." I say. She takes the pink t-shirt and disappears into the stall. I hear the bell ring and I know I have to go to Principal Figgins' office, to talk about the slap and stuff, but I'm not leaving Brittany, I'll walk her to her classroom, I don't want anyone harming her. Soon, she is changed and I smile.
"You look beautiful. Come on, I'll walk you to your classroom." I say.
"No, baby, you gotta go to the principle. You'll get into more trouble." She tells me and I sigh.
"Okay then. See you at lunch, okay?" I ask her and she gives me a little grin.
"Yeah." She tells me and gives me a little peck on my lips. I smile and walk away, she slaps me on my ass when I pass her and I look back at her in surprise.
"You are hot." Is her only comment and I giggle while walking out of the toilet and to principal Figgins' office. I softly knock on the door before entering. Finn, Mr. Shuester and Mr. Figgens are already there.
"You are late, Santana." Mr. Shue says.
"I know, I'm sorry. Brittany was slushied, I helped her clean up. I couldn't leave her." I tell them and sit down next to Mr. Shuester who is sitting between me and Finn. He is probably scared I'll slap the shit outta him, which would probably happen if I sat next to him.
"So, Ms. Lopez, you slapped Finn Hudson Friday evening… Can you tell us why?" Mr. Figgins asks.
I swallow; he doesn't beat around the bush. "He outed me for the whole school."
"Outed?" Mr. Figgins questions. Sometimes he can be so stupid.
"He told everyone I'm a lesbian." I make clear. Mr. Figgins looks a bit surprised and then goes back to an emotionless face.
"I didn't tell everyone!" Finn practically yells. My eyes grow big.
"What? You yelled it down the freakin' hallway. You told everyone! If you hadn't done that, that girl wouldn't have heard and my parents couldn't find out." I yell at him.
"Santana, calm down." Mr. Shue says calmly.
"Do you know what he did to me? My parents are going to kill me, I'll have no home, no family, and I'll probably never get to see my little brothers again. I'll be bullied, just like Brittany will be and you say I have to calm down?" I am practically screaming and I have tears in my eyes because of the frustration I feel. No body, except Brittany understands me.
"That still is no reason to slap Mr. Hudson." Figgins says.
"Are you serious? You won't get to see your little brothers anymore?" Finn asks his voice softer than before.
"Yes, I'm serious. My parents hate gay people; they'll think I'll make them 'sick' or something. You should stop being so ignorant, Finn, not everyone is like Burt, not everyone is as excepting as him." I tell him. "I wish they were but they are not." I add softly.
It's silent in the office.
"I'm sorry." Finn tells me. "Mr. Figgins, please don't suspend her." He tells the Principal. I am surprised, as is Mr. Shue. "I didn't realize how serious this was, I didn't know this would happen to her. She doesn't deserve to be suspended."
"I don't know…" The principal says doubt in his voice.
"Well, if you suspend her, you have to suspend her to. I'm the cause of this." He tells him.
"Are you sure?" Mr. Figgins wants to know.
"Yes." Finn tells him.
The principal sighs. "Well, then, you two can go."
"No suspension?" I ask him.
"No suspension." He says. I grin and stand up. "But if you ever physically assault anyone again, you will be."
I nod and with a smile I walk to my classroom.
"Hey, Santana!" I hear Finn calling after me. With a sigh, I turn around and face him. My face says 'What the fuck do you want'. He catches up with me and looks down. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how serious this was. I didn't think you would have any problems because of it. I thought no one would mind that you are a lesbian. I even though you would be happier out of the closet, I know Kurt was."
"Yeah, well, he had all the support he needed. I only have Brittany." I tell him.
"That's not true. You have New Directions and Trouble tones. We are your friends." He says.
I look to the floor before looking up agian. "Okay, they are my friends… but you are not." I tell him harsh and cold.
"Santana, I know that what I did was wrong but I want to do everything to make it up to you." He tells me.
"You can't." I say and with that I turn around, walking to my classroom.