Chapter Two

I looked at Sugar confused. How would Sugar be able to do that without having any magical powers? "Are you a witch or something?" I asked with curiosity. Sugar gave me an odd look. I sighed. Even in a dream, people still treat me like I'm stupid.

"Witches don't exist," answered Sugar. I pouted from the comment. I knew that. "I know erasing Santana seems to be the easiest thing for you to do right now. I'm here to show your different your lives would have been." I probably won't be a sad panda anymore.

I blinked several times. "How are you going to do that?" I questioned. "I mean, how could you show me if you don't have magical powers?"

"I'm here to be your guide." Guide for what?

I knitted my eyebrows together. "Why you though?" Why was Sugar in this dream? We were in Glee Club and the Troubletones together, but we weren't friends.

Sugar smiled. "The answer will soon be clear." A brown door appeared in front of Sugar and me. Sugar opened the door. A bright light came once she opened the door, which wound up blinding me. "Are you ready?" I shook her head no. "Too bad. There are things I need to show you." Sugar and I went in the door.

Sugar and I appeared in the middle of hallways of McKinley. "Could anyone see us?" I asked as I saw my classmates passing us by.

"No, they can't," Sugar answered. "This is your freshman year." I know that I was an airhead, but there was no way that I could forget this day. This was the day that Santana and I first met. A lump formed in my throat. I always wanted to find a way to record my memories I had with Santana. Watching them now is causing me too pain.

"I d-don't want to see this." I began to walk away, but Sugar stopped me from moving any further.

"The day isn't the way you remembered it." I raised my eyebrows. What is she talking about?

I attempted to open my locker. I bit my lip as I saw the other version of myself struggle with the locker. I always hated that annoying thing. Thank goodness Santana helped me and we wound up sharing lockers. I looked to see when Santana was going to help the other me open the locker, but she was nowhere to be found.

The younger me fell backwards and wound up crashing into Puck. I frowned. This was not how this day happened at all. What kind of sick joke is this? When was Santana going to help me with my locker?

I scrunched up my face. "Gross," I commented to Sugar. Sugar chuckled. "Don't tell me I wind up sleeping with him in this world, too." It happened once when I got drunk at one of the football player's parties.

I noticed Santana that went towards Puck and the young me. "What the hell is going on here?" asked an angry Santana. She was super hot when she was mad. The other version of me got up.

"She bumped into me, babe," explained Puck.

"What kind of fool do you take me for?" asked Santana bitterly.

"I was having trouble with opening my locker," I answered. Santana scoffed.

"And you wind up on top of my man?" retorted Santana. "Now I suggest you get out of my sight before I go all Lima Heights on your ass, Barbie." I gulped. The other me ran away from Santana.

I turned to look at Sugar. "I k-know Santana uses her vicious words, but she has never used them against me." I bit my trembling bottom lip. This has to be a mistake. I know it.

"She makes it her mission to make your life a living hell," Sugar explained. "You're the target of many slushy attacks by the jocks and Cheerios." I saw that a couple of football players threw their slushies on me. So in this world I'm Rachel? I cringed at that thought.

I stared at Sugar in disbelief. "W-what? I'm a Cheerio!" I had never gotten slushied. I always thought it was weird especially since I joined Glee. Sugar sighed.

"You're not a Cheerio in this universe. Since you and Santana never became friends, Santana never convinced you to join the Cheerios with her and Quinn. You never were the third member of the Unholy Trinity." No Unholy Trinity? A world where Santana and I never became best friends? I don't know what was worse. Not being Santana's girlfriend anymore or not being a part of Santana's life period? I remembered Santana wanting me to join the Cheerios. I didn't really want to, but Santana told me that the Cheerios could use my amazing dance moves.

"Was I still in the Glee Club?"

"Yes, but you keep to yourself in the back row of the choir room." Sugar showed me where I was sitting in the back row. I was wearing glasses and reading a book. I never needed glasses.

"This is all because I lost my balance in opening a lousy locker?" Sugar nodded. I shook my head in disbelief. "I o-only wished that we never shared sweet lady kisses. I didn't think that we would never be best friends." Tears were threatening to fall down my face. I hugged myself feeling cold from this scene.

"Since you wanted to change one thing in your life, a lot of things also changed." I've heard that in those time movies. I thought it was something Hollywood came up with.

"Does something good come out of this world?" I asked in desperation. There has to be some hope that I could hold on to. Sugar shook her head yes. "What is it then?"

"To cope with your loneliness, you delve into your studies," explained Sugar. "You graduate at the top of your class." I was unconvinced. There was no way that could happen. "You go on to work as an accountant."

How could I work as an accountant? "But numbers confuse me."

"Not for the alternate version of you. Our time here is up." Sugar pulled me away and I thought that was the worst thing to see.

A/N: I wanted to try out to see if the story sounded better from Brittany's point of view. I hope you like it.