SANTANA: SICKENING

Something was wrong with those two.

Usually their disturbing amount of eye sex and cheesy love notes would make me sick, but there was none of that at all this week. At first I was overjoyed, since I would expect the little dwarf to be lecturing us on the importance of winning Sectionals, but she's quiet. I noticed that Frankenteen's not talking either. This isn't good.

Because a depressed Finchel is way more annoying than happy one. As much as I hate to admit it we do need those two for Sectionals.

Sectionals! That's right, they were fighting around this time last year.

That's probably why they look depressed. They're probably fighting again and regretting what they did. Damn I'm good!

Okay, maybe it was kinda my fault that they broke up. Fine, most of it was my fault. But that's what I do! I tear love apart. And... and look where it's gotten me. I'm so confused and scared right now. However, if I know one thing it's this, I love one Brittany S. Pierce and I love Glee Club, and right now Glee Club needs my help.

Last year we were merely tied for first place because they were fighting, even with my solo. That can't happen again this year. People are finally starting to notice us; hell more people are joining the club this year. Yeah it took like three years but still. But if we don't place were all back to being losers. Looks like it's up to Satana to save this club.

"Look, Rachel. I have to talk to you. I didn't call you dwarf this time so you know I mean business."

"You just did. And if this is about stealing the solo again you can just forget about."

"No, I mean yes I wants the solo and I wants it bad but that's not why I'm here. Look, you being depressed is even more annoying than you being all sunshine and unicorns and I hate being annoyed. I know you and Finnocence are in a bad place right now because of last year."

"Yes, winter is a very bad time during our relationship. We always seem to be heart-broken during this time of the year. I do recall that you were the sole cause of our break-up both times so please just stay out of it."

"That's exactly why I'm talking to you. I'll admit it, the first time Coach told us to, and the second time, I, I was jealous. Jealous of what you two have. I just wanted someone to love me, I tried to pry him away from you. Heck I must have been really desperate, settling for Finn. Anyways, during that wedding we did, I even tried to convince him that saying that he slept with me would help his reputation."

"What? Don't tell me that-"

"Will you shut up and listen for a minute? He turned me down since he didn't want to hurt you. Yeah maybe I exaggerated the whole sleeping thing and dinner to you. The only reason why he slept with me was to get over you. You were with that Jesse and he was so hurt that you lied to him about dating that dude that he did the ugly. It didn't work though; he said that he felt nothing, because it meant nothing. Yeah he took me to this cheap take out because I told him to. Even after doing me, he still went after you. He must really love you because no one can resist me after doing me. Even when you broke up, he still didn't want me."

Damn that was some monologue. It must of work though because the dwarf was silent, for once. Seeing that this opportunity will never come again, I decided to continue my speech.

"Finn can write, but you know he can't say things the right way. I've said all I needed to say. It's your choice now. You can choose to let things go and move forward. Or you can live on past mistakes." I really need to stop being nice, I say really philosophical stuff, and I don't do philosophical.

"Santana, wait." She walked up and hugged me. "Thank you. Finn did try to tell me, but it feels so good hearing it from you. Who knows? Maybe the winter could become a more memorable time in our relationship."

I saw the seductive smile on her face when she left. They so owe me!

I smiled as they walked in the choir room the next day. Finn looked like he just conquered the world and Rachel was walking in a funny way. She sat down next to me. I leaned over and whispered "I may have been the first one he slept with, but you will always be the first one he actually made love to."

"I know. He told me. I know I'm going to be his last too. Santana, I don't know how we'll ever repay you."

"I got some ideas." Looks like someone gets to sing her Amy Winehouse tribute at Sectionals.

Yup. That's how we do it in Lima Heights Adjacent.

You know, now that I think about it, Rachel's not too bad. Who knows? Maybe this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.

Oh crap.

Now they're on a whole different level of PDA and now most of us can hardly stay in the same room as them.

Oh well. I'd take a sickening Finchel over a depressed Finchel any day.

When the hell I become a nice person?


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