Summary: A seven day trip with the Glee club seems like the worst thing Santana ever agreed to and when she also has to share a tent with Rachel Berry, it seems like this is going to be the week from hell but when Rachel opens up to her, and she feels comfortable enough to do the same, they develop a friendship and slowly, something more... PezBerry.
Previously: Santana and Rachel have to share a tent which Santana hates but when she discovers that Rachel is being abused by some guys and she also shares a secret or two with Rachel, they become closer…
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She Saw Me
Chapter Two – Tuesday: Developing Friendship
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Santana walked out of the shower building. Her hair was still wet and she hadn't applied make up. She didn't really feel like it. She knew she didn't really need it, she was beautiful enough.
"Hey." She heard the shy voice of Rachel. There was no one around so, she figured she could talk to the Latina.
"Hi." Santana greeted her.
"Excited for today?" She asked the Latina who chuckled.
"Excited? Should I be?" She wanted to know.
Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Don't you want to know the theme of the day or what we'll do?"
"Not really. I'm sure we'll have fun whatever we do, Rachel." Santana said.
Then, Mercedes caught up with them. "Wow, you two haven't killed each other? And you call her by her first name? That are some changes, girl." The dark skinned asked Santana who shrugged her shoulders.
"That's correct, Wheezy." She said to Mercedes.
"So, you guys are friends now or what?" She asked them.
"No, we aren't. We are just… civil." Santana said. Rachel gave a small smile.
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"Who you are!" Mr. Shue exclaimed. "You have to perform a song that expresses who you are. It can be any type of song but it will only be with a guitar as background music because we don't have more than that."
Santana, Rachel, Quinn, Brittany, Mercedes, Tina, Puck, Finn, Rory and Mike stood in the middle of the forest, looking a bit bored. Brad stood behind Mr. Shuester with his guitar.
"Does anyone have an idea?" Mr. Shue says. It was silent for a while until Santana took a step forward.
"Actually I do." She said. Mr. Shuester smiled.
"Great, go ahead." He said. Santana walked to the guitar-guy and whispered what she would perform. She had always found this song fit her.
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent Sexy, sexy, sexy, naughty, naughty, naughty, bitchy, bitchy, bitchy, me People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent I pick my skirts to be sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
I'm the kind that boys fantasize
I'm the kind that your momma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like
I may seem unapproachable but that's only to the boys who don't have the
Right approach or ride that makes a girl like me wanna hop in and roll
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
My mouth never takes a holiday
I always shock with the things I say
I was always the kid in school who turned up to each class 'bout an hour late and when it came to the guys I'd lay, I'd always pick the ones who won't figure out that I am clearly a rebel to the idea of monogamy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
I like all of my shorts to be a little too shortly
Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money
I love all of my nights to end a little bit nasty
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Just like my thoughts a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls ...bitchy
Can't change I am
Sexy naughty bitchy me
All through the song, Rachel shook her head and looked a bit disappointed. This was not the real Santana she had gotten to know. Yes, Santana was sexy and probably naughty but not bitchy. She also wasn't comfortable with her sexuality and she didn't want a guy. It made Rachel sad. She couldn't imagine always having to be someone you aren't. It just made her feel sorry for Santana.
"Well, Santana, that song seems to be written for you." Mr. Shuester laughed. Santana smiled and walked over to Quinn and Brittany who grinned at her.
Some other people performed a song but Rachel was surprisingly quiet. They took a break and Rachel kept glancing to Santana. When the Latina was finally alone she walked over.
"Hey, Santana." She said.
"Hi, Berry." Santana told Rachel, Berry was said with a little affection, which warmed Rachel's heart a bit.
"Why did you perform that song?" Rachel asked the Latina.
Santana frowned, a bit confused. "Because it describes me almost perfectly."
"It describes what you want people to think of you, it's not you." Rachel told the Latina.
"It's not because we had a little talk, that suddenly, you know me, okay? Back off, Berry." Santana defended and walked away. Rachel sighed and shook her head.
Rachel changed into her pajama pants and t-shirt. She sat on her sleeping bag and wrote in her diary.
Dear Diary,
It's the real first day of the camping trip. I didn't have the time to write yesterday so I'll update you now. After we walked for hours, we finally arrived here. It's pretty nice. Yes, the showers are not very clean and there is only one mirror but that's okay. You know why? I get to share a tent with Santana. It's nice to get to know her. She is pretty friendly, you know? I am aware of the fact that I've told you other things in the past, like that she is a cold hearted bitch and has no feelings but that isn't true. She is just… complicated. She told me that she used to be bullied. Now, she is a bully. I kind of understand her reasoning. If she is the one that picks on people, they won't pick on her but I don't agree with it. If no one would pick on someone else, nobody had to defend himself and there wouldn't be a problem but… that isn't the case. She also came out to me. Pretty cool, huh? Santana Lopez is a lesbian. I always knew she wasn't very straight, not after I saw her making out with Brittany on the piano. I thought she was bisexual though, not gay all the way. :D Anyway, I'm proud of her for being able to tell me how she feels. She could have made up anything when she had to tell me a secret but she didn't. She just told me and I'm so happy she did. Maybe when she is having difficulties with something regarding her sexuality or girlfriends, she'll be able to come to me but I doubt that, to be honest because she is upset with me, because I think that Sexy Naughty Bitchy of Tata Young doesn't describe who she is. I've gotten to know her a little bit and she is not bitchy, not at all. She is caring, strong, protective and sweet. She really is. Okay, she is naughty and damn sexy… She really is, when she lifted her top, to undress, I felt something I've only felt with Finn and Jesse; excitement and a tiny bit of arousal maybe. I don't know if I can feel that way. Is it because she had just told me that she's gay and that I just got caught up in a moment? Or am I really attracted to her? Sure, I have stared at her before but I always thought that was because I admired her. She is just so strong and beautiful, you know? I'm kind of confused right now. Maybe I should just become friends with her and then see what happens? Not that I think she would ever want to be with me. Sure, she is nice to me sometimes but she will never be in to me. I'm not her type. I'm the opposite of Brittany but… I can try to just see where this goes, right? I'm not scared of my feelings or anything it's just… weird. I've never felt sparks when someone just looks at me. Sure, I got excited with Finn and Jesse, I liked them and enjoyed spending time with them but with Santana there seems something more. I'll just wait and see.
Love,
Rachel Helen Berry
Rachel sighed and put her diary away. Then, someone zipped the tent open and Santana climbed inside the fabric room.
"Hey, Santana." Rachel greeted the Latina who didn't respond. Rachel bit her lip. "I'm sorry for… saying the song didn't fit you. You know yourself better than I do. I shouldn't have said that."
Santana sighed. "No, you were right. I just chose a song that represents what people think I am but what do you want me to do? Sing about being a previously bullied, closeted lesbian that likes to hide behind bitchiness. Good luck with finding that song." She sarcastically said.
It was silent for a while. Santana sighed and began to change. Rachel's heartbeat accelerated again and she swallowed. She looked away, not wanting Santana to catch her staring.
"I'm sorry, Santana. I didn't mean to upset you." Rachel told the Latina.
"Its okay, Rachel." Santana told Rachel. "We're cool."
Rachel grinned. "Great."
"I'm surprised you didn't perform a song today." Santana told the diva.
Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "I just didn't feel like singing. I thought you were mad at me and well, I just couldn't sing and be all happy."
Santana smiled and shook her head. "You didn't sing because of me?"
"Yeah." Rachel said a bit shy.
Santana shook her head with a smile. "Let's try to catch some sleep; I'm pretty tired."
"Oh, yeah." Rachel said and they smiled at each other. They climbed into their sleeping bags. It was silent again. "We are kind of friends, huh?" Rachel asked Santana who smiled a little bit.
"Yeah, kind of." Santana answered. "Goodnight, Rachel."
"Goodnight, Santana." Rachel reacted.
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Author Notes: WOW! I was so surprised when I saw how many people had added this story and reviewed. I'm so glad that you all like it. Writing PezBerry comes easier to me than writing Brittana, I've noticed; maybe because Brittany is such a hard character to write. Anyway, thanks to all the people that read, review and add this story. Love, Silke.
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