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Is this real?

"This is so weird guys," Mercedes said, looking around at her fellow glee clubbers. Dani had left for the day, stating that she had a doctor's appointment for her extreme sexiness. Chances were she was getting her freak on with a stranger behind a dumpster somewhere. But that might be a weird thing to tell people.

"True," Finn agreed, taking a moment to think, "but it's also what we need to win regionals. If she actually stays, that is."

Whispers of agreement echoed throughout the room.

"For once you're right Frankenteen," Santana said loudly, "but the real question isn't whether she stays, it's why the hell did she join in the first place?"

"She probably wanted to get with the Puckster," Puck said confidently, flexing his arms with a sly smirk. Kurt frowned and sent him a puzzled look.

"Didn't you already sleep with her Puck?" he asked, "I could have sworn I saw you and her disappearing behind the dumpsters, just a couple of weeks ago."

Puck's smile faded and was replaced by a very uncomfortable look.

"Uhm, sure," he said quietly, which didn't go unnoticed by Santana. She decided to ask him about it later.

"I bet she's trying to steal Finn from me," Rachel said, clutching Finn's arm tighter in her strong hands.

"Oh, poor delusional man hands," Santana said, feigning concern, "why on earth would she be trying to get into manatee tits' pants?"

"I'll let you know that Finn's chest area is completely normal," Rachel shot back, holding her head high, "besides, he's one of the most popular guys in school. She most likely wants him to get further up the ladder in this place."

"Friendly reminder Rachel," Quinn intervened, "she's already at the top of the ladder. Moreover, she'll kick anyone who tries to take her place square in the face. She doesn't need Finn."

"She's got dirt on more people than I do," Santana said, an impressed tone to her voice.

"I'd say she's trying to get to Sam," Tina suggested, "he's the only hot, single guy who she hasn't slept with in this club. Except for Kurt, but he's so… gay."

"I'm single too," Artie reminded her.

"I thought you were dating me," Brittany said, a confused look on her innocent face.

"Brittany, we broke up like, three months ago," Artie explained, shaking his head at the blonde.

"So that's why you haven't replied to my calls," Brittany said, nodding to herself as a look of understanding appeared on her face.

"Back to the original topic," Mercedes said impatiently, cutting of the pair's conversation.

"It'd make sense if she was trying to get with Sam," Quinn said, "he's really handsome."

"Uh, thanks Quinn," Sam replied, an awkward smile on his face. Quinn sent him a look that said: you're welcome, followed by a strange smile.

"Maybe she just wants to come here and bust a move," Mike said, doing a wave move with his upper body, grinning widely.

"She does have some sweet moves," Puck said with a wicked smile on his face.

"Damn right she does," Santana muttered. Everyone turned to look at her, sending her knowing looks.

"What?" she bit. Puck smirked at her, leaning closer to the latina.

"You like her," he stated. As soon as Santana blushed they all knew it was true. A series of laughs sounded around the room.

"I get why you think she's hot, 'cause she is, but you have got to stay away from her," Mercedes said. Santana raised an eyebrow at her, curiously.

"Why?" she asked, pretty annoyed at this point.

"She's a bit of a…" started Tina, debating whether to be sensible or not.

"A what?" Santana huffed, her eyes narrowed in annoyance.

"Slut."

"Whore."

"Skank."

"Sausage jockey."

That was just the first couple of suggestions from the bolder people in the room.

"Shut up," Santana hissed as they proceeded to list more horrible things that they thought could be applied to Dani "are you serious?" Isn't glee club all about acceptance and all that crap? You don't fucking know her. She could be a god damn fairy princess and you wouldn't know because you just can't squeeze your bloated egos out of your asses long enough to see it!"

"Why are you even defending her Santana?" Mike asked, slightly taken aback by her outburst, "we get that you like her and all, but she's straight."

Puck let out a loud snort at that and a look of pure regret spread on his features. Luckily, it seemed that no one had noticed.

"She's still a person, like any of us. And no one deserves to be called those things," Santana said through gritted teeth. She was absolutely pissed. In addition, she was confused by Puck's behavior.

"Forget it guys," Kurt groaned, "if Satan wants to defend her and play saint, let her. I don't have time though; Blaine and I are going to Breadstix to discuss the newest issue of Vogue."

With those words, he stood up and left. He was quickly followed by the rest of the glee club, except for Santana, whom remained glued to her seat. When the others were out of hearing range, Puck turned back around and sat down across from Santana. She sent him an evil glare and he frowned slightly.

"What do you want Puckerman? Forget an insult?" she snapped angrily.

"Uh, no," Puck replied calmly, "Dani's cool."

"What is up with you?" Santana sighed loudly, "you've been acting weirdly since Kurt asked about you and Dani hooking up."

"I didn't sleep with Dani," Puck admitted, looking nervously around the room to make sure no one was listening in.

"Wait, what?" Santana asked. Confusion was evident on her face.

"We didn't actually have sex. We didn't even make out," Puck continued, sounding slightly disappointed, "I thought we were going to, but when she was removing my belt she just stopped. Like, she literally froze."

"But why?" Santana said, dying to know.

"I don't know," Puck said with a shrug, not sure he should tell Santana the truth, "we just kind of chilled afterwards. Had a couple of smokes."

"That's weird," Santana muttered, "I thought she was all about doing the dirty."

"I don't know San," Puck said as he stood up, "but Dani is cool, no matter what the others say."