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Puzzles are pretty much famous for aggravating people. It's true. They can be frustrating, annoying, or extremely intriguing. It is not usual for a puzzle to be frightening, terrifying, scary, and something to be obsessed over. Yet the mind was consumed by this puzzle. Every minute of every day searching for the answer. The answer that could potentially be the scariest, and most destructive part of all.
"Santana do you have a minute?" the question was coated to sound like it was not important at all.
"No, no I don't. As you may know I am in very high demand. But for you I can spare some of my precious time." She said with a large satanic smile shadowing her face.
"Cute." Was the reply that was snapped right back at her causing the girl to role her eyes.
"I prefer Smokin hot but I'm never one to let a compliment go. Anyways what in the hell do you want from me."
After a moment to think Santana was cautiously asked "What do you think of Rachel?"
"What in the freaking hell is this. Arma-fucking -geddon! Jesus save me. I'm sorry I'm so hot that the dumb asses in this school can't resist." She half stated half screamed while looking around frantically.
"Shut it and answer the question already."
"What was is again? Do you think you could refresh my memory? The false end of the world alarm must have really wiped me out." She said with her classic smirk in place.
"What do you think of Rachel berry?" The question was asked again with mild aggravation.
"Treasure trail? Short, annoying, dwarf. Gives Rupaul something to be jealous of…maybe." Santana stated very matter of factly.
"Why don't you tell me how you really feel?" Was the sarcastic reply.
"Hey, I just tell it like it is my friend."
"Ok then since you are so good at telling it like it is …I have one more question for you."
With perfectly sculpted eyebrows raised and interest peaked the reply came quickly " Go on."
"Have you noticed anything different about Rachel lately?" Before any sarcastic comment could be make their way out of Santana's mouth they were held back by the truly concerned look the other was sporting.
"Ok, so it's not like I'm stalking Berry or anything but I did see something a little off a couple of days ago."
"Fascinating…tell me about it?"
"Fine, but for future reference this info is strictly between you and me." This statement had hidden threats within
"Yes Santana I do understand. And for future reference I'm not really afraid of you…so the threats are pointless."
"What a nice way to treat the one you are trying to squeeze information out of." She muttered under her breathe truly annoyed.
"What was that?" Was the curt reply
"Nothing douche just let me get on with my story already."
"Please do start the story. I haven't got all day."
"Ok so as I was saying before it was a couple of days ago"
I was standing near my locker and as usual some dude was after my hot ass. He was poorly attempting to ask me out. I think his name was John or maybe Jack...Wait a second I got it. His name was definitely Pierre. Well Pierre was really hot so I decided I'd give him a chance
"So Santana, you want to hear my AMAZING story?" Pierre practically purred oozing confidence.
"Sure, sure go ahead" A ways into the story I realized I should have told him to just shut up and make out with me because this story was worse than hearing Rachel spill all her criticism on everyone in the club. Speaking of Rachel I could see her walking through the hallway. Since I was trying to tone out what's his face anyway I thought I might as well see what Rupaul was doing. Usually I would have walked away from the dude and then taken my chance at ragging on Rachel but today was just different. I could see it on Berry's face. And I could sense it in the air. Something just wasn't the same…not today.
I turned back to him figuring that the story might have become good or at least bearable in the past few minutes.
"Then the chick pecked me on the toe.
Awww even the chick could tell that this dude was a total douche, that chick had the right idea trying to hurt him. I looked back at Rachel once I realized nothing had gotten any better.
And as I turned I watched. I watched in what could only be called horror and fascination. A jock was slowly making his way down the hall towards Rachel with his choice of freezing weapon in hand. Rachel didn't even notice. She was too busy messing with the folders in her bag. It was odd but I almost felt a sense of urgent fear. I felt the need to shout, do anything to warn her and I almost did…almost. I just watched totally transfixed as the total jackass of a jock went up to Berry and pulled the trigger. He threw that slushie right into her face. And then I saw him drop the cup and laugh. He laughed his stupid, ignorant, obnoxious, loud laugh that could only be classified as evil…pure evil. The few people in the hall way did absolutely nothing. Some may have laughed...Trying to fit in. they probably thought it was horrible but they laughed just to be cool.
After receiving a questioning glance from her questioner she said "Don't give me that look. I do the things I do because I feel that they are right…not because I feel the need to be popular. I don't need to listen to society or the crowd, I'm nobodies bitch."
Anyways it's what happened next that really puzzled me. ..Rache- I mean treasure trail wasn't her usual self. Instead of holding her head high while trying to wipe the slushie off or covering it up until she could get to a bathroom Berry just kind of stood there with her head down as the slushie slowly dripped off her face.
And as I watched that I thought: Rachel berry isn't holding her head up high. There is no confidence there at all.
And as she was standing there with her head down I could faintly hear her whisper in a broken tone to herself " What did I do". That's what really ticked me off. No matter how insufferable that girl is no human being deserves that.
I looked back at Pierre and I guess his story was over because he said in an infuriating tone
"So the names' Pierre but you can call me anytime."
What a freakin loser. "OK anytime how about you get lost."
"Wait…what the hell. You're seriously going to reject me right now after you just heard my awesome story."
Wow he is almost as stupid as Finnocence. He needs to be put in his place. "Yes I am very seriously rejecting you right now. And I was trying my hardest to ignore your awesome story so I could focus on your rockin body. The only thing that I picked up from what of the story I did hear is that it sucks balls. And the only thing that sucked worse than that story was that pathetic excuse of a pickup line. Rockin body or not I do not do stupid."
"Your loss …screw you."
"Oh yes something that you will never be able to do. And just in case that peanut you call a brain didn't understand…I meant that this is your loss because you won't have me." With that I walked in the direction that Berry had been
"Wait wh-"
"Before you ask, no I wasn't gonna go and comfort Berry. I just wanted to give that jock strap what he deserved."
"Awww who knew that Santana was such a softy"
"Shut up"
"So you do care about Rachel."
"No, I don't give a damn about treasure trail."
"Then why exactly did you go and harass that dude afterward."
The girl looked up with a mysterious look in her eyes before it was quickly hidden.
"Please, I was just afraid that he may have ruined he one article of clothing that Rachel owned that doesn't make me want to vomit."
"Sure, sure now tell me again what Rachel did that you found so weird. You're sudden growth of a heart has given me memory loss."
Ignoring the comment Santana ended the conversation in a deadly serious tone that quickly scared all humor away "Berry didn't hold her head up high. She wasn't proud and that, well that's not Rachel berry at all."
Yes Rachel berry didn't have her suffocating yet admirable air of confidence and pride in that moment. The clues were showing up. They were definitely popping up everywhere. The clues, the pieces were getting easier to find, but the task of putting them together was becoming near impossible.
So there you have it … the next chapter. Review to tell me what you think, make predictions, or to just say hi. Thanks for reading :D