A/N: hope i'm finding you all well today and you're keeping up with my story & enjoying it. Here is chapter 4. (ps, saw Glee Live last night, Lea is phenomenal & so so beautiful in person. As is DC - but we all know he's supermegafoxyawesomehot) I digress. Chapter 4:
Rachel's phone rang joyfully out playing the first bars of 'Defying Gravity'. She bounded over to it, expecting it to be a jealous Finn or Noah with another brilliant idea to run past her. What she did not expect was the name that flashed on her screen.
SANTANA
SANTANA
SANTANA
She opened the phone cautiously and said, "Hello?"
"Open the door, Berry, I'm stood outside your house."
Rachel looked out the window to see Santana stood indeed on the path leading to her front door. Santana glanced up and waved sarcastically to Rachel before indicating the door. She sighed and made her way downstairs to open the door.
"What are you doing here?" She asked confusedly.
"I know okay," said Santana, marching through the house and making herself at home flopping on Rachel's bed, leaving her to trot in her wake.
"What do you mean, 'you know'?" asked Rachel, nervously twisting her fingers round each other.
"Don't play dumb with me, Berry. I know about you and Puckerman."
"Well yeah, everyone does…" Rachel said plainly, throwing her arm around carelessly.
"Not that, man-hands, I know you're faking it."
"Don't call me 'man-hands' Santana!"
"Or what? You'll get your boyfriend on me? Or should I say, 'fake-boyfriend'?"
"I, I don't know what you're talking about." said Rachel primly turning her back on Santana.
"Oh please, don't act all innocent. I'm awesome at sussing out fake relationships. Hello..? Dave Karofsky, really?"
Rachel had to give it to her, she did know about fake-ness and fake relationships, after hers and Karofsky's car crash.
"And remember that time I worked out Quinn and Finn were cheating with- wait a minute…. Holy mother of- that's what this is about isn't it?" She stared open mouthed at Rachel, slamming her hands on the duvet.
"What?"
"You and Puckerman. You still have feelings for the golden couple. That's why you're doing this, to make them jealous!" She pointed accusingly at Rachel and smirked gloatingly.
"Okay, you can't tell anyone, Noah will get so mad if people find out. I think he really likes Quinn and he really wants her back."
"I wouldn't be so sure anymore. I've seen the way he looks at you."
"It's an act, Santana." said Rachel, putting her head on one side.
"Not those looks. They're the real deal princess." Santana raised her eyebrows and licked her lips.
"You think?" Rachel looked at her and bit her lip.
"Why?" Santana eyed her suspiciously… "Losing hope on your perfect prince? Falling for his rebel best friend?"
"I, I, I don't know. I'm probably being stupid." Rachel sighed and sat down on the bed next to Santana. "It's just sometimes, when we're pretending, I can feel something, somewhere. I don't know how to describe it."
"You're losing sight of Finn and every time you want to think of him, Puck somehow gets in the way." Santana said dully as her thoughts flicked momentarily to how she had felt about Sam and Brittany.
"Yeah, that's it exactly."
"I'd say you're falling for him Rach. And maybe, just maybe he's falling for you too. Go for it."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Hmm, being friends with Rachel Berry. Never saw that coming."
"Well, there's a first for everything."
They sat in silence for a moment before Santana said,
"I'm bored."
"Do you want to, erm… watch TV or something?"
"No, dumbass, I mean in life. So I'm going to make bringing you and Puckerman together my new mission."
"Tha-nk you?" said Rachel half-heartedly as Santana stood up and marched over to her closet.
"First we need to sort out this mess."
She flung the doors open and began to root through them.
"Animal sweater, animal sweater, animal sweater… is this all you own?"
"Hey, I like them, okay! That one's a bit big on me," she pointed at the grey one that Santana had just pulled out and made a face at. "My aunt got it for me, and she must have thought I was obese or something because she bought it three sizes too big."
Santana paused for a moment, and stalked back over to Rachel. She held up the grey sweater with an owl perched precariously on it, up against her body. It came down to about mid-thigh at which point Rachel said, "See!"
"Wear this tomorrow."
"With what skirt?"
"No skirt, this belt." Santana unthreaded a thin gold belt from around her own waist and chucked it at Rachel. "And these." She located some black boots with a small heel at the back of Rachel's closet which Rachel recognised as part of her costume from her role as Anita in West Side Story.
Then she shut the doors of the closet and marched out the room.
"You can thank me tomorrow."
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