Chapter III
"You are what?" Santana couldn´t believe what she was hearing. No way was Rachel saying what the Latina was thinking.
"Well, Santana. After really thinking about this, I got to the conclusion that even though I´m pretty sure you are a magnificent mechanic and Mr. Hummel must trust you and appreciate your work, due to our previous interactions that were nothing but hostile, I took in my own hands to supervise you while you work on my vehicle, so no unwanted incidents happens."
"No, no, no. You´re not supposed to be here. You can´t be here! No, no, no. Absolutely not. So you´re going to turn around and leave. Go sing, google how many times Streisand peed today or whatever you hobbits do at Munchkin City" Santana turned Rachel over and started pushing her towards the front of the garage, but the diva just crossed her arms and grounded her feet on the floor.
"First, hobbits live in the Shire. Munchkins live in Munchkin Country! Didn´t you pay attention when I gave that detailed Power Point presentation about the Wizard of Oz and Wicked?"
Santana stopped pushing the other girl and just looked at her with a deadpanned expression as she was saying, 'Really, Berry? Do you really think I would pay attention to that?', which only served to unnerve Rachel even more.
"Ok, maybe you didn´t and that was extremely disrespectful. Do you have any idea how many nights I spent preparing that so I could educate you all in the universe of musical and…" Rachel trailed off when she saw Santana´s raised eyebrow "Anyway. I have the right to be here. It´s my car I´m trusting you, therefore, it´s my life I´m trusting you."
"Like you said, you´re trusting me. So be a good little leprechaun and go find the pot of gold."
"But I don´t trust you! So I´ll stay."
"Listen, dwarf. I´m not going to work on your car today or the next days. I still need the fuel injector I ordered yesterday. There´s no need for you to stay. If you really want to be here so bad, I´ll call you when I get everything, ok?"
"How will I know you won´t sabotage my car during this period? And I know you won´t call me."
"You being here won´t guarantee anything. I could come here after hours and sabotage it as you are saying. And what are you going to do? Follow me 24/7 for two weeks?" when she saw Rachel looking determined, Santana rushed to say "Don´t even think about it."
Finn who was listening nearby, rushed to jump into the conversation and, as he thought, save the day.
"Don´t worry Rach. If Satan doesn´t want to fix it I´ll do it!"
"Touch that car and I´ll make you grow some balls so I can cut them off!"
"I´m just saying that if you don´t want to fix it, I´ll do it."
"I will fix her car, I just can´t do it now, as I don´t have whatever I need. And do you even know how to do anything besides changing the tires?"
Finn at least had the decency to blush. It was true, while the boy had a little knowledge about cars, but it wasn´t enough to Burt let him actually work on the cars at the garage, so basically he only changed the flat tires or did some paint jobs when the scratches wasn´t that big. That´s why he was pissed off when Santana showed up there one day and his stepfather actually let her handle the cars. Of course, not the really serious problem, but she still did much more than him. The boy was already opening his mouth to answer back when Burt called him to help him with something. Finn glared at Santana who just smirked at him. When the tall boy was far way from both of them, the cheerleader turned to the small diva.
"Ok, Berry, if you want to stay, stay. But don´t talk to me, don´t touch anything and don´t annoy me. Clear?" Santana said frustrated while Rachel only nodded eagerly.
Santana sighed and went to her station, starting to work under one of the cars. Rachel looked around and decided to sit on a counter full of tools that she couldn´t even imagine what they were for. She took her IPhone and started to listen to music. But Rachel Berry being Rachel Berry couldn´t stay in one place for so long and quickly the diva was bored. She looked around and decided to explore the garage. She has been here many times while dating Finn or even with Kurt, but it was always very quickly. So the short girl got up quietly not to disturb Santana, and walk to the other side while looking around. She was so distracted that she didn´t see Finn and bumped into him.
"Hey, there Rach. Careful" the tall boy said while holding her arm and his "charming" half smile on his face.
"My apologies Finn. I didn´t see you there" she said and slowly pried her arm from his grasp.
"That´s ok… so Rachel, I was thinking maybe…." The boy started, but it was interrupted by Rachel who knew what he was going to say.
"Sorry, Finn. But I think I heard Santana calling me…."
"I didn´t hear anything…"
"No, but she called me…. I´m going to see what she wants".
Rachel rushed to the other side where Santana was just getting from under the car she´s been working the last 30 minutes.
"Ok, just pretend that you called me and want to talk to me." Rachel whispered desperately.
Santana blinked and just kept looking at the short girl, an incredulous expression on her face.
"Santana! Talk to me!" the diva did a cross of whispering and shouting.
"Why?" the mechanic whined while looking like she was in pain.
"I´m pretty sure Finn was going to ask me on a date, so I told him that you were calling me. Now, can you pretend you are talking to me?" Rachel huffed and crossed her eyes.
Santana didn´t say anything, her eyes wandered behind the brunette and saw the boy staring at them. The cheerleader sighed and got up. Even if Rachel was annoying as fuck, nobody deserved to have Frankteen breathing on their neck.
"You own me big, Berry. I´ll keep the Giant away from you, but if you bother me, I´ll wrap you in the cheapest gift paper and give you to him myself, are we clear?"
"Thank you Santana. I promise not to be on your way. Just keep talking" Rachel said and sat on top of the tool table near the car Santana was working on. The taller girl just rolled her eyes and sighed in frustration as she saw the eager smile on the diva´s lips.
"Er… how has your vacation been so far?" as soon as she asked, Santana regretted immediately as she so how excited Rachel became and started telling her all her adventures in New York with her fathers. Santana groaned and tried to drown when the other girl started describing all those Broadway shows she had seen or other things Santana didn´t care about.
They spent the rest of the morning like that, talking. Well, Rachel talked while Santana just grunted or answered with a one-word sentence. After a while, Rachel started singing softly, and Santana would never admit it, but she liked hearing the little diva. She knew the girl was the most talented one in glee and Santana was always amazed as how such tiny girl could have a voice like that and belt like an angel.
It was near one in the afternoon when Rachel saw Finn approaching her again.
"Hey, Rach… I was thinking, maybe we… I… I could take you to lunch…" they asked smiling a little while rubbing the back of his neck.
"Actually, Finn, I promised Santana I would take her to Breadstix so I could thank her for fixing my car, sorry" Rachel thanked for being such a good actress and being able to improvise. Santana just looked at her with a raised eyebrow while Finn liked someone had kicked his puppy.
"Well… maybe next time, huh?" the boy asked hopefully.
"Yeah… maybe…" Rachel watched Finn retreating form feeling guilty for rejecting the boy once more, but she knew it was for the best, as she didn´t want to lead him on. When she turned back, she saw Santana looking at her amused.
"So… shouldn´t you ask ME before you decide to take me on a date?" Santana leaned against a car and crossed her arms, holding back a smirk.
"It´s not a date!" the girl huffed and felt her cheeks getting hot.
Santana didn´t say anything, she just kept smirking and then she went to the bathroom to wash her hands and change her shirt. Rachel just observed her glee fellow and when the older girl started leaving the garage, she rushed behind her.
"Where are you going?" the diva demanded.
"Well, didn't you say you were going to buy me lunch? Also, if we don´t go, Nipple McLump will see you were lying and try to ask you out again, so are you following me or not?" the Cheerio said while looking at the diva from over her shoulder.
Rachel found herself huffing again in Santana´s presence, but the tanned girl was right, now they had to go to Breadstix. The diva then followed Santana to her, an old black 1969 Dodge Charger. Rachel had never seen Santana driving to school (or didn´t really paid attention), so she was surprised by her fellow glee member´s choice of transportation. She was pegged Santana as a sleek modern sport (very expensive) car kind of girl, not this rusty and old piece of metal. Santana stopped when she realized Rachel wasn´t following her and turned around, just to find the diva looking quizzically at her car.
"What are you looking at, dwarf! If you don´t move in 5 seconds, I´ll leave you here."
"Your car…"
"What? Not everybody has rich dads that can buy them the latest model of car or everything they want!" the Latina snapped offended "Some people have to work for it. Now, you have 3 seconds!"
Rachel hurried to enter the car and she was glad that Santana at least waited until she had put the seat belt before taking off. At first the singer was tense, believing Santana would be a reckless, abrasive driver just like her personality, but she was happily surprised to find out that the mechanic was a pretty responsible one. Rachel then relaxed and both girls pretty much kept quiet all the way to the restaurant.
