A/N ~ Don't own Glee.
This story contains a D/D established relationship, which includes spanking. If you don't like this type of story or are under age, consider yourself warned. Rated M.
Chapter 4: Nobody Messes With Santana Lopez
The next morning Quinn picked up a still infuriated Rachel for school. She spent the entire ride to school listening to Rachel plot the downfall of one Marisol Alvarez.
When they pulled into the parking lot, Quinn shut off the engine to the car and turned to her girlfriend, "Rachel, I am only going to tell you this once. Stay out of this; it is between San and Britt. I know you have good intentions but you are just going to accidently muck things up and you're going to make an enemy of Marisol, piss off our two best friends and find yourself over my knee."
Quinn noted the mutinous look on her girlfriend's face, "I mean it Rach," the blonde said sternly, as Rachel rolled her eyes, "Fine but consider yourself warned."
Rachel huffed, "Ok, I'll stay out of it but Santana is only being a loving protective girlfriend. You didn't hear Marisol on the phone last night Quinn, she is evil!"
"She is, which is why you are not going to piss her off and you are going to stay far far away from her and if Santana was smart she would do the very same thing."
They walked into school hand in hand.
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Rachel thought about it all morning and finally decided she would stay out of it but only after a small short conversation with Brittany and surely Quinn couldn't object to that.
She spotted Britt going into the ladies room alone and quickly followed her in, "Hey Britt." She said innocently.
"Oh hey Rach, how are you this morning?"
"I'm a little concerned about Santana."
Brittany immediately turned from the mirror with a concerned frown on her face, "What's wrong with San, is she ok Rach?"
So Rachel proceeded to fill Brittany in on what happened between Santana and Marisol at the dance studio and on the phone, only leaving out the part where Santana made a vague threat.
Britt leaned back against the sink with her arms crossed, "I know Marisol is trouble but she's a paying customer Rach. She's actually not a bad dancer and of course she can flirt all she wants it will get her nowhere but I had no idea she was so insulting about you and Quinn."
Rachel nodded and said, "Clearly she is trying to goad Santana into starting something. Her hope is to break you two up so she has a shot at you. I also think those two have some bad blood between them anyway. It almost seems like Marisol is doing this more for the pleasure of hurting Santana than getting you, no offense Brittany."
Brittany waved off Rachel's apology, and thought to herself, Rachel had to be right; this just seemed too personal between the two girls. Now she was more determined than ever to keep the two Latina's as far apart as possible.
The tall blonde thanked her little brunette friend and headed back to class. She wanted to talk to Santana but hadn't seen her yet today which was very odd actually.
Santana meanwhile was over in the AV room talking to Lauren Zizes explaining about Marisol and how she was going to protect Brittany no matter what the personal consequences to her.
"C'mon Zizes, sure you hate me, everyone does, so fucking what? You got geek moves I don't have and I need Alvarez' Facebook password and I know you can get it for me. Name your price?"
"No way, go get Jewfro to do your dirty work!"
"He has no ethics and no discretion, I know you have both, c'mon it's for Britt!"
Lauren thought about it for a minute, "Fine I'll do it but for Brittany, not for you and besides I actually hate that Alvarez bitch more than I hate you! Case of Dr. Pepper, case of butterfingers and some mallomar cookies!"
Santana smirked, "Deal!"
"Meet me in the library right before lunch and you'll have your password!"
Santana was going to make Marisol Alvarez' life a shit sandwich without even touching her.
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Brittany texted San questioning if she was at school. Santana assured her she was and everything was fine. She had been working on a project but she would see her in 3rd period like always.
The next of Santana's list was Puck; she needed him for a little dirty work as well. Puck just so happened to have an old friend from Hebrew School who went to Carmel with Alvarez and had been unceremoniously dumped by her in public.
She had another ally in her destroy Alvarez without touching her plan. After conferring her plans to Puck she headed off to 3rd period to meet up with Britt.
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The password from Zizes worked like a charm and Santana got into Marisol's Facebook page and posted to all her friends a fake note describing her painful burning and itching hemorrhoids. Santana then changed Marisol's password. It would take her awhile to be able to change her status but she wouldn't even notice it for awhile as she was going be busy being a smurf.
Puck's friend hid an exploding die pack in her locker and it worked perfectly going off at just the right moment leaving Marisol Alvarez with blue die all over her face that would take days to wash off.
But the cherry on the top of the shit sandwich was the dead and disgusting carp that was put in Marisol's little yellow sports car. It was a perfect sunny day and it would get to be at least 150 degrees in the sealed car. That fish would be in there undiscovered for at least 4-6 hours ensuring it would take weeks and professional intervention to get the stench out of her car and everything in it.
All without laying one single finger on Marisol Fucking Alvarez. Santana smirked to herself, it had taken her hours to find just the right dead fish and she had to let it marinate for a few days before she could spring her plan.
She was surprised Rachel agreed to help her so she slipped her car keys to Rachel as soon as Rachel and Quinn parted. The diva drove to Carmel early, planted the fish and got to school by 2nd period. Britt and Quinn were none the wiser. Today was going to be a perfect day.
Santana sat in 3rd period smirking as she thought to herself, "Nobody plays Santana Lopez for a fool and nobody makes Santana Lopez look like a pussy in front of her girl either!"
She saw Brittany staring at her so she quickly wiped the smirk off her face and started taking notes. Brittany knew that look and she knew nothing good was going to come out of that smirk either.
She started to get angry as she thought, "You better have listened to me and stayed away from Marisol Alvarez or you are in serious trouble."
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Brittany was teaching class and was actually surprised Marisol didn't show up, she didn't strike her as the kind of person to give up easily.
When the class took their break, Britt was drinking water when she heard two girls talking about Marisol's Facebook page and how funny the post was. Brittany walked up to the two young girls and took the phone and saw the status herself. She also saw the picture someone took of her blue face and Brittany totally understood Santana's smirk all day long.
To say she was angry would be an incredible understatement and Santana Maria Lopez was going to have some very serious explaining to do later.
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Rachel, Quinn and Santana were sitting in the Coffee Bean having coffee and talking when a seriously pissed off Marisol Alvarez burst through the front door, blue face and all.
Spotting Santana she screamed at her, "You fucking bitch!" She proceeded to curse Santana out in Spanish and English much to the amusement of everyone in the coffee shop.
Rachel was quite amused herself, she waited until Marisol got closer to their table and she said, "God Marisol, what is that smell? You smell like rotting fish, they do make a number of suitable feminine hygiene products that can help you with your little problem."
Everyone howled but Marisol was not amused. Putting two plus two together she figured out that Rachel Berry had planted the fish and she lunged for her throat but Quinn was too fast for her. She pinned her arms behind her back and attempted to remove her from the coffee shop. Santana had gotten up to help Quinn and protect Rachel when Marisol broke free and threw a punch at Santana.
That was all Santana had been waiting for. She attacked. Alvarez' friends grabbed her and Quinn and Mike grabbed Santana. Tina removed Rachel from the middle of the brawl. They got everyone out before any major damage occurred and Quinn assured the barista she would make sure any damages got paid for so the police didn't get called.
Marisol's friends had piled her in the car and left and Quinn had Rachel and Santana sitting on the curb. Santana had a bruised cheekbone and a fat lip but Marisol looked so much worse and rather ridiculous all in blue.
Brittany pulled up and she was furious and when her fiery blue eyes met suddenly fearful brown all her worst suspicions were confirmed; Santana was behind all the crap that happened to Marisol today. She had deliberately defied Brittany and had gotten into a fight and was hurt on top of it.
Santana saw the look on Britt's face and knew she was in huge trouble. They had talked about this.
Quinn knew Britt wanted to speak alone to San and she most definitely wanted to speak to her sneaky little diva. If she had anything to do with today, her cute little ass was in very big trouble.
To be continued…
