Sam sat in Glee club, wondering where Santana was. Neither she nor the rest of the Cheerios were there. He hoped that it was just a coincidence and that Ms Sylvester wasn't up to one of her schemes again.
Quinn strutted into the room, looking in the complete opposite direction to Sam. She stood out the front of the room, looking ready to make an announcement.
"Good afternoon," she announced loudly. Everyone went silent and turned to listen to Quinn. "As the Captain of the Cheerios I am here to announce to you something important. Cheerios have nationals in three weeks and we need all the practise we need. Right now, Ms Sylvester is talking to the other two Cheerios. We need this time slot for compulsory practise, meaning that both Santana and Brittany have to choose between the Cheerios and Glee club. I have already made my decision and, as head cheerleader, I have decided to remain with the Cheerios."
"What the hell?" Puck snapped. "What about our nationals? Don't you see we need you? And if we lose Santana and Brittany as well, we're screwed. We already had trouble finding a replacement for Kurt and now a replacement for you? Don't you even care about the rest of us?"
"I have made my choice," Quinn said. "I'm sorry to you all… most of you."
She glared at Sam before leaving the room. Sam's mouth was open. He hoped that Santana would choose the Glee club, but he couldn't blame her for choosing the cheerleading squad.
Half of Glee club had passed and no sign of either Brittany or Santana. Sam was starting to get worried. He thought that, after all, she'd chosen the Cheerios over New Directions.
The rest of Glee followed and Santana didn't show up. Sam was convinced that they'd chosen the Cheerios over New Directions. He didn't see Santana when he walked to football training. He didn't even see her after he'd finished football training.
He went home and wondered. Yet again, he was left wondering by the person he loved.
Santana has to take a deep breath before walking into the school grounds. Her wavy hair sitting on her shoulders felt different and kind of uncomfortable. Her white top hugged her hips but not like the way her Cheerios uniform did. Her legs felt enclosed within her black jeans. Her black Converses had a different shape to her cheerleading shoes. But, she figured she'd have to get used to this. She was glad that Brittany had followed her. She wasn't alone.
She could almost hear people's eyebrows raising as she entered the crowded halls. She could hear whispers but she tried not to care.
She approached his locker, breathing in and out. She tried to smile but was nervous. She had butterflies in the pit of her stomach.
Sam closed the door of his locker and widened his eyes at the sight of her.
"Wow."
Santana smiled.
"Do you like my new look?" she asked playfully. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her. She stood on her toes and kissed him.
"What happened to your Cheerios uniform?" Sam asked, sliding his hand down her arm and grabbing her hand. She shrugged.
"I like Glee club," she answered. "It's the best part of my day."
"I'm glad you chose Glee club," Sam said, walking off with Santana by his side.
Santana looked at Sam's face, concentrating on each feature carefully. It happened when she least expected it. The first day off the squad and it happened. The first time ever, it happened.
She felt an icy cold dripping sensation on her left cheek. It ran through her hair and found a way into her hair. She could hear Sam breathing deeply and realised he'd gotten slushied as well. Santana wiped the slushie out of her eyes and stood there, shocked.
"Would you like some help?" a voice quietly asked from the side. Santana turned to see Rachel Berry standing a few metres from her. This shocked Santana even more. This was Rachel Berry, the girl Santana had been a bitch to nearly all her life. The girl who's boyfriend slept with Santana and kept it from her. This girl was offering to help her.
Santana accepted Rachel's help and pulled Sam along into the girls' bathroom.
To be continued...