/*Author's Note: Some of the language in here gets a little…extreme. So I apologize if anyone gets offended by such language and just understand it's for the story but it does, unfortunately, happen in real life. And it obviously in no way reflects my own thoughts and opinions.*/
"I'll be so happy if that's a flash mob." Brittany said as they pulled into the school parking lot.
Santana had been busy tracing the curves of Brittany's hand with her fingers. "What?" She said as she looked up. She saw a large group of people lined up in front of the school's main entrance. Many of them seemed to be holding signs but Santana couldn't read them from this far away. Brittany pulled into a parking space.
"They aren't very good dancers." Brittany muttered as she reached over her shoulder to grab her backpack off the backseat.
"Britt, I don't think that's a flash mob." Santana said as they both stepped out of the car. Santana opened the back door and grabbed her backpack too.
"It's our dear friend from the choir room yesterday." Blaine called as they stepped up to the car.
"And it looks like he brought in some friends." Kurt added as he turned to watch the crowd. Santana leaned her back against the car as she watched the protestors at the front door. She could hear what sounded like someone's voice on a megaphone but she couldn't make out the words. Then she heard the crowd erupt into cheers.
She looked over at Brittany who was staring up at the crowd and frowning. "What are they protesting?" She asked.
Kurt rolled his eyes and turned to look at Brittany. "Isn't it obvious?"
"Well I know Lord Tubbington is a little overweight but I didn't think the Animal rights people would get so mad about it."
Kurt opened his mouth to speak but just shook his head.
"Whatever." Santana said as she stepped passed them and walked towards the front of the school. They followed closely behind her. Santana turned to see Rachel come running over. She was carrying a handful of sharpie markers.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." She said as she cut into the middle of the group. "I even practiced my signature with both hands so if my right hand gets tired I can-."
Now that they were close enough the letters on the signs started to take shape. Santana could guess that Rachel had probably just read one of the signs and figured out it wasn't the Rachel Berry Fan Club.
'You're going to Hell' said one sign that was held high in the air by a skinny man in a dirty white t-shirt. It was hand painted in large black letters over a rainbow background. He bounced the sign up and down to draw more attention to it. When he saw the group of them walking up he pointed at them and started waving it violently back and forth.
All of the protesters started to turn and face their direction. There were so many things being shouted that Santana couldn't make sense of any of it. She was almost thankful for that. She ducked down past the protesters and headed down a path towards the front entrance, she turned to her left to see group of five or six people holding a large banner that said, "Homo sex is sin."
Santana saw Blaine put a hand on Kurt's back and guide him forward. Instinctively, Santana pressed her body up against Brittany's as they made their way towards the door. A large man stepped in front of them. They stopped dead in their tracks. He was wearing a t-shirt that said "God Hates Fags" in large red letters. His beer belly was too large for the shirt and it stuck out from underneath. He smelled so intensely of beer and cigarettes that it almost made Santana gag.
"We all know what you are." He said pointing to each of them.
"We are students of this school." Kurt said. He puffed his chest out a little bit, Santana was sure he was trying to make himself seem more intimating but it was so not working. "Now if you please let us-"
"You shouldn't be in there, contaminating the normal students." He said.
Rachel pushed in front of the group to speak. "I've actually known Kurt for almost three years and I'm very much straight." Rachel's rambled like she always did when she was nervous. "My boyfriend, my big, tall, football playing boyfriend, is actually inside already. And Blaine here, he was gay before he transferred from another school. And I promise you that Kurt had no influence over Santana's love of another woman-"
Santana gave a sarcastic laugh. "True story." The man glared at her but didn't say anything.
"Perhaps you should just let us through." Rachel added. The man took a threatening step towards the group causing Rachel to jump backwards.
"Gays can't really be that bad, can they?" She asked him. "I mean I was raised by two dads and I turned out-" Rachel stopped speaking when a wade of spit landing on her cheek.
Rachel stood there for a second in complete and utter shock. The rest of the group watched them silently none of them sure what to do next. Santana stepped up and punched the hillbilly right in the nose. He groaned in pain and fell back, grabbing his nose as blood started to seep out of it. The crowd around them started shouting louder and angrier then before. Santana could feel Brittany shaking behind her. Santana turned around to see some more people step over the dividers and onto the path behind them. They pointed at Santana threateningly and walked towards her.
"I'm from Lima Heights Adjacent." Santana called to them as she tried to push past Brittany and head them off. "Do you think you scare me?" She shouted over their yelling. Brittany grabbed Santana around the waist and pulled her back. Santana fought to break free.
"Don't, Please." Brittany begged. Santana could hear the fear in her voice and her muscles loosened. She allowed Brittany to pull her towards the school entrance. They ran through the doors. The crowd silenced as the doors drifted closed.
They stood for a moment with their backs against the entrance. Santana let out a loud, pleased sigh.
"Dammit, Santana." Kurt pushed his back off the wall and turned to face her.
"What?" She asked.
Kurt was now standing in front of her, pointing his finger at her. Scolding her like a child. "You represent other people too, you can't just go around punching everyone who disagrees with us."
She eyed the finger pointed at her face. "So I should do what you do then? Just bend over and take it?" Santana said snidely.
Kurt opened his mouth to speak but then closed it. He shook his head and looked up at her. There was disappointment on his face. Santana felt a guilty lump in her throat, she was sick of being such a Goddamn disappointment to everyone.
"You know what?" Santana said. "I don't have the time to deal with this." She brushed past Kurt and continued down the hallway.