Chapter 7

So what is this feeling? / So humble and true?

It had been a few weeks since Brittany and Santana first stepped foot into the sweet lady kisses, that's what Brittany decided to name it. Santana didn't mind the kisses between her friend, she described Brittany's lips as being soft and cherry flavored and enjoyed them much more than Puck's. Brittany described Santana's lips as soft playfully candy you can't eat but can taste all you want. Santana smiled at the description.

It had also been two months since the friendship between Santana and Joey came to a halt and the more Santana slept and hung out with Brittany the more she regretted giving Joey the boot.

"Hey Joey." Santana said almost in a whisper as she approached Joey's locker. Joey looked at her and scoffed.

"Aren't you scared someone may call you a queer?" Joey said rolling her eyes.

"No, I-I don't c-c-care about that." Santana stammered.

Joey gathered her books and stuffed them into her book bag and slammed her locker shut. She looked at Santana for a moment before turning the other way.

"Josephine, please!" Joey paused and turned to face Santana.

"You have five minutes, start talking."

"I was an idiot, okay? I can admit that, I was an idiot for giving up on our friendship because of labels. I shouldn't care about that, and I can't stand here and say I don't because I do. I really do. And I know I know I'm a bad person and you hate me…"

"Three minutes."

Santana sighed, "I miss you."

"You sure about that? Seems like you and Brittany have gotten really close over the course of two months."

"Yeah, we have."

"You don't miss me, Santana."

"I do, I really do. I'm having these feelings and I don't…I don't…uh…"

"You think you're gay, is that it?"

"No!" Santana whispered loudly, "I'm just having feelings, that's it. Who knows what it really means, I just know I have feelings."

Joey rolled her eyes.

"You are one sad little puppy."

"Listen, I just want my best friend back."

"That's fairly sweet, but I'm going to pass on the best friend thing."

"What? Why?"

"For one I have gone two months without you and I realized that I don't need people like you in my life. People who can't accept their friends for who they are."

"That's not me; I can accept any and everyone. I accepted you when you told me you were gay. And I accept Brittany who learns slower than most."

"That's fairly sweet, but no. You accept us when it's only fair to you. Because of some damn slushies you turn your back on me? What kind of bullshit is that, Santana? Besides I'm moving away so you won't have to worry about me ever again."

"What do you mean?"

"You wanted to be head bitch at this joint and you will be, I always knew you will be I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about you forgetting who you are along the way. You're not like those wannabees and you know it, you're not a bitch or a whore you're more than that. But if you let these people get in your head sooner or later you'll be a bitch and a whore and you'll be just like the girls you promised you would never be."

"I'll never be like that."

Joey shrugged, "Personally I don't care what you do anymore. Love who you love, do what you do. Just know that when you look at yourself in the mirror and you can't recognize yourself just know I told you so."

Joey said nothing more but walked off. Santana wasn't going to turn into a bitch or a whore that she knew…


Authors Note: This is a transition chapter. It will transition to Santana after the pilot and we'll see how everything changed over the course of a year for her and Brittany . :) Please Review !