While Brittany showered, Santana wandered around her bedroom, looking at all the photo's and trophies Brittany had. Santana knew the girl could dance, but not as well as the trophies indicated. Santana sat at the desk to look at the photo's and trinkets there, when something caught her eye. She glimpsed her name on a page of Brittany's diary. She knew she probably shouldn't read it, but seeing her name on the page, it made Santana curious. And that curiosity got the better of her, and she began to read the entry, dated August 26th, 2009.

"Me and Santana had lunch in the middle of the football field. She gives the best hugs. And her smile is so pretty. I don't think she'd like me saying that. Or that when I see her I get a rush, coz I'm totally hot for her..."

Santana stood up and paced around Brittany's bedroom. Brittany felt the same way about her. "That wasn't something I saw coming..." Santana thought. Now she didn't know what to do. She was thrown off course when Brittany walked back in the room. "I'm so so sorry Britt," Santana found herself blurting out. She instantly regretted saying that, and turned on the spot, facing away from Brittany, her hands over her mouth.

Brittany was confused, and walked over to Santana, "What's wrong? Why are you sorry San?" Santana knew she couldn't keep it from Brittany, so she turned to face her, took a deep breath, and told her.

"Well, I was looking around your room, ya know, at all the photo's and trophies and stuff that you have, and I sat at your desk... To look at all the photo's there... And umm... I umm... Saw my name... I know I shouldn't have read it, I'm so so so so sorry Britt..." Santana crossed her arms, and looked down at her feet. Brittany walked over to her desk, and read the exposed page of her diary, and her heart began to race. She stood there, looking down at her desk, and closed the diary, "I'm... I'm sorry... You weren't meant to see that... No-one was... I umm... I wouldn't be surprised if you hated me now or something..."