A/N: Welcome to chapter nine you beautiful souls. I'm very sorry about the late update, school has not been kind to me ha-ha. Heads up, we are going to take a look at Santana's perspective for this chapter, this should be fun!
I do not own Glee or the characters, just the plot and Storme's family, please enjoy.
"Stupid clock" I hissed as I pulled into the crappy parking lot of the worst place in this cow town. I was late to school because my freakin alarm clock decided to be a loser and not go off this morning. So after, not so much rushing to get ready to leave because really, why would I be in such a rush, that stupid jailhouse wasn't going to get up and move if I didn't hurry up. As I turned the car off, I pulled down the mirror and checked my makeup, being a Cheerio required a check up whenever possible. I smirked into the mirror, still sexy as always. Then I flipped the mirror up and grabbed all my stuff and left to go to the office.
"I hope midget didn't get slushied today" I thought to myself worriedly as I entered the school and ventured to the office.
"Oh thank god you're here, where the heck were you" I heard a voice say clearly irritated. I had been half paying attention to my surroundings since I basically knew where everything was, but I definitely knew it was.
"Good morning to you too Quinny bear" I said sarcastically. The blonde glared at me in the doorway, but it went away quickly before she smiled. I copied her facial expression before explaining to her about my crappy alarm clock, and she nodded in understanding before snorting in slight amusement.
"Aw, poor Chihuahua Lopez didn't wake up in time" Quinn said in a teasing baby voice. I rolled her eyes as my skin crawled in disgust.
"I hate when you call me that, and besides, I'm a total Rottweiler" I beamed with smug pride as me and Q went into the office and got my slip for class. Once the task was complete we walked down the hallway to my locker.
"So how was your weekend" Quinn asked as I furiously spun the dial and popped the locker open. I told her about Storme's house and her Aunts and all the stuff everyone did, but I left the part about Storme's blind mutt out. He did scare me, but I wasn't going to admit that out loud. So as I went on about Saturday I grabbed whatever crap I needed for whatever period this was. Turns out it was third period right now, which meant I had Chemistry. I felt a small smile grow on my face; Rachel had Chemistry with me this period, awesome.
"So that's how Saturday went, and Sunday was uneventful, so how was your weekend" I asked before closing my locker and heading to the Chemistry lab, which was on the second floor. Yeah I lied about Sunday but Quinn didn't need to know that. Quinn chuckled,
"Well, Saturday I went out of town to see a family friend, but Sunday was definitely interesting" Quinn said in a knowing tone, I felt my eyebrow raise in curiosity.
"Well, believe it or not, Rachel had texted me" Quinn said with a smile on her face. I felt myself tense up as we kept walking. I had questions racing through my head. When did Quinn get Rachel's number? Why were they texting each other? I felt a rush of some emotion go through me and I didn't like it, was it panic because it sure felt like it.
"Really, what did she say" I asked putting a voice of indifference into play. The last thing Fabray needed to know was that I was crushing on Rachel. Don't get me wrong, Quinn is my friend; she knows I play for the other team, and she's totally cool with it. But I didn't know she and Rachel were friends, I guess that would explain why didn't slushie her anymore, though she was still a bit mean to her, maybe they didn't want everyone to know they were friends yet? I don't know, I'm still hung over on the fact that Rachel had texted her!
"Well this might sound crazy, but she said she had a crush on me" Quinn said a little worriedly. But it didn't matter, I felt my heart sink.
"O-Oh" I said, but I accidently let my emotion into my voice and my facial expression changed too. Quinn sighed a bit before continuing,
"But I thought about it, and I think I might like her too" I stopped in the hall, why. Why did this have to happen to me? The world seemed to be caving around me. Quinn likes Rachel too?! I just wanted to scream at everyone to go away and leave Rachel alone.
"No, you don't, I do, I like Rachel and no one gets to" I accidently stated out loud. My eyes widened in shock. Did I just say that out loud? Quinn and I looked at each other, but she had a large smug smile on her face.
"I knew it" Quinn stated. I didn't say anything.
"You do like Rachel Berry" she continued and still my voice seemed to be hiding from me. Finally after she gave a smug smirk I glared at her trying to hide my now growing blush.
"Yeah, so what if I do" I challenged. She rolled her eyes,
"Calm down San, besides I already knew, well Brittany knew first, but she showed me too" Quinn said patting me on the back.
"So you don't like Rachel" I asked with a raised brow, much to my secret relief she shook her head with an amused eye roll.
"No Santana I don't, that goes against the girl code, but more importantly it goes against the Quinn Fabray way, so in those terms, why haven't you made a move on Berry" Quinn asked as we slowly started to walk again. I scoffed in irritation.
"Are you kidding, she has Storme around her almost always, so alone time is next to impossible" Quinn nodded in understanding and I took that as a sign to continue.
"But no worries, Santana Lopez has a plan, but I can't do it until Storme is out of the way" I explained. It's true, I have practically every detail and back up planned out, but Storme was the main obstacle in my way.
"Tsk, Tsk Santana, you do realize you've had an option open this whole time right" Quinn asked knowingly as we made it to the stairs. I, again, raised an eyebrow, what option did I have that would get Storme away from her best friend? As I contemplated for a moment a flag suddenly went up. A realization smile crept along my mouth and Quinn smiled.
"I assume you know what I mean, so in the spirit of our friendship, I am going to help you, just fill me in later and we'll get started" Quinn said as we made it to the top of the stairs and prepared to go our separate ways.
"Wanky Q, just wanky" I snorted. Quinn scoffed,
"You know what I mean Lopez, now get to class" Quinn said before leaving me with a wave. I waved back and turned to head to my class. This was perfect, now I have an ally on my side, maybe now this plan could actually work.
It was lunchtime when I smelled desperation behind me when I was putting my class items in my locker. I grimaced in disgust, I knew it was, but I wasn't expecting him until later, but since everyone was basically in the lunchroom I guess now is fine .
"S-Santana, I found out who Rachel likes" he stuttered weakly. I composed myself before turning around to face the boy with an obnoxiously large afro. He was holding a laptop and it was open and facing me. On the screen was his stupid blog that everyone seemed to read every now and again But it looked like it hasn't been posted yet, which was a good thing, because I don't want this going viral and ruining Rachel's social status anymore than it is already. The top of the unpublished page read "Breaking News, Rachel Berry has found a secluded New Love" and underneath that was a video followed by a brief paragraph about the details.
"So you got footage of them" I asked suspiciously. He nodded vigorously, he made it look like his life depended on this video, and it sort of did. I need to know who Rachel likes before I deal with Storme so I can get rid of them too.
"Yes, and you won't believe who it is" he said before playing the video. I watched the video start to play, and I saw Jewfro walking through the hallway, I recognized it since it leads to the choir room. So, where they in the choir room then? As he proceeded to stop by the choir door he moved the camera around so that you could see the two and still be unnoticed. I recognized Rachel immediately, but there was someone in her lap. I felt a flare of jealously, but it quickly subsided when the camera zoomed in on the two, once it focused I felt anger and shock rise through me. Jewfro was right, I couldn't believe it, and now I wanted to kill the familiar person. To be honest I shouldn't have been surprised, but this was good too. Now that I knew it was, it was one less person I had to deal with.
"Delete the blog Jewfro" I demanded once the video had finished. No one else needed to see this, so it had to be deleted now.
"B-But, this is huge news! If I post this, my blog will get triple the viewers" The boy exclaimed in a disgustingly joyful voice. I rolled my eyes,
"You heard me frog breath, destroy it, and if you don't ill be sure all the football, field hockey, basketball and weightlifting team have their turn throwing you around" I threatened before slamming my locker shut and storming towards the cafeteria, Quinn and I needed to chat.
Once I arrived I scanned the room for any signs of the Gleeks, and as usual I found them at their table. I saw them conversing with each other having a good time. I gave a small smile towards them before heading to my table where I found Q eating her food while talking to a bunch of cheerio runts. She seemed irritated but since not everyone could read Quinn like me and Brittany could, the runts couldn't see the irritation.
"Scram idiots, I gots to have a talk with Captain Fabray" I sneered before smirking. The whole table fled like a herd of cattle.
"You never fail to amaze me S, whats wrong" Quinn asked as I sat across from her with a clear look of irritation. But it felt like so much more than that.
"I know who Rachel likes" I mumbled, and Quinn a raised a blonde brow in question.
"Rachel's likes somebody" Quinn said clearly confused. That's right, she doesn't know. I've kept this under wraps for awhile. Guess I have to explain.
"Yeah she does, and unfortunately I know who it is" I growled.
"Who is it, do I need to kick his butt" Quinn demanded putting on her HBIC act. I winced when she said his, but I shook it off.
"It's Storme" I deadpanned. Quinn's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"What" she asked, I'm going to assume she hasn't let the info sink in, so I decided to repeat myself.
"Rachel likes Storme and according my sources they've been secretly dating since last Friday" I almost yelled. Quinn shook her head; I think she got the message.
"Wow, I never thought Berry would jump the fence, though I hate to admit it, they would be cute together" Quinn sighed before taking a bite of whatever she decided to eat today. But I didn't care because I as hung over on the words she just said to me.
"Quinn how can you think they look cute together" I yelled throwing my hands on the table in frustration. I can't believe this; she thought they looked cute together?!
"Hey it's a fact, but just in case, who told you that Storme and Berry were dating" Quinn asked.
"Jewfro" I said simply, I always shared my sources with Q in case she needed to get something on one.
"Santana, just because he said they were dating, doesn't mean they are, I mean sure they hang out together and get all huggy and all that jazz with each other, doesn't mean they're dating, I mean I've seen you and Brittany do that, and she does that with Rachel and me too, do you think we're dating" Quinn asked with hand gestures for some weird reason. I began to think about it, and Quinn was right. Just don't tell her I admitted that, her ego was almost as big as mine, almost.
"Yeah, but I think they might end up together" I said less than enthused.
"So what are we gonna do" Quinn asked, it was good to know I had her on my side.
"Well, I think that I we need to get Storme out of the way" I smirked, Quinn copied my facial expression.
"Well if memory serves, coach did say that she wanted Storme to join the team" Quinn hinted with a devious smile. I love this chick.
"That's right, so that's what we're gonna do first" I grinned.
"Great, let's get the rest of this figured out and first thing tomorrow you can use that Lopez charm of yours and sway her to join the Cheerios" Quinn said putting out a hand. I copied the motion before both our hands joined; we shook and spent the rest of lunch plotting. Rachel would be mine one way or another, and I don't care who gets pushed out of the way.
The rest of the day was absolute misery, aside from the usual boring day of lecturing and getting a crap load of homework anyway. I was heading to a surprise Cheerio practice even though I just had one fifth period and I saw Rachel talking to Storme standing in a less crowded hallway, they both seemed upset. And the reason why had made my blood boil. Rachel had been slushied. The evidence was all over Rachel's face, front and the floor. Yeah ima bout to go all Lima Heights on someone; I marched up to the two of them and stood in front of Rachel.
"Who slushied you Berry" I demanded, though I made sure to keep my voice less harsh.
"Some jerk in a football letterman came and threw that stupid slushie at her" Storme sighed before wiping some slush off of Rachel's tightly closed eyes. I waited to Rachel to say something but she kept silent.
"Come on, let's go get your slushie kit and head to the bathroom" I said grabbing Rachel's hand and pulling her to her locker which was just one hall over from Storme's locker. Not that I've been stalking Rachel to find where her locker is, not at all, I've just kept my eye on her is all.
"Ha, yeah whatever, you're a bona fide stalker girl" my stupid inner voice said. I rolled my eyes fighting the urge to argue back.
"Thank you Santana, this is rather kind of you" I heard Rachel mumble, I swear her voice could cure cancer. She sounded so adorable.
"Yeah, yeah, just get your stuff, coach is gonna bite my head off if I don't get to practice" I said hiding a now forming blush as I lead her to her locker and stopped her in front of it.
"Can you do the combination please Santana, I'm afraid my eyes are a little impaired at the moment" Rachel said before wiping her eyes to finalize her point.
"Sure whats the numbers" I asked as I put my thumb and index finger on the dial. She told the three simple numbers and I quickly turned it and pulled the lock off and opened the door.
"Alrighty then, let's go" I said grabbing the kit and slamming the door closed just as the bell rang for class to start. I didn't care, I had an excused period, but unfortunately Rachel and Storme didn't. So I turned to Storme,
"Hey, I'll take care of Berry, you head on to class" I said dismissively.
"Will you be ok Rachel" Storme asked with worry. I rolled my eyes at her,
"She'll be fine, scram" I stated. Storme cast one more worried look at Rachel before telling her bye and going to class. Ha finally some alone time. I guided Rachel gently to the closest bathroom, which luckily was just down the hallway. Once we entered I led Rachel to the sink and told her to lean back. She obeyed without any protest.
"Berry, who did this to you" I asked as I washed the red ice off of her beautiful face and out of her soft looking hair, though at the moment it was sticky and reddish. I know I asked this question already, but Rachel knew more people here than Storme did.
"It was that Aizimo boy, but this slushie wasn't meant for me" Rachel confessed as I pulled out some shampoo and conditioner from her kit and began to apply the shampoo.
"It wasn't, then who was it for" I asked. Rachel sighed as I ran my fingers through her hair; the shampoo bubbles were a pink color now man that slushie was deep in there.
"I think it was meant for Storme since Aizimo was only carrying one slushie and looking at her, Storme didn't deserve it so I took the hit for her" Rachel had explained. God this girl had a heart of gold.
"Yeah well, you don't deserve to be slushied either" I pointed out as I rinsed the shampoo out and applied the conditioner. It was then I heard Rachel scoff, I must have said something wrong because when I looked at her brown eyes, she had a mixture of hurt and annoyance.
"Well Santana, if you think that, then why do you still send your jock puppets to slushie our friends, Storme and myself" she asked. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't find any kind of answer that didn't involve our social status. Man this sucks majorly, she was looking at me with her usual determined face and it was adding pressure. Wait! I know what to say now!
"Well believe it or not, I didn't throw as many slushies as Quinn and the other Cheerios, and I gave an order saying that you would not get hit as much as the last two years" I explained with a quickly constructed tone of indifference. But on the inside I was hoping she would find the gesture to be nice.
"You did that for me" she seemed to be touched, yet slightly confused by the statement, sweet victory baby.
"Yeah, I thought that, since you aren't as bad as most people say, and Brittany really loves you know you should get a break" I said, I swear though I was getting close to rambling.
"Thank you Santana that was kind of you" Rachel smiled and I swear I was flying when she did. Yeah this was a sweet victory and intended to enjoy it.
"Alright, your hair's done" I stated as I washed out the last of the conditioner and turned off the water. I pulled Rachel up from the sink, while she wiped off her face, since I accidently got soapy water on her; I grabbed her kit and grabbed the clothes inside.
"Here, now go change and get to class, I'm sure coach is going to blow a fuse if I don't leave" I explained before rushing out the door. Did I want to stay and talk to Rachel more, yes I did. Do I want to go to this cheer practice, no I don't and if I had the option to pick between the two, Rachel would win no doubt. But I don't so here I am running to the field while trying to find an excuse for myself. But at least I got to help Rachel out, so it's not so bad. I can't wait for Glee.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and once again I apologize for the lateness, the next update won't take as long. So leave a review and I'll see you guys next time!
