It was time for Nationals and everybody was dressed up and ready to perform. They were all sitting in the huge auditorium, waiting for their turn. Finn sat in between Santana and Rachel. Finn and Santana were not feeling awkward towards each other since their "date". They both loved it, and they both knew it.

When Rachel left for the bathroom, Finn turned to Santana and whispered: "We need to go out again." Santana smiled. She knew he would come around.

"Tonight?" Santana whispered back.

"Sure." Finn smiled, looking around before taking Santana's hand in his.

Their hands were together for a few seconds before Rachel returned and Finn quickly pulled his hand away. It was nice while it lasted.

Finn and Rachel were up on stage singing. Finn had written his own song and everyone was surprised that it actually sounded okay. Santana was beaming the whole time. She couldn't help it. She was in love.

Santana's smile immediately turned into a frown and then to a look of disgust as Rachel and Finn stared into each others' eyes and Rachel leaned in, kissing Finn in front of everyone. Everyone was surprised. The auditorium was eerily silent and the rest of the New Directions was looking at each other.

"Did they forget that vulgarity is marked down?" Jesse said, putting his face in his hands.

"What the…"

"That's kind of gross."

"Guys, it's way too quiet."

The kissing stopped and Rachel and Finn looked around, the music for the next song starting. Santana ran out with a smile on her face but inside, her heart was shattering.

They hadn't placed at all and Santana was pissed. So was the rest of the Glee Club. Quinn and Puck had their arms by Santana, ready to hold her back if she felt the need to attack Rachel on the cab ride home. As soon as they reached the hotel room, Santana attacked, lunging towards Rachel.

"Why would you do that? Why would you do that to all of us? Just because you think Finn loves you doesn't mean you can just KISS him in front of the whole freakin' audience! Do you not know the rules?" she began her shouting in English and then moved onto Spanish. Sam and Mike went to hold back Santana after she nearly broke free of Quinn and Puck's grasp.

"I know Finn loves me!" Rachel yelled back, grabbing Finn's hand. Finn let go of Rachel's hand and she stopped, looking up at him.

"Finn, what are you doing?" she said, angrily.

"I just, I don't think that it's the right time to be holding hands."

"Whatever. And just so you know, it wasn't my fault we lost Nationals," Rachel shouted, almost as loud as Santana. "It was the fact that I didn't get to sing every single song because you all SUCK."

Rachel left the room and Finn followed. The room was silent and everyone let go of Santana, brushing off their hands.

"¡Qué perra. ¿Se puede matar a su favor?" Santana mumbled as she left the room, going back to her own. Hopefully Rachel wasn't there. Santana was still ready to pounce at any second.

"Does anyone know what she just said?" Sam whispered. The whole room shook their heads. Speaking fluent Spanish came as a strength sometimes.

We still up for tonight?

Finn

Santana rolled her eyes, replying quickly.

You're kidding right? Of course not! I'm not only mad at Rachel, you know.

Why did Finn think he could always get off the hook easily? It wasn't all Rachel's fault. He kept kissing her. He didn't stop it. It was just as much of his fault as it was Rachel's.

But Santana, I love you. That kiss meant nothing to me. I want you back!

Finn, if you want me back, you have to stop with the bullshit right now.

She didn't get a reply after that, so she just went to bed, hoping the plane ride home the next day wouldn't be so bad.