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I feel so contented and proud of myself that I couldn't help the smile forming in my lips as I watched Santana's sleeping face beside me on my bed. It had been a couple of hours since her confession and we spent a good amount of the time just making out. My heart was practically swelling with accomplishment knowing that I finally now have Santana Lopez at my mercy.

I knew it. I knew I could make her mine if I wanted it enough. If I could with her I could have anyone I want in a matter of a heartbeat. Anyone I want.

But right now I just want her. There's something about Santana that I couldn't quite place myself to and understand. This attraction was so much different with what I had with Sam or Puck or even Finn and it felt so damn better too.

I knew right then and there to make sure that I would not mess it up again.

She's mine for keeps and I would do just about anything for it to stay that way.

The opening of the front door downstairs signaled that my mom was home from work. I immediately sat up from the bed, careful not to wake Santana, and rushed out to the hall to meet my mom. I couldn't risk her going inside my room to check on me and find the girl she wasn't particularly fond of in my bed.

"Hey Mom." I greeted half-heartedly, firmly shutting my bedroom door from behind.

"Hey Quinnie." She greeted back with a smile, going for her own room across mine. "How's school today?"

"It was fine." I answered casually.

She just smiled again and entered her room without another word. She seemed to be in a good mood and I could only guess why. I didn't dwell on that too much though, not when I still have to think of a way to sneak Santana out of the house without Mom noticing. I re-entered my own with Santana still sleeping. I went back on my bed to lie beside her again, waiting for a couple of minutes before reaching out my hand to her face, gently brushing my palm on her cheek to coax her awake. She groaned and mumbled something incoherently before slowly opening her eyes and finding me staring at her.

She frowned and propped on her elbows, "What time is it?"

"Quarter to seven." I replied in a whisper, running my hand on her hair as a way to calm her. "My mom's home. She's in her room right now."

That woke her into full consciousness. She was fast to get up from the bed and fixed her clothes and hair. "Time for me to bail then."

She went for my window, checking first the surroundings before hopping out. I followed and watched as she maneuvered herself on the rooftop and down to the ground. "Call me later?" I asked hopefully.

She looked back up at me and shrugged, "Sure, whatever."

It felt like that wasn't enough, seeing as we're together now and I expected a better treatment from her than what we had before but I knew I shouldn't be expecting so much at this rate. I had to remind myself that she wasn't over Britt… yet. That she's probably using me as a rebound. Now I could tolerate that for a while but I'm sure as hell going to try my best to make her forget Brittany.

The last thing I needed was another Finn in my life.

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Santana did call me during dinner and I was more than happy to have an excuse to leave the table because Mom was making another attempt to have me divulge my plans on getting into Greg's (and the O'Malley's) good graces. Greg was the in the least of my worries at the moment.

I had to reassure Santana once again that we're going to be alright because I could still sense the hesitation in her voice even over the phone. We made plans on going to school together tomorrow with her picking me up with her car.

The next day at school we were early so we spent the remaining minutes making out inside her car. I honestly didn't want our relationship to be all about sex or it wouldn't be any different than what we had before but I knew the only way that I could make Santana comfortable with this is to give her all the sex that she wants. I noticed that making out with her felt completely different with making out with any of the guys I've been with, too. Yeah, I figured it was because she's a girl so she doesn't grope too much and she's very gentle. I realized I might have liked it even more.

I finally pulled away from her and sighed in contentment. She looked at me curiously and I reached out to her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'll see you later," I murmured, leaning in again to capture her lips in a chaste kiss.

She smiled a little distractedly but nodded altogether, "Yeah,"

Periods went by in a flash and I soon found myself sitting in lunch with the glee kids with Santana next to me. Of course it wasn't that hard to keep from them that Santana and I were official but we still needed to make sure. All we had to was pretend that nothing had changed.

But… I couldn't help myself not to glance at Santana every now and then because I could easily catch her stealing fleeting looks at Brittany and it was obvious that Brittany was doing the same. I scowled and subtly took Santana's hand under the table, making her give me her full attention. I silently raised my eyebrow at her and she just shrugged it off, going back to her food. When I looked back up again I noticed Artie was watching the whole exchange and I just glared at him until he looked away, pretending to be interested in what Rachel had been saying the whole time.

This was seriously fucked up.

During glee Santana and I had to sit away from each other just so no one will notice we've been closer together than usual. I chose to sit next to Brittany to make sure there wouldn't be any more glancing happening between her and Santana. I know, I feel like a jealous girlfriend but I was just making sure this time that I won't make the same mistakes I did with my situation with Rachel and Finn.

Rachel was singing another solo yet again when my phone buzzed. I didn't bother hiding it when I checked who it was only to realize it was from Greg. I glanced at Santana guiltily and saw her not paying attention to Rachel or anyone for that matter before I opened the message.

R u free on Friday night? Cuz I'm still looking forward to that date you promised me.

I hesitated. I didn't know if I would've have plans with Santana that night. I glanced at her again. I could just easily make an excuse if ever.

Yeah, sure.

Great! I'l see u then.

I almost had forgotten that I still needed to date Greg. I needed him to keep up with appearance and to make my mom happy. Maybe if I could convince Santana that we could use Greg as my beard so no one would suspect about us it would be alright. I knew her. If she was in my place she'd probably do the same.

But still I couldn't help but worry that if she finds out she'll instantly break up with me. I didn't know where all this feelings and uncertainties were coming from all of a sudden. We're only together for a day and my gut was already telling me that Santana would easily go running back to Brittany the moment she realizes I wasn't worth her attention.

It would be Finn all over again.

I bit my lip in aggravation. I couldn't let that happen. Not with Santana. Not again.

Maybe I would just keep Greg from Santana for a while. It's not like it's really cheating anyway since I didn't have any feelings nor am I interested in Greg in anyway. Santana would never have to know.

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A/N: I didn't make it longer 'cuz I tend to get bored whenever I write long chapters and I also kind of ruin it with pathetic (even more) scenes that wasn't even supposed to be there.

I failed at making you all hate Quinn. Kalexico asked why I would want to do that, and trust me, I have my reasons *wink*.

So I guess I would really have to think of a way to accomplish that. Maybe I could have her kill Brittany? Ha! Just kidding! Any suggestions?