Sorry I'm not very good at updating this regularly, and I seem to be apologising at the beginning of every chapter… I start new fics and forget where I'm taking them, and end up starting new ones! Anyways, I hope you like this chapter, please review and share your thoughts with me!

Liliana came and sat next to Santana last period for English Lit, second row from the front. She'd noticed before that she sat by herself on the two seater desk, but didn't want to be the one that went to keep her company, she had a reputation to live up to. It was that reputation that Santana missed, for the majority of her high school life, she'd been up there at the top of the social pyramid, and it was a good feeling that was now missing from her life. She almost kind of hoped that hanging around with Liliana would help her get back up there. Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn't. Either way, she only had to survive two years in that place before she could move on.

But move on to what exactly? She hadn't even thought about where she was going to go, she'd been practically forced into going to college in the first place because she couldn't make up her mind what she wanted to do with her life. She was studying dance, drama, film studies and English at college, just because they were the subjects that seemed the most bearable, and she'd almost enjoyed them in McKinley. Well, dance and drama she loved. Correction, she loved dancing with Britt, because Britt was an amazing dancer.

All she knew was that she wanted to be famous. Fame. No matter how many times people told her that it wasn't all what it was made out to be, she still wanted it. In fact, the more people that told her it was a ridiculous dream, the more she wanted to prove them wrong. Brittany was the only one that supported her, the only one that understood what she wanted – she wish there was more people around her that could see where she was coming from. Maybe Lilliana would if they became friends.

"Is cheer practice on tonight?" Lilli asked as her and Santana got up to leave, packing away their books the second they heard the bell sound.

"Um I don't think so, I saw a note on the board outside the sports hall it was cancelled today. I don't know why."

"Ah, okay. Do you have any plans for tonight then?"

Santana thought. Didn't everyone at uni and college normally go out to parties every night of the week and have the best couple of years of their life? Consuming way too much alcohol, hooking up with randoms, dancing on tables, that kind of thing? Would it be totally lame to admit that she actually had a pretty boring life? She'd done the whole party and booze thing in high school, house parties at Puckerman's, or influenced by Puckerman were the best. He was one of her best mates, taught her the 'valuable' lessons in life. Or so she thought at the time. They did have some brilliant nights together though, even including the short period of time they declared they were dating and having sex, because Santana was still trying to convince herself she was just going through a stage of bi-curiosity.

"Nope, you?"

"Nothing actually… I haven't been to a party in like, a week."

"Neither…" Santana said, half on a different planet.

"Looks like we've got a quiet evening ahead of us then." Lilli stated, half smiling at Santana.

As soon as they got back up to their room, Santana collapsed on her bed, immediately picking up her phone to text Brittany. She told her about her day, even though she knew Brittany wouldn't pick it up for another half hour or so. To her surprise, only about a minute later a reply came through. That's strange, she thought. Brittany should have gym right now. Before reading her reply she typed another message, how come you replied now? You're in gym? And then proceeded to read the first message that came through, which also answered her question.

Sounds like you've had an alright day then, you seem happier anyways. Yes, I can tell by the way you type. Can I meet this Lilli girl then? I want to see what my competition is. + I pulled a muscle in dance this morning, so I'm sitting out of gym 3

Aw Britt I'm glad you finally realised that you have to rest when you get injured, so you don't make it worse. Do you need me to come and give you a massage with your favourite mango lotion?;)or just kiss it better?xxxxx

I'd love for you to come and kiss it better 3 and the massage of course.;) and what about Lilli?

What about her?

Can I meet her? On FaceTime or Skype? What're you up to?

Oh, sure. I guess. I'll ask her not much, cheer practice cancelled me and Lilli just sitting on our beds xxxx

No plans? Aren't you supposed to be busy going to parties and stuff?

That's what I thought too. It's weird not being popular, there's no parties to go to.

Aw I gotta go, I'll Skype you when I get in?

Sure baby3

Santana tossed her phone onto the bed beside her and sighed, resting her eyes. She didn't realise that Lilliana was watching her from the other side of the room.

"Who were you texting?" she asked, reminding Santana that she wasn't alone in the room by herself like she was used to most of the time.

"My girlfriend." She answered simply. There was no more hiding her sexuality, she didn't want to keep it from anyone knew that she met, that was how things got complicated, when she hid things, and then they got found out. She now just had to hope that her new friend wasn't some kind of homophobe.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yeah, her name's Brittany. You don't have a problem… with the fact I'm a lesbian do you?" she asked slightly nervously.

"Oh um, no not at all!" she answered, blushing and looking down at her phone. "No," she said again.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, that's fine, honestly. I don't have a problem with anyone's sexuality… so how long have you been with Brittany?"

"Um, it's kind of complicated… we were 'seeing each other' quite a while before we admitted to ourselves we were in a real relationship. But we're very happy with each other now, we're soul mates. We've been inseparable for years." Santana informed her, truly from the bottom of her heart. She'd never loved anybody like she loved Brittany.

"Aw, sounds like a sweet love story," Lilli smiled.

"Actually, I told Britt about you, she wants to meet you on Skype later, would that be ok if I introduced the two of you?"

"Yeah sure, I guess, I'd like to meet your girlfriend, she sounds sweet." Lilli agreed. They smiled at each other, and there was a few seconds silence before Lilli spoke again. "Santana, can I tell you something?"

"Sure. We're friends now right?"

Lilli gulped before opening her mouth to speak, and swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'm a lesbian too." She said it so quickly, in a voice that was barely audible. It was obvious to Santana that she wasn't comfortable with herself, and she suspected that Santana was one of the few people that knew the truth.

"Really? So you and your boyfriend...?" Santana tried to look sympathetic, but she really wanted to know what went on between the two of them and what her story was.

"We broke up because he found out I wasn't straight. He was kind of my beard, y'know." Lilli had a certain kind of sadness in her tone, she fiddled with her phone between her hands, passing it from hand to hand, not making direct eye contact with Santana at all, as a small tear escaped her eyes which were filling with tears, on the verge of escaping down her face, rolling down her pale cheeks.

"Aw, I'm sorry honey… it had to happen at some point right? Did you tell him, what happened?" Santana asked, not sure whether she should offer her limited comforting techniques, or just carry on talking. "Sorry if I seem rude… I'm just curious… and not entirely comfortable with awkward situations…" she admitted. "Want a hug?" she asked instead, getting up off her own bed to sit next to the distraught red head, and welcoming her to a tight embrace, which she accepted gratefully.

Brittany always loved Santana's hugs when she was upset, they calmed her down like a baby with a lullaby.

"Are you okay?" she asked as she loosened her arms around her new friend, using her thumb to wipe the fresh tears that were about to leak out of her eyes, full of hurt and pain, and damage that was hard to undo, fear that she was ashamed to admit to. A feeling Santana knew all too well.

"I guess I will be. I just don't know what to do now, everyone's going to hate me, my boyfriend is probably going to out me to everyone and then I'll be demoted to the bottom of the pyramid, and the rest of my life will go downhill, because no one will employ me. Oh and my family will probably disown me."

"Sweetie," Santana began, taking hold of her hand and squeezing it slightly. "Your family won't dis own you forever. They might not be 100% comfortable with the idea at first, but it'll grow on them. They're family, they're there to love you unconditionally. They'll come around. Also, the bottom of the pyramid isn't all that bad… I've been there. I can't promise you no one will hate you and everything's going to happy and everyone's going to accept who you are, but those who don't, don't matter. I've learnt that. Popularity might mean everything to you now, but you'll soon realise it's not the most important thing in your life. It may well have been in high school, but things change, people change. You have to realise that. You'll be okay. I'm here if you want to talk about anything, or ask me anything."

"Thanks, Santana…"

Their sentimental heart to heart conversation was interrupted by Santana's phone going off, and she knew instantly it would be Brittany. She'd have just got home, and wondering why she wasn't waiting for her logged in on Skype.

"That'll be Britt, can I get that real quick?"

"Sure." Lilli wiped her eyes and checked the not so good state of her make up in the mirror while Santana went to answer the phone.

"Hey Britt," she answered automatically, smiling as she heard her bubbly response on the other end.

"How come you're not on Skype?" Santana had guessed correctly.

"Sorry B, I got caught up with Lilli, we were just talking, I'll Skype you soon though, I promise, I just need a few minutes ok?"

"Okay…" Brittany sounded a little disappointed and Santana could tell straight away from her voice.

"I love you."

"Love you more."

"Not possible."

She hung up the phone and turned on her laptop to set up while she went back to talk to Lilli. "You're okay now right? I'm here for you whenever you want."

"Thank you, it means a lot. I hope we can be good friends. I don't want to keep you distracted anymore, go Skype Brittany. I'll just put my earphones on here so you don't feel like I'm intruding your privacy."

"It's fine, honestly." Santana said, standing up and going back to the laptop, where Skype had just automatically popped up. Brittany was already online, ready and waiting, and Brittany had obviously clicked the call button as soon as she'd seen Santana come online, Santana automatically clicking accept.

"Hey!"

"Hiya! Sorry I took so long, Lilli had to tell me stuff. Do you still want to meet her?" Brittany nodded enthusiastically, and Santana called Lilli over, shouting to get her attention through her earphones. She happily came over to crouch next to Santana, waving at the enlarged image of Brittany on the screen.

"Nice to meet you, Brittany isn't it?" she said, smiling.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too. Lilli? Santana's told me a lot about you, I hope you're gonna keep her company."

"I am indeed, maybe for a little longer than I first anticipated," she said, giving Santana a sideways glance.

"Ah, well I'm sure you guys will have a lot of fun together."

"I hope so. Ok I don't want to intrude you two too much so I'll leave you to it again," Lilli said, waving to Brittany and going back to put her earphones in.

"She seems nice enough to me." Brittany admitted. She was slightly worried that Lilli was going to become a bit too friendly with Santana, but she didn't say anything then, it didn't seem like the right time to mention it. The two girls chatted for ages, and sang together, and Brittany sang some songs dedicated to Santana that she'd done in Glee Club. Their call lasted a couple of hours before Brittany announced that she had a couple of assignments to complete before she went to bed, she was still sticking to her plan to try her complete and utter best to get amazing grades and impress everyone, prove them all wrong. She wasn't stupid.