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A/N After all the reviews, and my girlfriend getting mad at me that I was going to end it, I have decided that I will keep writing the story as long as you guys want to keep reading it. Thank you for the reviews, I really appreciate them, the good and the bad. You are all so kind! Keep them coming please! It really helps me write faster!

Chapter 9

"So wait," Mercedes said, breaking the silence. "Are you two together now?" she asked the question on everyone's mind.

Rachel stepped away from Santana, looking to her before looking back to their friends. "This is all new to us, I don't think we're ready for any labels just yet, but we definitely like each other."

"Just so we're clear, this stays in these four walls," Santana said, eyeing each and every glee club member. "We wanted you guys to know first, but I'm not ready for the whole school to know."

"Rachel's not gay," Finn spoke quietly, with a clearly confused look on his face.

"Santana doesn't like girls," Brittany said at the same time as Finn.

Rachel looked to Finn, not really thinking ahead about how he was going to react to the news.

Santana began to feel uneasy, this wasn't quite how she expected them to react.

"If Santana liked girls, we'd be together," Brittany said.

Rachel looked to Santana then to Brittany. She had thought they were always just good friends.

"Is this why you broke up with me?" Finn asked.

Rachel could feel her cheeks getting flushed. "Finn I hardly think this is an appropriate time to discuss why our relationship didn't work out."

"How long has this been going on? Is she why you broke up with me?" Finn asked again, a little louder than before.

"Finn!" Rachel exclaimed. "This is NOT the time or place to talk about this. We can talk about this in private, please," she pleaded with him.

Santana could sense the little diva was on the verge of tears. She hadn't planned for this, she had just wanted to sing to her. She couldn't bring herself to look at Brittany, who hadn't stopped staring at her with those piercing blue eyes. "Look everyone, we know this is big news, ok?" She grabbed Rachel's small hand in hers to give the little diva a sense of reassurance. "Please, just be happy for us, and stop asking us so many questions."

Finn stood up suddenly, knocking his chair to the ground. "I can't handle this!" he yelled as he stormed out of the choir room.

Rachel stood there, looking just as shocked as everyone else. She had thought that him of all people would have been understanding and happy that she was happy. "Finn wait!" she called out after him.

"Don't bother Little Di, he's a loser." Santana could tell she was torn about whether or not to go run after him. She squeezed her hand tighter. "Don't go after him, he's not worth it."

"I'll go after him," Puck said getting up from his seat.

Quinn got up and joined the two girls at the front of the room. "I just want to say that I'm happy you were finally able to do this Santana. I'm really proud of you." She turned to Rachel. "I know we haven't been the best of friends, or well, friends at all really. I know how much Santana likes you, and I'd like to try to be friends."

Rachel couldn't believe what she was hearing. Smiling, she took Quinn into a big hug. "Thank you," she whispered into Quinn's ear.

Quinn returned the hug. "Don't break her heart Rachel."

"You have my word on that."

Santana could tell Brittany was still staring at her and was not ready for the conversation she knew the blonde girl wanted to have. "Hey Little Di, want to get out of here?"

Rachel had never left school early before, but nothing sounded better. "Yes, please." She turned to her teacher. "Mr. Schue, would you be terribly disappointed if Santana and I were to leave early?"

"Not at all, go girls. I think Glee's pretty much over for today."

"I'm excited to see your house Santana, and meet your parents," Rachel said once they were finally settled in Santana's car and leaving school.

Santana took her eyes away from the road for a second to glance at the little diva. "Whoa, Little Di, I don't think meeting my parents is a good idea yet. It's one thing for our friends to know and I'm sure the whole school will know by tomorrow, but my parents, that's not going to happen anytime soon."

"Why not Santana? Won't they be supportive of you, I mean, you are their daughter. I know my dads will be so excited when I tell them."

Santana smiled at the overly optimistic girl. "If only life were that easy. Let's just say that being gay in my family is not ok, my parents are very religious. Well, we're here," Santana said as she pulled into her driveway.

Rachel stared at the large house in front of her. She didn't know why she had always thought that Santana had lived on the wrong side of town, when she actually lived only a few blocks from her. "What do your parents do again?"

"My dad's a plastic surgeon and my mom is his assistant basically. They are hardly ever home at the same time. My dad is always flying places to perform special surgeries. The only good thing is, we'll have the house all to ourselves," Santana winked at Rachel as she got out of the car.

Rachel could feel herself blushing at the remark.

"Are you hungry Little Di, want anything? I have fruit. I don't really know what vegans eat."

Rachel smiled. "That's very kind of you, but I'm not hungry." Rachel followed Santana into the living room and sat on the couch next to Santana. "You have a lovely house."

"Yeah, my parents feel bad they're never around so they buy things to make up for it."

Rachel crossed her legs and turned to face Santana. "Thank you for singing to me today, I know that couldn't have been easy."

Santana took her eyes off the large tv and turned to face Rachel. "I knew I screwed up really bad last night when I couldn't tell you how much I liked you. I needed to do something really special to show you how I truly felt."

"It was so special, because I know it took a lot of courage for you. I do have a question though. What exactly did Brittany mean when she said you would be together? Were you guys more than friends?"

Santana sighed. This was a conversation she didn't really feel like having with Brittany or Rachel. "I'm going to be honest with you because if we're going to date, I don't want there to be any secrets between us." Santana took a deep breath. "I've never talked to anyone about this before. Yes, there was something more between Brittany and I, but that was last year," Santana said quickly before Rachel could get upset. "I was too scared to even think that I might be gay last year. I knew it in the back of my mind because when I was with Brittany it was the only time I had ever really felt something. I couldn't bring myself to admit that I had any type of feelings for her, so eventually she moved on and found Artie. I decided the only way to not get my heart broken was to not give in to any of my true feelings. That was, until I began to have them for you."

"Brittany seemed upset, do you think she'll be ok?"

"I think she'll be fine, I just need to talk to her. What about Finn? What was that?"

"I have no idea what Finn's problem is. I'll talk to him tomorrow. His behavior was completely unnecessary. So," Rachel smiled at Santana. "when did you first realize you had feelings for me?"

"I've always thought you were kinda hot Little Di. I mean once you get past your ridiculous outfits, which I am helping you change, by the way. Then the first time I actually paid attention and listened to you sing, it moved me in a way I never felt before. The only reason I continued to be so awful towards you was because I was scared to admit my feelings."

"You really think I'm hot? I mean, I know I'm not pretty like Quinn or Brittany. It means a lot to me that you'd say that."

Santana leaned close to Rachel, gently brushing her lips with hers. "You really are that hot."

Rachel closed her eyes, enjoying how that kiss made her feel. It was so unreal from anything she had ever felt.

"So, when did you first start having feelings for me?"

"Santana, you're one of the hottest girls in school. Anyone with half a brain knows that. I've always thought you were extremely pretty. I must admit that when I offered to help you with your Valerie solo, it wasn't just to help you. I wanted to spend more time with you. I always knew that there was more to you then the head bitch in charge. I sort of made it my goal to help you come out and come to terms with yourself. I guess in helping you, I realized that I had much stronger feelings for you than I had anticipated."

"I'm really happy you saw more to me than just a bitchy cheerleader. I don't want to be so sad and angry all the time, I really had no other idea how to deal with all these feelings I've kept hidden for so long."

"I know Santana. I'm really happy with how things are going. I do feel bad you quit the Cheerios."

"Don't be. You were right, it was just something for me to hide behind. Besides, Coach is going to kill someone one of these days. She's crazy. Now I'll have more time to do other things."

"Like?"

"You," Santana said, winking at Rachel.

Rachel laughed. "You're crazy!"

"For you," Santana flirted right back. When did I get this mushy? Santana asked herself. She decided she didn't care, she was truly happy for the first time. "So, Little Di. Want to make this official? Will you be my girlfriend?"

Rachel squealed and pulled Santana into a big hug. "I thought you'd never ask. I'd love nothing more than to be with you Santana."