Santana P.O.V.

"Well, do you want to go somewhere later? Just hang out or something", Sam says with a grin.

Rachel smiles her beautiful smile, "Sure."

Sam smiles back, and they trade numbers. Jealously panged through my body, and I felt the urge to pop up from behind the wall and scream at Rachel. I wanted to hit Sam for thinking it is okay to hit on my girl. But she isn't my girl.

I was taken out of my own thoughts when I heard someone clear their voice beside me. I turn around and let out a small grown.

"What, Brittany? I don't need another lecture", I sneer.

"Damn, San. I was just trying to get to my locker. Everything isn't about you all the time."

I'll admit I was taken aback by the sudden hatred in Brittany's voice.

"What's the problem, Britt", I ask nonchalantly.

"Seriously? You cheat on Rachel, and you are still pulling the poor me bullshit. You cheated, Santana, not Rachel. Worst part is, your best excuse for cheating is the fact that Rachel wanted everyone to know you were her girlfriend. Gosh, that doesn't sound like a bad thing, it sounds like she was damn proud to be with you. So, pull your head out of your ass and figure out how to fix this. Because I heard Sam is taking her on a date, and Finn says he likes her."

Brittany turned around without letting me say a single word. Everything she said made sense. But the only thing that stuck was the fact Sam likes Rachel, and he is taking her out tonight. That pang of jealously was back, and this time I can't stop it from rearing its ugly head.

Rachel P.O.V.

I would be lying if I said I didn't have a small crush on Sam when he first started going here. But Santana came into the picture, and I had forgotten all about him. When he asked me out, I felt sort of alive. I know that is odd to say, considering I just got cheated on by someone I could see a future with. Maybe things with Santana were never a good idea. We were too different, and we always will be.

I grabbed my lunch, and I sat next to Kurt at the table.

"Hey, how are things going", Kurt asked without looking up from his salad.

"Hm, could be better I suppose."

"I heard Sam asked you out."

I laugh, "He did."

Kurt finally lifts his head to look at me, and he looks sad.

"Rach, I know what Santana did was wrong on so many different levels, but you can't go out with another person when you know you still like her. I know you guys hadn't been a thing for long, but I saw the way you looked at her. It was love, whether you want to believe it or not."

He breathes heavily and looks down, "Love is love, whether you want to feel it or not."

I stare at him, my heart pounding in my chest. Love? That four letter word sounds funny in my head when I say it. I hadn't told anyone I loved them since Finn, and I planned to keep it that way till I truly meant it. Did I love Santana? I don't know, I never really thought about it. Plus, love isn't about wondering if those feelings are there, you just feel them. It's a way the person your with says something, or maybe even what they do for you. Love is what I felt for Finn, and what I might still feel for him. I doubt I love Santana, and I don't think I'll ever be able to. Cheating is cheating, whether you meant to do it or not.

Finn P.O.V.

All day, the news of Sam asking Rachel on a date has been going around the school. Am I jealous? Of course, but I can't stop her from moving on. Rachel already has moved on, she's trying to get over Santana. Maybe that's good, but the fact is I want her back. I miss the way she'd walk up to me, and she'd always make me feel better. Her smile was sweet and beautiful. She has a heart of gold, and I managed to mess that up. I don't know why I ever thought Quinn was better than Rachel. Maybe it was the fact Quinn was my first love. But all I know now, is that I want Rachel to be my last.

Santana P.O.V.

The quick endings of conversations followed by stares were all I noticed today. Word had gotten around that Sam and Rachel were going on a date, and the jealousy was too much for me to bear. Brittany was right, I screwed up. I know I have to find a way to make it up to Rachel, but I have no idea how to. I cheated. Not only did I cheat, I cheated with Quinn.

Speak of the devil, Quinn was standing at my locker. Her hands in her pockets, and her head was down.

"Can I help you", I asked nicely.

She let out a sigh, "I'm sorry, you know? I didn't mean for things to go down like this. I was just angry with Rachel for no reason. You two were together, and I should have realized she didn't want Finn. When I saw that you were drunk, I knew you'd be willing to sleep with me. Rachel is great and so are you. I know none of this will change how she feels, but I just hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

I look down, and I ponder every word she said. Quinn seems sincere. I know how bad it hurt her when Finn broke up with her. She really loved him, and he loves Rachel.

"No need for apologies", that's all I could let out at the moment. I still had to do everything in my power to get Rachel back. Being near Quinn wasn't going to help my case.

Three people could possibly like Rachel, who will she pick?