Three years earlier from present

It was another year at the girls cheerleading camp and they had turned 13. They were all slowly growing up and becoming little adults. Santana and Quinn still had their little love affair out on the lake in the middle of the night but at least now they didn't have to hide it from Brittany though one day they were careless.

It was dinner time and Brittany headed off to the hall. Quinn begins walking after her when Santana pulls her back. She gently pushes Quinn against a big tree on the lakes edge and the girls begin making out. As the girls kisses begin getting more and more heated and Santana's hands are under Quinn's shirt resting on her waist they hear a gasp. Quinn opens her eyes and sees a girl who she recognizes as Crystal Gordon. The blonde pulls back and pushes Santana's hands out from her shirt. Santana turns around and sees Crystal running off to the hall.

"Shit" Quinn whispers fixing her hair and clothes while wiping her mouth

"Don't worry about it" Santana says trying to get back to business but Quinn won't have it

"S, stop"

"Quinn, don't worry about her" Santana says but it's too late. Quinn is walking off to the hall. The Latino rolls her eyes and follows suite.

As Santana walks up behind Quinn she notices the blonde frozen. She moves next to her and sees why. Everyone is staring at them… their beady eyes looking back and forth between the blonde and brunette. Then it happens. The hall erupts in laughter with all the other girls pointing and laughing and calling out names that Quinn doesn't want to hear. Brittany is the only one in the whole hall besides Santana and Quinn who aren't laughing. Quinn runs off crying and heads to the cabin as Santana runs after her. Quinn flies the door open and slams it behind her jumping onto her bed and crying her eyes out. Santana slowly enters and makes her way over to the blonde. She sits on the edge and tries comforting Quinn by rubbing her shoulder

"Santana, don't" the blonde says stern

"Quinn it's ok. Don't worry about them" that just seems to enrage Quinn more

"It's ok for you because you don't give a shit what people think about you. Well I do Santana. I care. Now I am going to be the laughing stock of the camp. Maybe even the state" the blonde says staring at the Latino.

"Quinn you're over reacting" Santana says with a slight huff. With that Quinn turns over turning her back to Santana

"Leave me alone" Quinn whispers as she burrows her head under the pillow. Santana hesitates for a moment before walking to her own bed and going to sleep.

The next day is worse. Quinn is glad camp is over tomorrow and she leaves the cabin before Santana wakes up. As she heads into the hall she is surrounded by name calling and laughter. She tries hard not to cry but she manages a couple tears trickling down her cheek. She leaves the hall and as she walks around the camp a group of girls walk up to her and back her into a corner. She notices one is Crystal… the girl who caught them last night.

"Hey dyke" Crystal says. Quinn shivers at the name.

"I'm not a dyke" Quinn defends as the three girls laugh

"She just came up and surprised me. I didn't have a chance to stop it" Quinn tries pleading "Santana is a lesbian. Not me"

The other girls look at each other before turning their gaze back to Quinn

"I always knew was a dyke" Crystal says as the others giggle and shook their head. It hurt Quinn hearing them talk about Santana like that but she didn't have any other choice. She cared about what people thought, she didn't want to be in the firing line of bullies.

"Just a warning Barbie. I don't like dykes and if I find out you are one I will make your life a living hell" Crystal threatens. She is right up in Quinn's face at this moment.

"Back off" a voice says. The four girls look and Quinn's heart sinks… its Santana.

"Oh look who we have here. Its Jenny from the lezzy block" one says. Santana furrows her eyes at the girl

"Excuse me?" she says.

"You heard her carpet muncher" Crystal calls out. She turns and looks at her two friends "Don't get too close, you may get aids" she says smiling as her two friends giggle. Santana looks at Quinn for a little back up but the blonde is just standing there, staring at the ground.

"Don't be looking at her either predator. She doesn't want your dyke genes anywhere near her" Crystal says almost hissing. Santana has heard and seen enough. She lunges for the girl and punches her right in the face. Crystal falls down but grabs Santana and pulls her down with her.

The girls wrestle on the floor and Santana can hear Crystal's friends egging their friend on. Santana is straddling Crystal and trying to punch or claw her face but Crystal keeps blocking it. Others notice and form a circle around the two. Teachers are finally summoned and break through the circle. Just as one pulls Santana up Crystal throws her fist and it makes contact with Santana's nose. The Latino instantly puts her hand against the pain removes it looking down. There is blood dripping from her nose. She looks at Quinn who is crying and Santana just shakes her head as she pushes past the crowd and walks off.

Quinn is crying uncontrollably as she races after Santana to the cabin. She opens the door and heads to the bathroom where she hears the water running. She stands in the door way and her cries get worse as she sees Santana in the mirror with blood from her nose all over the sink and scratch marks on her face.

"Santana, I'm so sorry" she manages to say through her cries. The Latino looks up and turns around. She stares at Quinn with tear filled eyes. She walks over to her and slowly closes the door in the blonde's face. Quinn breaks down and falls to her knees. Her eyes and stomach are in agony from the crying but it doesn't compare to how her heart feels.

She manages to get up and runs to the lake. She grabs the little boat and paddles out to the middle. She stays there for hours before finally paddling back to shore. As she heads back into the cabin she finds Brittany sitting on Santana's bed crying.

"Britt what's the matter?" Quinn asks walking over and sitting beside her. She notices Santana's belongings are gone.

"Where is Santana's stuff?" she asks

"They made her go home early" Brittany says through sobs "Did you see her face? It was horrible"

Quinn scoots over closer and holds Brittany in her arms 'Yes I did... and it was my entire fault' Quinn thinks to herself.

Four days after camp finished

Santana is lying on her bed watching TV. Her nose feels much better but that could be thanks to the pain killer. As she flips through channels her mom walks in

"Mail for you honey" she says.

"Who's it from?" Santana asks 'I never get mail' she thinks. Her mom shrugs her shoulders and walks out closing the door.

Santana stares at it, looking over the envelope and then finally figuring out that it was Quinn's handwriting on the front. She hadn't talked to Quinn since camp. Brittany called her everyday though and they had seen each other since Brittany came back.

She opened it

To Santana,

I hope you are feeling better and got home ok. I miss you so much but I know you probably hate me right now and I don't blame you. Crystal didn't get sent home which was unfair I think. She didn't bully me anymore though so I guess one good thing came out of it. I am so sorry for what happened. I am sorry I lied to those girls but I didn't have a choice. I'm not like you S. I really do care what people think about me. Seeing you in the bathroom all broken and bruised felt like someone ripped out my heart. It hurt so much to see you like that and all because of me. But I am writing you this letter to tell you that what happened between us at camp can't happen again. I can't handle the laughter, bullying and name calling. So from now on I am going to be Quinn Fabray the straight blonde girl from Lima. I know it will be hard but I promise myself that I will bury these feelings way down and no matter what I will not allow them to resurface.
I really hope we can get past this though and still be friends. I can't not have you in my life. You are still my best friend and always will be. I love you Santana. That will never change.

Love Q.

Santana is in tears as she folds the letter back up and puts it back in the envelope. She places it between her mattresses and gets out her note book.

To Quinn,

We can still be friends on a couple of conditions. That we never talk about this again. We never mention us and that when we go back to school we act like there never was an us to begin with.

From S.

Santana puts her letter in an envelope and writes Quinn's address on the front. She makes her way down stairs and asks her mom to mail this when she goes out.