Sorry about this chapter being a bit delayed, I some how managed to delete it yesterday :s. Enjoy.

A week. A whole fucking week. That's how long I was suspended for. For something I didn't even do. Sure, I'd be cool with a weeks suspension if I'd done it, even happy because that's pretty much just a slap on the wrist. But when it was for something Lopez set me up for... It made my blood boil. I'd wanted to tell Brittany, but I knew I had no proof at all. San would deny the whole thing, and I'd be back at square one, but I'd also be a liar as well as a cheater.

I just knew she was trying to be all over Britt right now. Being sickly sweet, batting her eyelashes, leaning too close while they danced at glee and Cheerios.

I felt my pencil snap in my hand. I'd been trying to do this one work sheet for about 2 hours, but all I could think about was how I just wanted to... No. No more violence. I'd find another way to get back at her for this.

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Eliza was out of school for a week. I had a week to spend with Britt without her. So far, that hadn't been going so well.

It's been four days since I sang with Brittany. Four days of absolute torture. She avoided anytime we might be alone together. After glee, or after Cheerios. She always made sure she was around someone else when ever I saw her. I didn't know what else I could do?

I was in the bathrooms, re-doing my make-up after Cheerios practise, when Quinn came in. I gave her a glance and a smile, but went back to the task at hand. She stood behind me, looking at me in the mirror.

"I saw what you did in glee." I didn't miss a beat. Didn't stop what I was doing.

"And what did I do in glee?"

"I saw you put that answer sheet in Eliza's bag." I sighed, closed my eye-shadow and turned to face her.

"And want, you're gonna go run to the principal? Get your goody two shoes cred back?"

"I'm not going to tell anyone. I wanted to let you know it was a good idea in theory, but you're an idiot if you thought it was gonna work." Wait, what?

"What did you just call me Fabray?"

"You losing your hearing as well as your touch? I called you an idiot, Santana, a big stupid idiot." Oh, now shit was gonna get real.

"You think these little stunts are gonna get Britt back? Really? Punching on in the hallway, getting Eliza suspended, taking all of Britt's time so she can't see her? Do you even know Brittany?" I crossed my arms defensively. Of course I know Britt Britt. We've all been friends since freshman year, when we all started Cheerios together.

"Maybe you should stop focusing so much on getting rid of Eliza, and actually focus on what Brittany's feeling?"

"I tried that, I sang with her the other day after glee. She still just walked out in me."

"It's all good and well saying, or singing, those things, you need to show her. You need to prove what your saying. Let your walls down. Show her everything you feel for her." I looked away from her, knowing what she said was right.

But I couldn't just put everything on the line, could I? I'd tried that last year, tried to be more open, and Britt had thrown it back at me, staying with Artie.

"I.. I don't know if I can do that." She pulled me into a hug. I know Quinn and I are mostly fenemies, but sometimes we let each other in. We probably know each other better than anyone at this school. Besides Britt.

"Well, you'd better work out how to soon Santana, this little show isn't gonna be able to last for to much longer."

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I hated coming to school this week. I just felt lost. Eli wasn't here, and it felt strange, I'd kinda fell into a pretty comfortable school routine with her. It was strange not having her meet me at my locker, and listen to the progress Lord T was making with his gambling addiction. He was already up to step 7 of his 12 step program, I was so proud. Sure, we'd seen each other. She'd come over last night after Cheerios, and watched a movie, but it just wasn't the same as seeing her everyday.

And then there was Santana. I just... I didn't know what she doing. After singing with her, it just made everything a million times more complicated. I couldn't just believe everything she said. She hadn't done anything to make me think what she was saying was real. Last time she told me she loved me, and I'd said it back, she went off and ignored me all summer. How could I trust what she was saying? That it wouldn't just end up the same?

Kurt told me I'd work it out, but it was only getting harder. I tried making a list of things about both Eliza and San that made me feel good during history, but then right as I finished colouring in all the borders the bell rang. I couldn't open my history book until Monday when I had history again, I'd have to wait all weekend.

I had no one to talk to about this. Kurt and Rachel were my competition for senior class president, Quinn was too close to San, Puck and Finn were, well, Puck and Finn, Lord T had his own problems to deal with, Artie was my ex, so that would just be weird. Maybe Blaine? I didn't really know him, and his hair made me feel uncomfortable, but he seemed nice.

I saw him in the library, without Kurt, so this was perfect. I walked up to where he sat, and took the chair next to him.

"Blaine, I need to speak to you." He looked up from his book.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Should I date Santana or Eliza?" His eyes went wide and he opened his mouth. I think it's called 'shock'. I don't know why he would be shocked though, I'm pretty sure there was no lightning around. Unless his hair was attracting it...

"Umm, wow, Brittany, that's.. not really something that I can decide for yo..."

"Because I'm already dating Eliza, and she's really good to me. Except for her cheating on the maths test. That wasn't cool." I thought about Eliza being suspended. I still didn't understand why she did it. She said the answer sheet wasn't hers, but couldn't explain why it was in her bag. When I suggested hobbits to Mr. Schue he just looked at me confused. I was confused too, why would the hobbit target Eliza?

"But, I still have all these feeling for Santana. She's the first person I loved. Well, besides that alien at cheer camp. But she treated me really bad over the summer. I don't know if I can just forgive her for that, you know?" Blaine let out a long breath.

"Well, it seems like you have a lot of things you have to consider."

"Is that like a comforter?" Why would be be talking about bedding?

"No, it means you have a lot of things to think about." 'Tell me about it.'

"Tell me about it. And there are all the other feelings I have for Santana. Like, sex feelings-"

"Britt, I don't feel really comfortable talking about your sex life."

"I just get this tingle when I think about her. You know, down there."

"Britt-"

"But then, Eliza is so good too. There's this thing she does with her tongue, she tried to show me, you kinda have to-"

"Britt!" Blaine had his eyes closed. I stopped talking and her opened them to look at me. Some other people in the library looked at Blaine too. Doesn't he know you're supposed to be quiet in here?

"That was WAY to much information. I can try help you talk though some of your feelings, but no more mention of anything that involved nakedness."

"Oh, San and I kept most of our clothes on." He put his hand on his brow, creasing it together.

"NOTHING to do with sex!"