Today was the day the leprechaun arrived. I wasn't sure what to expect but I just hoped he turned to be like the one on the Lucky Charms box and not the one in that Jennifer Aniston movie.

"What time is this troll getting here?" Santana asked.

While my parents and sister were on their way to the airport to pick him up, Santana and I were in my room making out. In my bed, with me on top and kissing Santana's neck.

"I'd say in like two hours," I mumbled against her neck, "They were going to take him out to an American lunch after." I licked her neck then started sucking on that one spot that always made Santana make this really deep, throaty moan. It was so hot. "We have plenty of time."

"Mmmmm." Santana moved her head, searching for my lips. "Two hours, huh?" She didn't let me answer and kissed me, her tongue quickly inside my mouth. She had the most amazing tongue.

As soon as my parents and sister had left, Santana and I had stripped down to our underwear and T-shirts and cuddled. It was my idea. I loved rubbing our bare legs together. "How many times can I make you cum in two hours?" I smiled against her lips.

She laughed and wrapped her legs around my waist. "Umm…none."

"None?" I laughed, "Really?" I could feel how wet she was already so I knew she was totally playing around. I placed my hand on her stomach, right above the hem of her black panties and wiggled my eyebrows. I slid my hand down, under her panties and sighed when I felt my fingers slide between her wet, hot folds, then inside her.

"Britt…" she sighed. She threw her head back and her closed her eyes.

I started to go in and out of her slow at first and then picked up my pace, watching Santana's face change every time I moved. "I love watching you." She couldn't form any words and I knew it wouldn't take long now. Sometimes I didn't have to touch her for long before she came and it looked like today was one of those times. I circled her clit with my thumb the way she liked it and less than a minute later, she arched her back and came. I kept my fingers inside her until she recovered. "Another quick one, huh?" I teased.

She laughed. "Shut up. I've been worked up all day thanks to you."

"What did I do?"

"You've been super sexy all day."

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "You're just a big horn dog."

"That too." She smiled and gave me a kiss. "Now, how about you flip us over so I can stick my tongue inside your pussy."

I closed my eyes and moaned. I really loved when she said that word, it was like my sex switch got turned all the way up in an instant. I really wanted to do what she said but before we had started making out, we had been talking about how she was going to come out to Quinn. "OK, but I was just thinking about Quinn."

"Excuse me?" She looked kinda mad. "Were you thinking about Quinn when you were inside me?"

"Eww no," I said, shaking my head, "Before we got carried away, you said you were going to tell her soon and I wanted to ask, how soon?"

"Tomorrow," she said, "I gave myself a deadline so I wouldn't drag my feet."

I leaned down and kissed her. "Good. After Quinn, I was wondering if it would be OK to tell my parents."

"Your parents?"

"I think they know," I said, "My mom asked me if we were going on a date when we went to Breadstix and that it would be cool if it was a date. And my dad, he asked me what letter you were. And I hate lying to them."

I thought she'd freak out but she just nodded, which really surprised me. "OK. I was actually thinking that maybe it would be better if I told my mom and your parents at the same time."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I love you Brittany and I want my mom and your parents to know that," she said, smiling, "It's really scary thinking about telling them but I have to do it. Gotta cross things off my bucket list."

"I'm so proud of you." I kissed her and let myself melt against her. Everything was going to be OK. Once she told her mom, everything else would be easier. At least I hoped. I got so lost in Santana's kiss I got caught by surprise when she flipped us over, her on top.

"I'm supposed to have my tongue inside your…pussy," she said and I groaned. I swear her saying that word would kill me one day.

"I get really turned on when you say…."

"Pussy?" She sat up between my legs and took off my panda underwear then spread my legs open really wide. "I know you do, Britt." She bit her lip and parted me with her thumbs. "That's why I keep saying it." She massaged me for a bit and I felt tingles all over my body. "Your pussy is perfect." I was breathing fast and loud and when she put both of her thumbs inside me I gasped.

She took her thumbs out of me then immediately replaced them with her mouth and I just let go and lost myself in Santana. As much as Santana loved going down on me, I loved it just as much when she did. The feeling of her lips and tongue exploring me, the sounds of her moans and the slurpy sound she made as she drank me, were like heaven. I wasn't sure how long she was down there cause I lost track of time and before I knew it all those orgasm fireworks went off.

I finally got my senses back and opened my eyes to see Santana hovering over me with a smirk. "Looks like you had a quick one too."

"No way," I breathed, "That was like an hour long orgasm."

She gave me a soft kiss. "Nope. You came just as quickly as I did. You're a horn dog today, just like me."

"Just two horn dogs in love." I laughed and Santana laughed with me.

###

It turned out the leprechaun wasn't a leprechaun. He was just some skinny, pale guy who didn't know how to talk. I wondered if his tongue was to big for his mouth or something because he pronounced everything so weird. I was so disappointed. Santana didn't like the guy at all and said that he looked at me weird. I just hoped he didn't put a curse on me or something.

He was nice enough, but he wasn't nice enough to bring me any Lucky Charms. Yeah, I already couldn't wait for him to go back to, uh, wherever he came from.

Anyway, I had more important things to think about. Just like she said, Santana called Quinn over to her house so she could tell Quinn she was a lesbian. Right now, Quinn was sitting on Santana's couch waiting for Santana to start talking. I sat in the lounge chair to the right of he couch and watched Quinn as she waited. And waited. Santana was pacing in front of her taking deep breaths.

"OK, you're making me dizzy," Quinn said, sounding a little annoyed, "For the last 10 minutes you've been pacing back and forth so unless you called me her to judge your strut, you need to start talking."

Santana took another deep breath and stood in front of Quinn. "OK. We called you here because we…I mean I, have something to say."

"Listen, if this is about some sort of threesome request, forget it." Quinn shook her head and crossed her arms. "I love you guys but not that much."

"No, you idiot," Santana scoffed, "That's not it."

"You couldn't handle us, Quinn," I said.

Quinn just rolled her eyes. "What is it then?"

"OK!" Santana clapped her hands. "OK, I'm just going to say it. Imalesbian."

"What?"

"I'm a lesbian," Santana said more slowly, "And Brittany's my girlfriend."

I turned to Quinn and she just pressed her lips and nodded. "Well…that's unexpected."

I watched Quinn closely and I couldn't tell how she took the news. She was just so…Quinn. Her resting bitch face made it hard to tell what she was really thinking.

Santana stood up straighter. "I'm a lesbian," she repeated, "Brittany and I are in love. And I figured since you're our best friend, you should know."

"Hmm."

"Do you have a problem with this?" Santana set her jaw and crossed her arms. She wanted to appear tough but I knew that she was worried Quinn would not accept her.

I was glad when I saw Quinn smile then laugh softly and uncross her arm. "Are you kidding? I can't believe you finally said it out loud. I was sure you'd go to your grave pretending to be straight."

I covered my mouth so Santana wouldn't see me smile. I looked at my girlfriend and she had the most adorable confused look on her face.

"Wha…what?" she asked, her whole body relaxing.

"I know. Or had a strong suspicion," Quinn said, "And I don't have a problem with it, quite the opposite. I'm glad you're out and maybe now you won't be such a bitch all the time."

Santana shook her head. "No. No way you knew."

Quinn kept on smiling. "I know you better than you think. Besides, I can't even count the number of times I caught you with your tongue down Brittany's mouth."

OK, that made me really laugh.

"What!? When?" Santana looked like she still couldn't believe that Quinn knew.

"Oh, let's see…" Quinn tapped her chin with her finger. "A few times when we had those Cheerio sleepovers, the parking lot of Breadstix, that Cheer camp Sue sent us to, that summer party at…"

Santana put her hand up and waved it around. "OK, OK, stop. I get it. But, like, why didn't you say anything?"

Quinn just shrugged. "What you guys do, is what you do. Not my business. At first I figured you guys were just messing around, but when it kept happening, I figured something was different."

I had the biggest smile on my face knowing that Quinn was more than OK with the news. I got up and went over to Santana and put my arm around her shoulders. "Totally different. And now you're the second person to know about us." I turned to Santana and kissed her temple.

"Second?" Quinn stood up, crossing her arms again. "I'm second? Who else did you tell? Was it Rachel?"

"No way," Santana said, "She's the last person I'm going to tell."

"Santana, be nice," I said.

"Fine," she said softly, "It was my cousin."

"See," Quinn smirked, "Already less of a bitch."

Santana raised her hand and flipped Quinn off making her laugh.

###

Two weeks later and we still hadn't told my parents and Santana's mom we were a couple. I don't know what happened. It's like I blinked and time sped up. We couldn't find a time where all the adults were free, then the rehearsals for the musical started and we got super busy.

Rehearsals were fun but a little boring. Well, for me they were since I was playing a small white people part. I didn't have to rehearse as much as Santana and usually, I just ended up sitting in the auditorium watching her.

Grand opening night of the play was packed. Sold out crowd. I got my parents and sister tickets and I even got one for Eva. I hadn't hung out with her as much, not since the day I sort of broke up with her and I kinda missed her. I didn't miss the kissing, just my friend. So, when I asked her to come, I was really happy when she said yes. Santana, however, was not happy I invited her.

After my part was done, I ran backstage to change. When the play was officially over, I went down to the audience to talk to my family and Eva. I scanned the room and didn't see Santana's mom but then I remembered Santana had told her to just head backstage.

"You were so good, Brittany!" My mom clapped her hands and hugged me. "You're a natural actress."

"Thanks mom," I laughed.

"Everyone else sucked," my dad said, "Seriously, that was some of the worst acting I've ever seen. Do they give awards to these? I'm sure you're a lock for an Oscar."

I let go of my mom and hugged my dad. He always said I was the best at everything and I loved him for it even though he was wrong most of the time.

"You were so good Britt." My sister hugged me next and I realized I hadn't spent as much time with her as should have. I wasn't being a good big sister.

"Thanks, munchkin," I said, "Hey, how about this weekend we have a sister day?"

"OK!" She nodded and had the biggest smile on her face.

I let her go and that's when I saw Eva standing there. "I'm really glad you came," I told her.

She smiled and gave me a hug. "You were really good, Brittany."

"Thanks," I said and let her go.

"OK, honey," my mom said, "It's past nine and time your sister got to bed. Do you need a ride home?"

"No, I'm good," I said, "I'll catch a ride."

"I can give you a ride if you want," Eva offered.

My mom nodded, "Good. Now, come on Pierce, let's go before you forgot were you parked."

My dad scratched his head. "I drove?"

As they were leaving, my mom turned back. "Don't forget Rory!"

Oh, yeah, the non-leprechaun who had somehow got a part in the play too. At least he did't have any lines. Imagine the disaster!

Once my family left, Eva and I got to talking again.

"Long time, no see," she said, sadly.

"Yeah. I'm sorry," I said, "I feel like it's my fault."

"It's not!" She shook her head. "It is, what it is. We just got busy and actually I think it was good to have some time off from each other. But, I do miss you Brittany."

"Me too," I smiled, "I miss my friend."

"I miss my friend too," she smiled.

"So can we start hanging out again?" I asked, "Like normal friends?"

She let out a laugh and nodded. "Yes, like normal friends."

"Awesome!" I was so glad things with Eva still felt normal. I was afraid after breaking things off and not seeing her for a while that we'd be like strangers. "I think the cast is going out to celebrate. Wanna come?"

"I'd love to!"

"Love to what?" I turned around and saw Santana, now wearing jeans and a blue shirt, coming towards us.

"Hey Santana," I said, "Look who came!"

"Hi Santana," Eva greeted with a smile, "You were great in the play."

"You're a long way from home, Demon Eyes," Santana said, ignoring the compliment. She stood next to me and I could tell she really wanted to hold my hand or touch me to show Eva to stay away. I just shook my head.

I was glad when Eva just smiled "It's nice to see you too Santana."

"Sure it is," Santana said in her best sarcastic voice, "Well, now that you've seen the play, I guess you'll be going back to your side of the highway?"

Eva got a weird look on her face and it reminded me a bit of some of the looks Quinn would give us when she saw us together.

"Actually, Brittany just invited me out to hang out with the cast," Eva said, "I haven't seen my friends in a while and I missed them. Especially Brittany."

Uh oh. I turned to Santana and she had that vein in her neck pop out and I knew that was trouble. "She's been busy," Santana said, crossing her arms.

Eva almost smiled but she bit her lip. "Actually," she went on, "I also wanted to ask Brittany if she would go out with me."

I turned to Eva so fast I think I pulled a neck muscle. "What?"

"Stay in your lane, Evil," Santana said and it sounded like she growled. Like, actually growled like Lord Tubbington does when I take his candy away.

"I wasn't aware I was in anyone's lane." Eva really did smile this time and tilted her head.

I snapped out of my shockness, that's a word I think, and grabbed Eva's arm. "Can I talk to you outside?" I didn't give her a chance to answer before I pulled her and dragged her outside. When we finally made it to the auditorium steps, I let her go. "What are you doing? We broke up or whatever and I told you I wanted to be normal friends!"

"Relax," Eva said, "I know and I want to be normal friends too but I wanted to check something. And I was right."

I was so confused. "I'm so confused."

"Santana has never liked me even though I've tried really hard to be nice to her. I never understood why, but now I do. It's you."

"Me?"

Eva laughed a little and shrugged her shoulders. "She likes you. And the whole reason she hates me is because we used to make out. My gaydar went off when I was around her but I just ignored it, but now I finally have confirmation."

I started to breath faster and shook my head. "No..she's…"

"She's gay," Eva said, "But looks like she's so deep in the closet it'll take a rope and crane to pull her out."

Oh no. No. No. No. I wanted to tell her she was wrong and that Santana wasn't gay, but I just sucked at lying. "Please don't say anything," I whispered, "She's…she's trying to tell people but not yet. Just, don't."

"Whoa, Britt." Eva put her hand on my shoulders. "Don't worry, I would never out someone. And, even though she hates me, I like her and I'd never do that."

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I trusted Eva, I did, but having her know made me nervous because if Santana found out Eva knew, I was't sure what she'd do. "OK. OK."

Eva smiled and grabbed my arm. "Come on. Let's go celebrate with everyone."

She wouldn't say anything. She wouldn't.

####

We all ended up going out for pizza then to the arcade. Santana glared at Eva the whole time and I just tried to keep the peace. Like Eva said, she didn't say anything and it was like nothing had happened. We all stayed out pretty late and I was a little worried Rory would turn into a pumpkin at midnight so I asked Finn to drive him home at 10.

After the arcade, Sam, Artie, Tina, Eva and Sugar all went out to see some old comic movie that had a midnight showing and everyone else decided to go home. I knew Santana really wanted to go to the movie but she declined when they asked her. Part of it was because Eva was going but another part was that she didn't want everyone knowing her other secret. She was a big sci-fi and comic nerd.

On the drive home, Santana was pretty quiet and when she parked in front of my house, she still didn't say anything.

"If you want, we can go see that movie tomorrow," I said.

She turned off the car and smiled. "That'd be cool."

"Is that why you've been quiet? We could have gone with them."

Santana shook her head and unbuckled her seatbelt to turn to look at me. "Did Eva really ask you out?"

I turned to her, also unbuckling my seatbelt. "No."

"Then why'd did she say that? I mean, you broke up with her ages ago. Right?"

"Yes! Santana, I'm not cheating on you."

"I know, I know," she sighed, "I trust you. I don't trust her, though."

Since we were around all of your friends, I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to Santana about what happened and I was a little glad about that. Santana was more secure in herself but I was still afraid something would set her back in her progress. No matter how small.

"She…she wanted to check something." Santana just looked confused so I went on. "She said that she finally knew why you hate her so much and that it was because of me. Because you like me."

Santana's eyes went a little wide and she suddenly took in a few short breaths. "What, umm, what did she say?"

OK, here we go. I was just going to say it. "She knows you're a lesbian. She said her gay radar was right but that you're in the closet."

Santana pressed her lips in a thin line and started shaking her head. "Am I just kidding myself that my being a lesbian is even a secret? First Quinn, now Eva."

I reached for her hand and brought it up to my lips and kissed it. "Honey, no. Quinn is our best friend and, like she said, she caught us making out a bunch of times. And Eva…Eva is like me, bisexual, so she probably has expert gay radar powers that picks up on that. Did Holly know before you told her?" She shook her head. "See. And besides, until you officially come out to everyone, people aren't going to know for sure."

Santana didn't say anything for a long while and looked like she was just thinking everything over. Finally, she looked up and leaned across the counsel and kissed me. "I need to come out to my mom. Soon. She's just been so busy with work it's stressing her out and I don't want to add this to the list. But I really want to."

"I know, but Santana, there's never going to be a right time. I mean, you were supposed to tell her weeks ago so I could tell my parents you're my girlfriend. You just have to do it."

She kissed me again before answering. "You're right. I just have to do it before she finds out from someone else. Like, what if Eva somehow tells her."

"She wouldn't. Eva would never out you like that. She won't"

"if you trust her, I believe you," she said.

I trusted Eva. She wouldn't do that. She wouldn't.

###

Halloween came and went and Santana hadn't told anyone else besides Quinn. She told me that being around Quinn was great because she didn't feel like she was lying. So I was kinda surprised that didn't make her want to tell more people. I didn't want to push her but at the same time, it felt like Santana was stalling. Her mom was next on the list and she had been so ready to tell her until her grandmother decided to come stay with them for a few weeks.

I still hadn't seen Abuela Lopez since I went to Chicago and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. She was a scary lady. With her grandmother around, I didn't spend as much time with my girlfriend as I wanted. Not only did Abuela Lopez take a lot of Santana's time, but it also made Santana really anxious and meaner than usual. I think Santana was afraid her grandmother would find out, and when Santana was afraid, she got mean.

The leprechaun, Rory, was still around do whatever. Santana still didn't like him and I realized it was because Rory had a crush on me. I thought it was cute, but Santana found it annoying. I liked messing around with him and made him believe that I bought his whole act of actually being a leprechaun. I knew the truth, but he didn't know that I knew.

Anyway, the whole act made him do things for me so I took advantage of that. I told him some wishes and he did what he could to make it happen. It was great and all I had to do was promise him my pot of gold. I had a whole bunch of those gold coins with chocolate in them from Halloween that I could give him.

He had also gotten to be good friends with Finn and Sam which was great because that meant I didn't have to hang out with him. Honestly, I sometimes forgot he was here and I wish Santana would too. She was so stressed about her grandmother finding out she was a lesbian that she took most of her frustration out on Rory since he was around. She even snapped at Finn and Puck the other day. I wished everyday that her grandmother would go back to Chicago.

I was walking to my next class when Finn stopped me in the hallway. "What the hell is wrong with Santana?"

I didn't like the tone in his voice. "Nothing. She's fine. What the hell is wrong with you?"

Finn made his confused constipated baby face. "Nothing. Look, Santana just went on some sort of rampage on poor Rory. I'm not sure what it was about, but he was really shaken up. Something about the only good things in the miserable world…or something. He was too scared to remember. Not to mention she keeps calling me Dough Boy. So can you talk to her? Just have her back off?"

"I'm sure whatever she said to Rory, he probably deserved it," I shot back, "You don't live with him so you don't know how annoying he can get. And, I didn't want to say anything but, you could stand to lose a few pounds. I've seen you scarf down a whole large pizza by yourself."

"Brittany, come on," Finn whined.

"Fine, fine," I groaned, "I'll talk to her. She's been really stressed these past few weeks so don't take things she said too personal."

"Well, she needs to find another way to deal with her stress and not use other people as her punching bag."

"Are you accusing her of hitting you, now?" I crossed my arms and tried not to get too mad but I didn't like him attacking Santana like this.

"What? No. No. Look, please just talk to her."

"I will."

Finn walked away and I continued on to my class. I wanted to believe that Finn was exaggerating but I knew Santana and how she acted when she didn't have things under control.

###

After school, Santana came back to my place so we could hang out since Hugo had invited her mom and grandmother to some fancy charity event. They had wanted Santana to go too, but she managed to get out of going.

We were sitting on my bed reading magazines when I put my down. "I need to talk to you about something."

Santana put her magazine down and looked at me. "I know. I'm sorry I haven't told my mom. But as soon as my Abuela leaves, I'll tell her. I promise. I just don't want to tell any other people until my mom knows."

"No, it's not that," I said, "But I'm glad to hear that. This is about you going after Rory with your vicious, vicious words. Finn said you really scared him."

She shrugged. "Good. He needs to know to stay away from you. I mean, does he honestly think you'll sleep with him because of this dumb leprechaun act?"

"Who cares," I said, "The only pot of gold he's getting are the chocolate coins."

"Ugh, I just want him gone already."

"He will." I took her hand and kissed it, "He's only here until the end of the school year."

Santana moved so she was laying flat on her back. "Fine," she huffed, "I'll be nice."

I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "Thank you."

"But if he continues to annoy me, or if he continues to drool all over you, I'm going all Lima-Heights on him. Again."

I kissed her again. "Deal. Oh, and Finn said you keep calling him dough boy." I giggled.

"Well, he is," she said, "He's just been annoying me in general with his ego and attitude. Like he's perfect and has all this wisdom to give out. He's clueless and he's taken upon himself to be Irish's mentor."

I laid down and cuddled her, my head on her chest. "Who cares about them. Rory will be gone in a few months and after we graduate, we probably won't ever see Finn again. "

Santana sighed and wrapped her arms around me. "You're right, I'll apologize to them tomorrow. I'm just stressed from my grandmother being here. Thank God she leaves tomorrow morning. Having her here just reminds me that I have to tell her too at some point and I don't think she'll take it well. She didn't take Mario coming out well at all. The only thing keeping my hope alive is that she wasn't as close to Mario as she is to me. I hope she'll see that I'm still the same person and she won't care."

I wanted to tell her that her grandma would still love her but I didn't want to lie to her. I didn't know. I was a pretty positive person, but I couldn't be positive about that. "Just focus on telling your mom right now. Cross that one item from you lesbian list first, then think about the rest."

She kissed my forehead and hugged me tighter. "I will. I love you Brittany. I honestly couldn't do this without you."

"I love you too and I'll be here for you." She kissed me again and we just spent the next hour cuddling and giving each other sweet kisses. I didn't want to think about Santana's grandma or the fact that I still hadn't told Santana I wasn't going to Chicago with her. I still had time.

###

I didn't see Santana for most of the morning. I really hated that we only had one class together which was after lunch. I missed her. Maybe it was silly since I had seen her a few hours ago, but I did. I missed her.

At lunch, I grabbed my tray and headed to the Glee table and everyone was there. Except Santana.

"Hey guys," I said, sitting down, "Has Santana come to the table yet?"

"Not yet," Rachel said, "Which is odd since she's usually here before you and saves you a seat. Not that she needs to save a seat since we have plenty. I always found that odd."

"I haven't seen her for lunch," Artie said, "But I did see her earlier and she seemed crankier than usual."

"What do you mean?" I asked. I didn't like this and had a really bad feeling.

Artie shrugged. "She just, like practically ran down the hallway, bumping into people. I figured she had to really pee or something."

I scanned the cafeteria and didn't see her and I was starting to get worried. I took out my phone and texted her. I waited and waited and no response.

"Brittany!"

I must have gotten sidetracked looking at my phone and didn't realize Mercedes was trying to talk to me. "Huh?"

"I said, I'm sure Santana is fine," she said, "She probably had to go to the choir room for some music."

I forced a smile and nodded. I scanned the room again and spotted Finn and Rory sitting at the jock's table smiling and laughing and I wondered if they had seen Santana. She was supposed to make nice with them earlier today and I wondered if they had seen her. Before I could get up to go talk to them, Quinn, who I just now noticed wasn't at the table, came up to me from behind and whispered in my year.

"I need to talk to you." I nodded and got up. "It's about Santana."

Yeah, I didn't like this at all. I felt like I had swallowed a rock and it was stuck in my stomach. "Where is she?"

"Where are you guys going?" Mike asked, "Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, what's up?" Added Tina.

"Is this about that gum thing?" Sugar asked.

"No," I said, "I just forgot, I need to talk to Quinn."

"What about your lunch?" Rachel asked, and I saw she knew something was wrong. I couldn't hide things from her cause she could read my face like a music sheet. "Brittany? Are you sure everything is OK? Is it Santana?"

"Finish your lunch," Quinn told the table, "We'll be right back."

"Can I have your fries?" Sam asked.

"Fine," I sighed, "You guys can have my food, I'm not hungry."

"Score!" Sam reached for the tray and placed it in front of him.

I followed Quinn outside to the hallway. "OK, what's wrong?" I asked, "Where is she? Is she hurt?"

Quinn shook her head. "No, she's not. I haven't seen her but I heard something from some of the students."

"Heard what?"

"Apparently, she had it out with Finn and Roger, or whatever that Irish kid's name is, in the hallway before lunch."

"I don't understand. She was going to make nice with them. Call a truce." I felt like I was starting to panic. "What did they do to her?"

"I wasn't there," Quinn went on, "But now some kids are talking about how they didn't know Santana was in the closet."

OK, I was panicking now. "What?" I felt my heart jump to my throat and my breathing picked up.

Quinn looked just as worried as I felt. "It was just like three people," she said, "And they seemed more confused than anything. Did Santana officially come out and I don't know?"

I shook my head fast. "No. No. She was going to tell her mom next before telling anyone else. No way she'd tell some random students."

"That's what I figured." Quinn sighed and put her hands on her hips. "Then what the hell happened?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

-tbc-

A/N: I'm going to try to wrap up high school by chapter 20. The hard part is after high school because I forgot most of what happened on the show. :-0

Not sure if anyone noticed but I deleted the first story I posted. I reread it and it's a mess so I'm going to fix it and maybe add more to it.

Thank you all again and taking the time to review. You all are awesome.