A/N: Hi, guys! From now on I'm just gonna let the story run through without any notes from myself, unless I have something important to say.

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People were wondering why Santana went crazy at Rachel but forgave Kurt. The Santana in this story has a real soft spot for Kurt, plus she understood that he didn't mean to out her on purpose, he was just excited. Rachel, on the other hand, just couldn't keep the news to herself, just because she couldn't keep a secret, even one as big as Santana's. I hope that explains it!

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Chapter Three: Personal

When Santana heard her alarm go off, she groaned, burying her head in her pillow. She dragged herself out of bed and sauntered towards her closet, flinging the doors open and rooting through them.

It had been two weeks since the 'outing'.

It had been two weeks since she started talking to the people in Geography Club.

It had been two weeks of constantly talking to Brittany.

Although Santana was annoyed by the people of Geography Club at first, she had to admit that they were starting to grow on her. All 7 of them, not including herself; Kurt, Brittany, Dave, Sebastian, Blaine, Unique and Marley.

Apart from Brittany, Santana found that she liked Unique the most. The girl was rather like her, sassy and not caring what people thought. Santana always had time for people like that, but she never had time for people like Brittany, yet there she was, talking to her every single day, for hours on end.

She still made time for the other people, though.

Marley Rose: Brittany, you barely talk in this anymore.

Kurt Hummel: She's right, Brit.

Brittany Pierce: Sorry guys, I've been busy.

Santana smirked. Not too busy to talk to her, though.

Blaine Anderson: Yeah, Santana's always quiet, but not you, Britts.

Santana Lopez: Watch yourself, Bowties.

For the past two weeks, Kurt had been harassing Santana in school, going on about how wonderful Geography Club was and how much she's going to love everyone in it after a while. He tried to get her opinion on the group chat, as well.

Santana, of course, wouldn't humour him.

Whenever Santana mentioned Blaine in school, which was very rarely, Kurt's face went so red, Santana nearly died laughing.

"I knew it," she howled, clutching her stomach. "It was clear you have the hots for Eyebrows. You're hardly subtle, even over the internet."

Kurt blushed again, before mentioning Brittany to her with a smug grin.

That definitely shut Santana up.

As far as Santana was concerned, things were going pretty well with Brittany. She wasn't sure what her feelings towards her were yet, but at that point she didn't give it much thought. She felt she could trust Brittany with anything. Which was why Santana shared stuff with her that she never said to anyone before, even Kurt.

Let's just say, things were getting personal.

Santana Lopez: When I was nine, my mom had a massive heart attack. I have four younger brothers, and my dad was finding it really difficult to take care of all of us, although to his credit he tried really, really hard.

Brittany Pierce: So what did your dad do?

Santana Lopez: Well, when my mom was sick, I stayed with one of our neighbours. I was pretty close to home, so that part wasn't too bad.

Brittany Pierce: That was handy :)

Santana Lopez: I guess, but the woman I was living with was pretty abusive.

Brittany Pierce: What?! What did she do?

Santana Lopez: She never hit me; I'm just gonna clear that up. But, she screamed at me even if I did something tiny, she had me do all the chores and did nothing herself. She was horrible. Like, I was only nine years old.

Brittany Pierce: That sounds awful :(

Santana Lopez: I used to lock myself in my tiny little room and cry until she realised I wasn't doing any work.

Brittany Pierce: Did you say anything to your parents?

Santana Lopez: My dad had enough on his plate, and my mom was in hospital and I didn't get to see her that much. I really didn't want to cause any more problems. Although, I'm sure I wouldn't have stayed there if I said something.

Brittany Pierce: So, who do you live with now?

Santana smiled warmly. She realised Brittany was wondering whether her mom was still alive, but she was dancing around the question to spare Santana's feelings.

Santana Lopez: My mom had her operation, finally, and she pulled through. She still has to take tablets to maintain a healthy heart rate and has regular check-ups at the doctor, but she's still here. I live with her and dad.

Brittany Pierce: What about your brothers?

Santana Lopez: Yeah, they're here too.

Santana Lopez: Sorry, I didn't mean to tell you my life story. I feel so stupid.

Brittany Pierce: Santana, don't worry about it, really! I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me :)

Santana Lopez: You're the first person I ever told, actually.

Brittany Pierce: Well, I'm honoured, Santana :) And if you never need to talk to me about school, I'm just a text away!

Santana logged out, feeling emotional and tired.

The next morning, she had a text message waiting for her on her phone:

Brittany: Hope school goes well today, Santana! Don't worry about what other people think xo

Santana was still smiling when she reached school. God, what happened to her? A single text from this girl could change her view on life.

Or, at least, make her a little less bitchy for a day. Which made her do something she wouldn't normally do.

Before she knew it, Santana was strolling right up to Rachel's locker, gripping the straps of her backpack.

Rachel looked shocked as she watched Santana approach. "Hello, Santana," she started, wearily, wondering if Santana was going to be civil or knock her out.

Santana sighed. "Let's just call it quits, okay?"

Rachel's mouth dropped open. So, civil it was. "What? Really?"

"I guess. I mean, terrifying the shit out of you isn't making any of this better." Santana held a hand out for Rachel to shake.

From the other side of the hall, Kurt watched, surprised and amused. Once Santana set off to class, he raced up to her. "What was that?" he smirked.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Quit invading my personal space, Princess."

"Why did you suddenly change your mind about Rachel?"

"None of your business," Santana snapped. "I just didn't see the point in scaring her, that's all."

Kurt looked sceptical, but didn't annoy Santana anymore about it.

That day was so much better for Santana. People had stopped caring about her being gay. Two weeks after the coming out, it was old news at McKinley.

Santana had to admit, she had never felt such a relief in her life. She walked down the corridors that day, and nobody was giving her strange looks.

When she got home in the evening, it almost seemed like a second nature to Santana to log into Facebook to check if any messages had come through.

There were a lot of messages waiting for her in Geography Club.

Santana read through them, but there was nothing interesting there.

In other words, nothing from Brittany.

There was a light knock on her bedroom door, which caused Santana to jump slightly, and both of Santana's parents entered.

"Hi, mija," her mother said softly. "Can we talk?"

Santana nodded, getting a feeling of what this was going to be about.

She spun around in her desk chair to face her parents, who sat on the edge of her bed.

"We noticed you've been very down lately coming home from school," her dad started. "We just wanted to let you know that you can talk to us about anything, mija."

Santana gulped. She wondered if this was the right time to tell them.

Her mother smiled at her. "So, try explaining to us what's wrong. We'll try our best to help you."

Santana wiped the palms of her hands on her jeans, feeling restless and unable to sit still.

What the hell. She may as well tell them now. The whole school knew anyway.

"Actually," Santana started, her voice sounding small. "There was something."

Her parents looked at her expectantly.

If Brittany could do it, she could.

"And, I hope this doesn't upset you or anything." She now felt like she was going to throw up. "But I do have something to say."

Her mom smiled warmly, which seemed to give Santana the boost she needed.

Santana felt her chest tighten and her mouth dry as she tried to find the right words, fidgeting uncontrollably in her seat.

"I think I'm gay," Santana finished, looking at her lap.

Silence.

"You think?" her dad questioned. Santana looked up at her parents. They were both a little confused looking, but there were no signs of anger, or disgust.

"No," Santana corrected herself. She scolded herself for her poor choice of words.

Great job of confusing them, Santana.

"I know I am."

The rest of that conversation was a blur. Santana and her mom ended up crying, but happy tears. Santana's mom was honoured she had the courage to tell her. Her dad was just as understanding and relaxed. There were a few awkward questions, like how did she figure it out, and who her first girl crush was, but Santana could deal with that. They were questions of accepting parents.

It was a real relief to Santana, as before that day, she really had no clue what her parent's views on homosexuality were. They had never discussed it.

She couldn't wait to tell Brittany the news.

And she also didn't even think to tell Kurt first, her best friend.

Everything was starting to become about Brittany.