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Chapter 4
Santana closed her Government book in frustration. After a couple hours of trying to study, she was still stuck in chapter six. She couldn't concentrate. She felt the beginning of a migraine coming on and closed her eyes tightly. She rubbed her forehead trying to quell the pain. When that didn't help, she got up and went into her bathroom. She opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the bottle of Tylenol. She shook two out into her hand and put them in her mouth. She turned on the faucet and cupped her hand under the cool water before bringing it to her mouth. She turned it off and closed the medicine cabinet. Gazing at her reflection, she felt a little shock go through her.
Her skin, which usually was a dark rosy hue, was pale. She fingered the faint dark circles that were under her eyes. She had lost a little weight so her cheekbones appeared sharper. Her hair, which usually held a lustrous sheen, was limp and oily. She knew she looked a mess. She gave a sigh of disgust and walked out of the bathroom. She glanced at the Government book lying on her desk. She knew she needed to study. She had an important exam in a few days. After a couple of seconds of debating with herself, she gave a sigh of frustration and grabbed her cell phone. She knew she wouldn't be able to focus on the words. Maybe talking to Brittney would cheer her up. She dialed her number. She frowned as the call went straight to voicemail.
That was strange. Usually when she called Brittney picked up right away. Se dialed again only to be met with the same result. Shaking her head, she grabbed her laptop and turned it on. She put in her password. She logged on to Facebook. Maybe I can message her she thought. She pulled up her page. She clicked on Brittney's page. Just as she was about to message her something caught her eye. She froze. In her list of friends there was the blonde goon. Charles Westin. Why did she have him as a friend? She thought. An uneasy feeling began in the pit of her stomach. Following her instinct she strolled down the list of friends. Most of them were familiar faces. Then her breath caught in her throat. She was friends with all of the Warblers, including him. Anger began to churn within her. She jumped up and grabbed her cell phone, angrily dialing her number. On the third ring she answered. "Hello?" she answered breathlessly.
"Where are you?" she asked, her tone sharp. There was a pause. "Santana?" she asked, sounding slightly scared. "Who else would it be?" she snapped. "Are you okay?" Brittney asked, sounding worried. "Why didn't you answer your phone earlier when I called?" she asked, a slight edge to her voice. There was a long pause. Just as she was about to speak, she heard laughter. Male laughter. Her stomach clenched. "Who is that?" she asked, rage in her voice.
"It's not what you think" Brittney said, sounding panicked. "Charles, you know the guy from the mall last week? We became friends over Facebook and he invited me out for ice cream." Santana closed her eyes, trying to calm her nerves. When she spoke, her voice was cold. "So you went out on a date with him?" "No, it was just as friends" Brittney said, sounding stressed. "He's the enemy Brittney", she snapped, finally losing control.
"Charles is not like that. He's really sweet and shy. He even carries a picture of Apollo in his wallet" she defended. "Who the hell is Apollo?" Santana asked confused. "His golden retriever" she said, sounding slightly exasperated. Santana rolled her eyes. "Okay. But that still doesn't explain why you are hanging out with him or why you became friends with him on Facebook", she said angrily.
"Well he said he didn't really want to at first by him being shy. But Sebastian told him that he thought he needed to make more friends. And since we both love animals, Sebastian thought we would be good friends" Brittney explained. Santana eyes narrowed. Sebastian. "So Sebastian was behind this?" she asked, her voice now eerily calm. "I guess", Brittney said, sounding slightly confused. Santana gripped the phone. "I'll call you later" she said before hanging up. She grabbed her car keys and flew out of the house.
She parked the car and got out, slamming the door. She felt the anger and adrenaline flowing through her body. She strolled into the academy and went into the front office. The secretary gave her a bright smile. "May I help you?" she asked politely. "I'm looking for Sebastian Smythe", she said calmly. "And you are?" the woman inquired. "His cousin" she lied. The woman lifted an eyebrow at her. Santana glared back at her. "Well, he is in lacrosse practice right now", she said, a slight chill in her voice. "Thank you", Santana snapped before turning on her heel and walking out of the office. She went out of the building and walked quickly toward the field where they held their lacrosse practices.
She sat down in the bleachers and looked at the players in the field. As her gaze landed on one of the players, she felt that fluttering feeling. She gritted her teeth. She waited fifteen more minutes before practice ended. She tapped her foot impatiently glaring at him. As if sensing her gaze, he looked straight at her. He said something to one of the other players before heading towards her. As he headed towards her, she felt her heart speed up and that fluttering feeling grew a little stronger. Get it together Lopez she growled silently.
He stopped a few feet from her. They stared at one another, sizing each other up. Tension began to fill the air between them. Finally he spoke. "What are you doing here Santana?" he asked, his voice cool. "Charles Westin", she said icily. He cocked an eyebrow at her. "What about Charles?" he asked. "You know exactly what I'm talking about", she snapped. "He went out with Brittney. Apparently you told him to." "I just suggested that they hang out", he said smoothly. "Look, I don't know what type of game you're trying to play, but it ends here", she said furiously. "If you think you can use that blonde goon to try and break me and Brittney up, then you're mistaken. Our love is stronger than that."
"If your love is so strong then why are you here defending it?" he asked mockingly. She felt fury course through her. Without thinking she stepped closer to him. "You don't want to mess with me Sebastian", she said, her voice hard and cold. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked his voice just as cold and hard. They glared at each other, eyes sparking with mutual fury. She doesn't know who made the first move. The next thing she knows is that his lips were pressed against hers. She felt her as if her whole world had exploded. She lifted her hands to push him away but instead grabbed the front of his uniform, pulling him closer.
His tongue pushed at the seam of her lips, forcing her to open her mouth. His tongue caressed hers, causing her to moan softly. Her hands went to the back of his head, her nails raking through his hair. He growled and pulled her in tighter. One of his hands went to her back and lifted her shirt slightly, caressing the soft skin. She arched into him. She felt his desire pressing into her belly. Cold realization hit her then. She jerked back, breathing heavily. He stared at her, his eyes filled with lust and breathing heavily. She stepped back from him. What was she doing? Guilt slashed through her as she thought of Brittney. "I have to go", she said, her voice shaky. Before he could respond, she turned and ran, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.