Here is another update! Thanks to all those who reviewed the last chapter. In this chapter Santana gets her revenge. Oh but there is more to come! Enjoy and please review! :)

Chapter 6

Santana pressed the ignore button on her phone for the tenth time that day. She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on her History homework and ignore the ache in her heart. She knew it was Brittney and she didn't want to talk to her. All of a sudden the words in the book became blurry. She cursed and wiped her eyes angrily. She hated feeling this way. She wasn't a weak and vulnerable person. Her phone buzzed, letting her know someone had sent her a text. Angry, she turned off her phone and slammed it down on the table.

Ever since the incident at the Lima Bean, she had avoided Brittney. She ignored her at the Cheerio practices, only talking to the other squad members. At Glee practice she would sit up front by Rachel and Finn. Under any other circumstance she would rather hang herself than sit next to the overdramatic, loudmouthed diva and Franken teen, but desperate times called for desperate measures. At one point she even flirted with Puck right in front of her, causing her to quietly leave the room, but not before she saw the telltale sign of tears in her eyes. She ignored it along with the pain in her heart.

She tried once again to concentrate, but gave up after she realized that she could only remember the first two sentences of the chapter. She felt her anger and hurt slowly start to turn to rage. How could Brittney do this to her? When she thought about the look her and Charles shared, she felt her hands ball up in fists. How could she even like him? she thought disgustedly. He wasn't even her type. Just like Sebastian isn't yours a voice whispered mockingly in her head. She stiffened. No that bastard wasn't her type at all she thought viciously. If it wasn't for him she wouldn't be in this mess in the first place.

So why did you kiss him? the voice whispered mockingly again. "Oh shut up" she snapped aloud. That's when she realized she was having an argument with herself. She emitted a groan of frustration and irritation. When she thought of the way Sebastian stared at her that day, she felt herself literally start to shake rage. She hated that he had seen her that day. He must have loved seeing her hurt and vulnerable. She knew he must have been gloating. You don't want to make an enemy out of me Lopez. I don't play fair and I always win. She remembered his words from over a month ago. A cold smile came over her face as a plan began to form in her mind. No she didn't play fair either. She was out for revenge and there would be hell to pay.

She grabbed her car keys and cell phone and flew out of the house. As she drove toward Dalton, she felt adrenaline flow through her veins. She couldn't wait to get there. When she arrived she put the car in park and checked her reflection in the rearview mirror. Perfect she smirked to herself. She got out of the car and strutted toward the entrance, confidence in every step. She was about to head to the front office when she heard a collective sound of voices harmonizing. This can't get any better she thought wickedly. She strutted down the hallway to the sound of the voices until she arrived at a door. She peered through the small window in the door. The whole group was there with Sebastian standing in front of them, his back to the door. "Its show time", she whispered before opening the door.

Their voices slowly started to quiet down as they realized they had a visitor. Sebastian turned around to see what the problem was. Santana stood there, glaring at him with a smirk on her face. Tension began to fill the room as the two stared at each other. The others members, sensing the tension, began to shift uneasily. "Oh please don't stop on my account" she said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. "What are you doing here Santana?" Sebastian asked coldly. "She probably came here to spy on us" one of the members, a redhead guy said. Santana rolled her eyes at the accusation. "No I didn't come here to spy carrot top", she said snidely, causing the boy's face to turn as red as his hair. "Then why are you here?" Sebastian asked his tone hard. "Actually I came to tell you that your little plan was a complete failure" she lied, smiling icily at him. "Oh really?" he asked, smirking and crossing his arms in front of him.

"Yes. Your little plan to use Ken over there-she threw a look at Charles-to break me and Brittney up failed" she said coldly. She looked at Charles. "The only reason Brittney agreed to go out with you is because she felt sorry for you", she lied, enjoying the hurt look that came in his eyes. Good she wanted him to feel the same hurt she had been feeling. "She even told me that she's had more interesting conversations with her cat than with you" she continued, her gaze scathing. He flinched slightly and averted his gaze from hers.

Sebastian was staring at her, his expression cold and unreadable. "Is that all?" he asked his voice as soft and deadly as a winter chill. Santana felt something twist in her at his tone. She felt the hairs on her arms stand up as he continued to stare at her. Refusing to feel intimidated, she lifted her head and glared at him. "Yes. Stay away from me and my girl or I promise the next time I come here, I will not only destroy you, but your band of merry men too" she said, her voice filled with ice. Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and strutted out the door.

She was half way to the entrance, congratulating herself on a job well done when she heard footsteps behind her.