This chapter is Pezberry centered :) I hope you enjoy!
Santana walked into school the next morning, Brittany by her side, Unsure of how to approach Rachel. Sure they had nearly kissed yesterday but that didn't mean they were back together... did it?
"That boy's got blue hair." Giggled Brittany as she pointed towards a student running to the bathroom soaked from a slushie."I liked his hair. Why did he change the colour S?"
Santana rolled her eyes."He was slushied Britt."
The taller girl frowned."Ohh."
The Latina sighed and was about to say something to cheer up the blond when Brittany suddenly ran into the bathroom.
She blinked at her friend's sudden disappearance. Did i do something wrong? She made her way towards the door and twisted the handle. She stopped however, when she heard two voices from inside.
"I'm sorry for kissing you."
"Stop apologizing B."
"Are you made at me?"
"No."
"You should be. You like Rachel... Is Rachel made at me?"
"No she isn't."
"Why?"
"We're not together. She rejected me."
"Oh Q... don't cry!"
Santana quickly closed the door and lent against it. Rachel rejected Quinn! Did that mean she had another chance? What did this mean? She sighed at the million questions running through her head before grabbing a slushie off a near by jock and dumping it over a unsuspecting Jewfro. He gaped at her as she quickly snatched his phone."What's this?" She asked bored, flicking through his photo's.
"Just some juicy gossip."Sneered Jacob as he tried pathetically to reach his phone.
The Latina stopped at some interesting pictures of her, Rachel, Quinn and Brittany. Some were of her and Rachel kissing and just chatting and holding hands when they were dating, Some were of her and Brittany pinky holding and hugging, Some were of Brittany and Quinn when the taller girl kissed her and others where they were just talking and giggling and lastly there were some of Rachel and Quinn where they kissed and others where they were laughing and hugging."What are you? some kind of stalker?" She hissed, quickly deleting the photo's.
"Hey you can't so that!" Shouted Jacob struggling to reach for the phone."Give it back!" He growled.
"Or what?" She threatened.
Jacob took off his slushie covered glasses and wiped them on his shirt before putting them back on."Or i'll tell Rachel that Lewis was not the only person you cheated on her with."
Santana scrunched her brows in confusion, trying to remember if she had slept with anyone else. Nothing came to mind."I havn't slept with anyone else!"
The boy smiled a creepy smile."Yes but Rachel doesn't know that."
She growled. There was no way he was going to ruin her and Rachel! She was about to shove the phone down his throat when someone snatched it out of her hand. She whipped around to shout at the person."What the h- Rachel." She whispered.
The said girl had the phone firmly in her left hand and was currently glaring at Jewfro.
"R-rachel." He stuttered.
"Go away." She said darkly.
"My phone." He replied stretching out his hand.
She sighed angrily and gave him back his phone but not before taking out the memory card though.
"Hey!" He protested.
She smiled sweetly before grabbing a passing Puck and placing the card in his hand."Happy birthday Noah." She grinned.
Puck stared at her confusingly, it wasn't his birthday."Umm.."Suddenly he smirked."I know other ways you can repay me." He wiggled his eyebrows for effect.
She rolled her eyes and pushed him. Puck just laughed before continuing on his way. Jacob gave her a quick glare before scampering after the Jewish boy.
Rachel laughed at the sight before turning back to the stunned Latina.
"Wow. Who knew you could be so harsh." She smirked.
The diva scoffed."He deserved it."
Santana rolled her eyes."So... What now?" She asked.
"I think we need to talk."
Santana gave her a look."You think." She replied sarcastically.
Rachel sighed."I can't forget the fact that you cheated on me Santana."
"I know! But be honest, do you really think i will do it again?"
The diva looked at the ground sadly."Yes." She whispered.
The Latina gaped before dragging her into a near by empty classroom."What?" She growled pushing Rachel against the wall.
"Can you blame me?" The diva retorted.
Santana knew the diva was referring to her reputation."Look Rach. I love you. Ok? Being kicked off the cheerio's isn't as horrible as losing you. That must mean something."
Rachel looked at her, long and hard before kissing her lightly."It does. I just- I don't know..." She mumbled against the Latina's shoulder.
"I don't know what to do." Said Santana honestly, squeezing her eyes shut to stop the tears.
"Santana..."
She gave out a humourless laugh."I screwed up reeaalll bad."
She felt Rachel nod against her shoulder.
"Gee thanks for the sympathy." She said sarcastically.
The diva laughed a little before pulling back."I love you Santana." She mumbled before walking out the classroom.
If Santana was confused before. She was clueless now. Why was Rachel so complicated? Why couldn't she just say i don't want to be with you or i want to be with you? This was stupid! Insane! It was so... Rachel Berry. If only she had Quinn's understanding mind right now...
She sighed and followed the diva out of the classroom.
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