Santana's day had been crap so far. Nobody even noticed she was at the reunion, everyone except Brittany. Ah Brittany, Santana was finding it hard to be angry at Brittany... She was the love of her life after all...

Not was is...Santana thought to herself as Quinn stroked her hair and whispered soothing thoughts into her ear. Quinn had changed a lot since when they were in high school...Quinn and Santana were almost enemies then... they even got into a fight once! But all that was behind them now... Quinn was the only person who understood her at that moment, the only one on her side. The tears began to fall down Santana's face and Quinn wiped them away smiling at her whilst stroking her thigh gently. Santana looked deep into her eyes and Quinn looked back, Santana's face softened as she leaned forward getting closer and closer towards Quinn. Santana kissed Quinn softly on the lips and Quinn didn't pull away she deepened it. Santana placed her tongue on Quinn's lip seeking entrance. They were making out on the floor outside the choir room... nobody else was here except the glee club members and they were all inside, nobody was going to stop this kiss... it was magical and like nothing on this earth.

The last person Santana wanted to interrupt the kiss was Brittany or anyone else for that matter and she was just the person who did so, not only her but six other people two and their old teacher...Will Shuester. They were lost in the kiss when there was a muffled sound from behind them, they were loving it too much to pull apart so carried on but that when Santana saw the faces... six confused faces and one angry one, that was the face of Brittany. Sam's face was far worse than Brittany, he didn't look angry, he just looked plain hurt. Santana pulled away and Quinn moaned. Santana shoved Quinn to get her attention which leads Quinn into turning around sharply.

They all looked at the pair shaking their heads, Santana decided to leap into action. She stood up and pulled Quinn up with her. Quinn was far past speaking now, the many faces staring at them was very off putting. "This isn't what it looks like... I mean, well we are practising for... a play!"

They all shook their heads in disbelief. Brittany was crying Sam was looking confused, they ALL looked confused.

For the first time in her life Santana was thinking logically and sensibly. She grabbed Brittany's hand and started tugging her backwards. "Stop it please Brittany, I swear it's not what it looks like please listen to me! Brittany!"

It was too late Brittany had stormed off and was already running down the corridor into an unknown room. Santana tried to run after her but Mr Shue, looking disgusted, pulled her back and said almost whispering, "Leave her…"

Santana glanced down the corridor then walked off following Will. He led her into another empty classroom and instructed her to sit down. She perched on the end of a bubble gum littered chair and leaned forward giving Will an icy glare. He was starting to feel rather uncomfortable under the girls gaze and began to speak.

"Santana, what you did out there was not cool. I know you're having a tough time… well I think but you have a girlfriend…" "Yeah yeah… I know… it was stupid I guess. But I don't know what things are between Britt and I right now… it's all so confusing." "I see things may be difficult… but talk to someone… Don't cheat… I know you're probably feeling scared and confused seen as your relationship isn't going too well…and you're not doing anything in terms of college right now so I know you- " "Shut up ok? Back off! You don't know anything about me or my life, you're just a stupid teacher! You mean nothing to me! You can't help me in anyway just stay out of my life!"

Santana slammed out of the room the anger and heat blaring in her face. She wasn't really concentrating on where she was going and slammed the nearest door to her, open throwing herself on a table sobbing softly. Her sobs were not the only noises in the room, she heard the sound of a muffled cry. She shot her head up and span around wiping her nose with her sleeve. Brittany was stood leaning against the radiator a tissue in her hand and a crack in her heart. What she witnessed had made her feel like crap. She felt like a fly that had been carelessly squashed by somebodies shoe, that shoe would be Santana's shoe.

Santana smiled falsely and reached out a hand to Brittany, she took it reluctantly and squeezed it tight in her own. "Sorry…" Santana whispered sniffing. Brittany just sighed shaking her head. She really didn't want to forgive Santana but right now that's all she could do…

Quinn had rushed off and hidden in the toilets, in the very end cubicle where most people didn't go. What had she been thinking? What was wrong with her? She had everything she wanted but… she still felt as if she wasn't satisfied. And Santana was there… looking as beautiful as ever and… it just felt right. But it was all wrong. She had broken Sam's heart and shocked a lot of people…

Both she and Santana didn't know what to do. Should they just act like it hadn't happened and get on with their lives? Or consult the people they hurt and the people they shocked? Should they show their regret or show that they just didn't care? It was all very confusing for the both of them. What would they do?