"Have a nice weekend" Is all I hear before I get hit with a slushie, third one this week. Kurt and Tina told me they target the new kids more during the first week of school so only getting hit three times I guess isn't that bad. They also said the slushies would start slowing down eventually as the school year went on. As I wipe my face I see Santana. She has a frown on her face and I'm pretty sure her cheerleading friends are laughing at me. Wait what are they called again? Oh right Cheerios. I wait for her to come over and offer her help but she doesn't and I just shake my head in disappointment and just start walking home. There's no reason to change since the day is over with.

The minute I step into my house I hear a loud "SURPRISE" and I see Sara smiling at me but then her smile quickly fades. "What's all over you?" She comes towards me and touches my shirt and hair. "Your hair is all sticky and your face is a little red" I swipe her hand away.

"It's nothing. I'm just going to take a quick shower" I go to walk away but she grabs my arm and pulls me back to her.

"Did they slushie you again?" I don't say anything. "Did they?"

"Yes but its fine. I'm sure they will stop by next week"

"Rach babe it's not fine. Can we please tell your dads about it or what about Ana?"

"Santana"

"Whatever. What about her? Can't she make them stop or something?"

"I'm going to go shower" I say ignoring her question. I don't want to argue about this anymore. "Are you going to wait for me down here or wait up in my room? Wait… where are my dads?"

"The store" She says with a devilish grin.

"We're not showering together so wipe that grin off your face"

"But…but…" She says with a pout. I give her a quick peck on the lips and as I pull away Sara brings me back and starts to kiss me more passionately. I can't help but to sigh in the kiss. I feel content. The front door opens and before my dads walk in we both jump apart.

"Hello sweetie"

"Hi daddy. Bye daddy" I race up the stairs and to my room. I don't want to have to explain why I'm a mess.

I finish my shower, get dresses and head downstairs. I'm not surprised when I see my dad already asleep in his chair and my daddy and Sara with their eyes glued to the TV watching some action movie. I take a seat next to Sara who puts her arm around me and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

"Feel better?" I nod. "Good. You even smell better too" She tells me as she sniffs my hair from behind my ear and then trails kisses down my neck. I left out a soft moan.

"Girls"

"Sorry daddy" I nudge Sara who only smiles at me and gives me a quick peck on the lips. After the movie is over we all have a quick dinner and then head up stairs to bed.

"Do I have to set up the guest room?" My dad asks and I just glare at him. "I was just asking"

"No dad you don't. We'll lay perfectly still side by side in my bed"

"Well not side by side" Sara chimes in and I nudge her. "Oww"

"Hush"

"Goodnight girls. Don't make me regret not separating you two"

"Night daddy, dad" We walk into my room and Sara flops on the bed and gets under the covers.

"You excited to see Santana tomorrow?" I ask as I climb into the bed. Sara instantly pulls me closer to her.

"Mmmhmmm" She mumbles as she starts to place kisses on my neck. "I've missed you" She says and I feel her hand start to go under my shirt.

"I've missed you too but you know we can't"

"Why not?"

"Because my dads will not only make you go sleep in the guest room but kick you out first thing in the morning if they hear us"

"Then be quite" I roll my eyes.

"I can be quite, you on the other hand can't"

"Fine" Sara pouts. "So what time is An…Santana coming over?"

"I don't know. Whenever her practice is over I guess"

"That's cool" Sara yawns which makes me yawn.

"Go to sleep sleepy head" I kiss her forehead and snuggle into her.

"Night love"

"When is she getting here?" I just glare at Sara. She's been really I don't even know how to describe it. Moody would be the closest thing to it today. I don't know if she's just nervous about seeing Santana or if she just really woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I look out the window and I see a red convertible pull up.

"I don't know" I lie.

"But…it's almost 3"

"She'll come when she comes but in the meantime you wanna…" I trail off with a smirk knowing very well that Santana should be coming to the door any minute now. I know it's an evil thing to do but I can't help it. Sara's been irritating me a bit and I want to get even.

"Really?" I nod my head yes and just as Sara grabs my hand to pull me upstairs there's a knock at the door. "You knew she was coming to the door didn't you?" I start to laugh and Sara pouts.

"I'm sorry baby. I'll make it up to you later. I promise" I say as I give her kiss and then go to answer the door.

"Hey" Santana says with a smile when I open the door.

"Come in" She walks and we are met with Sara.

"Hey"

"Hello" There's this weird tension between the two of them for some reason and I can't figure out why. This isn't how two long lost best friends are supposed to act.

"Come on you two we have some catching up to do" The three of us spend the next five hours catching up. It was a little awkward at first. I feel like both Sara and Santana are hiding something from me but that can't be since none of us have seen each other in forever. Then when everything was going great the topic of slushies comes up and everything went downhill from there.

"So tell me about these slushies? Who was the genius that thought throwing them at people was a good idea?" Santana shrugs.

"It's been going on at that school for years. It's a way for the popular kids to show who's in charge"

"That's stupid" Santana shrugs again. "Why hasn't the principal hasn't put a stop to it?"

"He says he can't do anything because it's not considered physical violence"

"Throwing something at someone isn't physical violence?" Sara says raising her voice a little. I can tell she's is getting mad so I rub her back to try and calm her down but she brushes me away."So tell me. How many times have you been slushied?"

"Once" I look at Santana. I didn't know she was slushied. I didn't think anyone would have the guts to slushie her. "It was the first day of freshman year. I was walking down the hallway looking for my locker and I got hit. After that day I joined the Cheerios and haven't been hit since"

"So are you and your Cheerios in charge of the slushie hits? Do you have any control over it?"

"Sara" I say in a warning tone. "Just let it go" She shoots me a dirty look. I really don't want to have this conversation. I don't want the three of us to fight.

"I do" Santana admits softly.

"If you have control then why haven't you stopped them from slushing Rachel?" Sara looks Santana directly in her eyes. I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

"Sara stop, please just drop the whole slushie topic? Let's talk about something else" I say trying to end the conversation.

"I'm going to get a soda" Sara says a bit angry. I watch her as she gets up and storms out the room.

"I'm trying you know" I turn my attention back towards Santana.

"Trying what?"

"I'm trying to get them to stop but..." I give Santana a weak smile.

"It's really okay. I'm new. It going to happen" I say cutting Santana off.

"Just know I'm trying my hardest to get them to stop"

"It's okay" I say sadly.

"I'm sorry. I really am" I don't know what else to say luckily Sara comes back to the room and the conversation dies on its own.

"I should get going"

"Already?" Santana nods her head yes as she gets up.

"If you're leaving because I snapped I'm sorry"

"No it's fine. You were just protecting her. I would have done the same" Sara nods and the three of us start making our way to the front door.

"Well it was nice catching up"

"Yeah" Santana says and I can't help but feel like this will be the last time the three of us will all hang out. "Later Berry"

"Now it's Berry? What happened to Tiny? Or Short Stack?" Santana smirks at me. For some reason I really like the way she smirks. "Can I at least get a hug goodbye?" Santana gives me a quick hug before heading out the door. I watch and wait till she drives away to close the door.

"Could you like not flirt with her right in front of me?" Sara says to me and I just give her a puzzled look.

"What are you talking about? I wasn't flirting with her"

"Yes you were. Can I at least get a hug goodbye?" Sara says as she swings side to side in a shy way trying to imitate me. I roll my eyes.

"I wasn't flirting"

"You so were"

"I wasn't besides even if I was Santana's straight" Sara starts laughing.

"That girl is so not straight"

"She's straight. I heard she's dating one of the football players named Puck. Well his name is Noah but everyone calls him Puck. I think it's because his last name is Puckerman but I like Noah way better than Puck. I mean Puck? Really?"

"You're going off topic love"

"Right sorry anyways Santana is straight"

"She's not but okay. I'm not fighting with you about this. Just don't flirt with her in front of me. I don't want to have to kick her ass"

"Language" I say giving Sara a quick kiss and she just smiles at me.

"Your dads won't be home for another three hours" I roll my eyes and shake my head. "I believe you have some making up to do"

"Come on" I grab her hand and pull her upstairs.

"Are you straight?" I ask Santana a little too loudly in class on Monday. Her eyebrows narrow in, in confusion and now I'm thinking asking her this question in class was the wrong thing to do. I see a couple of kids around us turn in our direction and Santana gives them all an angry stare.

"You all want to mind your own business?" Santana snaps. They all turn away. She looks at me again and just stares for a bit before turning away and ignoring me. I think I made her mad and I'm pretty sure she's going beat me after class or I'm going to get slushied five times a day for the next week.

"I'm sorry" I whisper to her. She doesn't say anything or even move. "I didn't mean to say that out loud for everyone to hear"

"Well you did" She looks at me and I see pure rage in her eyes and now I'm scared for my life. "Who asks that kind of question anyways?"

"I just…I was curious. Sara says…"

"Sara said what? Do you guys always talk about me behind my back?"

"No it's not like that. She just got mad the other night when you left. She said I was flirting with you which I wasn't. At least I don't think I was. I don't even think I know how to flirt. But I told her even if I was that you were straight and then she laughed and said you weren't" I see Santana's features change and she looks less mad now. "You are straight though aren't you? I mean you're dating Noah right?" I nod my head in Noah's direction and Santana looks over at him and then smiles.

"Puck? No I'm not dating Puck"

"But I thought…"

"You thought wrong" She says cutting me off. "Just because I kiss a guy, let them buy me dinner and eventually sleep with them doesn't mean I'm dating them"

"Oh" I'm really confused and I want to ask her more but the bell rings.

"Oh and just so you know you were flirting the other night" Santana says to me. "The whole don't I get a hug with a cute smile is flirting" She gets up to leave but turns to me once more. "And to answer your question if Sara wasn't there I would have probably flirted back" She winks at me before leaving the classroom. I've never been so confused in my life. How does that answer my question? When I call Sara later that night and tell her what happened she yells I TOLD YOU SHE'S NOT STRAIGHT in the phone and then she tells me that if Santana ever tries anything with me she'll come down here and beat her. I told her even if she did it would matter because I love her but she wasn't buying it. Now I'm thinking telling her what Santana said was a bad idea. I was just full of bad ideas today.