A/N: Hey guys, I'm really sorry I haven't updated. It's been a while I know *bows head in shame* I could give you so many reasons why I haven't updated but I won't. I'll just say that life really sucks right now and I'm really truly sorry for the wait.

I'm in the back part of the yacht laying down on one of those beach chairs working on my tan with all the girls and Kurt. I have my eyes closed and all I can feel is the warm sun and the cool ocean breeze hitting my body. I can feel myself going in and out of sleep as I hear the sound of the ocean waves. It's so calming, relaxing and most of all peaceful.

"I'm killing your girlfriend" Well there goes the peacefulness. I don't open my eyes but I can tell by the tone in Noah's voice his really annoyed.

"Why? What did she do?"

"She took my women"

"What?" I open my eyes, shielding them from the sun and sit up. "What women?" I don't remember anyone else coming on the boat with us and all the girls are back here with me so I don't know what Noah is talking about.

"Those girls I brought on the yacht. She took them" I roll my eyes. I remember now, right before we left the dock Noah jumped off and practically beg these two girls to come on board with us.

"How did she take them from you?"

"She's been flirting with them non-stop and now they're all over her and won't pay attention to me" He sounds like a little kid that's not getting his way.

"I really don't believe that. I'm sure Santana is just being nice to them" Noah grabs my hand and pulls me up on my feet. "Noah what are you doing? Let me go"

"You'll thank me for this later" He begins to drag me to the front of the yacht where I see Santana sitting at a small table with two blond haired girls on each side of her. She doesn't look like she's flirting and the girls are not all over her like Noah claimed. In fact they look like three people having a pleasant conversation. "See told you"

"Told me what? I don't see anything wrong. They look fine to me" I tell him and that's when Santana sees me and waves me over.

"That's because they saw us coming. Go see for yourself. They are way too friendly with each other" Noah nudges me towards Santana before walking away. I shake my head and sigh as I make my way over to the table.

"Hey cutie" San greets me with a smile. She gets up from her seat and kisses my cheek. "We were just talking about you"

"Hopefully it was all good things"

"Always, where'd Puck go?" I shrug my shoulders.

"So you must be the famous Rachel Berry Santana keeps talking about" One of the girls says with a smile.

"I'm Rachel Berry but I'm far from famous"

"With the way Santana talks about you you're pretty much a celebrity"

"Or a goddess" The other girl adds and I blush.

"Like really if the people I dated gushed about me the way Santana does about you I'd feel like I can do anything or be anything" I smile and look over at Santana whose seems to be the one blushing now.

"Can you guys hush up and talk about something else now?" San says as she takes my hand and leads me to the table. One of the girls moves a seat over giving me a space to sit.

"Thank you" I tell her as I take a seat.

"I'm Taylor by the way and this is Ashley"

"Nice to meet you" I shake both girls hands.

"They're here for Nationals too" Santana informs me.

"Oh really? Where are you guys from?"

"Florida" Then suddenly out of nowhere Sam coming running towards the table.

"Sugar made a call and had someone bring us some jet skis" He says like a little kid who just got the best news of his life.

"For everyone?" Santana questions him.

"No. We all have to take turns or maybe double up but still jet skis, come on" He does a drum roll pound on the table with both his hands quickly and then takes off.

"O...kay that boy needs some serious help" Santana jokes, making everyone laugh.

"I think he's cute. Come on Ash let's go play"

"With the jet skis or with him?" Taylor playfully smacks Ashley across the arm as they get up. "You guys coming?" San shakes her head and waves them to go.

"You two go and have fun. We'll catch up later"

"Alright nice meeting you Rachel, I'm sure we'll talk later" As soon as the two girls leave Santana turns and just looks at me.

"What?"

"So what did Puck tell you?"

"What do you mean?" I ask a bit confused.

"I went to check on you a little while ago to see if you wanted to go swimming but I noticed you were too busy getting a drool tan line on your face, so I came and sat with Puck and the girls" I playfully nudge her and she laughs. "And then when Puck left the table in a huff and I saw you magically appear a few minutes later with him I knew he had to have said something to you to get you to come over here. So what did he say?"

"I wasn't drooling thank you very much"

"Uh huh sure, you still have some on your face" Santana reaches out to wipe my mouth but I swat her hand away.

"I don't drool" I tell her as I fold my arms across my chest and pout. San rolls her eyes and kisses my pout and I smile.

"So what did Puck say?" She asks me again and I exhale loudly.

"Noah said you were taking his women away. That you were flirting with the girls and that they were all over you"

"He's such an idiot and acts like a freakin baby when things don't go his way. Especially when it comes to girls"

"Honestly, I didn't care but he practically dragged me down here to prove to me that what he was saying was true"

"You didn't care that I was flirting with girls and that they were all over me?" Santana asks while raising her eyebrow and I just roll my eyes.

"You know I do care. And by the way you're not allowed to let any girls near you" Santana just smirks. "But I knew you were probably just trying to make Noah mad since he ruined your surprise for me"

"I really wish I could say I was trying to get back at him but I wasn't. I was just talking to them. It's not my fault Ashley is gay and kept telling him she had a partner"

"She's gay?" Santana nods her head.

"And even if she was single apparently I'm not her type. Which is hard to believe because let's face it I'm everyone's type"

"Yeah ooookay San" I shake my head with a smile. I swear that girl can be so cocky sometimes. "So what's Ashley's type then?"

"Nerds like you" I frown at her answer and she laughs. "Maybe even bigger ones than you. Like the straight A, never missing class or school, never late, never missing an assignment, member of every club, asks for extra credit, extra homework, doesn't stay out late Sunday through Thursday, kisses her mom and dad hello and goodbye, wears big like super big glasses kind of nerds"

"I'm not a nerd"

"Baby you're a nerd. Maybe not as big as the type of nerds Ashley likes but you're a nerd" She tells me as she quickly pecks my lips but I glare at her.

"What about Taylor then? Why wasn't she falling for Puck?"

"Puck isn't Taylor's type either. She likes long haired boys. That's why she's all hot and bothered for..."

"Sam" I say finishing Santana's sentence. She nods in disgusted. "Sam's cute" I tell her with a shoulder shrug.

"Eww Rach you're going to make me throw up" I roll my eyes.

"Sam is cute though. He has that sweet and goofy thing about him that makes you want to fall in love with him"

"Anyways" Santana says with another disgusted face. "Puck wasn't getting the hints when we were all talking. Puck thought partner meant boyfriend and in his mind that just means he has to work a little harder to get to her and when Taylor mentioned that all her exes had long hair he said he was thinking about getting rid of the Mohawk and growing his hair out" Santana shakes her head. "Typical Puck, saying and doing things just to get a girl"

"And you dated him why?" I ask Santana.

"I wasn't dating him. We were just...do you really want to get into this?" I shake my head no, I rather not. "You want to go play on the jet skis?"

"No. I'm going back to tan"

"Seriously?" Santana looks at me like I said something wrong.

"Yeah why?"

"Because you can tan the rest of the time we're here. Let's go out and have some fun" Santana gets up and hold out her hand.

"But..." Her eyebrows narrow in, in confusion.

"But what?"

"I just…I rather tan" Santana just looks at me and then her face softens.

"Are you scared?" I bite my lower lip. "Oh my god you're scared" She starts laughing at me and I pout. "You're the first person I know to ever be scared of going on jet skis"

"Well I rather not die today so I'm just going to tan"

"You're not going to die. Nothing is going to happen. They're just mini motor boats that you sit on. Plain and simple"

"But I could fall off and one of the boys or even you could ride over me or decapitate me and bam I'm dead"

"You're really cute but stop being so dramatic" Santana grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet. "Come on. Just hold on tight and you'll be fine" She starts pulling me and I have no choice but to follow her.

"San" I whine.

"Don't be a baby you'll be fine"

I lay in my hotel bed later that night holding an ice pack to my fat lip, flipping through channel after channel while my phone blows up with a bunch of texts from Santana. Of course what I feared the most happened. Well except for the getting run over and dying. I not only got elbowed in the face but I fell off the jet ski because of it. I'm honestly not that too mad about it. It was an accident. Santana's hand slipped off the handle as she was turning and her elbow hit me in my mouth. I think I'm more okay with what happened than Santana is. She practically looked like she was going to cry when she saw my lip.

"Rach open the door" I turn the TV volume down and look around the room in confusion. I hurt my lip not my head so why am I hearing things. "Rach" I pick up my phone thinking I maybe accidentally called someone but I didn't. I get up and go to the door and look through the peep hole but I don't see anyone. Then I hear two soft knocks followed by "Rachel open the door!" And that's when I realize the knocks and voice is coming from the joining room door. I'm confused. No one in glee club is next to me so how would the people next door know who I am? "Rachel open the damn door" I walk over to the door and open it. I see Santana and two very annoyed looking people behind her. "About time jeez" Santana walks past me and comes into my room. I give a quick apology to the people in the next room before closing the door and locking it.

"What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't be in my room anymore. I wanted to check on you" Santana says with a smile.

"You're going to get in trouble"

"No I'm not. No one knows I left well except for Quinn, Brittany and then the other strangers that were in the rooms I went through to get here. Everyone else including Mr. S, Ms. P and B think I'm in my room" I just give her an annoyed look until I see her eyes look directly at my lip. "It doesn't hurt anymore" I reassure her.

"I'm still really sorry. I didn't mean to do that. My hand just slipped"

"I know. It was an accident. Mr. Schue isn't going to be happy when he sees it though"

"What do you mean? Didn't he see it when he did his room checks?" I shake my head no.

"I hid it"

"Oh well" Santana says with a shoulder shrug. "They score us on dancing and singing not looks so he can't get too mad"

"I guess. So do you want to watch a movie? I think I saw The Notebook on"

"You crazy? The Walking Dead has a marathon going on right now"

"Please don't make me watch that San. I had nightmares the last time" I whine to her hoping she'll watch The Notebook instead. She shakes her head no and goes to grab the remote to change the channel. The minute I hear gun shots and screams I know I'm going to be watching zombies until it's time to go to sleep and that's just what happens.

After a painful three hours of zombie torture we finally turn the TV off. When I look at the clock I know we really need to get some sleep for competition.

"Night Rach" Santana tells me. "You want me to turn the light off or leave it on?"

"I don't get a goodnight kiss?"

"I don't want to hurt you"

"You're not. Just kiss me" Santana leans in and places the lightest kiss on my lips. "Really?"

"What?" I cup her cheek and then kiss her firmly. When she realizes I'm not in any pain she starts to deepen the kiss and begins to push me on my back and we settle in a comfortable position with her on top of me. I can feel her hips start to rock into me as she starts placing kisses along my jaw down to my neck. My hands rest on her hips for a bit but then I slide them under her shirt running them up and down her back.

"I'm waiting for someone to knock on the door" I tell her and I feel her smile into my neck.

"I know" San pulls away a bit. "Do you want to stop?" She asks me.

"Not at all" I lean up to place a soft kiss on her lips and then she goes right back to kissing my neck.

"I'm a little nervous though" I tell her honestly and she pulls away again.

"You sure you want to do this? We can wait"

"I don't want to wait anymore" I tell her as I pull my tank top over my head. She kisses my lips again and then starts trailing kisses down my neck, to my collarbone, down to my stomach and stops at the waist band of my sleep shorts. I lift my hips up and she takes them off. She sits up and removes her shirt. I get under the covers and remove my bra and panties and sit there with her covers over me. Santana get under the covers on the other side of me and removes her clothes as well.

"I feel like saying I'll show you mine if you show me yours but we kind of have the same parts" I roll my eyes and she laughs. She moves closer to me but I stop her.

"Wait" She gives me a confused look. "Can you…umm…turn the lights off" There's still confusion all over her face. "I'm just…I'm really nervous right now" She gives me a smile and kisses my lips.

"There's nothing to be nervous about it's just me"

"I know but…"

"But nothing" Santana tells me as she cuts me off. "You're beautiful Rach" I give her a shy smile. "But I'll turn the lights off"

"I love you" I tell her as she reaches for the light switch.

"I love you too" She tells me as she flicks the switch off.