"Mr. Puckerman please take-off your sunglasses in my classroom" I turn my head in Noah's direction and grin. Noah looks up at our teacher but he doesn't make a move to take his glasses off and I don't blame him. During the victory party he hosted this past weekend things out a little out of hand. Well more like Santana got out of hand.
"But..." Noah tries to protest and I hear Santana snicker in the seat next to me which makes me feel a little bad for him.
"Are they prescription glasses Mr. Puckerman?" Noah shakes his head no. "Then please take them off. There is no sun in this room so there should be no reason to be wearing them inside"
"Come on I've had them on all day. No one else has made me take them off"
"I don't care Mr. Puckerman, this is my classroom and you will follow my rules. When the bell rings you may put them back on if you like but for the next fifty five minutes you will take them off" Noah slowly takes the glasses off revealing his non existing right eyebrow and the whole classroom starts to laugh.
"Settle down class. Settle down"
"Yeah shut it or I'll beat every last one of you after school" Noah shouts as he covers his eyebrow with his hand and everyone but Santana slowly stops laughing. "You too Lopez, shut it or else"
"Or else what?"
"Or else you'll be sorry"
"Please you're not going to touch me" Santana tells him as she rolls her eyes. "You know very well you deserved what you got"
"How did I deserve to get my eyebrow shaved off?" I try holding in my laughter and Noah shoots me a dirty look and I immediately stop.
"Umm...did you forget two weeks ago you body slammed me in the Pacific Ocean? My back was sore for two days"
"Two days, big deal. That that's nothing compared to this" Noah points to is eyebrow or lack of eyebrow. "This...this is just plain out mean and going to take more than two days to grow back" Noah pouts like a child and I can't help but feel really bad now. Maybe Santana did cross the line a bit.
"Stop being a baby. It will grow back eventually and it's not like I took off both of them. Just put a band aid on it"
"ENOUGH!" Our teacher yells and the classroom goes completely silent. "Will you two please stop your bickering? I'm this close to sending you two to the principal's office"
"Sorry" Both Noah and Santana mumble.
"Thank you now everyone open your books and let's begin the assignment" Our teacher turns and starts writing on the whiteboard.
"That was pretty mean. You shouldn't have shaved his eyebrow off" I whisper to Santana as I get out my class book and open it.
"I didn't" I give her a confused look. If she didn't who did? "You did" She tells me.
"WHAT?" I shout and everyone including the teacher turns to look at me. " Ugh I hate when I do that" I mumble as my face turns red with embarrassment.
"Is there something you would like to share with the class Miss Berry?"
"No. I'm sorry for interrupting. Please continue with the wonderful lesson you have planned today" I give our teacher a mega watt smile only to get an evil look in return. "What do you mean I did it?" I whisper back over to Santana once our teacher has turned their back to the white board once again.
"You really don't remember?" I shake my head no. "It was when we were cleaning up because only you my love like to clean up at a party that you didn't even host" I smile.
"It's polite to help clean up" Santana rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
"You were being a drunken freak and not the kind I like" I blush at her words and I see her smirk at me.
"I'm not a freak" Santana keeps smirking at me and I lightly push her arm.
"Okay Okay you're not a freak but you kind of are" I roll my eyes.
"Will you continue?"
"Okay, you kept telling me you needed to help clean because Puck was passed out on the couch. You felt bad about him having to clean the mess on his own. I told you we should just leave, that he deserves to clean up his own mess since he hurt my back but then I got an idea. I told you we should draw a penis on his face and take pictures. I wanted to post them around school but that's when you say "oh" and bolted right passed me. I had no idea where you went but when you came back you had shaving cream and a razor in your hand"
"Why didn't you stop me?"
"I tried but you gave me a whole speech about wanting to protect me and defending my honor and a bunch of other stuff that I couldn't understand so I just let you do your thing" I lower my face in my hands as San continues to talk. "I thought Puck was going to wake up when you started pouring the shaving cream on him but he didn't move. Then in one quick motion you took the right eyebrow off. It was pretty impressive actually but when you went for the other one that's when Puck started to finally wake up and I grabbed the razor out of your hand and told you to run"
"Oh god I remember now" I tell her as I raise my head back up to look at her. "I yelled "he's going to kill me" as I ran out the house and didn't stop running till I got to your house and then I hid behind your car till you came for me"
"Yep, I don't think Puck really knew what happened to him. He just saw shaving cream and me and came after me. Lucky for me he tripped over the bottles and cups that were all over the floor and I was able to get away"
"I'm never drinking again" Santana smiles at me. "I have to tell him it was me"
"The hell you will. As much as he cares about you he'll slushie your ass all while his animal friends hold me down and make me watch. Puck likes revenge. He likes getting even. At least with him thinking it was me he doesn't have a reason to get back at me unless he wants to start a war which I'm ready for. But with you he'll want to get even"
"He wouldn't do that to me"
"Oh yes he will. The only way he'll let it go is if you sleep with him and that will happen over my dead body"
"I would never sleep with him but fine I won't say anything" I hear the bell ring and start gathering my stuff. "You're still coming over tonight right?"
"Of course, I'll be over after cheer" We both get up and walk to the door. "See you later" Santana leans in to kiss me and from the corner of my eye I see something coming at us both. I quickly pull Santana towards me and the force of my pulling makes us stumble backwards and crash into the desks behind us. "Rach what the hell" San gets up and then I see her face fall with confusion as she looks on the floor. I look down as well and see nothing but glitter? Why is there glitter everywhere? We both turn our attention to the doorway and see our teacher covered in glitter. My eyes go wide.
"Mr. Puckerman I'll see you in the principal's office NOW! Miss Lopez and Berry you're going to be late to your next class get moving"
"Did you see the look on Puck's face? And the way he stumbled over his words? I...oh...didn't mean...I meant too...sorry...right away" Santana continues to mock Noah as she lays sprawled out on my bed laughing like crazy. "He was shitting bricks"
"Language"
"He was pooping his pants. Better?" I throw a stuffed animal that was on my desk at her. "I can't believe he tried to glitter bomb me though, such a lame thing to do. He's getting lazy" I shake my head and then drop a pile of packets on the bed and take a sit next to San. "What are these?"
"College applications" Santana rolls her eyes at me and sits up. "You said after Noah's party we would talk about the future"
"I know" She exhales loudly. "Didn't think you would want to talk right after the party happened... no wait scratch that I should have known. Alright Berry let's talk"
"College" I begin to tell her.
"College" Santana repeats and I shoot her a dirty look. She smiles at me and pecks my lips but all I do is roll my eyes.
"I'm being serious"
"I know but I told you everything is going to be okay"
"I know but I just…I want us to be close to each other. I want a plan."
"I know you do and it will all work out" Santana takes a few of the applications from the pile I had brought and starts looking through them "So what is it that you do want to do?"
"I want to be with you"
"No. As sweet as that is and I want to be with you too I meant what do you want to major in? You should pick schools that go along with your major" I sit there and think about it for a second.
"Well I always wanted to help people so maybe a nurse" I see San's face change and she gets this look in her eyes and I roll mine because I know exactly what she's thinking. "Stop being a perv and picturing me in a nurse's outfit" I hit her with a pillow and she starts to laugh. "Besides I'm sure the scrubs they will have me wearing won't be nearly as hot as what you have pictured in your head" She just smirks at me.
"You never know but why settle for a nurse though. Why not become a doctor? I know you have the brains for it"
"Doctor Berry" I let the thought of being a doctor run through my head and I have to say I like it. "I like it"
"NYU has a good medical program you should look into it and apply. I mean there are a lot of schools with great medical programs but I know you want to be in New York"
"I do want to be there but umm...what about you? What do you want to major in?"
"That's easy. I knew since the first day I fought with my Nana what I wanted to be"
"And that is?"
"A lawyer" Santana tells me with a big smile. "My Nana accused me one time of taking cookies out of the cookie jar before dinner and after I pleaded my case and gave her step by step evidence that it wasn't me she told me I'd make a great lawyer someday and well that's always been in my head"
"Did you take the cookies out of the jar?" I question Santana and that grin she is wearing answers my question and I just shake my head at her ridiculousness. "Does NYU have a law program?" I ask a secretly crossing my fingers. Maybe we will get to go to school together.
"I don't think so but Yale and Harvard do. I can apply there. Not sure if I'll get in but it doesn't hurt to try" She tells me with a shoulder shrug. I hate how clam and collective she is about this.
"Oh" I lower my head and start fumbling through the pile of applications in front of me. "Does Yale have a medical program?"
"I don't know. Maybe"
"Oh" I say again a little disappointed.
"Don't" I look back up at her with a frown and she sighs at me. "I want you to apply to the schools that are good for you" She tells me as she intertwines our fingers. "You have to follow your own path. You can't be afraid to find who you are"
"I know I'm just..."
"Scared? Worried? Nervous?"
"All of the above"
"I know and honestly I am too but I'm not going anywhere okay. I promise you" I give her a small smile. "Here fill these out" Santana hands me four applications. "These are going to go to the four schools you told me you were going to apply too and these" San hands me three more applications. "These are going to the three schools I mentioned and these" San hands me eight more applications. "These will go to school that have both medical and law programs. We'll apply to all the school together because no matter what I say to you you're not going to be okay until we do this" I love how she understands me.
"Thank you" I put the applications to the side of me and motion for Santana to come closer to me.
"If I come any closer you know these applications aren't going to get filled out right?"
"Will you just come here?"
"Someone needs my love" She smirks at me and I glare at her before grabbing her shirt and crashing our lips together.
"My dads aren't going to be home for awhile" I tell her in between kisses.
"That's what you said the last time remember?" I pull back.
"Would you like to stop?" I ask as run my hands up and down her thighs and she shakes her head no. I pull my shirt over my head. "Good neither do I" I tug on San's shirt and flips me over on my back and takes her shirt off and then starts trailing kisses up and down my neck.
An hour later as Santana and I are putting our clothes back on I realize two things. One I can't find my bra and two we wrinkled all the application forms I had on the bed.
"Guess we won't be filling these things out today" I look over at Santana and see her lifting a very wrinkled form up. I just grin and throw on a sweat shirt as I head over to my book bag.
"I brought extra" I tell her as I pull out another stack of forms.
"Of course you did"
"Let's get started" I tell her with a big smile.
"You don't want to just cuddle?" I shake my head no. "Only you would pass on cuddling to fill out college forms" I kiss San's cheek and hand her a pen.