Silence filled the car as the two teenagers sat in the parking lot, the only light coming from the digital clock inside the car and the sign for Breadstix that hung high on the building. Santana rested her hands in her lap, the car seat warmers sending little waves of heat through her clothes. Finn stared at the digital clock, his eyes transfixed on the tiny numbers changing. Neither of them wanted to speak first but one had to, and it was his curiosity that got the better of him.

"So…" His eyes drifted towards her own that were avoiding his gaze.

"So." Santana managed to tear her eyes away from the steering wheel long enough to realize he was looking at her. She shrugged her shoulders and looked away again. "Before I answer your question, I'd like to ask you one. Why did you sleep with me that night?"

She had caught him off guard with her question, that was easy to tell. He struggled to find the right answer and she wasn't in the mood for being patient. It was hard enough having this discussion and she wanted it over before it had even started.

"Don't try to be a gentleman about it, Finn. Just answer the question." She looked over at him, finally meeting his eyes with hers.

"Rachel was dating that Jesse kid, and I was mad that she lied about it because I was really into her." He paused to scrunch up his face as if he was ashamed. "You offered to sleep with me, and I thought it would make her jealous so I did."

"So you used me to make Berry jealous?" Santana arched her eyebrows at the boy, waiting for him to realize he just answered his own question.

"Well, yeah but you… Oh." Finn looked like a scolded puppy as he looked at her. "That's what you meant."

"We used each other. You wanted to make the dwarf jealous and I needed to improve my image so Sue would promote me to head cheerleader. We had this conversation when we made the plans, Finn. So, don't take the high and mighty route by saying you went into it with good intentions and that it meant more to you then it did to me."

"It was my first time, Santana. Of course it meant something to me, I only said it didn't because you were acting so whatever about the whole thing. I was mad it didn't mean anything to you." Finn shrugged his shoulders as he played with the zipper on his jacket, zipping it up and then back down, over and over.

"Sex is sex, especially when you've done it as many times as I have. The only difference was you actually bought me dinner after, unlike most boys…" She looked at his hand, cringing at the noise of the zipper and grabbed his hand. "Can you stop that, please? It's so annoying."

Finn looked down at their hands, causing her to pull hers away quickly. "Why me?"

She arched her eyebrows at him. "Why you, what?"

"Why did you pick me to help your reputation? There are plenty of football players who are younger then you."

"Because you were a virgin, quarterback and on the basketball team. I was expecting you to follow me around like a puppy after that night but then you decide to keep our little rendezvous a secret so I couldn't even brag about it."

"You could have told. I didn't think you would actually listen to me when I asked you not to tell."

"Don't say I never did anything nice for you." Santana sighed and leaned back in her seat before turning to look at him again. Her eyes flicked over his face, how it scrunched up while he tried to process their conversation. It was the same face he always had during Spanish class and she would lean over to explain the verb change to him.

"I don't know how things got so messed up." He ran a hand through his hair, leaning back in his own seat with his eyes focused on the windshield. "Me and Rachel, we were good. I really, really liked her… loved her, I loved her. And then she had to go screw things up with Puck. I was ready to put this all behind us."

Santana shrugged, not wanting to be his relationship counselor but who else did he have really? "It's not so bad being single. You can do whatever you want and don't need to worry about anything else. Besides, I think the school prefers you single over dating the dwarf…"

"Santana-"

"Look, maybe you just need to cool down. You went straight from Quinn to Rachel, then pining over Rachel to dating her again. Have some fun."

"You left yourself out of that." Finn looked over at her.

"I don't mean anything, remember?" Santana chuckled and shrugged again.

"You mean something, you were my first. It's not like I'm going to forget that."

"So, you lied when you said it meant nothing?"

"I guess… I just said that because I didn't think it meant anything to you."

Santana nodded her head, pursing her lips together as she turned away and stared out the window. "It meant something to me."

He cocked his head to the side, a new wave of confusion spreading over his face. "It did?"

She kept her eyes on the windshield as she nodded. There really wasn't a reason to hide anything from Finn, not one she could think of anyways. She felt some what to blame for him and Rachel splitting up, sure she liked screwing people up but there may have been an ulterior motive. "I'm not saying you're the only person that has mattered, but you are one of the few."

"Do I still matter?"

That caught her attention. She turned to meet his eyes as she bit down on her lower lip, letting it slip free from between her teeth. "I think we've talked enough for tonight."

"But you didn't answer-"

"Goodnight, Finn." She unlocked his door and turned on the engine of her car, facing away from him as she put her seat belt on.

Finn opened his door and got out of her car, sticking his head back inside. "I'm not letting this go so easily, you know."

"I know."

Santana gave him a smile, a real one, as he closed the passenger door. She pulled out of the parking space and left Breadstix, running a hand through her silky hair. Did she really almost confess to Finn that she had feelings for him? No almost, she pretty much did confess feelings for him. It was a teeny crush though, one that she had on him since grade school. Sleeping with him was supposed to get all of those feelings out of her head, so why hadn't it? Maybe she felt something more for the jock, I mean he was good looking and funny, even if he didn't mean to be. He amused her and actually looked at her when she spoke, not the kind of look that Puckerman would give her where he would undress her with his eyes, but really look at her like he was trying to understand her better. By the time Santana reached her house she had a headache from analyzing the entire situation. Thinking about dating Finn was stressful, oh god, was she really thinking about dating him? She didn't date people, only got naked with them, according to Quinn. Maybe he was that exception though?

The next day at school was uneventful, the same as the day before but without the need to avoid Finn. The day went by rather quickly, ending with glee practice at the end. They sat next to one another, actually having a friendly conversation while Rachel sulked in the corner watching them. Santana made sure to laugh a little extra at all his corny jokes. She was nearly in tears as he finished the story of Puck getting caught on the fence last summer at football camp when they needed to sneak back in after curfew. A hour and a half later everyone started to clear out of the choir room. She was putting her jacket on when she heard saw Rachel cornering Finn as he gathered his stuff. Taking extra time, she pretended to look for her phone in her duffle.

"Really, Finn! How long can you possibly stay mad at me? This is ridiculous."

"You cheated on me, Rachel. And you can't say we are even now because I never cheated on you. You were dating Jesse when I was with Santana."

"I told you that Jesse and I were never together like that!"

"I meant together like dating, not sleeping together." Finn said.

"Please, Finn… I just want us to be able to talk about this, to get through this together. I miss you so much. Can't you come over tonight so we can talk?"

"Rachel…"

Santana turned around to watch as Rachel cued the waterworks, Finn struggling with what to say as he patted her arm awkwardly. She put the strap of her duffle over her shoulder and sauntered over to the ex-couple.

"Hey Finn, Yentel…" She looked over at Rachel and smirked before looking back at Finn. "Are we still on for Spanish tutoring at my place tonight?"

Rachel looked back and forth between the two as he gave Santana a confused look before finally understanding.

"Oh, yeah we are." He looked back at Rachel. "I can't come over because I'm kind of failing Spanish and Santana is going to tutor me…" He put his hands in his pockets as Rachel looked like she was about to burst into more tears.

"My dad won't be home so we have the place to ourselves." That was it, the final nail in her coffin. Rachel did her famous diva storm out and Santana rolled her eyes as she left.

"I think you over did it with the being along thing." Finn laughed as he scratched the back of his head."

"Oh well, she needs a little slap of reality." She shrugged her shoulders. "So, what time are you coming over?"

Finn stopped laughing and looked at her. "What? I thought that was just to get Rachel to stop bugging me."

"Come on, Finn. You said we weren't friends because we don't know each other. So, let's get to know one another." Santana arched her eyebrows as she gave him a half smile.

"I guess I can come over around seven… Wait, is your dad really not going to be home."

"You're going to have to come over and find out." Santana blew him a little kiss and turned to walk out of the choir room, swinging her hips to make sure his eyes were glued to one of her best assets as she walked out the door.