Chapter 3

So far, it had been about two weeks since Sugar first used the time machine. She continued to use it everyday without her mom noticing. During the day, she would go back to the past and hang out with her parents back in Lima. She liked to think that she became pretty good friends with them, well, Brittany at least. Her relationship with Santana still needed some work. It was quite a bit similar to how things were at home.

At night, she would come back to the present and sleep at home. Then she would do the same thing all over again the next day. It wasn't very hard to do since her mom didn't really pay attention to her. She was so busy with work and doctors appointments, she barely spent any time with Sugar anymore. She's probably just trying to keep herself distracted. It's only been about a month since mama died.

Sugar still hadn't actually gone back to the accident like she intended to do the first time. She wanted to have some fun with the time machine before she got Brittany back. Brittany would probably kill her for using it without her permission.

At the moment, Sugar was sitting in the back of Spanish class with Brittany. This was the only class her parents didn't have together since Santana was fluent and she took one of the AP classes. The only reason that Sugar was in class with the seniors was because when she was growing up, Santana made sure that she would be fluent in the language as well.

Right now, Sr. Martinez was teaching them how to write sentences using the conditional tense. Brittany hadn't been paying attention, so it caught her by surprise when she heard her name being called out.

"Brittany, ¿Puedes decir una oración usando el condicional?" Sr. Martinez asked as he walked up to her desk.

The blonde just gave him this blank look, not understanding what he was asking of her.

"Could you please give me a sentence using the conditional?" He translated.

"Oh...um," Brittany looked to Sugar, silently asking for assistance. "I don't think I ca-"

"Si no fuera una estudiante, viajaría a todos los países," Sugar cut in.

Sr. Martinez turned to her and smiled. "Muy bien, Sugar. Gracias."

Sugar just nodded and then turned to her mom. All Brittany did was mouth 'Thank you,' and then they went back to listening to the teacher.

After class was over, it was time for lunch. Brittany asked Sugar if she wanted to sit with them. She had asked her everyday, and everytime, Sugar would say no. The only time she had eaten with them was that first day. Sugar had decided that that would be the first and last time she would eat lunch with her parents here. She didn't like the way Santana would look at her. It was the same way she would look at that Rory kid that was staying at Brittany's house. It terrified her, and she didn't want to be Santana's next victim, so she did whatever she could to stay out of her way.

"Um, no thanks," Sugar said and then tried to hurry off to her locker.

Brittany just followed her. "Why do you always say no?" she asked once they got to her locker. "Do you not like me? Cuz if not, just tell me and I'll leave you alone."

Sugar turned to Brittany and saw that she was looking down at her feet with a pout. "Brittany, of course I like you. I think you're awesome! Why else would I agree to tutor you in Spanish?"

This made Brittany look back up and give her a small smile. "Then what is it?"

Now it was Sugar's turn to look down at her feet.

"You know you can tell me. I'll do whatever I can to fix it," Brittany assured her.

Sugar bit her lip and continued to stare down at her feet.

"It's Santana, isn't it?"

"N-no..." Sugar stuttered as she picked her head up.

Brittany just raised her eyebrows.

"Fine. Yes, it's her. She just... She's always-"

"I'm always what?" Santana questioned as she came up behind Brittany and wrapped her arm around her waist.

"Babe," Brittany whispered warningly into Santana's ear.

"No. Let Richie Bitch finish. I wanna hear what she has to say," Santana said, quirking her eyebrow at Sugar.

Sugar looked down once she realized that her hands had started wringing uncontrollably because of her nervousness. Brittany noticed this and saw that it was the exact same thing Santana would do whenever she was nervous. This wasn't the only thing Brittany had noticed over the past two weeks. She had decided not to say anything since it could have just been a coincidence, but sometimes, it got kinda creepy. There were some things that Sugar did that were almost too similar to what Santana, and sometimes even herself, would do.

Sugar just continued to look down, refusing to answer to Santana.

"Come on, Richie. We don't have all day," Santana complained.

After a few more seconds of Sugar's silence, Santana gave up.

"Fine then. Let's go, Brittany," she said as she turned to leave.

"My name isn't Richie, Santana," Sugar stated, deciding it was about time that she stood up to the seventeen year old version of her mom.

Santana turned back around to face the shorter girl. "Oh? Then what would you like me to call you?" Santana questioned as she crossed her arms over her chest. She walked back to Sugar and stood right in her face, towering over her, slightly scaring her.

"Uhhh-um...S-sugar," Sugar stuttered.

Santana quirked her brow and just studied Sugar's face for a few moments before slowly backing away.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Sugar asked, confused.

Santana nodded and shrugged. "Yeah. You're the only person besides Brittany who has stood up to me, and I respect you for that."

"Really?" Sugar asked, completely shocked that she finally got on her mom's good side.

"Yup. Why don't you come sit with us at lunch?"

Sugar looked to Brittany, uncertain if she should go or not.

Brittany just nodded her head, telling her it was okay.

"Okay, sure!"

"Alright then, let's go," Santana said as they all turned to go to the cafeteria.

Sugar smiled to herself as she followed her moms. I can't believe she actually likes me now. This is so awesome!

As Sugar stepped out of the time machine and back into her basement in the present, she felt a weird tension in the air, like something bad was about to happen. She looked around the room to make sure no one was there and that nothing was missing. After finding nothing wrong, Sugar just brushed off the feeling and went upstairs to get a snack from the kitchen.

After grabbing one of her mom's pudding cups, she checked the time to make sure Santana wasn't home yet. Oh thank god. It's only 5. She shouldn't be getting home until-

"SUGAR!" She heard her name being yelled after a door was slammed shut.

Oh shit. Sugar quickly put the pudding cup back in the fridge before her mom could see that she had taken one.

"Sugar!" Santana yelled when she finally found her daughter in the kitchen.

"Yes?" Sugar replied, completely terrified of her mom at the moment.

"Where the hell have you been?!"

"What do you mean? I just got home from school." Sugar said, trying her best to play dumb.

"No you didn't! I was just at your school speaking with your principal because I got a call from him saying that you haven't been there in two weeks. Two weeks!"

Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit. An angry mom is never a good mom.

"Uhhh..."

"Well?!" Santana asked.

Sugar just stood there, not knowing how to respond.

"If you don't tell me, then you're grounded til the end of the school year!"

Sugar's eyes widened. "Mom! No!"

"Then tell me! Where the hell have you been sneaking off to for the past two weeks?!" Santana demanded.

Sugar paused for a few moments before replying.

"I can't tell you," Sugar finally mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Santana gasped.

Sugar spoke a little more loudly this time. "I said, 'I can't tell you.'"

Santana was surprised. Sure, Sugar wasn't the most well-behaved child, but she had always done what she was told and barely ever talked back. Santana could tell that something bigger was going on, she just don't know what.

"Sugar, can you please tell me what's going on? Why haven't you been at school?" Santana asked in a quieter tone.

Sugar could see that her mom was genuinely concerned, she just didn't know what to tell her. She couldn't tell her what she had actually been doing. Santana would be furious.

Just as Sugar was about to make something up, there was a loud noise coming from the basement.

"What the hell is that?" Santana asked as she began to walk towards the noise.

Sugar's eyes widened when she recognized the noise and began to panic. Oh no. Why did it have to randomly turn on now?

"Mom!" Sugar shouted.

"What?" Santana turned around to face her daughter. "Do you know what's down there?"

"Um...n-no," Sugar stuttered.

Santana just stared at her in disbelief. She knew she was lying. After a few more seconds, the noise started to get louder.

"Well if you won't tell me, then I'm gonna find out myself," Santana stated as she went down into the basement.

Sugar went after her. "Mom! Mom, just wait! Please!"

But it was too late. Santana had already gotten to the bottom of the staircase and saw what was causing all the noise.

Santana's jaw dropped. She just stared at it in shock and then turned to her daughter.

She pointed to it and asked, "Is that...is that Brittany's time machine?"