Chapter 3

The walk to Glee Club seemed like the walk of death for Santana, her body felt limp and numb. She couldn't describe this feeling but she knew that it was a feeling she didn't want to endure. She had been safe all day without running into Brittany and Artie being a couple. Any time she saw either one they were alone or with Becky or Tina respectively.

Walking into Glee Club now and seeing Brittany and Artie all in love wasn't something Santana was ready to see, but she knew just like talking to Brittany she would have to get it over with.

She entered the choir room and noticed Sam sitting in the back row with a seat waiting for her. He patted the seat for her to sit beside him and she did so without so much of a glance at him.

"I tried calling you last night." He whispered in her ear.

"I was asleep." She lied.

"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to go to Color Me Mines tonight."

"Isn't that the place you wanted to drag Quinn to?"

Sam hesitated, "Well, yeah but…"

"I don't do left over invitations, Sam."

As Sam tried to pick his lip off the floor, Santana's eyes wondered down the rows until she found herself looking at Brittany and Artie. Though they were sitting together rather close, there was hardly any form of love between them. Santana couldn't help but smile when she saw this.

Mr. Schue made his way into the room and pulled out a marker and wrote on the board.

Confessions.

"Confessions?" Finn questioned.

"Confessions." Mr. Schue said with a nod, "We all have at least one thing that we all have hidden deep in our souls that we know need to be confessed."

Brittany subtly eyed Santana, who, out of the corner of her eye, eyed Brittany back.

"That's our assignment?" Tina asked, "To find a song that describes our confession?"

"More than just a confession." Mr. Schue walked a few paces ahead and placed his briefcase on the piano, "It's a soul intervention, it's time for everyone to release their anger and their hate and their many mixed feelings. Now no one will truly know what you're confessing except for you. This lesson isn't to pry into anyone's lives it's for you and only you to release every feeling you've ever had. This lesson isn't really a lesson; it's a revelation for yourself."

"Mr. Schuester?" Rachel had her hand raised high above her head.

"Yes, Rachel?"

"What if you don't have a confession?"

"Everyone has a confession, Rachel."

"Yeah, you can confess to how you're annoying and mildly obsessed with people you can't have." Santana said, the words slipping from her mouth.

Rachel turned her head to Santana slightly, "People I can't have? Do I have to start with you?"

"With me?" Santana looked shock, "What's there to say hobbit?"

"Where do I begin?"

"Ladies enough!" Silence filled the choir room as Santana leaned back in her chair and folded her arms, "Everyone has a confession Rachel, just try and dig deep inside of you and you'll find it."

The bell rang and the choir room was immediately drained from its students, Brittany turned back quickly to look at Santana then wheeled Artie out of the room.

Rachel stood over her chair fixing her book bag as Santana made her way towards her.

"Listen hobbit, I don't know your game plan but whatever it is it's not going to work." Santana said in a clear voice.

"I don't have a game plan, Santana, but clearly you do." Rachel grabbed her book bag and slung it over her shoulder. Santana stood in front of her.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're just lucky your boyfriend is too thick to see it." Rachel whispered. Santana grabbed Rachel's arm.

"I'm warning you troll."

"Are you going to fight me, Santana? What exactly would that prove? No one in this club knows but me, you and Brittany." Santana released her arm.

"No one knows what?"

"Singing Landslide was an amazing touch, I felt your pain. But honestly it was pretty clear your feelings throughout. I only caught on to it because I have two gay dads."

"What does that have to…?"

"I know you're in love with Brittany." Rachel whispered. Santana took a step back, "But don't worry. I won't tell anyone you're gay…"

"I'm not gay."

"Oh, well bi-sexual then…"

"Listen hobbit you know nothing, okay? I sang a song with my best friend, you know why? Because she's my best friend and that's what best friends do in Glee Club they sing songs, they dance dances and they have fun together. Nothing more or less."

"Fine, fine, whatever you say Santana." Rachel began to walk passed her then turned slightly, "Seriously Santana I know I'm the last person in this place you'd want to talk to about this."

"There's nothing to talk about…"

"Well if there was, just know I'm here for you." Rachel smiled slightly then exited the choir room.