Chapter 9
Santana felt herself drifting in and out of sleep in Mr. Schue's classroom. She couldn't seem to focus and his lesson seemed to be completely boring for some odd reason. He was discussing verbs, or at least that's what she thought he was discussing she stopped paying attention after he translated the word love. And in all honesty Santana had no real reason to be in Spanish class, seeing that she was part Latina. She merely rolled her eyes and drifted into a deep sleep until the bell rang.
"Hey Santana I need to talk to you." Brittany was running up behind her as Santana made her way to Glee Club.
"Can this wait? I have a great song to sing in Glee Club."
"Oh, you chose it already?"
"Yeah…You kind of inspired me."
"How?"
"Your words mean more to me than you may think Brittany, just remember that."
"Uh…"
"See you in Glee." Santana made her way towards the choir room.
"But it's really important." Brittany said sadly to her shoes.
Later in Glee Club…
"So, who has a song that they'd like to sing?" Mr. Schue asked.
"I do." Santana answered monotone.
"Great, let's hear it."
Santana made her way to the center of the room and eyed the audience before her. She stared into each and every one of their eyes and then smiled to herself.
"Before I start to even sing this song, I would like hob-I mean Rachel to come down and help me sing it."
Rachel, surprised, got off her chair and came down and stood beside her.
"This song explains everything I feel right now. My confession is that I'm blaming you for making me feel this way and that I wish you'd make up your mind so I can make up mine…" She turned to Rachel, "Ready?"
"Ready."
Santana instructed the band to start the drums, for a second Rachel looked lost in the instruments until she caught on the song. She softly nudged Santana and gave her a smile.
"I'd conjure up the thought of being gone
But I'd probably even do that wrong
I try to think about which way
Would I be able to and would I be afraid
Cause oh I'm bleeding out inside
Oh I don't even mind (yeah)
It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back…"
Brittany looked up from her seat and locked eyes with a teary eyed Santana
"…I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair
Da da dada da dada da
Da dadadadadada da dadadadadada
I'm trying to figure out what else to say (what else could I say?)
To make you turn around and come back this way
(Would you just come back this way)…"
Santana shrugged off the tears but wouldn't let her eyes drop from Brittany's who was looking intensely at her.
"…I feel like we could be really awesome together
So make up your mind cause it's now or never (oh)…"
Brittany sighed heavily as Artie looked from Brittany to Santana.
"…It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair
I would never pull the trigger
But I've cried wolf a thousand times
I wish you could
Feel as bad as I do
I have lost my mind
It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold (I hold) my breath (my breath)
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air (running out of air)
And it's not fair"
Santana sniffled and wiped her nose as Rachel grabbed her hand in awe and happiness. They smiled sweetly at each other as the members of Glee Club clapped loudly. They released hands and made their way to their seats.
"Santana and Rachel everyone!" Mr. Schue said loudly, clapping his hands.
Brittany looked at Santana but she didn't look back at her. She couldn't. She said what she needed to say and there was nothing more to do now than to wait for Brittany to make up her mind.
*Song: It's All Your Fault - P!nk (Sung by Santana && Rachel)