So, Santana should totally be pissed. Finn missed their empty classroom sex session. But the more time she spent with him, the less she could be angry with him. So her lack of anger didn't really surprise her. What did surprise her was when Finn barged into her room at seven P.M.

"Hey, you missed our classroom session," Santana quirked an eyebrow. Finn smiled sheepishly.

"I know, and I'm so sorry. But I broke up with Quinn today," Finn started. Santana smiled.

"Finn, that's...great," she said and kissed him lightly. He frowned and pulled away, Santana felt her heart fall.

"But...I got back together with Rachel," he finished. Santana's mouth opened slightly. In all honesty, she didn't know how to feel. She felt angry, hurt, lost and betrayed. All these emotions pushed and collided with one another.

"Why?" Was all she managed. Finn wouldn't meet her gaze as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"I...I guess I just never got over her," he said. Santana stood up, staring at him coldly.

"Then why didn't you cheat on Quinn with her? Is she too precious for you to whore around like you did to me?" Santana asked coolly.

"What? No! Santana please don't be hurt," Finn pleaded. Santana scoffed, she would never give him the pleasure now of him thinking that she cared about him.

"Don't flatter yourself, Giant. You were a distraction. I broke up with Sam, I don't need you. Any affection I felt was left over ecstasy. I'm relieved that the midget gets you. Now I don't have to wipe your drool and change your diapers. You'd think that after sleeping with me you'd become a sex god but you're still a clumsy, pathetic, stupid and tactless overgrown toddler. I shudder to think that I ever let you lay a hand on me. You're infantile, indecisive and you're a terrible lay. I guess now I can go back to screwing Puck every week, while you're stuck with the overbearing, crazy, and virginal dwarf. So, you keep thinking that you hurt me, Finn. But really, all you did was let me use you. You are nothing but a pawn," Santana spat out each insult without thinking, taking a malicious glee from watching Finn's face fall further with everyone one. She waited for him to snap and yell at her. She waited for the name 'bitch' to fly at her. But instead he looked up at her with broken puppy-dog eyes.

"I...I didn't know you thought that," he said. Santana felt sympathy leak into her heart but she angrily fought it off.

"That just proves how naive you are," she lied. Finn's face of hurt changed to one of peace, though hurt still swam in his eyes.

"Maybe I am naive. But I'm fine with that," he said with finality and left. Santana stared after him in shock. Did he really just leave? Did he really just remain calm after her string of insults? Worse than that, did she really just break Finn Hudson?

She waited for something. She waited for the feeling off an addict who just lost his drugs. She waited for the jealousy of a girl who lost her 'toy'. And, ashamedly, she waited for the crushing, drowning feeling of heartbreak.

But instead all she felt was pure, mischievous determination. Finn had chosen Rachel by choice, which meant he really cared about her. So if Santana could seduce him after two weeks of him getting back into his disturbing relationship with the hobbit, it meant that she was truly irresistible.

Now she had a plan.

She gave them two weeks of normalcy. She admitted that he heart felt like it was imploding every time she saw them sing together, dance together and hold hands. But she dismissed that. She'd have Finn back. She'd be his Gorgeous Nightmare once more. She had a plan. She was already mastering the art of seduction, and Finn was still pretty easy to control.

She started after the two weeks had passed. She started subtle and simple. She walked by him, casting him a flirty smile and brushing his arm gently while Rachel wasn't watching. She sang 'Peacock' in glee with Brittany and Tina. While those to sang to their boyfriends, Santana snuck glances at Finn. She'd catch his gaze and smirked, pushing her torso forward and winking at him before looking away.

She was going to get him back. Because even though she'd never, ever, admit it...she cared about him. She missed him. She...she needed him.

Watch out Finn Hudson. You are my new mission, Santana thought as she climbed into her car and peeled out of the school parking lot.

Destination: Finn's House.

A/N: Sorry It's short, but I thought this was a nice place to end this chapter. DON'T WORRY, MORE TO COME. Including my usual Rachel Bashing.