"What's wrong?" Rachel asked gently, tugging the other girl's arm.

The other girl, Santana, only looked at her with an unreadable expression on her face. "Nothing's wrong, I'm fine."

Rachel knew that was a lie. After all, the most common lie is 'I'm fine'. She thought back to the morning where the Latina had cursed repeatedly for some unknown reason. And how Santana treated some of the new freshmen in AP Maths quite viciously and harshly, she might add.

"Don't lie to me or to yourself, San. Please tell me, perhaps I could help."

"Perhaps,"

Rachel jutted her lips outward. "Please?" she knew that Santana could not handle the big puppy dog eyes and the irresistible pout. "Please, San?"

"It's nothing important, Rachel."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Everything is important, Santana."

Santana stopped dead in her tracks, turning her head to stare at the other girl. "Have you ever felt that you are so easily damn replaceable? Like, you get close to someone for a while and everything's blissful but then, after that, it collapses into pieces at the most unimaginable moment. Uncountable and fragile pieces. Do you ever feel that?"

"Almost every day," Rachel mumbled more to herself, not knowing that the Latina managed to hear it quite clearly.

Santana took Rachel's hand with her own. "Look, I'm really sorry for everything I've done to you for the past years, Rach," she smiled gently, liking the way Rachel's eyes lit up. "It was wrong of me, it was wrong of all of us to hurt you; to make you an outcast when you were there for me, for us, when we were in need. You, Miss Rachel Berry, are an incredible leader and friend."

Smiling almost as wide as saucers, Rachel flung herself towards the Latina, engulfing her in a hug. "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise," she heard Santana say so she just squeezed the girl tightly and breathed in her scent which vaguely smelled like cinnamon and vanilla combined.

"Thank you," Rachel said, tears were starting to form in her eyes. She does admit that she can be, well, overly emotional than one needs to. "And just so you know, I would never ever replace you because you are one in a billion. Everything about you is unique, Lopez,"

"I do my best," Santana put on a well-known smirk on her complexion, pulling away from the hug that lasted way too long for a pair of friends to hug, much to Rachel's dismay. "C'mon."

She tugged on Rachel's hand firmly before letting it go and leaded the way towards the choir room. Mr. Schue said he wanted to try out some new duets that would be perfect for the two brunette's vocal range since their truckload of awesome duet of So Emotional was a huge hit. But they weren't actually surprised to find out that there was no one else in the choir room when they arrived.

Of course Mr. Schue would be fashionably late!

Rachel sighed deeply before strolling herself towards the vacant chair on the second row and collapsed on the chair with her backpack on the chair next to her.

Without a single word uttered, Santana followed Rachel's movements and moved to Rachel's left before sitting down with her feet propped up on the chair in front of her. "Are you surprised, Berry?"

"Not at all, Lopez," Rachel smirked.

"Yeah, you're right," Santana pretended to sigh, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "He's probably penetrating his wand to Miss Pillsbury's pocket," she laughed hysterically, even more when Rachel gasped in shock with her mouth almost as big as the Grand Canyon and repeatedly slapped Santana's forearm.

"My virgin ears!" she squeaked, placing her hands to her ears and making Santana doubled over laughter with tears almost spilling out of her eyes. "I can sue you for this, Lopez!"

Santana tried to get her breathing in check. "Jesus, Berry, you should have seen the look on your face. Priceless,"

Rachel could only roll her eyes hardly before turning away from the Latina, facing the wall in attempt to ignore her.

Besides the occasion chuckle from the Latina, the two girls mainly sit in silence after it all, waiting Mr. Schue to arrive. Santana started to play with her phone whereas Rachel started crooning to the tune of A Boy Like That.

It had been already 20 minutes and Mr. Schue was still nowhere to be found. Santana rolled her eyes because Mr. Schue's tactics are really getting old so she sighed in annoyance and looked towards the girl next to her, who had at some point took out her notebook and was busy writing in it.

"What cha doing there, Berry?" she inquired, shifting closer so she could get a better view.

Rachel just smiled and slid the book towards Santana. "I'm writing a song but I've only started on the chorus though."

Dark eyes began to read the content, Santana subtly nodding her head as if she had found the perfect beat for the song. She looked towards Rachel for permission, who just shrugged and nodded.

Santana cleared her throat in a dramatic way, Rachel might add as she rolled her eyes, and began to croon out the lyrics softly.

I'll help you find the light,

I'll guide you through the night,

You are everything to me,

And everything I wanna be.

"Wow," Rachel managed to breath out the simple word, not leaving her daze phase just yet. It was only when Santana looked towards her with such sincerity and vulnerability, did she snapped out of it. "You were incredible."

Santana chuckled, hoping that her tanned skin would be enough to cover her blush that had spread on her cheeks like Nutella. "It's only four lines, Berry."

"Still,"

Santana blushed even further, unsure why receiving compliments from a particular diva has heart skipping a beat or two. "Uh… I… um thanks, I guess," she chuckled nervously.

Rachel shrugged, grabbing the notebook and stuff it into her bag before a heavy yawn escaped her lips. She shook her head, thinking where the hell is Mr. Schue and what has gotten him ted up as she unconsciously laid her head on Santana's shoulder.

Rachel was surprised that she didn't get called off for laying her head there. She was even more surprised when Santana shifted closer so that their arms were touching and laid her head on top of her head as a content sigh escaped from the Latina's lips. Santana unconsciously took Rachel's hand in her lap and began to play with her fingers, a trait Rachel found adorable.

Both girls just enjoyed the comfort that the silence brought and the warmth from each other.

But the comfortable moment went away as fast as it came. "Aw!" a piercing voice startled the two girls out of their bubble, their heads snapping up towards the voice and was shocked to see Brittany and another figure, a freshmen, they assumed, walking up towards them. The two girls moved away from each other as quick as lightning as if they were caught doing something they weren't supposed to do.

"Hi guys!" Brittany squealed, skipping towards and engulfed the two girls in a bear hug.

Rachel greeted while Santana smiled, "Hey B." Brittany grinned and introduced the girl next to her, who they learned is Marley Rose, a freshman in McKinley High.

"Are you guys together?" she inquired, a confused look on her face.

"Um," both girls said simultaneously.

Marley chuckled. "Is that a yes?"

"No! I mean, yes, wait, no, wait what?" Rachel scrambled her words up, her eyebrows furrowed in a way that Santana found endearing.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell, really but I just think that you two are a cute couple!"