So I am really sorry how long this has taken me, I was just a little stuck and I have been working on this other story a lot. As always, I love reviews, please let me know if you are liking it or not.

Santana's POV

Last night had been great, not only had Brittany and I kissed for most of the tutoring, but she asked me out for dinner tonight. I could tell that she wanted to say something else when Finn came up, but I did not want to ask her. I feel like he doesn't actually like me and Brittany knew that, but she didn't want to tell me.

I am really nervous for tonight; I mean I have never been on a date, let alone with someone as amazing as Brittany. I know I don't know her all that well but what almost everything that I do know about her is amazing. I mean I told her that she was the first person I had ever kissed and she made me feel better about it.

The one thing is, is that this whole thing with her and Finn really makes me wonder. She told me that she has no idea why she slept with him in the first place but it makes me worry that she may sleep with other people when we are dating, if we start dating. I know I should talk to her about it, but I feel like it is too early to talk to her about that stuff, I mean tonight is our first date and sure we have kissed but I know that that doesn't make us exclusive.

It was almost time to go to school and I still had no idea what I was going to do, I guess I will wait and see what happens, later.

Brittany's POV

I walked to my locker and saw Quinn standing by hers, taking books out of her bag and putting them into her locker.

"How do you read so many books?" I asked as I began to turn the dial of my lock. She didn't say anything so I glanced over at her. "Hey Q." I said a little louder than necessary.

She looked over at me with a glare. "What?" She asked angrily.

I was a little taken aback. "Ah, how long does practice go tonight?" I asked trying to think of something to say.

"Five." She said and then turned back to her locker.

"I talked to Santana."

"What did she say?" Quinn turned back to me, and her voice was less bitchy than before.

"She said that Finn asked her out, and she said no."

"Why would she say no?"

I shrugged. "Like I said yesterday, she doesn't like him like that."

"There must be another reason." She said it more to herself than to me. "What are you doing tonight?" She asked after a short pause.

"I have plans." I said glancing over at her. "Why?"

"To see what Finn is doing, or who he is doing"

"You think that he and Santana are going to meet secretly? I mean who does that?"

"You did." She replies her voice has gone to an even bitchier tone.

"True. I don't know what Finn is doing tonight, but I know he is not meeting Santana."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I am going to dinner with her."

"What?" Quinn yelled. "You are going out with her now?"

"You were the one who wanted me to talk to her, find out about her and Finn."

"Yes, in your tutoring sessions. I didn't mean in public. What was going through your mind when you agreed to that?"

"I actually asked her out. And I was thinking that if I wanted to go on a date with the girl that I really like, I should ask her out."

"Wait so this is a date?"

"Yup."

Quinn let out a deep breath. "You know what? I'm done."

"Done what?"

"Dealing… with you. I gave you a huge second chance after you really hurt me, and now you aren't even helping me with the one thing that I asked you to do."

"If I am dating her, Finn can't."

"You know it is hard keeping you up at the top with me, Britt. With your grades and you don't have the best social skills out there. I have spent the past two years, trying to make sure that my best friend doesn't fall to the bottom. But when you start to date a huge loser in this school, let alone another girl, you are going to fall quickly. And I don't know if I have the ability to help pick you up."

"Quinn, I don't give a fuck about status. I like Santana a lot, and I don't care if you think she is a loser or not."

"Fine, then don't expect to be wearing that for long." She said motioning to my cheerios uniform.

"Only coach can kick people off the team, and you know she won't kick me off because I am the best out there. Better than you." I said and then closed my locker and walked away.

Nobody's POV

Santana was busy putting her textbooks back into her locker when she heard someone walk over to her. She turned and saw Quinn standing there glaring at her.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked angrily, Santana could tell she was not really asking.

"Sure." She closed her locker and turned to Quinn so that they were looking each other in the eyes.

"What is the deal with you and Britt?"

"I am tutoring her in Spanish."

"Quit playing dumb, I know that you two are going out tonight."

"Then why are you asking?" Santana amazed herself with being able to stand up for herself even a little.

She brushed off the Latina's comment. "You know she is just using you right?"

"What?"

"Yeah, she is only being nice to you for her Spanish grade. Brittany may not be that smart but she knows how to get what she wants. She has an ulterior motive for almost everything she does. She knows how to play with people. Look I am sorry for being blunt, but after what she did to me, I don't want you to get hurt like that."

"How do I know you aren't lying to me?"

"Look, I know I wasn't that nice to you earlier, but it's because I was I have been dealing with some personal stuff. I would love to talk about this more, but I think we should do it somewhere more private. Like my house or something." Quinn did her best to give Santana a slightly seductive look.

"Quinn, I like Brittany a lot."

"How do you know she isn't screwing around with someone else? She may have ended it with Finn but almost anyone else at this school would happily sleep with her."

"I don't believe you."

"What that Brittany is one of the hottest girls in this school? Or that she is probably sleeping with a bunch of other people right now?"

"I know Brittany is the hottest girl in this school."

"Believe what you want, I can't change your mind. But I can tell you that if you stay with Brittany, in the end you will be hurt. I won't hurt you Santana." Quinn tried her best to sound sincere.

Santana thought for a moment. "Why should I believe you?"

"I know what you are going through; it is easy to fall into Brittany's trap. And now that I have gone through that, I want to make sure no one else has to deal with it."

"I don't know." Santana shook her head.

"Look I don't care what you say. Just think about it." Quinn said and then walked away a smug smile sitting happily on her face. She had decided if Brittany was going to try and date a loser, why not have a little fun herself.

Santana stood there slightly confused as to what was going on. But she didn't have long to be confused, Brittany happily skipped over to where Santana was standing.

"So I was thinking I would pick you up around seven. Do you like pasta?" Santana had to take a moment to process what Brittany had just said. "Are you okay Santana?" Brittany asked, concern suddenly filling her voice.

"What?" Santana asked looking at Brittany, shaking her head as if trying to get her confusion out of her head.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Santana lied.

"So do you like pasta?" Brittany's voice returned to its normal cheery tone.

"Are you using me?"

"What?" Brittany asked completely taken aback.

"Are you just being nice to me and everything for your Spanish grade?"

"Of course not, I really like you."

"Are you sleeping with other people?"

"No." Brittany was beginning to get a little hurt. "Did someone tell you I was?"

"Quinn," At the mention of the other blonde's name, Brittany rolled her eyes. "was talking to me."

"And you believe her? I promise you I am not sleeping with anyone. She is just bitter about the break up."

"I don't know who to believe I mean both of you made good points."

"I am telling you the truth, I would never hurt you." Brittany said reaching out to take Santana's hand.

"I don't think we should have dinner tonight." Santana said pulling her hand away.

"Can I still come over for tutoring?"

"I don't think that is a good idea. I just need some time to figure out what is going on." Santana turned and began to walk away.

"Santana, please." Brittany said, her voice completely broken.

She looked over her shoulder at the blonde. "I'm sorry." Santana said quietly and then walked to the Spanish room.

Just a comment: definitelyalopez, I hope you liked this chapter, I am definitely going to put at least little things that I hope you recognize because I think it is really awesome what you have been doing and keep it up.