A few weeks had passed since Puck had humiliated Santana in front of the whole school, but being the bitch that Santana was, she'd gotten him back in front of the entire school by humiliating him by doing the one thing that would humiliate a guy, insulting his manhood. But ever since then she's been having a casual relationship with the Dalton Academy student Sebastian Smythe.
Santana walked down the hallway with her hands placed on her hips wearing her Cheerio's uniform, her hair pulled up into a tight ponytail and a pair of white sneakers to finish off the look. Students kept their eyes off her in case she would shoot her glares at them, glares that would damage a student inside because the looks that Santana shot were pure evil.
Rachel stepped out of the classroom holding her books close to her chest, she wore a red midi skater dress with a black belt around the middle, she wore her white socks up to her knees and a pair of black ballet pumps with a black and gold bow. She noticed Santana walking down the centre of the hallway and she followed her.
"Santana," she called, Santana carried on walking and kept her back to her.
"What do you want, Berry?" Santana asked her as she carried on walking. Rachel jogged up to her and walked alongside her.
"I need to talk to you," Rachel informed her.
"What?" She asked without any interest in the subject.
"Look," Rachel continued, "I know that it's been a while since you and Puck broke up, and I know that you told me that you don't want to be in a relationship because you don't want to be hurt, but Santana, you carry on being single and who knows what Puck will be thinking."
"You think I give a damn what he thinks?" She questioned her, "Because I don't because he won't be thinking anything because he's stupid. He thinks that the high road is something to do with marijuana."
"Yeah," Rachel understood, "I know that he's not the smartest guy in the world-"
"Not the smartest guy in the world?" She laughed sarcastically, "That's the biggest understatement of the year."
"But," Rachel continued, "That doesn't mean that the guy doesn't think that you're not still hurt by the fact that he broke up with you in front of the entire school."
"I don't give a damn what Puck thinks," she informed her, "I know that I'm over him and just because I'm not in a relationship with anybody, doesn't mean that I'm not over him. It's because I'm not in a relationship that proves that I'm over him."
"I get that you're over him," Rachel replied, "Because you've told me that you're over him, and because I'm a girl, I understand that just because you're not in a relationship it doesn't mean that you're not over a person, but you know that a guys mind works differently."
"That's because their minds are in their dicks," she stated harshly, "It's not my fault that a guy thinks with his dick and not with his head."
"I know," Rachel nodded, "But just think, if you get into a relationship then Puck might think that you're over him and he might get jealous because you're with somebody else and that you don't need him in your life."
Santana stopped in her tracks and placed her hand on Rachel's arm causing her to stop too, Santana turned her body to face Rachel as did she.
"Rachel," she advised, "Let me give a little bit advice to you. Puck is not the type of guy that gets jealous because he knows that he can get any girl that he wants because he has the charm. So, it doesn't matter whether I'm in a relationship or not, he will still think that I'm not over him because his big head will tell him differently."
"But-" Rachel replied.
"But nothing," she interrupted, "The guy only gives a damn about himself, I sang a song to him to prove that I was over him but he will still think until the end of time that no girl will be over him because he's mister perfect, which by the way, he's not. He's not perfect at all, the rumour about him being amazing in bed is false, he's average. I've had so much better than him."
"But I know somebody who would be perfect for you," Rachel informed her.
"Who?" She shrugged, "Who would be perfect for me?"
"Sam," Rachel nodded.
"As in Sam Evans?" She asked her with a raised eyebrow, "As in trouty mouth?"
"He's not that bad," Rachel informed her, "Okay, he may have a huge mouth but that doesn't mean anything, he's a nice guy and he would treat you right, look how he was with Quinn."
"But the bitch broke his heart," she hissed, "The poor guy was heartbroken after what she did to him."
"Exactly," Rachel insisted, "So, with the both of you having your hearts broken you would be perfect for one another. You know what they say, two broken hearts will mend together."
"Where the hell did you hear that?" She asked harshly, "Because I've never heard that saying before."
"I've just heard it before," Rachel muttered, "Okay."
"Because what I heard," she remarked, "Was that two broken hearts don't make things perfect, it just makes things a whole lot worse because you're jumping into the relationship after having your heart broken which means that it will just all go to pot."
"Okay, look," Rachel said to her, "I just want you to move on, I know that you don't want to because you're afraid of getting hurt, and I know that you said that you're never going in a relationship again because of what's happened in the past, but you can't base every single relationship on what's happened in the past. Not every guy out there is like Puck."
"It's not only Puck who has hurt me," she insisted, "Every guy that I've dated has hurt me."
"But Santana," Rachel smiled, "Sam is a really nice guy and you would get on with him. He would treat you right and you would be happy with him."
"If he's so good," she remarked, "Why don't you date him?"
"Because I'm already taken," Rachel replied, "Remember?"
"Right," she nodded, "You're still with Frankenteen."
"Santana," Rachel told her, "I would much appreciate you not calling him that because I don't like the way that it makes me feel."
"Fine," she sighed dramatically, "I won't call him that around you."
"No," Rachel sneered, "I don't want you to call him that at all. It's mean and rude and I don't appreciate it, and neither does he."
"You see, Berry," she shrugged, "It seems like you're asking a lot of me here, you should only ask me one thing at a time because I'm not gonna be able to do them all at once."
"Fine," Rachel sighed, "You don't have to be in a relationship with Sam."
"Thank you," she nodded.
"But," Rachel continued, "At least go out on a date with him, see how things go, you never know, he could be the guy of your dreams but because you were with Puck you didn't realise it."
"Do you even know if Sam actually likes me?" She asked her folding her arms across her chest.
"No," Rachel replied awkwardly, "I don't actually know that, however, you're Santana Lopez, you're smoking hot and every guy in the entire school would be dying to get with you."
"Well, yeah," she nodded smugly, "That's true."
"I'm sure that Sam would like to go on a date with you," Rachel told her, "I'll have a word with him and tell him all about you. I won't say that it's because you two are both single and are broken hearted because I know that you're not. I will just merely say that you're both single and ready to mingle."
"Yeah," she replied, "Don't say that because he'll just laugh at you."
"Fine," Rachel sighed dramatically, "I won't say that but I will mention that you're both single and you're both looking for a relationship." She smiled at Santana shrugging one of her shoulders at her before turning on her heels and heading down the hallway.
"Don't say that," Santana called, "Rachel, are you listening to me? Rachel!"
Rachel carried on walking down the hallway pretending that she'd hadn't heard Santana calling her name or what she'd just said to her. She wanted her friend to be happy even if it meant just dating a guy who was really sweet and nice. Santana sighed hard, she glanced around the hallway noticing that people were staring at her, she shot glares at them causing them to cower and turn their heads away from her. She smirked to herself and strutted down the hallway with her hands placed firmly on her hips.
It was near the end of lunchtime and Santana was standing at her locker gathering the books that she'd need for her next class, Sam with his blonde hair swished across his face slowly walked towards her and once he reached her locker he clenched his fist together and placed it near his mouth as he cleared his throat. Santana closed her locker door slightly glancing at him with a slight frown.
"Yeah?" She asked him, "What do you want?"
"Rachel kinder had a word with me earlier," he told her, "She said that because we're both single that we should go on a date together."
"She actually told you that?" She asked shaking her head, "That girl has no way of being subtle."
"So," he continued, "Was she lying about wanting to go on a date with me?"
"No," she sighed, "She wasn't lying but that girl could be more subtle when it comes to things like this." Santana sighed once more and turned her body towards him, placing on her hands on her hips. "Let's get this straight, trouty mouth," she said to him, "We've both just come out of really bad relationships and I know that you most probably think I'm hot and all, but do you really wanna date me?"
"Why not?" He shrugged, "Like you said, you're hot and we both have just come out of bad relationships, because we were both cheated on, but it's only a date, it doesn't mean that we have to get into a relationship straight away."
"So," she queried, "We can date one another for a while and see where it goes?"
"Pretty much yeah," he shrugged again, "Because I don't want to dive straight into a relationship because I don't want to be let down again."
"Me either," she informed him, "That's why I haven't been in a relationship since I broke up with Puck, because I broke up with him, remember?"
"I do," he nodded, "I think the whole school remembers you breaking up with him."
"Exactly," she told him, "So, yes, I'll go on a date with you but that doesn't mean that we're in a relationship until you ask me."
"Why should I ask you?" He asked her with confusion.
"Because you're the guy," she told him, "And the guy is supposed to be the one who asks out the girl because otherwise the girl just looks desperate, which by the way, I'm not, because if I was, then I would be dating Finn."
"But he's dating Rachel," he replied.
"Exactly," she nodded, "I would be desperate if I was gonna date him, but then again, I'm not a cheater like Puck."
"Don't forget to mention Quinn," he added.
"Exactly," she nodded, "Listen, Trouty Mouth, I'll go on a date with you but that doesn't mean that I'm your girlfriend." She slammed her locker door shut and faced him, "Not that it's a bad thing that I would be your girlfriend because I am an awesome girlfriend."
"And I'm not doubting that," he agreed.
"Pick me up tonight at 6," she told him, "And take me to Breadstix, I like the food in there."
"Will do," he nodded.
She smiled at him and walked passed him as she headed down the hallway to her class. Santana didn't want to be in a relationship but dating would be classed as being in a relationship and Rachel was right, Sam was a nice guy and if she gave him a chance then that's all it would be a chance. And because she was only dating the guy, it didn't mean that she had to stop having sex with Sebastian, the guy that she was talking about earlier when speaking about having better sex. She didn't want to admit it to Sebastian but he was the best sex that she'd ever had and she wasn't going to give that up just because she was dating Sam, because that's all she was doing, dating him.