A/N: Some Pezberry interaction in the chapter :)
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Santana and Dani were doing well. Over the last week, they had slowly gotten much closer to one another emotionally. They'd starting giving each other a goodbye kiss when Dani left Santana's house, and it felt so good to be able to do that.
Dani hadn't agreed to show Santana any of her songs yet, though. The Latina really wanted to hear them, but she hadn't pressure Dani about it. Everyone had things that were too personal to share.
Rachel and Kurt, who Rachel had told even though she had said she wouldn't, were very excited for Santana, and the former had been texting her for the past week, asking her if she was with Dani or how they were doing. It was actually getting rather annoying, for Santana anyway. She didn't know if Rachel was asking Dani the same questions, but she hadn't thought to ask the blue haired girl about it.
On Friday, Dani was giving Santana a ride to school when she asked suddenly, "Hey, do you maybe like... want to go out tonight?"
Santana turned and scanned over Dani's face. "Like on a date?"
"Yeah," Dani answered quickly, sounding a little nervous as she kept her eyes on the road.
Santana found herself smiling. "Sure."
Dani's features smoothed out as she relaxed and exhaled, a smile appearing on her face as she did so. "Okay. We'll leave at six?"
"Sure," Santana said again, smiling a little wider. This would be her and Dani's first real date, and she was more than a little excited. She hadn't ever gone on a date that she was actually excited for. This was a totally new feeling for her, but she definitely didn't mind it. In fact, she would be perfectly content with having that feeling all of the time.
The school day passed rather quickly, and Santana spent it practically bouncing up and down the whole time. Quinn questioned her more than once, as did Rachel and Kurt. The latter two both had a strong feeling that it had to do with Dani, but they didn't say anything about it until Glee. As Santana was heading into the choir room, Rachel grabbed her arm and pulled here away from it.
"What are you doing, Rach?" Santana asked as Rachel pulled her into an empty classroom. "What the hell? Glee is starting."
"Yes, it is. But we want to know what you're doing today that's getting you so excited," Rachel told her, crossing her arms.
"It's Friday. Who's not excited?" Santana tried, shrugging.
"Santana, haven't we already established that your little lies doesn't work on me?" Rachel asked, giving the Latina a pointed look. "You're doing something with Danielle, aren't you?"
Santana sighed and crossed her arms.
"Oh come on, Santana! Don't you just want to talk about it to somebody?" Rachel asked.
"What do you mean, hobbit?" Santana asked carefully, her voice suddenly sounding much more hostile than it had a moment before.
"That's not what I meant," Rachel insisted, looking fearful for a moment from hearing Santana's tone. "All I meant, is that when I got with Finn, I just wanted to scream it from the rooftops, or at least talk about how it was going with someone else. Most girls do that, you know? They all want to talk about their relationships and stuff."
"Well, I'm not most girls, am I?" Santana asked, moving to step around the two of them and out the door. She didn't want Dani to get worried about her not being in Glee, especially with their date that night.
"Please, Santana. It can't be easy holing everything up inside. You shouldn't have to hole up the good stuff," Rachel told the Latina in a soft, comforting voice. Santana had never really realized how nice the shorter girl could be. Sure, she was a huge diva and she was usually totally conceited. Sometimes, she was an even bigger bitch than Santana, even if not on purpose. But deep down, she really was a nice person.
Santana sighed. "Dani is taking me out on our first date tonight." Rachel squealed very loudly, and Santana's hands whipped up to cover her ears. "Geez, Rach, could you be any louder?"
"Oh my gosh, that's so exciting!" Rachel exclaimed.
"Seriously, why are you so obsessed over me and Dani's... whatever it is that we have? It's starting to get a little creepy," Santana commented, crossing her arms awkwardly.
"Santana, I know we really haven't been... friendly with one another very much," Rachel started, "but before Danielle moved here, I could see how broken you were. You put off a good, strong persona, but deep down you were a regular, heartbroken girl. And I don't claim to know anything about what got you that way, but whatever it was, when I saw you like that I realized that you're not so much different from me as I thought. And I don't mean to say that to offend you. I know you don't really think very highly of me."
Santana sighed, feeling bad suddenly. She sat herself down on one of the desks, realizing that she was probably going to be in this room longer than she had hoped for. "Rachel," she started, "I'm sorry."
"What?" Rachel asked, furrowing her eyebrows and tilting her head slightly.
"I said that I'm sorry," Santana repeated, almost a hundred percent sure that Rachel had only asked that to hear the Latina say that again, since she hardly ever did.
"What are you sorry for?" Rachel asked, looking actually really confused.
"For being a bitch to you. I know you think that I really don't like you, and sometimes I really don't... but most of the time, you're actually a good friend. And most people think that you're a horrible person—"
"Gee, thanks," Rachel muttered, leaning against a desk.
Santana just continued, "—but you're way nicer than you come off to be. I mean, if I was half as nice as you, people might actually like me."
"Stop doing that," Rachel told her firmly. Santana looked up at her, confused. "People do like you, Santana. Everyone in Glee likes you. You just push them away when they're trying to help you. Like Quinn. She so desperately wants to be a bigger part of your life, but you don't trust her enough to tell her anything."
Santana sighed, closing her eyes and willing herself not to cry, because for some reason she felt like she was going to.
"Danielle likes you. A lot, from what I can tell. I like you, Kurt likes you. Santana, you have more friends than you realize. Also, you think too lowly of yourself. You're a lot better of a person than you used to be, so stop thinking that you're still that person," Rachel insisted.
Santana gave her a genuine smile, and Rachel returned it. "Thank you, Rachel. I guess sometimes I just need to have someone to tell me that. Most people here haven't noticed that I've changed at all."
"That's because they don't know you, Santana. And I know you have your reasons for keeping parts of yourself hidden, but whenever you do tell people, you know that at least the whole of Glee Club will accept you for who you are. You do know that, right? We all love you, and we want you to be happy," Rachel told her.
"Yeah, I guess I know," Santana returned with a slightly forced smile. "Thanks, Rach. We should head to Glee now. I don't want Dani to think I left already."
Rachel chuckled. "Alright, come on."
They left the classroom and walked into Glee ten minutes late. Shue gave them an odd look, but Santana shrugged it off as she smiled at Dani and sat next to her.
"Where were you and Rachel?" Dani wondered.
"We were just talking. I'll tell you later," Santana told the senior in a hushed voice.
Dani drove Santana home, and the latter explained to her that Rachel was just interrogating her about why Santana was so happy. She did leave out the latter part of the conversation, but she figured she'd tell the blue haired girl at some point.
When Dani dropped the Latina off, she winked at the junior and said, "See you at six!"
Santana flashed her a smile and then went inside.
She did her homework while listening to really loud music, and she didn't hear the knocking on her door at around four thirty. She was putting her notebooks away, singing loudly to some song that she couldn't remember the name of, when she suddenly heard Kurt's voice.
"So this is what Santana Lopez does when she's home alone," Kurt commented with a laugh as Santana spun around, scared half to death. She scowled and turned off her music as she looked at Kurt and Rachel standing in her doorway.
"Wow, way to sneak up on me," she grumbled. "How did you even get inside my house?"
"You left the door unlocked," Kurt replied with a shrug. "Anyway, Rachel here tells me that you've got a date tonight, is that right?"
Santana sent Rachel an "are you serious?" look. The shorter girl just shrugged in defense. "Yes, that is right. And whatever you're hear for is probably unnecessary, so I'll see you in Glee. Goodbye!"
"What are you going to wear tonight? Your Cheerio's uniform?" Kurt snapped at her. Santana gave him a wary look as she shook her head and then shrugged. "That's what I thought. Honey, first dates are important. And Rachel and I are the perfect people to get you all dressed up for one."
"Yeah, Rachel and her reindeer sweaters?" Santana asked with a smirk.
Kurt glanced at Rachel's clothing, as the shorter girl looked offended and crossed her arms over the reindeer on her sweater. "Actually, it's a horse," she muttered.
"Okay, well I am the best person to help you pick out clothes. Rachel and I just function as a team so she came, too," Kurt muttered, looking away from the girl's clothing. "So! What kind of pretty clothes do you have in here?"
He moved past Santana and into her closet. Santana crossed her arms. "Lady Face, I do not need fashion advice from you."
"On the contrary," he said as he pulled out an ugly sweater from the closet.
"That is not mine! I swear to god that it's my mom's!" Santana exclaimed, grabbing the sweater and throwing it out her bedroom door into the hallway.
"Whatever you say Santana. The problem is, you don't have a good sense of fashion because you wear the same thing to school everyday for the Cheerios," Kurt told her surely.
"Okay, you wouldn't know if I had a good sense in fashion because you never see me when I'm not in my uniform," Santana countered, crossing her arms.
"Santana, stop arguing. We're trying to help you make your night amazing," Rachel told her with a smile.
"I don't even know what we're doing tonight," Santana argued.
"So find out," Kurt commanded. "Ask Danielle what you should wear."
Santana groaned and pulled out her phone.
To Dani- What should I wear for tonight?
From Dani- Just casual is fine (:
"She said just casual," Santana told Kurt matter-of-factly, putting her hands on her hips. "Anyone can manage casual."
"Yeah, but listen Santana. When your date says to wear just casual, she really means to not dress up. So really, you still have to dress above casual," Kurt reasoned, but that just confused Santana even more.
She finally gave in. "You know what, Lady Hummel, I don't care. Just dress me up." She groaned and fell onto her bed as Kurt hummed in satisfaction and continued to go through the Latina's clothes.
I love Pezberry friendship so much okay it comes up a lot in this story so I hope you all like it too.
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