Hey guys, sorry for not updating I've been lacking the motivation and energy to do anything. This chapter was suppose to be longer but as stated before... It also doesn't help that my keyboard isn't working properly. Anyway here you go.

Rachel POV

As Quinn and I come down off of the stage we see Santana smiling and making her way to the stage while Dave has a gobsmacked look on his face. Wide eyes, jaw dropped and everything.

"What did you do this time?" Quinn asks cautiously.

"Nothing." She replies then grins.

Everything about her screams that she's up to something especially that grin that rivals the Cheshire cat's. It makes me glad that I'm not Alice. I'm curious as to what it is but don't question her because Quinn just let's her go. She knows Santana better that I do so I take it that whatever it is, we don't want to know about it.

"I'm beginning to pity, Dave." Quinn says.

"Why?" I ask. "I thought Santana wouldn't do anything bad to him."

"Yeah, but now he has to deal with that." She says nodding her head to Santana who still has the mischievous look on her face.

"Don't we all."

"True. It's an occupational hazard."

Our attention is once again drawn to her at the sound of her laugh as Brittany twirls her while they dance to their own beat.

"But, it's not that bad." She says as a smile forms on her face at the sight of her two best friends enjoying themselves.

I in tern smile not taking my eyes off of her. When we get to where Dave is sitting I silently thank God that I didn't trip up the stairs because of it.

"Are they always like that?" He asks breaking me out of my Quinn induced trance.

"Yeah you can say that, but the extent of it differs depending on the setting." She replies.

"It's something I never could have imagined, it's all..." He says. Not finding proper words to describe it he gestures to the stage.

"So cute and disgustingly sweet that you now think you have a cavity."

"Well, I think it's adorable." I say returning to dream mode.

"I just never thought Santana could look like that. It's like a complete 180, from the devil to an angel."

"Yeah, Brittany has that effect on her. You get accustom to it."

"They bring out the best in each other." I add.

Dave POV

Come on Dave, you have two of them here all you have to do is ask.

I know... just give me a second.

You heard Santana they would treat you the same.

Okay.

"Can I ask you guys something?" I say and it comes out a lot more nervous than expected.

"Sure, ask away."

Just rip the band-aid off.

"Uh... I was wondering... Why you accepted my apology and me being here?"

Really? You're such a wimp.

"Well, you seemed very sincere about everything that you said. Plus Santana brought you back with her; I assume she has good intentions so I can't just disregard that. Also, I'm guessing you had nowhere else to go." Rachel replies.

"I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't, even though I still don't believe I deserve to be here." Quinn says.

"Quinn, stop beating yourself up, it's in the past." Rachel says to her.

Quinn mumbles something incoherently but Rachel seems to understand it and smiles in response.

"Aren't you curious as to why I finally apologized today?"

"Everyone has their own reasons. If you want to tell me, you would. I don't push people to say things." She replies then adds after hearing Quinn breathe out a laugh. "Unless, I deem it very important to know."

I internally smile but then agree with Quinn. I don't deserve this kindness.

But they're giving it to you anyway so just be open and honest.

I will... I don't know why, but what she said seems to have reduced the nervousness.

I open my mouth to let the words out but I'm cut off by the bell.

"Guess it's time to go." Rachel says getting up. "See you around Dave."

Quinn quickly does the same following after her. "Later." She says.

They're both gone before I know it so I make my way down to Santana and Brittany.

Look at the bright side Brittany's still here so you can still use that new found confidence.

"Hey Brittany, do you know?" I ask.

"The Muffin-man? Yeah, he lives on Drury Lane." She says and I stand there slightly taken back.

"No about me being..." I trail off and gesture.

"A unicorn? Yeah." she replies and now I'm not sure what to say.

"Okay..."

"So that makes how many now?" Santana asks me.

"One."

"Well, that's slightly disappointing. You had Q and Berry up there; you could have just gotten it out of the way."

My point exactly.

"I know, I'll do it later. They sort of ran out on me when I was about to do it."

"Yeah, Berry doesn't like being late and Q; well she's got her own agenda."

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Rachel POV

"What did you think of lunch?" Quinn asks.

"Well I'll put it this way. If someone had told me I'd be eating with all you guys, I'd have them check their mental health." I reply. "But I did have fun. It was interesting to see the interaction between everyone."

"Why didn't you just tell Dave the real reason why you weren't curious?"

"Like I said if he wants me know then he'd tell me. Plus, he seemed a little weird towards the end."

"All the more reason to tell him, though that probably had to do with Santana and whatever she did."

"What was that about anyway?"

"I don't know and I don't want to. I have a strict policy to stay away from Santana when she has that look on her face."

"Do I even want to know why?"

"Trust me, you don't."

"Okay, I'll take your word for it." I take her hand and pull her down the hall. "Let's hurry."

"Whoa. Slow down, there's no reason to rush." She says using our now joined hands to pull me to a stop.

Yeah, she was right, there's no reason to hurry, we were close to the class but I wanted an excuse to see how it felt to hold her hand without it seeming weird. Luckily she didn't drop our hands when we started walking again. It felt so nice, our hands fit perfectly together and even when she finally did let go I could still feel her warmth in my hand.

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Santana POV

If Dave's fidgeting and shaking is proportional to his nervousness, I can literally see it increasing as time goes by.

"Can you please stop moving it's distracting?" I say.

"Sorry." He says and stops for about a minute before starting again.

"Seriously calm down."

"I'm trying."

I swear he's going to have an anxiety attack if this keeps up.

I sigh. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to." I say.

"No, I want to." He says which surprises me considering his state.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Absolutely sure?"

"You sound like you want me to change my mind." He says jokingly as he tries to relieve his anxiety.

I shrug. "Just making sure, I just expected you to give in so quickly. So, what's your plan of action?"

"I'm just going to get it over with and ask them... tell them."

"Everything's going to turn out fine, trust me."

"I hope so."

After class I pull him aside and give him some friendly advice.

"Since you're going to do this, do it smartly. Walls have ears and windows have eyes. You're more or less coming out, to certain people, not the whole school so do it somewhere sensibly." I tell him seriously and he just nods.

"Good luck." I say with my smirk back in place.

"Thanks." He says.

I give him one more glance before making my way over to Brittany, linking our pinkies together then leading us down the hall.

Dave POV

I watch as Santana walks away and can't help but think she's watching out for me. I then remember I'm in the whole situation because of her, though I don't mind as much anymore. But still, she's right, look at how this morning turned out and I didn't even think the few people that were there were paying attention.

I spot Kurt coming down the hall. I look around and with the amount of people in the halls I wouldn't be surprised if China knew what we were talking about if I did it here. During the process of thinking of where I can do this, I catch a break when he walks into the bathroom. Perfect I think to myself as I follow after him.

Kurt POV

I'm at the sink when the bathroom door opens and Dave comes in looking around, he then checks the stalls.

"Um, Dave what are you doing?" I ask.

"Making sure no one's in here." He replies checking them again.

I nod slowly. "May I ask why?"

"Because I have something really important to say and I'm not ready for if anyone else hears."

"Unless someone is hiding in the vent I think it's clear."

"Yeah, you're right." He says with a nervous chuckle. "So... uh... I know that you'd probably be one of the last people to judge me so I'm just going to come right out and say it."

He pauses and moments pass but he doesn't say anything else.

"Um, Dave, not that I'm rushing you but, I kind of have to go to class."

"Oh, right, yeah, sorry. It's just that I noticed this is like the first time I'm saying it out loud." He say then takes a deep breath. "I'm gay."

"Well, I'm proud and happy for you, and at the fact that you were willing to share this with me. How do you feel now?"

"Relieved." He says while shaking the tension out of his hands. "It's ironic isn't it; I picked on you for being different but we're basically the same. And even though I knew that it wouldn't change how you looked at me there was still a piece of me that doubted that so, thanks."

"No problem, but just know that you can talk to me about anything, talk to us about anything we wouldn't judge."

"That's what I'm counting on." He says with a slight smile. "I guess we should head to class, I'll see you later."

Oh, I had plans to write the sequel to WYWH (it's still set in high school). I have no idea what to use as the title so if you do feel free to PM me and let me know. Off to go find my motivation. Till next time.