Both teenagers went to bed. Alex lay there, unable to sleep. Her mind was restlessly going over what had just happened. This was exactly what she didn't want to happen. She would have been just fine if Santana had just decided to treat her civilly. But no, she had to go and try to be her sister.
Eventually, Alex was able to doze off. She was awakened by her alarm clock, and quickly shut it off. She woke up with less pain than she had yesterday, which was good, and didn't remember what had happened last night until she was out of the shower.
Alex slowly walked downstairs, almost afraid of seeing Santana. But there the Latina was, eating an apple and messing with her phone at the kitchen table. She looked up and gave Alex a small smile, which made the 14 year old quickly avert her eyes.
Soon enough, both girls left for school after hugging their mother goodbye. The car ride was silent, which wasn't unusual, but this time Alex was actually more anxious than when Santana had hated her.
When Santana put her car in park and shut off the engine, Alex finally spoke up. "Santana, I know that you don't actually want to be my sister. And I hate that you feel like you have to be nice to me just because I've had some shit happen. So don't. Remember, I'm the rapist's daughter who your girlfriend loves." Alex said, getting out of the car.
Santana felt anger flair inside of her. That bitch. She remembered why she hated her now. Just because she hadn't let her die, she didn't need to love her. A lot of people would have stepped in, Alex just happened to be the one that did. Santana felt her face redden with anger and she got up out of the car, slamming the door behind her.
Alex avoided Santana the rest of the day. In a way, she was relieved that the Latina was furious with her again. And she knew she would have to do something that would keep her pissed off. Alex was nervous about what she had planned, but decided that it needed to be done.
9th period came around, and Alex gathered up all of her courage. She went up to Mr. Shuester and told him that she'd like to sing a song. He was more than happy to let her, and gave her the floor as soon as the bell rang.
Alex nodded at the band and then began to sing, making effort to look at Brittany and Santana the whole time.
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
I know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend.
Alex sang through the first verse and then the chorus. She then looked directly at Santana for a few seconds as she sang the bridge;
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!
The chorus again and then to another verse. Alex knew the next part of the song would really piss Santana off even more, if that was possible, so she looked right at the Latina again.
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She's so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?
That's it, Santana had snapped. As she got up from her seat and flew across the room, the music stopped and Alex knew that she had really done it.
Santana pushed Alex backwards, and she stumbled before hitting the ground. The Latina launched herself onto the younger girl, and landed a few solid, powerful blows before Puck and Mike pulled her off of Alex.
Alex stood up and wiped at her bleeding nose. The pain in her face was incredibly, for it wasn't healed from getting mugged. Everyone looked at her in concern and Rachel stepped towards her. Alex hurried out of the classroom.
The 14 year old got to the bathroom and began stopping her nose from bleeding. Soon, the garbage can had acquired quite a few bloody paper towels. Eventually, the blood flow stopped and Alex cleaned the drying blood from her face. She was going to have bruises on top of bruises.
As Alex exited the bathroom, she was met by a grinning, awkwardly dressed kid with an afro. "Um, do you need something?" She asked uncomfortably.
"So you're Santana's sister? I was in the hallway the other day, caught everything of video." He said in a high pitched, irritating voice.
Alex's eyes widened. Since the incident in the hallway, no one had spoken of it. It hadn't really broken out as "news". Most of the kids seemed too afraid of Santana.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Jacob, the top gossip blogger of McKinley High. And also, a kid who hasn't been laid in a very long time." He giggled, stroking Alex's cheek. She flinched and backed away some.
"So here's the deal, toots. You do some….favors for me, and I won't release a story with video evidence that you are in fact Santana's sister." He said, lightly taking hold of her hair and moving her head back and forth in a suggestive manner.
Alex pulled her head away from his grasp and glared at him. But she didn't want the story out. That was going too far with Santana. And Alex somehow found herself wanting to protect her sister.
"Fine." Alex said quietly.
"Excellent." Jacob said excitedly, a few giggles coming out again. He led the younger girl into the supply closet across the hall.
So yeah. I kind of bet that ticked some of you off. But let me know what you want to happen. Should Santana find out about Jacob and Alex's deal, or should she just suffer alone, like she always had. And the plot thickens.