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"You left you key" Chapter 18

"Well i better get back to the squad, but before I do." She grabbed a sharpy out of her pocket and a napkin from the counter. She started to write something down. "Here's my number. Call any time and I mean anytime soon." She gave Santana a wink before handing her the napkin.

Santana took a deep breath as she looked down at the napkin in her hand.

As she looked down at the napkin she was processing what has just happened in her mind. "Wait! Vanessa!" She called out to the blonde who was walking in a different direction.

Vanessa turned around with a smirk and whispered to herself, "This is too easy." She skipped back over to Santana, "Couldn't be away from me for a second, huh?"

Santana shook her head as she handed back the napkin, "I can't take this."

Vanessa looked down to the napkin being pushed her way, "Wait, I thought you were.. you know. My gaydar totally went off around you.."

She gave out a short laugh, "No, I am. It's just I have a girlfriend..."

"Ohh..." Vanessa bit her lip. "I should've known a gorgous girl like you would've been taken... Well too bad she's not here.." Vanessa began to smirk again.

"Actually she is.. she's out in the court yard with the rest of the team practicing.." Santana was starting to feel a little uncomfortable with this girl trying to lead her on.

"Hmmm..." Vanessa looked back up at the latina, "Well she better keep you close, just incase somebody tries to steal you."

"Yeah, well, I came in here to grab my coaches whistle so I'm going to go now.." Santana tried to hand back the napkin but was objected.

Vanessa waved both of her hands, "No keep it, you'll need it eventually." She gave her a wink before heading into a different direction, "I'll see you around, Santana." She made sure to lower her voice as she said Santana.

Santana shook her head, "Oh boy." She stuffed the napkin in her hoodie pocket and made her way into the lobby.

After she found the whistle she made her way back into the court yard with Coach Sylvester and the rest of the Cheerios.

Coach Sylvester gave Santana a scowl, "Took you long enough! I bet you my vocal chords are as damaged as that Glee Club! What were you doing in there?"

Thankfully Santana created a lie while coming back to the court yard, "I couldn't find it anywhere but turns out it was around the door mans neck."

Sylvester grabbed the whistle out of her hands, "Theif! I'll have him fired for trying to steal my whistle! Does he know this is a customized whistle? I got it as a present for being a 5 time winning nationals coach!"

Santana and probably everyone else in the world has heard the story about her whistle. She just nodded her head, acting like she was interested.

After what seemed the hours, practice had finally finished. It was around 11:00 am. Brittany walked over to Santana who was sitting on a bench with her eyes closed. She sat down next to her and pulled her into a hug.

"Eww, Britt. Your all sweaty!" Santana tried to push her off but Brittany had a tight grip on her.

She brought her mouth to Santana's ear and started to whisper, "You know you like."

"Britt! People will see if you keep trying to seduce me!" She finally got out of the blonde's grip and looked around to see if there were any witnesses.

Brittany let out a giggle, "Babe, everyone is already back in the hotel."

Santana took a deep breath, "Well, if Quinn found out then anybody can. I'm not ready to be known as Santana the lesbian freak.."

"My lesbian freak, actually." Brittany added playfully which lead to a glare from Santana. "Come on, lets go back to our room. I wanna get a shower."

Santana stood up with Brittany and started walking back into the hotel. Brittany lightly smacked the latina's ass everytime nobody was looking, ending each time with a glare from her. "Come on, Britt. Quit messing around."

Brittany pulled down her lower lip into a pout because she knew Santana could never resist it.

"Don't give me that pout...Britt, stop. Fine!" Santana started to giggle after cracking.

Once they got back to their room Santana layed down, spreading herself across the bed. The bathroom door flew open showing Quinn in a towel.

"Are you done in there? I need a shower." Brittany asked as she bent down to take off her shoes.

Quinn just nodded her head and walked over to her suitcase, picking out what to wear.

"Kay," Brittany responded taking off her sweatshirt and walking into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Santana sat back up and looked over at Quinn, "Are we going to talk or what?"

"There's nothing to talk about.." Quinn took out her clothes from the suitcase, "Could you maybe look away? I don't want you to see me naked since your playing for the other team and everything..."

Santana made both her hands into fists, "Are you fucking serious, Quinn? Quit being such a know it all bitch! You think that it's easy being inlove with your bestfriend? You think I chose to be this? You know I would have loved to tell you, but I didn't because I knew you would act like this! You ditched Alyssa, Katie, and Marissa just because they didn't make the squad so I knew for a fact you would ditch me if you knew about this!"

Quinn stood there with her jaw dropped, she wasn't expecting that to come out of her. "San..."

"Don't call me that!" Santana hissed at her. She could feel tears of anger running down her face.

Quinn walked over to her, still in towel, "I wouldn't of ditched you.."

"You may want to get dressed. You know, so I don't try to come on to you or anything..." Santana glared at the ground as she crossed her arms.

"I didn't mean it like that, I was just mad. I didn't know you felt like that.." Quinn sat next to her on the bed.

"Well you tend to only care about yourself instead of your friends..." Santana stood up and walked out of the room. "Tell Britt i'm in Chelsea and Lilly's room."

Santana didn't even look back for a response, she just left. She walked down a few doors until she found their room. As she reached to knock the door swung open. "Oh, hey Hilary." Santana greeted her. Hilary was Lilly and Chelsea's roommate.

Hilary gave her a bright smile, "Hey! I'm just going down to the pool to relax. You looking for Chels and Lil?"

Santana nodded, "Yeah! Are they in the room?"

"Yeah." She fully opened the door, "Well I'm gonna go, see you around!" She walked past Santana and to her destination.

"San! Whats up?" Lilly called her from across the room as she layed on the bed. Chelsea was standing infront of the mirror sitting on the dresser brushing out her just showered hair.

"Just another fight with Quinn." Santana breathed out as she sat on the bed next to Lilly.

"Again?" Chelsea asked as she put her hair brush down.

Santana nodded her head, "I flipped out on her..."

Lilly sat up, "What did you say?"

"Well," Santana started, "Do you remember Alyssa, Marissa, and Katie?"

Both Lilly and Chelsea shook their heads.

"Exactly! Quinn ditched them in the summer because they didn't make the squad!" Santana threw her hands in the air, "Bestfriends since first grade! Ditched because they didn't make the squad! Atleast Britt and I stayed in touch with them! She acts like they don't even exist! I didn't want to tell her because if she did that to them, I know she'd have the guts to do it to me.."

Chelsea and Lilly looked shocked, "Are you serious?" Lilly shook her head, "That's messed up!"

Santana stood up, "I know, like my day is already messed up! This girl Vanessa tried to give me her number.."

Chelsea sat down in Santana's spot, "Did you take it?"

Santana looked down, "I tried to give it back, but she denied. So I just stuffed it in my hoodie.."

Lilly then stood up, "Santana! Throw it away, now! If Brittany knows your even have another girls number on you she'll be crushed!"

"I know, i'll do that now," She reached into the hoodies pocket but felt nothing, "It's not in here!"

"Well then thats good!" Chelsea stood up with the rest of them, "You don't have it which means you can't call her."

"I never was going to.." Santana stated, "But if I don't have it then that means I left it back in my room! Brittany is in there!"

Lilly gave out a fake laugh, "Well you better go and find it before she does!"

Santana ran out of the room and down the hall. She had to find it before Brittany did. Once she found her room she reached for the key but it wasn't there, "Damn it!" She pounded on the door, "Open up!"

The door opened revealing Brittany in a towel, "You left your key.."

"I know." Santana walked past her and looked for the napkin. When she found it her heart dropped. There is was, sitting on her bed...opened. "Brittany..."

"Who's Vanessa?" Brittany asked in a whisper as if she was about to break into pieces.