The next couple of days I avoided Brittany as much as I possibly could. It wasn't that I didn't want to hang out with her; it was because I thought maybe my feelings would go away if we didn't hang out as much. We were together 24/7, attached at the hip, maybe I was just feeling a sense of loneliness and she was there to fill that void. Either way, I couldn't let anyone know what I was feeling for her.

"You like her don't you?" I was watching Brittany try to answer a math question on the chalkboard. I jumped in my seat and turned around to find Matt sitting next to me in Algebra.

"What are you talking about?" I scoffed. "That's ridiculous."

"It is really? I mean, call me crazy, but I know you didn't really have a good time on our date. You kept looking over at Britt and Mike and unless you have a crush on Mike…" He didn't have to finish his statement for me to know that he was right. I didn't think I made it that obvious, which is all the more reason for me to avoid her. I didn't want people starting rumors about things that I haven't even figured out yet. Matt turned to face me which interrupted my thought process. "Look Santana, if it helps any, I think she likes you too." That's when I turned to give him my full attention.

"How do you know?" I rolled my eyes and pretended not to be interested, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

"Because I noticed how she looked at you too. Sure she was having fun with Mike, but he told me all she kept asking about was if you were having fun." I was surprised by that. It seemed like she really enjoyed Mike's company, but either way, I knew there was no chance that she liked me. All there would ever be between us was a friendship; nothing more.

"Nice try but this is probably just some ploy of yours to get two girls to make out in front of you." I turned back to face the front of the classroom. Just as Matt was about to speak again, the bell rang, much to my enjoyment. I couldn't have run any faster out of that room than I had. As I was running to my locker, I smacked into Brittany.

I haven't seen Santana at all this week. I'm not sure why, I thought we were best friends, and best friends usually hang out. Maybe she hates me. But I didn't know I did anything wrong. Is it because I had fun on my date and she didn't have fun on hers? I wish I knew the truth. I don't like feeling like someone I care about hates me.

"Sorry, sorry," I mumbled as I picked up my books from the floor. I looked up and noticed that her nose was bleeding. I rushed her to the bathroom and helped her clean herself off. "I'm so sorry," I said as I handed her a towel.

"It's okay Sanny," she smiled. Why does she always do that? I just made her nose bleed and its okay? I sighed and stood there in silence until she spoke. "I haven't seen you in a few days. I tried calling and texting you, but you never got back." Something in her voice said I hurt her. I never meant to hurt her; I just didn't want to make these feelings that I'm having any stronger than they already are.

"Yeah, sorry I've just been really busy." I changed the subject. "So how did your second date with Mike go last week?" I'm not sure why I asked that question when I didn't even want to know the answer.

What should I say? I don't want her to think that I have more fun with Mike than I have with her.

"It was great!" She blurted out. "We went to see the movie about that girl from Shakesmere." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Shakespeare?"

"Yeah that's it! The one with Romo and what's her name, Joliet?"

"You mean Romeo and Juliet?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Yes, see this is why I need you around!" She walked closer towards me but I didn't back away. "I missed you." She held out her arms for a hug. I could never say no to those big blue eyes of hers so I accepted her hug.

"I missed you too. What do you say to a movie marathon and ice cream tonight?"

"Sounds perfect, I'll see you after school." She quickly kissed me on the lips before skipping away. What did that mean? Was it just a friendly gesture or does she like me? Does she know that I like her? As if I needed to be confused anymore.