Santana's POV

Now I'm standing in front of the Berry's house and a have no idea why I'm so nervous about it. Is just Berry. This is ridiculous. I shouldn't even be here; damn you Shue. This is a big mistake! Put the two of us together? Seriously, what was him thinking?

I'm tired of thinking so I knock on the door and wait about a minute until a man, that I'm sure is one of Rachel's dads, opens the door and smile at me.

"Hello. How can I help you?" - he asks and I'm pretty sure my hands are sweating by now the worse thing is: I don't even know why!

"Hello sir. I'm Santana Lopez." - I say politely. Yeah Santana Lopez can be polite. - " I'm in the glee club with Rachel and I don't know if she told you, but we were paired to a duet..." - I'm mumbling! I'm fucking mumbling! What the hell is wrong with me? - " Um...Is she home?"

"So you are the famous Santana Lopez." - Shit! Now I'm screwed. - " Rachel told me a lot about you." - he says

"Did she?" - I'm almost 100% that I'm gonna have a heart attack at any moment and I'm also pretty sure my lungs are not working like they should right now.

"Yes. She's always saying how a good singer you are or how you should get more solos in club." - Wait what? Fuck! Am I in some twilight zone? - " Oh but where is my manners. Hi sweet, I'm Leroy." - he says and holds out his hand for me smiling

"Hi. Is nice to met you Mr. Berry." - I say and shake his hand.

"Oh please, call me Leroy." - He's I nice guy. No wonder why Rachel loves him so much.

"Is nice to met you Leroy." - I say again and smiling at him

"Unfortunately Rachel still is in her dance class. But if you don't mind you can come in and wait for her and at the same time do some company for me and my husband." - he says - " We would like to know you better. Rachel doesn't have many friends." - Okay why am I feeling guilty right now?

"Um...if is not a problem, I would like to wait for her sir." - who the hell is this entity who's taking over my body? Seriously, I've never been so polite to anyone but my parents. Really.

"Oh honey, is not a problem at all. Please come in." - he says and leads me through the door.

That's a hell of a house. Is huge and charming and I don't know. I didn't remember it was this beautiful. Sure the last time I had been here I barely looked around, but now that I'm looking at it...the Berry's should really open a decoration business.

"Hiram darling. This is Santana Lopez. Rachel's friend." - I'm starting to believe that maybe Mr. Shue didn't made a mistake that big because if Rachel is half of nice as her father is then we'll have no problem working together.

"Oh hello. I'm Hiram." - he says and holds out his hand for me - "It's lovely to met you."

" Is very nice to met you too Mr. Berry." - I say shaking his hand

"Oh c'omo dear. You can call me Hiram." - Okay I definitely like Rachel's parents.

"Okay Hiram." - I say giggling

"So..Can I ask what to you have the pleasure to have you here?" Hiram asks

"Rachel and I have to work in a duet for glee." - Really Rachel? How can you not tell your dads that I was coming over?

"Oh...So that's why she had that bid smile on her face when she got home!" - Wait what?

"Hiram!" - Leroy says and slaps him playfully in the arm - " Can I get you something to drink Sanny? Water? Tea? Coffee?" - Leroy is growing into me right now and I not even mad at the nickname.

"A coffee would be great."

"Come on. Let's head to the kitchen and grab you a coffee." Leroy says pulling me by the hand with Hiram following us.

Okay, this is completely weird. I've never been so comfortable with anyone's parents before and here I am; sitting in the Berry's table with a mug of hot coffee in my hands laughing at nothing more then Rachel's childhood stories. She was a cute kid I must say.

" Okay, enough with about my little girl and her past. Tell us a little more about you Sanny Bear." - nickname again? And I'm still not mad? I'm absolutely screwed.

"Well, I'm just...a normal girl. I didn't have a fabulous childhood like Rachel's but I was happy. Though it was kinda tough some times." - Why am I telling them this? Jesus!

"How come dear?" - is Hiram who asks

" I was only three when we moved here and I didn't speak English at all so the kids made fun of me. That's when I started to build my walls." - Why? Why am I opening up to them? - " As the time went by and I started to grow up I realized that it was easy to pretend to be tough and close the door to the others then let them in. And that how I became the girl I am today. A chameleon. Changing my colors so I have a chance to survive." - I really should shut up.

"That's why you did all those things with Rachel?" - I should have seen this coming

"No." - Here I go again telling them the truth. - " I did those things to here because she confuses the hell out of me; and when that happens, Snixx come out to play and usually is not pretty. That's why I did what I did."

"Snixx?" - Leroy asks

"Yeah. Is like when Bruce gets angry and Hulk came out, the only difference is: I don't turn green."

"Thanks God for that. I really don't think green is you color." - Leroy says and we all laugh. See that's why his my favorite Berry.

"Yeah. It really isn't my color." - I say

"You know, Rachel is just like you. Sure she doesn't have Snixx, but she has Barbra that only comes out when she's too insecure or afraid. Is her defense system just like Snixx is yours." - Hiram says. How come in last then five minutes he know that Snixx is my defense system? Does he have some kind of power or is it too obvious?

"I didn't know." - which is true

"I thought so. You and her are very much alike. The two of you are not that different." - he says and maybe just maybe he's right.

"Maybe." - is all that I say.

We talk for a few more minutes until we hear Rachel yell from the door.

"Dad, daddy I'm home'' - She's so cute. Wait, did I just thought that Rachel is cute? Jesus, WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?

"We're in the kitchen sweetie." - Hiram yells back.

It doesn't that long for Rachel to come to us. Holy Shit! She has nomal clothes! Who new tha Rachel owned a pair of jeans.

"Hi da- oh Santana. Hi." - why does she looks so suprised that I'm here?

"So you do own normal clothes, huh?" - I had to say it. I couldn't let this pass.

"Oh, yeah." - awww she's shy.

"You should wear them more ofthen. They suit you."

"Thank you." - She's blushing! She's fucking blushing.

"Um...would you mind if I take a shower berofe we get started?" - she asks

"Not at all." - Really Santana, what is wrong with you today?

"I'll be back in a minute." - she says and leaves.

Why do I have the strong feeling that see her go will become harder and harder? Please sweet Jesus don't let it become what I think it will become. Please

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A/N: Hope you guys are enjoying it so far. Let me know. Oh, the "Barbra" is m creation.

P.S. I don't own glee or any of the songs that will come up lately.