Santana's POV

So after a restless night thinking about what happened in the Berry's house, I'm in school. I'm don't know why it bother me so much that hobbit and I worked pretty well yesterday...we even had a good time. Maybe is just my head playing with me or that short shorts she was wearing, because let me tell you...that girl have killers legs. Seriously! It should be a crime someone so tiny have such legs. Anyway, after a big cup o coffee I think I'm ready for one more boring day at school.

I was about to shut my locker when Rachel came down the hall and stopped in front of her locker and Damn! She's wearing normal clothes and she's looking pretty damn hot may I add. Really! I even felt something in my lady's parts. She's wearing these real tight black jeans with a red V t-shirt...gorgeous. Simple that way.

I was so hypnotized by her that I almost fail to see this asshole walking to her with a slushie in his hand.

"If you love what you have between your legs you will not do what you about to do." - I say shutting my locker and walking to stand next to Rachel

"Defending a loser, Lopez." - He says but doesn't move

"Let's just says I'm in a good mood." - I smirk and take a look on Rachel and she's shaking. Aw she looks like a frightened kitten...STOP THAT NOW SANTANA LOPEZ! WHAT THE HELL? - "Now if you would like to have kids some day you will go and will never ever try to slush her again."

"Don't think so, Lopez." - the asshole says and moves to try, and I mean try, slush Rachel but I'm faster them he is so I grab him by the arm trapping it behind his back pushing him against the lockers.

"I told you to not to do it." - I growl and pull his arm up and he screams in pain - "I really hope you can hurl with your left hand." - I say pulling his arm again and I'm about to break it when I feel a hand in my shoulder. I look to that is Rachel.

"Let him go." - she asks softly - "He's not worth it."

I nod taking a deep breath letting him go.

"Listen to me and listen very carefully." - I say out loud to the whole school to hear - "Rachel Berry is out of limits! No more slushies or name calling!" - I say looking at them and I must look very angry because no one is even breathing. - "If it comes to my knowledge that anyone of you, and I mean anyone. - "I say looking at some cheerios down the hall - " At least tried do something to her...Let's just say that Snixx will come out to play and him or her will wish they weren't even born!" - a dramatic pause and...-"Did I make myself clear?" - they nodded frantically. Is sooo good to be feared. - " Good. Now go back to your own shit. Show is over!" - I yell and the hall gets back to his usual state.

My heart is racing...Snixx really wanted to come out and play. But in some weird way Rachel was able to tame her...and that's new.

"Thank you." - Rachel says smiling at me and I feel myself go back to normal - "I appreciate what you just did." - Yep! I'm feeling like I charming in a shiny armor right now. Which is kinda weird.

"I told you, I've got you now." - I can help smile at her.

You know, is a little bit funny this feeling inside...Please tell me I did not just quote Elton John. What the fuck? One afternoon with her and I'm quoting Elton John? Oh I'm so screwed!

"Thank you anyway." - she says smiling - "I have to go now. I don't want to be late to class."

"Oh right!" - I had totally forgot about it - " I'll see you in glee club then."

"Sure." - She says and starts to walk way but then turns back to me - "You my dads are in love with you, right?"

"Of course they are. Why wouldn't they? I'm amazing." - I say and she laughs

"If you say so." - she waves at me then she's gone.

I'm pretty sure that Rachel Berry will be the end of me.

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Rachel's POV

St. Mary Mother of God! Santana Freaking Lopez defended me! This is crazy! Am I in some twilight zone? Is this real life or is just fantasy? I'm pretty sure I'm out of my mind right now!

You know how that "my life passed by my eyes" thing? Well that happened to me when I saw that guy come with that big slushie straight to me. But then, there was Santana in all her glory about to go all Lima Hights on him, for me. FOR ME! You know how crazy that is?!

I was so lost in my thoughts that almost didn't felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I took it out to it was a text from no one else than Santana.

From Santana: Are we gonna work in our duet today?

To Santana: Yes. Come to my house, bet my dads will love to see you again. :)

From Santana: I'm sure they will. See ya later. ;)

I really don't think we will work on our duet that much…and how does she have my phone number?

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A/N: Here you go. Hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I am.