The next morning, Rachel woke up on Santana's bed with Santana's arms wrapped around her as Rachel was lying on top of Santana. The two had stayed in their room for the rest of the night. They ate the dinner that Quinn brought over after Santana asked her to bring them dinner, before spending the rest of the night talking, laughing, and kissing. After a few hours, they fell asleep on Santana's bed, Rachel in Santana's arms. Rachel smiled as she layed back down. Santana wrapped her arms tighter aound Rachel's waist. Rachel noticed Santana squirming under her and tried to move her weight off the sleeping girl. The taller girl squeezed her arms around the smaller brunette. "Stay." Santana mumbled. Rachel laughed and tried to worm her way out of the other girl's grip. "No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no." Santana protested. Rachel smiled as she continued her attempt of moving. "Noooo. Raaaaaaach." Santana whined. Rachel eventually freed herself from Santana's grip and laid next to Santana on the bed. "Not cool, Berry." Santana said
"My weight's been on you all night." Rachel argued.
"So? You weigh all of five pounds. I don't care." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "I was fine with where you were." Santana continued.
"I was too, but we do need to get up. We have classes this morning. How do classes work?" Rachel asked.
"Since the grade sizes aren't that large, we're with our classmates all freaking day long. Do you think you can stand sitting with me all day?" Santana asked. Rachel's face immediately dropped. "What's wrong?" Santana asked.
"Mercedes, Kurt, and Noah will be expecting me to sit with them. And I'm sure Sam, Quinn, and... Finn... what are you going to do about Finn?" Rachel asked.
"We broke up. I told him I was gay and he was actually really supportive." Santana said. Rachel smiled softly. "And... he figured out how I felt about you. He saw that from the only interaction you two had. He's the one who told me to go after you... and that's when I saw you in here with her." Santana said. Rachel looked down. Santana lifted her hand up to raise Rachel's chin to meet her eyes. "Hey... as long as you're okay and you're wrist is okay... well obviously its not okay because its sprained... but anyway as long as you're okay, its okay." Santana said softly. Rachel looked at Santana. Santana smiled softly. "Okay?" Santana whispered. Rachel nodded. "Okay... so what were you saying about Sam, Quinn, and Finn?" Santana asked. Rachel nodded.
"Aren't you going to want to sit with them?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled.
"I've sat with them everyday since the seventh grade. And anyway, I really want to sit with you." Santana said. Rachel smiled.
"Maybe we can all sit together?" Rachel said. Santana hesitated.
"I don't know. Noah and Sam have never gotten along. Sam and Noah both liked Quinn when she first came to Westerly in the seventh grade, but she only saw them both as friends at first. Then during freshman year, Noah asked Quinn to homecoming before Sam got a chance. They were together all through freshman year and the first semester of sophomore year, but at the beginnin of the second semester of sophomore year, Quinn broke up with Noah for Sam. Let's just say fights went down." Santana said. Rachel nodded and stood up to get ready. Santana reached out to grab her to bring her back. Rachel smiled.
"We can't miss the first day of classes." Rachel said.
"Sure we can." Santana said. Rachel shook her head.
"Not gonna happen. Get up." Rachel said. Santana sighed.
"Fine." she said. Smiling, she got up and got dressed. After they were dressed, they grabbed their bags, and walked to the dining hall. Leaving their building, they saw Quinn walking up the pathway. "Hey Quinn, what's up?" Santana asked. Quinn smiled at them.
"Hey guys. Are you okay, Rachel?" Quinn asked. Rachel nodded. "How's your wrist?" she asked, noticing the wrap.
"Its sprained, but I'll live." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"My girl's tough." Santana said. Quinn smirked and Rachel smiled. "Uh... let's go get some breakfast." Santana said. The three walked to the dining hall, Santana in the middle of Rachel and Quinn. When they got in the food line, Rachel leaned closer to the taller brunette.
"So... since when am I'm your girl?" Rachel asked. Santana looked down and smiled at her before turning away. Rachel raised an eyebrow.
Across the large room, Ms. Pillsbury and Mr. Schuester watched the two new rommates carefully. "Well, they look like they're getting along." Mr. Schuester commented. Ms. Pillsbury nodded in agreement.
"When does Glee Club start?" she asked.
"This afternoon at five." he answered. She nodded.
"Guess you'll get to see how its going then." she said. He nodded.
Back on the other side of the room, the three girls were getting their food. Santana occassionally smirked at Rachel. When they emerged from the line, Rachel spotted Noah, Kurt, and Mercedes sitting at a table. They waved at her and motioned for her to come join them. Smiling, she made her way to start walking in their direction. Santana turned to say something and saw the other girl walking away from her. "Rachel... where are you going?" Santana asked. Rachel looked over and saw a faint sign of hurt in Santana's eyes.
"To sit with my friends." Rachel said. Confusion flashed across Santana's face.
"I figured... we could sit together... I mean, after last night, I just thought..." Santana trailed. Rachel smiled at the girl.
"You just thought what?" Rachel asked. Santana shrugged. "Santana, you only asked me on a date. Which I said yes to. But you never asked for anything more." Rachel explained. Santana nodded.
"Oh... okay. That's cool, I guess." Santana said.
"Santana..." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"It's cool. We're only going on a date, we aren't dating." Santana said. She and Rachel walked over to the drink counter. When Santana put her tray down, Rachel put her hand over Santana's.
"The reason we are only going on a date is because you were doing the asking and that's all you asked for, Santana." Rachel said. Santana raised an eyebrow.
"So... if I had asked for more than a date... you would have still said yes?" Santana asked.
"Within reason." Rachel said. Santana smirked.
"Define 'within reason?'" Santana said. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"If you'd asked for sex, I would have been forced to decline." Rachel said. Santana smiled. "But... if you had asked for a realationship, I may have accepted." Rachel said. Santana's smile grew wider.
"Want to be in a relationship?" Santana asked. Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"That's the best you can do?" Rachel asked. Santana smirked.
"Take me how I am." Santana said. Rachel smirked.
"Think of a better way to ask me, and I'll consider your offer." Rachel said, grinned. She got her juice and walked past Santana to sit with Noah, Kurt, and Mercedes. Santana grinned as she sat down with Sam, Finn, and Quinn.
"What was that about?" Sam asked.
"Don't worry about it." Finn and Quinn said at the same time. Sam looked at them and Santana smiled.
"Its okay guys." Santana said. She lowered her voice to speak. "Rachel Berry just dared me to ask her to be my girlfriend." Santana whispered. Sam's eyes widened. "And if you say anything to anyone else, I'll hurt you." Santana continued.
"What about you two?" Sam asked, gesturing between Santana and Finn. They looked at each other.
"We're friends." Finn said. Santana smiled.
"So... you're..." Sam trailed off.
"I'm gay, Evans. Do you have a problem with that?" Santana asked. Sam shook his head.
"No. I think you're brave for admitting that." Sam said. Santana smiled.
"So, we need to find an amazing way for you to ask her to be your girlfriend." Finn said. Santana grinned and made eye contact with Rachel across the room. Smirking, she turned back to her table. Santana and Rachel didn't walk to class together, but rather ran into each other with their respective groups at the door of the building. Smiling, Santana opened the door for Rachel. "Do you guys want to sit with us?" Santana asked Rachel and her friends. Mercedes, Kurt, and Rachel nodded. Finn smiled. Quinn, Sam, and Noah were all hesitant. Santana turned to the other three. "You guys don't have to sit together." Santana sighed.
"Fine." Quinn said. Walking past Santana she spoke. "If a fight breaks out, its your fault." Quinn said. Santana nodded and the group entered the classroom. The found a row and filed in the order of: Kurt, Mercedes, Noah, Rachel, Santana, Quinn, Sam, and Finn. "Everyone is giving you and Finn weird looks." Quinn whispered. Santana shrugged.
"I have no problem letting people know we broke up. I'm not hiding that from anyone." Santana said. Quinn nodded and Santana turned to face Rachel. "So... when you said a better way to ask you, what did you have in mind?" Santana whispered. Rachel smiled and turned to face the other girl.
"Santana, you're obviously a smart girl... I'm sure you'll come up with something." Rachel said. At that moment, the teacher walked in and the first class of the school year began. Santana smirked and faced forward. Santana occasionally let her hand stray over to Rachel's part of the table. It was weird to think that just a few months ago it was Brittany she was flirting with in class. Now all she could think about was getting Rachel Barbara Berry to be her girlfriend. The smaller girl obviously wanted to, but she wasn't going to make it easy for Santana. The Latina knew her girl... well soon to be girl wasn't desparate. She needed to find a special way to ask Rachel to be her girl. She knew Rachel was into flashy stuff, but she didn't think the little diva would appreciate something public, as she was still relatively unknown around Westerly, even if she was the girl who had filled the spot left open by Brittany Pierce. She needed something subtle, but romantic. Rather than pay attention in class, she spent the period thinking. She didn't notice the teacher standing in front of her until Rachel kicked her foot and Quinn nudged her shoulder. "Uh... hey Mr. Grant. How was your summer?" Santana asked. The teacher smiled.
"It was fine, Santana. Can you answer the question, please?" he asked. Santana smiled sheepishly.
"Uh... my summer was good too. Thanks for asking." Santana said.
"Oh how I've missed your humorous comments. The question was what do you wish to learn about this semester in European History?" the teacher asked.
"World War II, I guess." Santana said.
"Thank you. Please pay attention." the teacher requested. Santana nodded, when suddenly it came to her.
"I got it." she whispered. Quinn looked at her.
"Got what?" she asked. Santana leaned closer to her friend.
"The perfect way to ask Rachel to be mine. Tell you later." Santana said.