Mr. Schue had that spark in his eyes that said he had a plan for the week.
"We are sparking some more friendly competition. No winner's, but you'll know who put more effort into it if you guys are the ones in a funk when it's over. There are twelve of you so we're splitting you up into groups of six. Three boys, three girls and fate has decided, via paper slips and a hat," Mr. Schue said.
"Just tell us who is with whom," Kurt called out.
"On one team: Rachel, Tina, Mercedes, Kurt, Artie and Puck. One the other: Santana, Quinn, Brittany, Mike, Matt and Finn," Mr. Schue said. Everyone rolled their eyes, with the exception of Puck and Finn being swapped, the teams were very stereotypical. Team one was very happy.
Santana and Quinn were on the edge of the stage. Mike, Matt and Brittany were in the seats. Santana was sitting on Finn's lap.
"We can show them up. It's perfect, they expect nothing from us but we can kick their butts, in a totally friendly way," Quinn said. Santana nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, and both teams are performing a song per day except today, so that means we have four song choices. I say the girls pick two and the guys pick two," Santana said.
"Great," Matt said. Santana let Finn go sit with the boys to pick their songs. Brittany joined Quinn and Santana on stage.
Mr. Schue called team two up to him so he could record the songs they were doing.
"So, name them," he said. Quinn spoke for the girls.
"Alejandro and Telephone by Lady Gaga," Quinn said. To her surprise, none of the boys groaned.
"Great, there are no complications there' the other team didn't choose those so you're good. How about your other two songs?" Mr. Schue asked.
"Always Something there to Remind me by Naked Eyes and You Give Love a Bad name by Bon Jovi," Mike said, none of the girls complained. Mr. Schue nodded.
"Great," he said.
Finn and Santana drove home together. Finn pulled over the car, and having gone a whole day without being with each other really, Santana kissed him before he could get out of the car. Finn's fingertips brushed her cheek. Emma's car pulled up. Santana pulled away and got Julianna from the car, while Finn delicately took out Hayden. Finn's rubbed his nose gently against Hayden's.
"Hey sport, how's it going?" Finn asked. Santana rolled her eyes and kissed Julianna's forehead.
The first performance was a solo with Rachel, Kurt and Mercedes. It was a rendition of I'm Alive by Celine Dion. It was good…but Santana was confident. They took the stage and Brittany grabbed the mic.
"Okay, now see how a song is really done," she said and backed up.
Santana:
I know that we are young.
And I know you may love me.
But I just can't be with you like this anymore.
Alejandro.
She's got both hands
in her pockets.
And she wont look at you,
Won't look at you
She hides true love.
En su bolsillo
She's got a halo 'round her finger.
Around you.
Brittany did a flip into Mike's arms, who then flipped her over her back. Truth was, with Matt, Mike, Brittany, Quinn and Santana…their group had gotten the dancers.
You know that I love you boy.
Hot like Mexico, rejoice.
At this point I gotta choose,
nothing to loose.
All:
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Alejandro.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch.
Just smoke one cigarette and hush.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro.
Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
(Just stop. Please. Just let me go. Alejandro. Just let me go.)
She's not broken,
She's just a baby.
But her boyfriend's like a dad, just like a dad.
and all those flames that burned before him.
Now he's gonna fight your fight, gonna cool the bad.
You know that I love you boy.
Hot like Mexico, rejoice.
At this point I gotta choose,
nothing to loose
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Alejandro.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch.
Just smoke my cigarette and hush.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro.
Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
Don't bother me.
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Don't bother me. Alejandro
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Fernando.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Alejandro.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Fernando.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Alejandro.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch.
Just smoke my cigarette and hush.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro.
Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Alejandro.
I'm not your babe.
I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch.
Just smoke my cigarette and hush.
Don't call my name.
Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
It ended with Santana lifted on Finn's shoulders, Mike holding Brittany in a split over his head and Matt in a backbend with Quinn's foot on his chest. They unfroze from their positions and high-fived each other.
And they performed that professionally for every song. Mr. Schue was right, there were no winners. But Finn felt that their numbers would've won a competition, while Rachel's group would've come in a close second.
"Finn, you are so talented," Santana purred as she pulled him closer to her with his tie. Finn gave her that crooked grin.
"You're just as amazing," he said. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled his head down to her level.
"Santana, Finn, we have work to do," Mr. Schue said. Santana pulled her lips away from Finn's, but her hand stayed clasped on his tie.
That night, Santana walked into the bedroom, holding Julianna gingerly. She gazed down at the sleeping angel before placing her in her crib. Finn came onto the bed. She stood next to the bed.
"You ready for bed?" he asked. Santana rolled her eyes playfully at him for asking such a blatantly unimportant question. She turned and stared at him, taking in his body and his face. He was gorgeous, but he had a soul. He was caring, thoughtful and nice.
"Finn?" she asked, her breath unsteady for the monumental statement she was about to announce.
"Yeah, San?" he asked.
"I love you," she said and felt part of her recoiling in embarrassment. It kept recoiling until Finn's head shot up and stared at her with that grin of his. He kissed her so ardently that she fell onto the bed.
"I love you too, Santana," He murmured when he had pulled apart. He sat up to go turn off the light, but Santana pulled him down for another kiss before letting him go. And then Finn crawled in bed with her, they hadn't slept in different rooms since the first night Finn came in. Santana slept facing Finn, every time she woke up she saw him smiling in his sleep. One time he muttered her name. Santana sighed with relief.
A/N: The song is, obviously, Alejandro by Lady Gaga. Let's see if Rachel can break this party up now.
