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"Really?" Santana raised her eyebrow. "When was the last time you saw her?"
Quinn took a sip of her tea and pushed her hair behind her ears, "Um. Right before we moved, E had her last dance class."
"She's teaching?" Santana asked surprised, "Wow."
"When was the last time you talked her her?" Quinn questioned, she knew that the girls had a falling out during the summer of senior year and Santana moved away quickly after that.
"Um. Right before I started school in Boston." Santana replied, looking down quickly. "She's doing alright?"
"Yeah." Quinn smiled, "I'm surprised you haven't heard anything from her. She and Mike got married about a year ago." Santana's eyes shot up, and she gasped for words; Quinn noticed her change of attitude and quickly changed the subject. "Anyway, B started calling her Echo when she started dance class. She would try to mimic everything Brittany would do, I'm pretty sure she meant shadow, but it's B."
"Yeah. It's B." Santana chuckled as she sipped at her tea.
"You had dinner with who?" Kurt exclaimed as he propped his feet up on the coffee table in the faculty room.
"Quinn Fabray and her Daughter." Santana mumbled, "I know. I know, I shouldn't have had dinner with a students mother."
"It's Quinn Fabray!" He gasped, "How did I not know that her daughter went to school here?"
"I don't know, dude. But, evidently Brittany is fucking married."
"To who!" He exclaimed, his eyes near bulging out of his head.
"Mike fucking Chang."
"Really?" He said, "How are you doing with that?"
"Whatever, I mean that was forever ago right?" She shuffled her folder around of the table avoiding the gaze of her friend across the table. "Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what." He raised his eyebrow at her. "Santana, I know what happened, you don't have to hide that from me like you do everyone else."
"Kurt." She sighed, "I don't want to talk about Brittany and Mike. It was forever ago and I don't care."
"Sure you don't." He replied, "How'd she look."
"Fucking amazing." Santana blurted out, blushing a bit when she realized her slip. "I mean, alright for a mom."
"You mean alright for a hot ass blonde." He smiled, as they got up and headed up to their respective classrooms. She stuck her tongue out at him and headed into her office, she turned around the corner and saw a little blonde girl with a braid across her forehead leaning against the wall.
"Hey Echo." Santana smiled, unlocking her door and letting the girl into the office. "How are you today?"
"I'm okay." She replied, plopping into the chair as Santana set down her bag. "I'm sorry for coming so early."
"It's cool." She replied, sitting down and pouring the rest of her Starbucks coffee into her mug. "What can I do for you?"
"I'm sad."
"Why is that, sweetheart?" Santana's brow scrunched, "Everything seemed okay at home."
"It is. I miss my dad and my friends back in Ohio." Echo sighed, "My mom hasn't been happy since before last night so that's good."
"I know it's hard to adjust to a new place, but we can try to get you set up in a few activities here so you can keep dancing if you want." Santana suggested, Echo's eyes lit up and she smiled nodding. "Okay, well we have a theatre and dance program here and I can talk to the director today."
"Thank you so much, Ms. Lopez." Echo smiled, getting up and walking towards the door. "Oh!" She exclaimed, bounding back to her teachers desk and handing her a envelope. "It's from my mommy."