Side Effects

Chapter 4

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I walk into math class and see Santana already sitting down in her seat. She has her compact mirror in front of her face, looking at herself as she applies lip gloss to her pouty lips. Lips that I couldn't get out of my mind. Lips that I wanted to kill all day long.

I quickly shake my head of these thoughts, and rip my gaze away from her as I continue to my seat behind her. I couldn't be having these thoughts anymore. She was Rachel's girlfriend, and Rachel was my friend. I was new to the whole friend thing, but I wasn't dumb enough to not know it was wrong to be crushing on your friend's girlfriend.

I look forward in her direction and can see her reflection in the mirror. I can't help but watch as she touches up the rest of her makeup. But then her eyes meet mine through the mirror and I blush and quickly look down at my desk. I hear her smirk, and I feel my cheeks get even hotter. I didn't understand how I managed to make a fool of myself every time I was around her.

"Did you do last night's homework?" I hear her ask, making me look back up to meet her eyes. She was sitting sideways in her chair, smiling back at me, waiting on me to answer.

I blink my eyes a few times and try my best to remember the question she had asked me. Homework. She asked about homework. I rack my brain trying to now figure out the question, but it was no use. My brain was completely fuzzy under her gaze, and I found myself stuttering. "I…I um…yeah." I say lamely, feeling another blush creep on my cheeks.

"You're adorable." She says with a laugh. I look back up at her, and can't help the small smile from forming on my lips. She smiles back at me and we seem to just be in a trance for a few moments, looking into each others eyes. I see her blink and avert her eyes, breaking our trance, "Could I see what you got for number four? I think I got it wrong." She says, pulling her homework out of her backpack.

She places the paper on my desk and looks at me expectantly. "Oh!" I quickly say, leaning over to grab my own homework out of my bag. I place my paper on the desk next to hers and she scans over both of them.

"We got different answers, but I don't really understand how you got this still." She says, still looking at the paper. Her eyebrows were scrunched in confusion as she studied the problem, and she was tapping the pencil against the desk as she reworked it in her head. I couldn't help but think she looked absolutely adorable. Of course I thought she looked adorable doing anything. "Oh wait, I think we both got it wrong." She says, looking up at me.

I shake my head once again, breaking myself from my thoughts, and look from her down to my paper. "Oh." I say simply. Truth was, I wasn't great at my math. My mom had helped me with most of this last night, and the ones she hadn't helped me with, I wouldn't be surprised if they were wrong.

She moves her hand over my paper, about to write on it, but then stops and looks up at me. "May I?" She asks, making me just nod my head. She smiles and looks back down at my paper and starts scribbling things down. As she does this she's explaining the problem out to me, but it was all going in one ear and out the other. I felt like I was in a movie as I watched her. It was like things were going in slow motion as she spoke to me. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her lips as she explained the problem, and I wasn't registering anything she was saying. "Get it?" I hear her ask me. I move my eyes up from her lips to her dark orbs, and see her staring at me expectantly.

"Oh um yeah I think I get it now." I quickly say, making her grin widen. "Thanks." I add and she just nods her head proudly at me.

The teacher walks into the room and she picks up her paper from my desk and turns around in her seat as the teacher begins speaking. I look down at my paper and see what I had written for number four completely erased, and taken over by her handwriting. I smile, looking down at it, but it quickly turns into a frown as I realize I should probably erase it, and write it in my own writing. I pick up my pencil and let out a sigh as I begin erasing her scribbles from my paper.

O0o0o

I walk out of my math with a smile on my face. That was the longest interaction I had with the brunette, and I hadn't completely made a fool out of myself. I also had received a 100 on my paper thanks to her. I make my way over to my locker where I see Santana approaching Rachel at her locker. Santana looks around the hallway for a brief moment before whispering something into Rachel's ear. I crane my neck forward and try and hear what they say, but it was no use with the other students conversations floating around me.

Santana pulls back and Rachel smiles widely at her and nods her head. Santana then walks off, and Rachel turns around, watching the Latina walk away until she was out of sight. I couldn't help the feeling of jealously in the pit of my stomach. I wanted Santana to whisper things into my ear, and make me smile like that. I wanted to be able to kiss her, like Rachel could.

I let out a sigh, and walk over to my locker next to Rachel, and try and hold back the eye roll from looking at the goofy grin on the shorter girls face. I should be happy for her I know, but I can't help it. I dial in my combo and open up my locker, and I hear her sigh contently next to me. I glance over at her and see her leant up against her locker, watching the other students in the hallway.

I shove my books into my locker a little harder than I should, but I just continue grabbing things I need, and stuff them into my backpack. I hear Rachel gasp and see her move out of the corner of my eye, making me turn around. I see Quinn walking towards us with her two followers behind her; slushie in hand.

I look back over at Rachel and see the fear in her eyes, and I can't help but let my anger subside for the shorter girl. I look back up at Quinn who was now stopped in front of us smirking at Rachel. "Morning Rupaul." She insults, as Rachel just swallows a lump in her throat. Before I could react the blue iced drink is splattered all over Rachel's face, and Quinn and the other two are strutting down the hallway laughing.

My eyes follow them down the hallway as my fists clench by my side. My expression quickly changes as I spot Santana at the end of the hallway, looking at Rachel with guilt in her eyes. Quinn and the other cheerios walk up to her, and Quinn says something to the Latina with a smug grin. Santana looks at Rachel for another moment before turning back to Quinn, nodding her head with a smile, before walking off with them.

"What the fuck." I mumble, turning my attention back to Rachel. I couldn't believe that Santana had just stood there and watched the whole thing, and hadn't done shit about it! I notice Rachel wasn't standing next to anymore, and quickly slam my locker closed, before making my way into the restroom, assuming that's where she had gone.

I walk in and see Rachel already out of her soaked shirt and into a new one, trying desperately to get the blue out of her hair now. I walk over to her and lean against the counter as I watch her. "I saw Santana. She saw what Quinn did to you." I say simply. She stops what she was doing briefly, but quickly continues wetting her hair. "I don't understand why she doesn't do anything. How she can just let it happen!" I say, my voice raising slightly.

She places the paper towel in the trash can and turns to me. "It's complicated." She says simply before turning, and leaving the bathroom. I let out a sigh, and quickly follow her out into the hallway. I look around and see her standing at her locker once again, and make my way over to her.

"She's your girlfriend right?" I ask, making Rachel's head whip around to look at me. Her eyes were widened and she opens her mouth a few times to say something, but keeps closing back as if she doesn't know what to say to me. I just looked at her confused as she continued to gape at me. Maybe I wasn't supposed to know that they were dating?

"What makes you think she is my girlfriend?" She asks, turning back to her locker. She starts casually putting her books in, trying to act as if my statement was nothing.

"I live across the street from you. I saw you guys making out in her car last night." I say, making her turn back to me with wide eyes. She glances around the hallway, looking both ways a few times, making sure that nobody had heard me. She pulls on my arm and drags me into an empty classroom.

"Look, Brittany. You can't tell anyone what you saw okay?" She tells me pointing her finger in my face.

I nod my head at her statement, but can't help but look confused. "Are you like afraid to come out or something?" I ask her, trying to make sense of it all. Kurt was the only openly gay kid at our school that I had heard about, and he took a lot of shit for it. The only thing that made sense of this whole mess was that her and Rachel didn't want to get bullied for being gay like Kurt did.

"No it's not that. I have two gay dads I'm very proud of who I am, and not ashamed at all." She tells me, nodding her head proudly.

"Okay so then what?" I asks, still utterly confused.

"Look, it's her. Everyone knows she's messed around with girls, nobody cares here, they think it's hot, but she comes from a very religious family. If they find out they'll kill her. So we keep it on the down low." She explains to me. "Meaning nobody can know. In public we can't do anything that would give us away. If someone finds out about us, it'll get to her family, this town is small." She adds, trying her best to convince me to keep my mouth shut.

"Rach, I won't tell anyone don't worry." I assure her, placing my hand on her shoulder. She lets out a sigh of relief and I feel her shoulders drop under my hand.

"Thank you." She says smiling up at me sincerely.

The bell soon rings and kids start filing into the classroom that we had escaped to looking at us curiously. We simply just walk out of the room, making our way back to our lockers we had carelessly left opened. I grab the books I need, quickly stuffing them into my bag as she does the same. We close our lockers and make our way down the hallway towards our next class.

O0o0o

The last bell of the day rang, and I let out a relieved sigh, and packed up all of my things. I stand up and throw my bag over my shoulder as I head out of the classroom. I quickly stop off at my locker and throw a few things inside, and grab a few things out that I would need for homework that night. I make my way down the hallway and stop when I hear people singing.

I look around the hallway and find the classroom it was coming from. I look inside and see Rachel and the boy with the Mohawk and Finn all at the front of the room singing as the other sat in chairs, dancing and singing from their spots along with the three at the front of the room. I couldn't help but smile at how much fun they were having.

I continue watching them through the window, not wanting to walk inside during their performance, and I spot Santana sitting front row, clapping and dancing along, smiling at Rachel as she danced in front of her. I was slightly surprised that the Latina was in the glee club, but couldn't help but me a little more eager to join now. I knew it was wrong for me to still doing things to get myself closer to Santana, because of Rachel, but as long as I didn't actually do anything it wouldn't hurt right?

They finish their performance and everyone in the club gets out of their seats, cheering high fiving the three. Rachel sits down next to Santana and then looks over at me, and her smile widens. She jumps out of her chair, and runs over to the door opening it. "Hey! You came!" She says, grabbing onto my arm. Before I even get a chance to respond she's dragging me into the choir room in front of everyone. "This is Brittany! Our newest member!" She introduces, looking from me to the rest of the group excitedly.

I hadn't exactly planned on joining today, but I decided not to protest. I had been meaning to join, I just hadn't gotten around to it. Now that I had seen Santana I definitely didn't want to turn around and leave. This would let me spend more time with her. Although Rachel would also be in the room, but once again I wasn't going to do anything. I just wanted to be friends with her. "Hi." I finally mumble, and wave shyly. They all smile and some wave to me as Mr. Shue comes up behind us.

"Welcome to glee club!" He says, putting his hands up, smiling widely at me. He places his hand on my shoulder, patting it gently. "Take a seat anywhere." He commands motioning towards the chairs in front of us. I just simply nod and take a seat behind Rachel and Santana next to Mike. I wasn't aware that he was in Glee either. He had never brought it up, although we never talked about anything that would bring it up.

Mr. Shue begins talking about some singer that I had never heard of. According to someone in the room the guy was big in the 80s. I glanced around the room looking at all the members, surprised at how many I actually knew. Mercedes, Kurt, Sam and Rachel I already knew were in the club, but was surprised when I saw Mike, and his friends, Finn, and that Mohawk kid; I could never remember his name.

I looked around and realized they were the only ones that I knew. There was a girl sitting next to Puck who was slightly large, and wore glasses. She had a scowl on her face, and was quite intimating. On the other side of her was a kid with a fro and glasses that I had never seen before, and then a couple more guys who were on the football team that I hadn't met. Also on the end of the row was a boy in a wheel chair I had seen around, but had never talked to. I think he was in one of my classes? His name escaped me though.

I looked in front of me and saw Santana leaning over whispering something to Rachel, and the brunette just laughed, and shook her head, looking at the Latina who was smiling. I was surprised that none of the other cheerio's were in the club, considering they seemed to follow Santana around like a puppy dog. I then realized Santana probably only joined for Rachel, which was kind of sweet I had to admit.

"Okay guys great news!" I hear Mr. Shue say as I bring my attention back to him. He had stopped rambling about that old guy, and was now looking at us with an excited smile; his hands pressed against one another in front of his chest. "This week we are going to have our traditional boys vs. girls competition!" He exclaims, making the students around me start cheering and talking animatedly do one another.

"What's that?" I ask, leaning over to Mike who had been talking to Finn. He turns his attention to me and smiles.

"We separate into teams; boys and girls. We come up with a mash up of two songs and perform against one another." He explains, making me nod slowly, understanding.

o0o0o

After glee club had ended Mr. Shue had kept me for a brief moment, telling me how excited he was that I had decided to join, and he couldn't wait to see what I could do in the competition. I nodded sweetly at him and turned to see Santana still in the room along with a couple of football players. Rachel had just recently walked out and the Latina was packing up her things. She throws her cheerio's bag over her shoulder and turns around, meeting my eyes.

"So can you sing?" She asks me with a smirk.

I just nod my head dumbly as she makes her way over to me, "I can a little." I finally say quietly. "But I love to dance. I'm better at that." I add with a firm nod, this time more sure of myself. She just mirrors my actions and nods before walking out of the classroom.

I follow behind her, but not too closely. I see Quinn leaning up against the lockers outside the room with her arms folded over her chest. She sees Santana and stands up straight. "About time." She says with an eye roll. "I still can't believe you joined that stupid club." She says, making Santana now roll her own eyes.

She walks closer to the blonde and smiles at her, as the blonde looks around the hallway nervously. Santana leans in and whispers something in the blonde's ear that I couldn't make out, but her cheeks flush with red, and her eyes widen slightly. Santana pulls back and both girls look around the hallway, both their eyes falling on me; Quinn's eyes hard.

I grip the straps of my backpack, and swallow a lump in my throat, looking away from the two. I quickly start dialing on the locker in front of me, acting like I was standing there for a reason, and not just watching them. The locker wasn't even mine, but I needed something to do.

They finally pull their gazes off of me, and look back at each other as I watch them from the corner of my eye. They were whispering and I strained my ears, trying my best to make out what they were saying, but I couldn't. I see Santana grab the blonde's hand and pull her down the hallway. "What are you doing?" I hear someone ask, making me turn around, jumping slightly. I see Finn staring at me confused, "That's my locker." He says, making my eyes widen as I let my hand drop from the lock.

I look down at my converse as I search for an answer in my head. "I'm sorry, I thought I was mine. I got confused." I say, inwardly kicking myself for such a stupid response.

"It's okay. Happens to me all the time." He shrugs, with a goofy smile.

I just nod my head slowly as one of my eyebrows shoot up, "Right." I say simply. I turn around and quickly make my way down the hallway. I walk down the hall shaking my head, trying my best to rid the embarrassment, when I hear a giggle.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I follow the sound and stop outside of a classroom. I quickly peak inside the room where I see Santana press Quinn up against the wall, the blonde giggling as she laces their fingers together. "Admit it, you think me singing is sexy." Santana says, her voice low and sexy, making Brittany's heart quicken.

Quinn shakes her head at the Latina, who in return presses her even harder up against the wall gaining a gasp from the blonde. Santana leans down and starts placing kisses on the blonde's neck, making Quinn moan, and me gasp.

I stand up straight, leaning up against the wall as I try and process what I had just seen. This couldn't be happening? Santana was with Rachel so why would she….

My thoughts get cut off as I hear another moan, this time louder. I wasn't sure why, but I looked inside the room once again and saw Santana groping Quinn; roughly squeezing her breasts with her hands, as Quinn's head tilted back, her eyes closing in pleasure. "Say it." Santana growls, pressing herself harder into the blonde. Quinn lets out a whimper, and Santana starts moving her thigh in-between the other girls. Quinn lets out yet another moan, and the brunette stops her actions. "Say it." She says once again, pulling her head up from Quinn's neck.

Quinn bucks her hips, trying to get some kind of friction but the Latina wasn't having it. "You are so sexy when you sing Santana." Quinn pants out, making Santana smirk as the blonde bucked her hips once again. I see Santana place her thigh back in between Quinn's and I quickly pull my head back, and stand up straight once again.

I lean up against the wall, and I notice my breathing was heavy; my chest rising and falling quickly. I wasn't sure if it was because I was turned on or just completely shocked over what I had just seen, or possibly both.

I hear the moans get louder, and I force myself up off the wall, and scurry down the hallway wanting to get away from there as fast as I could. I had just seen Santana cheat on Rachel, what the hell was I going to do?

O0o0o

I pull into my driveway and get out, grabbing my backpack. I turned towards Rachel's house and see her getting out of her car. I stand there for a moment watching her, debating on if I should tell her or not. Before I know It my legs are making the decision for me as I find myself walking towards her house.

I walk up behind her, and she turns around smiling at me. "Hey." She greets before throwing her backpack over her shoulder. "What's wrong?" She asks, looking at me concerned. She closes her car door and turns fully to me, giving me her full attention. "You look like you've seen a ghost." She says with a slight smile.

Oh I've seen something, I can't help but think to myself. I let out a sigh, and my eyes drop down to the ground. How was I supposed to tell her this? She seemed so into Santana, this would devastate her. "I need to tell you something." I say, fiddling with my hands. She just nods at me telling me to continue. "I…I saw Santana making out with another girl today." I finally blurt out as her eyes widen.

Before either of us could speak, I hear the familiar sound of a car engine, and I turn to see Santana pull up on the curb. I swallow a lump in my throat as I watch her get out of her car. She shuts the door behind her and places her aviator sunglasses on the top of her head before walking over to us. "Hey." She greets smiling sweetly at Rachel. "What are you doing here?" She asks, looking over at me curiously.

My eyes dart back and forth between hers as I try and think of an answer. "She lives across the street." Rachel says, making us both turn towards her. "She was just asking something about glee." She says, making me nod in agreement.

"Yeah. I should get going now." I add quickly, before scurrying across the street into the safety of my own home.

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