Santana's POV…

"What a bitch!" I gasp as she leaves. I don't care how hot she is; I'm sick of her and everyone else treating me like I'm nothing. Tired of them throwing me into dumpsters, dropping my glasses down the toilet and all the other things they do to make my life miserable. I'm going to get revenge on that skank. No doubt about it.

Dani's POV…

I let out a breath as I walk down the hallway and join a group of Cheerios by their lockers.

"Hey girls!" I exclaim, smiling. "What are you talking about?" I don't particularly like them, and I'm pretty sure they don't like me either since I refuse to join the squad, but they hang around with me, even if it is just because of my popularity.

"Hey Dani." Quinn, the head cheerleader, replies. "Just that Glee dork, Santana." I hear the others snicker.

"Oh right. Me and the guys, er, passed her before."

I see Brittany grin.

"We have the best idea!" She tells me excitedly. "She has Geometry with us this afternoon and we're gonna—"

"Wait." Quinn interrupts her icily. "We don't know if we can trust her."

I roll my eyes. "Come on Quinn. Why wouldn't you?"

"Well lately Dani you've been… lenient towards her. Mike told us about what you did to her earlier and he remarked on how you seemed… sympathetic." She raises her eyebrow patronisingly. "Now why would you feel sorry for that thing?!"

I bite my lip and quickly think of an excuse; I can't show any weakness and reveal how much I dislike what they do.

"I didn't feel sorry for her! It's just.. the slushy splashed on my Louis Vuitton." I lie, gesturing to an invisible mark on my bag. "So I was a bit distracted."

They accept this readily enough and Brittany leans in to me.

"So Dani, you've seen Carrie, right?" I nod slowly, not really wanting to know where this is going.

"Well me and you sit right behind Santana, don't we? And the seat beside hers is empty then Quinn and Celeste are in front. Well we've hired a kid to get Ms King out of the class so then we're going to make Santana turn around, then Quinn's gonna pour some dog food down the back of her clothes, just like Carrie! But we couldn't get hold of pig's blood…"

"So are you in?"Celeste narrows her eyes at me and I begin to stutter before realising that there's no way out.

"I…yeah. Sure. What do you want me to do?"

Santana's POV…

I spend the rest of lunch and my free period in the library, reading and plotting revenge, and am disgruntled when the bell rings for the final lesson of the day: Geometry.

I groan as I pick up my bag and make my way to the classroom before getting into my seat. It doesn't take long before the whore and cheerleaders take their seats and our teacher comes in. She runs a hand through her messy ginger hair and takes a pen out of her breast pocket before she begins to write questions on the board, stopping when some freshman runs in.

"Ms King! There's a call for you in the teacher's lounge." He gasps, clearly out of breath.

"Okay, thank you Nigel." She says. "Class, I'll just go and take this and I'll be back in a few minutes. In the meantime, please attempt these questions on the board." She strides out, her skirt swishing around her and I hear my name from behind me.

"Hey Santana!" I turn and see Brittany smiling at me.

"Erm..hey Brittany." I respond tightly, ignoring the slut to her right.

"Can you help me with the first question?" Brittany continues, cocking her head to one side. I sigh; she's so hopeless sometimes.

"Okay so you take the fraction and—"

I stop as I feel something wet on my back and I shriek as the cold sets in. I see Brittany laughing and I turn to see that Quinn, Celeste and most of the class are too. It's then I notice the tin of dog food Quinn is clutching in her hand and tears start to spill down my cheeks as I stand up angrily. Shivering and sobbing, I storm out of the classroom and to the same bathroom I'd been in just hours before.

I go into the spacious disabled stall and rip off my cardigan and t-shirt, which now both have large browny-grey stains. Inwardly screaming, I start wiping the bottom of my neck and top of my back with wads of toilet roll, nose wrinkling at the smell. When I'm finally satisfied, I take the clothes to the wash basin, glad that there's no one else in the bathroom.

Dani's POV…

The others are still laughing but I just sit there uneasily, forcing myself to smile. Thankfully nobody notices that I'm not amused and so I slip away just as Ms King rounds the corner but she doesn't seem to notice me. Figuring that there's only one place she's gonna be, I hurry to the bathroom where I found her at lunch and see her standing over the sink, scrubbing at some garment and wearing only her jeans and a bra. She actually has a really nice figure, and she looks extremely sexy, her black lacy bra over her flawless skin. No stop it Dani! You can't think this way anymore especially not about her. You know what happened last time.

"Santana." I begin softly. Her head whips around and she glares at me, tears in her deep brown eyes. "DO.. do you want some help."

She flings her clothes down furiously and mutters something in Spanish before going back to English.

"Why don't you just piss off Dani?! You come in here pretending you're sorry for me, and you don't agree with what they're doing but then you go out there and don't even bother trying to stop them! You're nothing but a hypocrite. A dirty, slutty hypocrite. It's not fair: you move here, be a complete bitch to everyone who isn't popular, sleep around, and everyone loves you for it! You have guys falling at your feet just because.." she stops mid rant as she stares into my eyes. "Because…it's not fair Dani..you're..you're gorgeous."

I wasn't expecting that. Though I can't deny, it was nice to hear. Especially coming out of her mouth. Her perfect mouth. Before I can stop myself I'm leaning forward and my lips are upon hers. She seems surprised at first but soon our mouths are open and our tongues fighting for dominance.

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