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Chapter 49
Santana Lopez was many things. Aggressive, a loud-mouth.. Lets face it, she was pretty much brutal to any living thing that passed her way. So it only made sense, that when she stopped being all of those things, and started acting differently. That people were confused and downright scared.
"I told you no. No way in hell am I doing that." Santana snarled, her arms crossed tightly across her chest. Rachel was glaring at her.
"Fine." Spoke after a moment of silence. "But I guess to quote you." She pointed at her girlfriend. "There is no way in hell that you are doing me."
Rachel ended her sentence with a smirk... A down right straight from the gates of hell smirk. And Santana was none too pleased about it.
"You're bluffing..."
Rachel just kept on smirking.
It had been a week since that night. One painful, sexually frustrating week, and Santana had tried everything she could think of to make it right. Making Rachel food when she would spend the night, giving her massages, catering to her every need.. And yet, it had still been a week, with no signs of Rachel putting out. Guess Santana was down to her last option.
Being nice.
"Sup Wheels." Santana nodded to Artie as she passed him in the hallway. Earning an arm slap from Rachel. Whincing, she turned to her girlfriend and pouted. Something Artie had never witnessed before.
Taking his glasses off to clean them, in hope of his vision just being messed up. Artie nearly screamed when he came face to face with Santana. The teenage girl took a deep breath.
"Hi Artie." She spoke his name slowly, as if unsure of how to pronounce it.
"Uh.. Hi Santana." He replied nervously, his eyes passing between her and a smiling Rachel. It was an odd sight to say the least.
"Cool sweater." Was all she said before standing up and turning back down the hallway. Rachel following after her.
"See you in Glee club." Rachel waved back at him, disappearing around the corner.
"Da hell...?" He shook his head, wheeling himself the other way. "No way am I following those two.."
And that was only the beginning to a weird day.
Santana had complimented Mercedes on her outfit, which Mercedes in turn gave her a blank stare. She said nothing about Sam's lips as they chatted away peacfully between classes. Which he seemed to enjoy a lot. She even went as far as to ask Blaine how big his bow tie collection was and which one was his favorite. Which almost had Kurt passed out on the floor from surprise.
It was a weird day indeed.
"Quinn?" Brittany bounced up to her blonde friend.
"Yes Britt?" Quinn answered, pulling books from her locker.
"I think aliens have taken over Santana's body." She whispered seriously, clutching her books to her chest.
Quinn raised an eyebrow.
"You think so? That could be possible." She agreed, closing her locker and facing the other blonde.
"Or Rachel put a spell on her."
Quinn laughed at that one, not out of rudeness, but at how close she was to being right. Brittany started biting her lip.
"I think you might be right on that one Britt. Rachel definantly knows how to control people." She smiled, looping her arm with Brittany and walking them down the hallway.
"It's the strangest thing." Brittany mumbled, dropping her eye's for a second and hitting something solid. She gasped in surprise.
"God.. Brittany. Are you okay?" Santana rushed to her friend, checking her for any type of injury. "Please tell me if you are hurt? Coach will kill me." Santana rambled on, helping her friend up. Brittany smiled at her.
"I'm alright S." Brittany's smile just kept growing until she couldn't hold back anymore. "Rachel!" She shrieked, attaching herself to Rachel's neck. "I want to know magic Rach.." She whispered in the shocked girls ear. "And you must be powerful if you can control someone like Santana."
Quinn busted out laughing as Santana glowered beside her. It was going to be one rough day, if Brittany now thought that Rachel could do magic.
"Sure Brittany. I might be able to show you a few things." Rachel replied to the blonde, giving her a hug. Brittany squealed excitedly, clapped her hands together and bounced on her feet.
"Awesome. Thank you Rachel!" She kissed the girl on the cheek. Pissing Santana off and stunning Rachel even more. Sensing danger, Quinn grabbed Brittany around the waist and pulled her away.
"Come on B." She pulled at her friend, marching them down the hall. "We'll see you in Glee!" She hollered back, trying to keep an excited Brittany on her feet.
Santana groaned, leaning back against a row of lockers. Her head was pounding with an on-coming headache and all she wanted was to get through this day and then hopefully. It would all be over.
"Come babe. Only two more hours and then your free." Rachel gave her a small pep talk. Santana snorted.
"Babe? So wrong coming from your mouth." She pushed herself from the lockers and continued for her class.
"Funny. I thought you liked the noises that came from my mouth." Rachel retorted innocently, catching Santana off guard.
She looked at the younger brunette, a stunned expression on her face. Her eye's wide, mouth agape and cheeks actually turning a light pink.
"I'll see you in Glee!" Rachel chirped, giving Santana a small peck on the lips before walking off.
If someone could ask Santana, two years ago, if she would ever see herself dating a miniature Barbra Streisand with a bit of an ego. She would have said no. Actually she probably would have laughed in their face, and shoved them down a flight of stairs. But as Santana sat in the back of Glee club, she realized, that she wouldn't trade Rachel for anyone.
Sure, she could talk a mile a minute, and her bedroom drove her absolutely crazy with all the bright colors and playbills. But she could actually get use to those things, or just set fire to Rachel's room. She winced, thinking of how crushed her girlfriend would be if that actually happened. Not to mention the non-stop crying. That was on the list of never let happen because Santana Lopez does not deal with fucking crying.
"What are you thinking about?" Rachel's voice startled her, as it was right in her ear.
Seriously, no more power should go to Rachel Berry, because she turns into something evil.. And childish.
"Jeez Rachel. You could have sat back a few feet." She rubbed her ear in play. Rachel caught on quickly and smiled. She was actually getting Nice Santana to come out and play And in front of an audience as well. A sight none had ever seen.
"Well I apologize." She carefully rested her hand on Santana's knee. Judging her reaction. The Latina shrugged and covered her hand with her own. That action alone made Rachel swoon because never before had Santana allowed such PDA.
"Someone is getting laid tonight." Puckerman whispered beside them, a grin on his face. Both girls turned to him.
"You have never been more right in your life." Rachel replied before turning back.
She missed the fist bump between Santana and Puck.