Hello, and thanks for reading again! I'm just so happy to use my imagination and have people reading it. Hope you like this one. FULL OF DRAMA so, have fun!

Finally, the holiday break was here! My whole fam was in town, and I was stoked about it. Gotta admit, though, with my tias and abuelita catching up, things could get crazy loud. I usually hung out with my cousins, but let's be real, there's not much happening in Ohio. So, we mostly chilled at this new mall with Britt and Mercedes. Britt goes way back with my family, and Mercedes just clicked with everyone.

I didn't really talk to Quinn, nothing other than a few texts here and there but nothing significant, and Puck was a bit depressed, and spending a lot of time with Finn and the other dudes.

New Year's Eve finally arrived, and we threw this fancy dinner at my house. I was totally loving it, the food and having my family around until they started saying some seriously closed-minded shit about women and gays. Ugh, it totally fucked my mood.

So, my tia goes on with her never-ending interrogation, asking if I've got a boyfriend. I told them I was dating Sam, but we broke up recently. Anything just to get them to stop. They start dissing him, calling him a "blanquito" and telling me I can do better. Which, I know.

Then, someone brings up my aunt Elena talking about how she hasn't found a husband, and Uncle Hugo cracks this joke about her being all lovey-dovey with her roomie. Come on, they've been living together for like five fucking years, and it's as clear as day that they're a couple. But no one wants to admit it. Lame.

-Enough, Hugo! Cut it out. My daughter is not a sinner

Abuelita said shutting him up. My cousin Martin catched my eye, and we exchanged a knowing look. He's got my back, no doubt. But man, things got awkward real quick, real fast.

Luckily, me and my cousin had a backup plan. We crashed a friend's NYE party after dinner. Turns out, there were a bunch of kids from school, some familiar faces from the hood, and guess who? Britt, Sam, and surprisingly, Finn.

We were having fun. Martin and Britt go way back and they are really good dancers. So, you can imagine they were the center of attention.

After a few drinks in our system, we were in full party mode. And just when I was dancing with Brittany, I felt these two laser-focused eyes on me. I turned around, and who do I see? None other than Finn. Dude didn't seem to be having a good time, and to my surprise, his horrible girlfriend and her creepy step-brother, Kurt weren't around. At least that was good.

Finn was totally wasted when he came up to us, but I was having too much fun to give a damn. And there he was, drink in hand, walking straight to me while I had my arms wrapped around Brittany. We were just tight like that.

-Looks like you guys are having fun

Finn said with a stupid smirk on his face, I had to let go of Britt cause he was a bit scary.

-Yeah, man, it's New Year's

I replied.

-You talk to Quinn yet?

-Nah, man. She's off somewhere on vacation

I shrugged.

The music was loud, so he had to shout in my ear, and damn, he was freakishly tall, making the whole thing awkward as fuck.

"Hey, it's good, I bet Britt's stoked to finally have you all to herself

Finn said, still smirking. I didn't have anything clever to add, so I took a sip of my drink instead.

-You guys make a cute couple, you know?

-Cut it out, Finn

I rolled my eyes, feeling like the music wasn't loud enough now and people might have heard him.

-No, seriously, just come out already!

Finn exclaimed, arms wide open to get everyone's attention. I wanted to run out of there, but I stared him straight in the eyes.

-You're the reason Quinn dumped me, Santana. Ever since you started planting all that crap in her head. Were you in love with her or something? We all know you have a thing for Brittany, but now you want Quinn too? Ugh, you're just greedy.

People were starting to stare, and my cousin was ready to throw punches, but I held him back. Sam was also making his way over. It didn't bother me that much when he brought up me and Britt because it was a running joke, but when he mentioned Quinn and the truth hit me, my heart started racing.

-Finn, what the hell are you talking about? Brittany and I are just friends! And Quinn is also a friend. You were the one being an asshole and cheating on her. What did you expect?

I noticed people started whispering around us. Were they talking about me? About Quinn? My anxiety was getting the best of me.

-Look, Santana, everything would be so much easier for you if you just came out of the closet. It's no secret that you're in love with Brittany

On the inside I was crumbling, feeling a mix of shame and panic, but I couldn't let it show. As much as I hated what he had just done, I couldn't go down to his level and expose him like that.

-Wanna have a chat about coming out, twinkle tits?

I said, stepping closer to him and pointing at his chest. He tried to approach me, but Sam quickly intervened. I pushed Sam's hand away because I didn't need help, especially not from him.

-Tell me, do you really want to do this? Because I happen to know about a certain Twinkie you're filling up every night.

I whispered in his ear, making sure only he could hear. The horror on his face was a small victory.

-I know you've got nothing going on in your sad excuse for a life except being Rachel's lapdog. Maybe that's why you've had all this time to make up fucking shit in your mind, trying to justify why Quinn, the most popular girl in school, dumped your sorry ass. Maybe it wasn't my fault at all. Maybe it's just that you're utterly repulsive. I mean, seriously, you have the face of a fetus. Have you even taken a good look at yourself in the mirror lately? Maybe whatever's going on here is the real reason you got dumped."

I pointed at his face, and someone in the crowd threw a beer can in his direction.

-Or maybe it's 'cause you're more stupid than a newborn donkey. And don't even get me started on your zombie-like dance moves that scream "I gotta take a shit"' Your only so-called "talent" was throwing a football "really hard", but guess what? You couldn't win a single damn game, and they kicked your sorry ass as soon as they could. Maybe, just maybe, you're plain insufferable, Finn. I'm wrecking my brain trying to think of one decent thing about you, but it's as empty as your underwear. Look around, dude. Was Quinn the only one who bailed on you? Or was it everyone? 'Cause I don't see your friends here to support you. It's only Rachel and Kurt, and that's probably 'cause they're as hideous as you, you moron.

I can't believe I said all that in one breath. Finn was quiet for a moment, the shock written all over his face. It wasn't just my little rant that got to him, but also what I had dropped on him earlier.

-You're just a bitch, Santana. You really think these guys are your friends? News flash, nobody gives a damn…

Finn didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence when Sam punched him right on his face, followed by my cousin throwing one too. The whole situation was embarrassing. Brittany and I rushed in, attempting to break up the fight, but it took the intervention of another guy to finally separate them.

I decided to walk out of the room, and Brittany came with me. The whole scene was embarrassing enough, there was no need to make things worse with fucking gorillas punching their faces.

I sat down on the porch, holding back the tears. It wasn't because Finn's comments got to me, I couldn't care less about most people's opinions, but the whole damn scene and the fact that people are gonna start yapping about me and Quinn, even though we ain't even a thing.

-Finn is such a creepy idiot.

Britt said as she played with my hair

-Yeah, totally. And Sam, too. He didn't need to throw that punch

I replied, wiping away a few tears.

-I don't even know if I'm gay, you know? And everyone's gonna talk about it.

-Nobody cares, seriously. You're the bigger person for not outing Finn. I mean, honestly, I would've done it.

I know Quinn told me not to tell anyone, but with Britt, it's different. If I know something, Britt is bound to know it too. That's just how our friendship works.

-I couldn't do it, not even to Finn

As people started coming up to show their support Finn decided to leave. I overheard this girl talking about coming out, and I needed to stop. I wasn't ready for all of this, so without thinking twice, my drunk self decided to cause another scene.

Sam walked to me to ask me if I was okay, he tried to sit next to me and I pushed him and stood up.

-Oh, like you care. I didn't need you to be my "hero" against Finn. You're no better than him, or any other guy, and I don't need some fucking savior. If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have ghosted me after fucking. Remember how you just screwed me over and left me hanging? Fuck you, Sam.

Poor kid didn't deserve that, to be honest. I could see the frustration on his face, looking totally confused. But I'd rather have people talking about Sam dumping me than spreading rumors about me being into girls, especially in this damn town. I just wasn't ready.

-Santana, why are you doing this?

Sam asked, sounding genuinely confused.

-You didn't want me a few days ago, and right now, I don't need you either, okay?

He just walked out. I was an asshole to the kid, he really did nothing wrong. I didn't want to ruin the party anymore so I offered to take shots and everyone agreed. After that it was fun, everyone was drunk and dancing, my cousin drove us home and Britt stayed with me.

I was lying in bed, my head spinning like crazy. I crawled to the bathroom, feeling like I was gonna throw up. I waited by the toilet and then got a call from Quinn. I answered it right away because I hadn't heard from her.

-Happy New Year, San!

Quinn said through the phone, sounding totally waisted. There was so much noise in the background, and my head was hurting.

-Happy New Year, Q

-You know what? You're, like, my favorite person. You're freaking awesome. I wanna cry cause I miss you

Quinn slurred.

-How much did you drink?

Just vodka, but, like, a ton

-You can't even handle a beer, let alone vodka

I chuckled, feeling like I was gonna puke but nothing came out.

-I miss you, San. Talk to me

-I'm here, I just don't feel great. I did something dumb, and Finn was an idiot.

-Finn is such a moron, San. You know who's cool? Puck. I miss Puck too

-Ugh, I can't deal with this right now, Quinn

I said, my head pounding.

-Wait, don't hang up! I need your advice

-Shoot

I replied, not too excited

-Should I date Puck?

-You think he's hot?

-Hmm, looks don't really matter to me, but he's, like, so cool. And he's sweet, Santana, really sweet. Plus, he's got the confidence I wish I had

Quinn hiccuped, which actually made me chuckle a bit.

-So, are you gonna date Puck?

-Do you think he'll ask me again?

-For sure

My headache was killing me, enough to numb the pain in my heart. She was gonna date my best friend, and things would be totally over between us. But hey, what did I expect anyway?

-I like his personality, and he's really, really cool

-Yeah, he is, Q

My head was pounding like crazy.

But seriously, you're, like, so hot. I can't believe you and Puck never hooked up,

-Well, believe it, Quinn. I gotta go

I said, hanging up just in time to puke my guts out so she didn't hear me. I missed Quinn, but now I was secretly hoping she would stay in Philly just so I wouldn't have to see her with Puck

I crawled back into bed, the room still spinning. What a way to start the year.

A few days went by, and Britt swung by my place so we could go to the mall together. There was a new Victoria's Secret store that caught our eye, and while we were shopping, this girl came up to us out of the blue with a job offer. It was a part-time gig after school, and the best part was the awesome discount we would get. We were excited to get started.

Quinn finally came back and I got to see her before anyone else, before Puck. She gave me the biggest hug when she saw me and I really missed her. It was only a couple weeks but I got used to seeing her everyday.

-Ugh, I almost forgot how pretty you are

I managed to say when Quinn let go of our hug, but my hand kind of lingered on her waist for a few seconds, like I didn't want to let go subconsciously..

-I missed you, this, you're always saying cute things. Here, I got you the shirt you asked for.

Quinn hooked me up with an Eagles shirt, and we had another quick hug before letting go. We were chillin' at our go-to spot, this awesome restaurant where the servers probably know all our juicy gossip by now. We always end up here somehow.

She told me everything about her family, and how everything went well. Her mom was in a good mood, and she had a good time over there. I then told her the whole Finn party drama and how Sam and my cousin went all caveman on his face.

-And Puck wasn't there?

-Nah, haven't seen him at all during the break

-Kinda miss him a little, though

-Really? So, you diggin' him?

I asked, trying not to sound too jealous.

-Yeah, I think I do.

-Why? I mean, Puck's cool and all, but… I don't know.

-He's sweet, he's cool, and I feel like I can really count on him,

-But, like, do you feel attraction to him?

-I already said, looks aren't a big deal for me. It's all about feeling comfortable with him,

-Sure

I played it off, acting likeI didn't care. But if Quinn could read me even a little, she would see how fucking jealous I was.

-So, do you think we'd make a good couple?

-I don't know, Quinn. I love Puck, but let's be real, he's not the nicest dude around

-Why do you say that?

-Look, it's nothing

-Come on, San

-He's just... I've never seen him with a legit girlfriend, you know? That's all I can say,

I really didn't want to keep talking about Puck, so I changed the subject, told her about Sam rejecting me, and again, I know I deserved it but something inside me was like "tell her so she doesn't know you're dying for her, you got options"

To try and change topics I told her about my new job with Britt and that she should apply. She went there a few days later. Britt and I were already working there.

The manager was this 20 year old girl named Karen, she was beautiful and like cool, and going to college and we really got along, so, sadly for them, she had Britt and Quinn folding shirts and putting panties in their place while my job was basically to gossip with her all day, talk shit about clients, flirt with some clueless guys trying to find something for their girlfriend.

My goal was to sell them the most overpriced thing. I just had to let them think they'd stand a chance with me. I often had some guys looking for bras and my go to was to ask them if their girlfriend was kind of my size. The amount of "I wish" I had as answers made me even more disgusted of men. But hey, a 60 dlls bra gave me a sweet commission.

While working closer to Karen I noticed Britt and Quinn were starting to get closer too. It was good, they never really gave each other a chance, Quinn had told me before that she felt Britt hated her and I felt like she didn't like her that much.

Don't get me wrong, I got this job so I could make money and hang out with my best friend, but Karen really took a lot of my time, we tried to at least go out for lunch together tho but Karen really absorbed much of my time.

-Hey S, wanna come get sushi with me? We'll bring you girls something

Karen said to the rest of the staff and when she asked what they were ordering Quinn said she was okay and didn't order anything. Me and Karen took about 2 hours to finish eating and bringing the girls some sushi. When the shift was over I saw Quinn texting like crazy but didn't pay much attention to it.

Britt usually drove us home after our shifts but this time Quinn said she was getting picked up, so me and Brittany headed to her car.

-Quinn is, like, super jealous

I chuckled

Why though?

I asked, curious to hear her about it.

-She can't stand Karen, you know? I mean, at first, I thought it was 'cause Karen's always making us work. But now I realize it's cause of you

Britt said while she drove her car out of the parking spot.

-Wait, seriously? Why?

She was bitching about Karen the whole time you were gone, saying you're totally "hypnotized" by her and that Karen's not even that cool

-Well, I think Karen's pretty cool

I defended Karen, but my words stumbled when I saw Puck's car picking up Quinn. They hadn't been seen together much lately at school, and it felt kinda weird seeing them hanging out like that.

-Karen ain't cooler than me though!

Britt said joking

-Damn right, nobody's cooler than you

I replied, trying to take a look at Quinn and Puck through the rearview mirror.

-But seriously, how jealous was Quinn?

I said, turning my attention back to Britt.

-Oh, a little more than you are right now

Britt answered, deciding to stop the car and shoot me a serious look. We were both watching Quinn and Puck. Quinn was all smiles in the passenger seat, while Puck held a bunch of flowers, which seemed kinda cheesy if you ask me.

-You cool, San?

-Yeah, yeah, let's just go, please

I said, wanting to move on from the scene.

-You know, these past few days, I've actually been getting to know Quinn better. Turns out, I might've misjudged her a bit. But she's still kind of weird to me, you know? A bit unstable.

-Oh, trust me, she's so unstable, in ways that drive me nuts

-I gotta admit, though, I did get a little jealous because I felt like she was trying to steal my bestie. But now I see there's something so different between you two

-You really think so?

I raised an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued. Britt was always well intentioned and honest, so I cared about what she had to say.

-Absolutely. I've said it before, you and Quinn have this undeniable chemistry. You know, if you were to come out, all the girls at school would be lining up. You're like a trendsetter, and girls at McKinley totally idolize you. It would be a whole lesbian revolution in the hallways

We both laughed at the thought of that

-It's still Ohio, Britt

-I know, I know

She said with a sigh.

The next day after school the nightmare began. Quinn and Puck were walking the hallways, hand in hand, looking happier than ever, the kids parted like the red sea in awe of them together. It wasn't that much of a surprise for me, like I knew this was happening. I just expected some kind of notice because I scared Britt with the way I slammed my locker door.

Imagine everyone else's shock. Puck, badass guy, walking hand in hand with the most popular girl, which was his best friend's girlfriend. "Did she tame Puck or is he just messing with her?" Everyone was wondering that.

Puck smiled at me and winked as he passed by, so proud of his now girlfriend. I just smiled and waved but there was an ache inside.

-Damn

Britt said as she sawed them walking past us. I visibly swallowed and I just felt Britts hand in my hair.

-Are you okay?

Britt said, genuinely concerned. I knew what she meant.

-Yeah, I'm… fine.

She sighed and I rested in my locker letting out the breath I was holding on.

-I'll be fine

-Yes you will, San

We didn't need many words, Brittany just got me.

Later that day we were at class, Quinn was sitting in front of me as usual. I normally would be whispering dumb shit to make her giggle but I wasn't in the mood. Quinn turned around when the teacher wasn't looking.

-Can we grab lunch after practice?

I pretended to care about this class and write notes just to avoid looking at her.

-Can't, I have to be early at work today

I said this while I wrote nonsense in my book.

-Oh come on, your friend Karen won't mind

-Quinn

I looked at her so she knew I meant it, trying to keep my face as straight as possible.

-I can't

She looked down and nodded, and then I felt so bad. I don't want to make her feel bad, but I fear that if I really talk to her without this barrier I'm trying to make, I'd just be bawling my eyes out yelling at her, wondering how she chose Puck over me.

And I know is dumb, I never really asked her out, but she knew how I felt, and she had a choice to make, and she decided to date my best friend. I was fucking raging inside, and she doesn't really deserves it but I'm doing my best to control my self.

After practice I avoided her, I didn't have to be early at all but I practically ran to the store. I needed to clear my mind. Me and Karen got together before my shift and she had some weed, she was the coolest manager ever, so we smoked in her car.

-What's going on with you? You seem... off

Karen said and I let out an audible sigh and rolled my eyes.

-Just dealing with shit from school.

I reached for the joint, desperately needing another hit.

-Is it about homework or relationship issues? I can help with both.

I smiled at her offer.

-Don't worry about it.

I noticed Puck dropping off Quinn. They kissed, and Quinn got out of the car. I couldn't help but audibly express my pain, and Karen noticed.

-So, they're the problem.

-Kind of...

-You're friends with the blonde girl, right?

-Both blondes, actually.

-So, who's the problem, her or the guy?

-Honestly, it 's me.

-I don't want to be pushy, but if you want to talk about it, I'm here for you.

Karen winked at me, and I just smiled. We took another hit from the joint, grabbed some eye drops, and headed to work.

About 30 minutes into our shift, the munchies started to kick in, and Karen and I devoured some hot Cheetos, laughing at random things she said. The store was pretty quiet, which was a relief, but it was clear to anyone that we were high.

I was dressing up a mannequin with Britt's help.

-You're so stoned, Santana.

She giggled while fixing a pair of panties I had put on the wrong side. I just smiled and put a finger to my lips, signaling for her to be quiet.

-Santana, how do you feel about getting some KFC?

-I could go for some KFC.

I actually hated chicken, but I must have forgotten.

-Can you go get some for us?

Since there were only four of us working that day, she took Britt and Quinn's orders as well.

-Sweetie, can you go with her? I think that bitch over there is tryna steal some creams. I need to keep an eye on her.

She said to Quinn and she agreed. Good thing KFC was very close and we walked there in silence. We were waiting for the order, Quinn just looking at the floor and me with my arms crossed on my chest to resist from touching her.

-Are you mad at me or something?

Quinn asked

-No, just, maybe give me a heads up next time!

I tried not to react but I did.

-Is this about Puck? I thought you were okay with that.

-Yeah, I'm okay with that.

-So?

-You just don't get it Quinn, and you never will

-You're right, most of the time I don't get you. You're so confusing

-I'm confusing? I'M confusing?

I said a little bit louder than i wanted to

-Yes, you are!

-What confuses you?

-You can be super sweet to me one day and the other you're just ice cold, like you don't care a bit about me.

-Well, you're confusing as fuck too, you know? It's confusing when you try to kiss me in a bathroom and then go and date my friend

I said as low as I could and Quinn just laughed it off

-Santana, that's what we do, you flirt with me, I flirt with you, we tease each other.

-Well, you gotta stop it.

-Whatever

Quinn rolled her eyes and grabbed our order, walked past me and let the door basically hit me in the face.

When we came back she took her food and ate it, who knows where. We didn't talk after that, she didn't drive with me and Britt. She didn't text me after. She didn't sit with us the next day after school, she just went to the table to get Puck and walked out with him.

I know I should apologize, she doesn't owe me anything, we were just friends. But I was hurt and I'm bad at expressing my emotions, so if that was the end of our friendship, then fine. I'll miss her but my pride and the fucking pain in my heart were bigger.

I'm ashamed to admit it, but that day I acted like I had broken up with the love of my life, crying my eyes out in my bedroom playing Pretty When You Cry, The Blackest Day and White Mustang on repeat.

What do you think about this one? Santana's family are too close minded, Sam doesn't deserve this treatment, and finn is an asshole.

And Quinn can't read the room if she tried.

Hope you like it. Too much drama.