𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝗼𝐩𝐞𝐳 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

'𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝗼𝐧𝐠'

this is really short (sorry) but i'll update more!!!

I walked down the hall with my new outfit. I got it from brittany. I was wearing a knitted pink unicorn sweater with a collared shirt under, a plaid skirt, high socks, school girl shoes, and a yellow headband.

As i was walking confidently down the hall someone pulled me into a classroom. "What the-!"

"Shut up, Junks." Santana covered my mouth and i pushed her off. "What's wrong with you?"

"Hold on." She went over to the door and locked it while putting a curtain over the small window. She was wearing the same outfit as i but different color. "What do you want?" I asked and she answered me. "You know i got in trouble at home because of your stupid fight?"

"That's great but how is it my problem?" I rolled my eyes.

"You've got a big mouth, you know that?" She pushed me and i pushed back. "I don't want to fight with you, Santana."

"I do." She slapped me and I punched her. I heard Santana groan and she tackled me from the stomach. I was shoved into the wall and she stopped. The room only filled with our breathing.

I looked her in the eyes confused. Why was she just staring at me? Why did i like it?

Santana kissed me. It felt like the fastest thing ever. I had no time to react and when i did react, i was kissing her back. I felt her hands try to go up my skirt and i allowed it. Her hand was gripping my thighs and my hands were busy running through her hair. Her touch was weird. I was never touched like that ever before in my entire life.

She gripped tighter and i gasped tilting my head up at the ceiling. Surprisingly, Santana bit my bottom lip as i gasped. It hurt and felt good at the same time.

What i'm i doing?

I pushed her off and she looked at me confused. "What the hell, Moni?" She said giving a nickname for my last name. "This is wrong."

"Why because i'm a girl? You kissed Quinn."

"It's not that." I rolled my eyes. "This is like if Batman and Joker were making out."

"What?"

"I don't even like you." I paced around the empty room.

"You will." She smirked and i looked at her at annoyed. "I can't worry about whether you like me or not, Santana."

She crossed her arms. "Good, you won't have to worry because i don't like you."

I don't know why that made me feel bad. I don't like Santana, i guess i just like the feeling of knowing that she likes me. "Fine then, don't kiss me."

"What? Why not?" She got offended and i laughed. "What do you mean 'why not'? Aren't you dating Sam now?"

"So?"

"So you're cheating, Santana." I rolled my eyes and she scoffed. "It's not cheating-"

"I'm not dumb. Sam is my friend. I can't do that to a friend."

"Oh forget Sam. We can keep making out in secret." She walked up to me about to kiss my lips and i pushed her off. "You think that's fair to me?"

"Well what do you want me to do?" She sighed.

"I want you to break up with Sam." I told her and she shook her head. "No way, you're trying to force me out of the closet. I'm not breaking up with Sam."

"I'm not trying to force you out of anything, Santana. All i'm asking is that you stop cheating...oh! and you have to stop acting like a bitch to me in the hallways."

"Screw you."

"No. Screw you, i'm not gonna be the person Sam hates because of you. See you at Glee club." I walked out the room.