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𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Madeleine's eyelids fluttered open and she found herself sigh in content when she remembered she was wrapped up in the Latina's arms, they stayed together most nights nowadays... as close to each other as possible. Santana was like oxygen to Madeleine, she felt she needed her to keep surviving. She closed her eyes again not wanting to untangle herself from Santana's warmth, a little after she closed her eyes, Santana woke up. She smiled to herself as she watched her girlfriend sleep, she softly held her cheek and caressed it. 

"Madzie... we have to wake up." She whispers. 

Madeleine moans and turns away from her, not leaving her arms though. 

"Come on, we have school- remember that old thing?" Santana says with a chuckle. 

Santana lifts her head and just as she tries to leave their warm bed, Madeleine clutches her arm. 

"I have something important to tell you..." She says, with a worried face. 

"Hmm?" Santana asks, her eyebrows furrowing. 

A smirk creeps across the blondes face as she yanks her wrist, causing her to fall and land directly back into her arms. 

"You dork." Santana says with a gasp. 

"Come on, we won't miss anything important in first period." 

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As Santana and Madeleine chatted with Brittany in Glee Club, she could feel Schue eyeing her in the corner of the room. She briefly looked over and saw him holding her wooden doll face, his eyes swiping back and fourth between the figure and Madeleine, she quirk a confused eyebrow at him and rolls her eyes. He shoots her a scolding look but looks away and continues his thoughts. She was bratty and disrespectful constantly, but he never felt he could truly punish her... deep down the guilt of not helping with her abusive father situation was still there to torture him. So he often let her get away with the sassy and rude comments she liked to shoot at him. He knew she was a smart, talented girl... but he hadn't heard anything about what she wanted to do after school which worried him- he was starting to believe she had no passion. 

When the group came back from lunch, they found their choir room floor covered by a dancefloor, Madeleine's face lit up as she stared at Mike who gave her a thumbs up. 

"Sue has kindly lent us her dancefloor, this week we are going back in time to Saturday Night Fever! Everyone will be competing in... a dance off!" Schue announces. 

"How is that fair? We have Madeleine, Mike and Brittany in here!" Rachel exclaims. 

"You're gonna want to start practicing soon then Rach, might take a good while to get slightly close to our skills." Madeleine says high-fiving Brittany. 

Madeleine, Thomas and Mike get up and dance together, each boy grabs Madeleine under her arms to flip her over, causing the group to burst into applause. 

"Okay! We have four finalists... Madeleine Parker!" Schue starts. 

Everyone claps and Madeleine shrugs confidently, shooting Rachel a cocky look. 

"Santana Lopez, Mercedes Jones and Finn Hudson!" 

Schue pulls the finalists into a room, Madeleine stands in between Santana's legs waiting for him to explain. 

"Look, this is about living out your dreams. Out of all the Seniors, you four have yet to decide what you want to do, so your assignment is to perform your plans for the future." Schue explains.