Chapter 3

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Santana's POV:

She slapped me! For no reason!

I glare at Quinn before walking quickly out of the bathroom. I walk back to my seat next to Puck, and sit down. My knuckles turn white as I aggresively grip the side of my chair. I look over at Quinn's seat, and see her phone sitting on her bag. Next to that, I see a paper where it is written that she likes Puck. I slide the paper into my pocket, for future use. 

I also take her phone, and quickly text Puck.

Time to humiliate Quinn?

I think yes.


'Hey hottie ;) xx'


I press send, and quickly drop her phone into her bag so that he won't see that it's me texting him. Puck looks down at his phone and smiles. 

Wait, smiles? Well, maybe he's smiling at how desperate she is and he thinks she's insanely weird. That's probably it.

Quinn's phone buzzes, and I pick it up.

Wanna ditch dinner and go straight to my place?

Oh shit...

 Well, that was a fail of revenge. That bitch owes me. Seriously, she slaps me then I get her a boyfriend. 

I decide to try something else. 

"I hear Quinn's obsessed with you. Like, desparately in love." I whisper into Puck's ear, who's face turns a light shade of pink.

"Really?" He asks, and I nod.

"It's really weird."

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My phone buzzes, and I see another text from Miguel. He's a guy my grandmother met. She's trying to set us up, even though she knows I'm not interested. I have a girlfriend, and I'm insanely happy with her.

Brittany is my love, but yet my grandmother is against our relationship because we're both girls. I don't understand why she's so homophobic. 

What if I set up Quinn and Miguel on a blind date? I could tell her that Puck isn't interested. Wait... the texts. 

I pull out her phone and delete her texts with Puck. In the corner of my eye, I see Quinn walking in my direction. I quickly drop her phone in her purse and walk quickly towards Brittany.

"Hey Britt!" I say once I reach her.

"I just took the longest nap!" She says with a yawn, and stretches her arms out.

I kiss her lightly on the cheek before grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the car.

"Breadstix or my place?" I ask her.

"Well it's already 9:45 and I'm not that hugry." She says while yawning again. 

"My place it is!"  I say with a laugh. I start my car and take off towards my house. 

"Dont worry," I tell Britt, "my parents are out of town for the week. They are in Spain for a vacation."

We finally get out of the car and walk into my house. I grab Brittany's soft hand and pull her into my room.

Hey! Hope you enjoyed the chapter :)

 

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