-Lunch-
Santana: *sits next to her* Hey.
Rachel: Hi Santana. Why arent you sitting with the Cherrios? I know your not on the team anymore but your still popular.
Santana: They were never my friends.
Rachel: What are you doing here Santana?
Santana: I know your pregnant Rachel.
Rachel: *eyes widen*
Santana: Dont try to deny it because I cant tell. Lets just says its my specialty.
Rachel: Your not going to tell anyone are you?
Santana: *shakes her head* No, I want to be friends with you Rachel.
Rachel: Why?
Santana: Your cool. Crazy and over determinated but cool.
Rachel: Ill take that as a compliment.
Santana: *smiles*
Rachel: *phone goes off* Great.
Santana: What is it?
Rachel: My dads kicked me out of the house and Carole has been bothering me on finding somewhere to stay.
Santana: Wait, your parents kicked you out?
Rachel: Yeah.
Santana: Where have you been staying?
Rachel: A Hotel.
Santana: Did you tell Finn?
Rachel: *nods* He doesnt belive me. He thinks this is all a game to get him back.
Santana: I should kill him.
Puck: *sits down* Kill who? Im in. *smirks*
Santana: What are you doing here?
Puck: I got bored. Saw you two sitting together and I knew it had to be interesting.
Rachel: Very funny Noah.
Puck: You know you love me baby. *throws his arm over her shoulder*
Santana: Aww, Pucks flirting.
Puck: *glares at Santana*
Santana: Back to our previous convo, you can tottally stay at my house.
Puck: *confused* Why would she need to stay at your house?
Santana: Because I said so! Hop off our conversation.
Puck: Bear whats going on?
Rachel: *wispers* Im pregnant.
Puck: *shocked and staring at her*
Rachel: You cant tell anyone Noah, Im begging you.
Puck: *hugs her* I wouldnt do that.
Rachel: *hugs back*
Santana: Where are all your bags at?
Rachel: My bag is in my car.
Santana: Bag? As in one?
Rachel: They said I was only allowed to take one bag.
Santana: *nods* Im sorry Rachel.
Rachel: Its okay Santana.
Puck: *on Rachels phone* Bear.
Rachel: Yes No'?
Puck: Your phone isnt working?
Rachel: What?! *takes it* It was working a minute ago.
Puck: I just picked it up and it wasnt turning on.
Rachel: Great! My dads must have turned it off.
Santana: We will figure it out. *rubs her hand*
Rachel: *tears fall* What am I going to do now? That was my way of talking with Carole and my doctor.
-After School-
Santana: Ill get the guest bedroom set up for you.
Rachel: Thanks, Ill be there shortly. I have to go somewhere first.
