I'm Your One

Chapter 33

She then opened it and looked at it. I grabbed my things and walked out of the door. I just walked. But before I left the room. I turn and looked at the guys and said,

"I am sorry."

I then left and didn't look back even though they were calling me to come back. I know I should have just faced them but I couldn't. I asked her not to. But she did it again.

*Ryder's POV*

All of us looked at Santana. She shouldn't have done that. How could she? She could have been nice and listened.

"That just didn't happen." Marley said.

"That did happen. Why couldn't you just leave it alone?" Jake asked Santana.

"Who sent this to her?" Santana asked holding the note still. She had it tight in her grip. No one was going to get that from her.

"What does it say?" Rachel asked trying to get it from Santana.

"Are you idiots going to answer me? Or am I going all go all limo high on your sorry asses?" Santana asked looking at us guys.

"We don't know who it is from." I told her. Then Quinn got the note out of Santana's hands.

*Quinn's POV*

I grabbed the note from Santana. I opened it to read,

I miss you. Why are you staying so far from me? Why are you letting them come between us? We use to be close. What happened?

Who wrote this? Who is this person? What do they mean this shit? I looked over to Santana and she looked at me. We know these guys will not tell us anything. Then we walked out of the glee room.

We went to find the source herself. Where would she be? We haven't had a clue where to look.

"Do you know where she would be?" I asked Santana.

"Nope. Do you?" She asked me.

"Would I be asking you if I did." I said to her.

"Then let's start looking." Santana said. Then we started to look. The last place I never thought to look at. We walked outside to the bleachers. There she was. She was just sitting there. But we got closer we heard her singing. Santana and I stopped to listen to her.

*Kitty's POV*

I walked to the bleachers. I put my things down and I sat down. I just had a lot going on. This is not my week. I so don't know what to do anymore. I just picked my IPod up and played it. Then the next thing I know. I was lost into the song.

I don't know what I want, so don't ask me

'Cause I'm still trying to figure it out

Don't know what's down this road

I'm just walking

Trying to see through the rain coming down

Even though I'm not the only one, who feels

The way I do

[Chorus]

I'm alone, on my own

And that's all I know,

I'll be strong, I'll be wrong

Oh, but life goes on

Oh, I'm just a girl

Trying to find a place in this world

Got the radio on, my old blue jeans

And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve

Feeling lucky today, got the sunshine

Could you tell me what more do I need?

And tomorrow's just a mystery, oh yeah

But that's okay

[Chorus]

Maybe I'm just a girl on a mission

But I'm ready to fly

I'm alone, on my own

And that's all I know

Oh, I'll be strong, I'll be wrong

Oh, but life goes on

Oh, I'm alone, on my own

And that's all I know

Oh, I'm just a girl

Trying to find a place in this world

Oh, I'm just a girl

Oh, I'm just a girl, oh, oh

Oh, I'm just a girl

When I got done. I heard clapping. I looked over to see Santana and Quinn standing there. How long were they there? I looked at them for a bit and then looked away. I really don't want to talk. I know why they are here. They read the note. Who else read it?

"Hey." Quinn said to me.

"What?" I asked them.

"Can we talk?" Santana asked me.