Santana's P.O.V.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the period. I was knocked out of my thoughts by the shuffling of paper around me.
The heap of paper reached me and I realised that I had five pages of homework to complete for the next day.
"Ugh." I moaned, dropping my head into my hands.
"I know. I hate chemistry too." The blonde giggled. "I'm Danielle, by the way. Dani for short."
"Santana" I smiled.
"I know, Mrs. P-" She stopped, letting her eyes wander the length of the room. "Crap! Where'd she go?"
"Where'd who go?" I asked, shoving my homework into my folder.
"Rachel. She said that she'd show me to my classes." Dani said with a worried expression.
"Relax, what class do you have now?". She scanned through what looked like her schedule. "Uhm...I have calculus."
I stood up. "So do I. C'mon, I'll walk you there.".
She let out a heavy breathe of relief and flashed me another thankful smile.
I made my way out of the classroom with Dani on my heels. I was walking towards my locker but was jerked back by a sudden tug to my hand.
"What the-" I trailed off realizing who it was. "Woah, Brittany. Easy on the arm babe."
Brittany is my girlfriend of two years and also, my bestfriend. She's the most amazing person I know, and I hate that most people fail to see that.
"Uhm, sorry." She huffed. I raised my brow "You okay?"
Instead of replying, she simply examined Dani from head to toe with a not-so-friendly look.
Okayyy.
"I'm fine. I'll see you at lunch." She finally said.
Before I could say anything, I was knocked back against the locker as a pair of lips crashed against mine. The kiss didn't last long but I was still out of breath from being caught off guard.
Brittany smirked at me as she turned on her heel and continued to her next class, not forgetting to shoot a glare in Dani's way.
I turned to face Dani, trying to read her but I got nothing so I just kept on walking.
"So you two are-" She finally spoke. I cut her off, already knowing what her question was. "Yup."
"That means you're-"
"Aha"
"Cool."
I turned to face her. "You're cool with me being-" "Gay? Yeah, why wouldn't I be? Not that it's any of my business."
I sighed internally, grateful that she wasn't uncomfortable with this. "But," She began. "I'm not sure if it was just me or was she...glaring at me?"
I shifted my books onto my other hand and then spoke "Oh, no. It wasn't you. I mean, she's just PMSing...I think."
I furrowed my eyebrow causing Dani to giggle, as did I. She had one of those cute, contagious laughs.
We stopped in front of my locker and I dialed in my lock combination.
I watched Dani from the corner of my eye as I began to get out my necessary books, trying to make out if she meant what she said or if she was just being nice.
In the end, I came up with nothing. I frowned slightly. I'm usually good at reading people. What makes her so different?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
This story has over 60 reads already...you people actually read what I write? Lol sorry. Thank you! Atleast I now know that I don't completely suck haha :)
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