Chapter 1: Slushie

Hey, so this is my first time writing a fanfic. Usually I try to come up with my own characters and stuff but I thought I would give this a try since I've become obsessed with Glee. I've watched the entire series twice since someone made me watch it a few months ago. Anyways this is a Pezberry story because I think that if they had gotten together they would have been the cutest couple ever. I will mention and throw in the other couples too so don't worry. Now I've kept you long enough, enjoy the fanfic and please review since this my first and I want to know what people think.

She couldn't believe that this is happening, to her of all people. She never thought that she would be on the receiving end of one of these and she had to say, she hated it. Karofsky was walking down the hall, laughing with an empty slushy cup in his hand, "oops. I'm so sorry."

Brittany stared at her in shock, she never had been slushied before and it was a surprise to both of them. She stood, rigid as the frozen liquid seeped through her shirt. Rachel "Man-hands" Berry walked up to them as people around held in laughter, people still scared of Santana and her rage.

"Santana? Lets go get you cleaned up," Rachel grabbed her arm and led her into the locker room and away from Brittany. "Are you OK Santana?"

"What? I'm fine," Santana snapped out of her daze and looked at her. "Why are you helping me Hobbit?"

Rachel sighed at Santana's nickname for her as she grabbed a paper towel, running it through warm water, "because I figured you could use some help seeing as how you have never had a slushy facial before and I get them daily."

"Yeah and they are mainly from me," Santana looked at her as she came over to her.

Rachel stayed quiet for a moment, wiping Santana's face gently, the Latina looking at her, waiting for her to answer. "Well, I guess I don't hold a grudge, it's just too hard and it's easier to just get over it and help you since we are on the same team." She wiped the taller girl's face then grabbed a chair, putting it in front of a sink, "sit."

Rachel went to her locker and opened it, taking out a towel and a cup she had for when she was hit with the colored ice. She went back to Santana and turned on the water, rinsing out her hair. "Did you hear that Lady Hummel's father is running against Coach Sue for congress?" Santana asked, trying to break up the silence.

"Kurt mentioned it, he's worried about his father's heart but Burt is insisting he will be fine," Rachel said as she turned the water off and wrapped the towel around Santana's hair.

"Well I hope he kicks Sue Sylvester's ass, she needs to be taken down a peg or two," Santana said as she sat up. "Besides, and if you ever tell anyone I said this, I'll deny it, but I really like Glee club. I don't want Sue to take it away."

"Your secret is safe with me but it's nice to know that you don't hate it," Rachel handed her a paper towel, "you can wipe your own chest. I have a sweater you can borrow if you need it."

"Ewe, an ugly Berry sweater?" Santana took the paper towel and finished cleaning herself off.

"Fine, have fun in that stained shirt," Rachel turned to leave.

Santana groaned and stopped her, "wait, no I want the sweater. We only have Glee left so it's not like everyone will see me wearing the ugly thing."

Rachel rolled her eyes and went to her locker, grabbing the extra sweater she had in it, "why do you always criticize my clothing choice?"

"Because, Man-Hands, I am hoping that one day you will get a hint and maybe dress in something that doesn't make me want to pull my eyes out with ice cream scoops," Santana said, pulling off her shirt before grabbing the sweater from the diva and putting it on.

Rachel rolled her eyes and closed her locker, "whatever, lets get to Glee. We are already late."

The two walked out, Santana pulling the towel out of her hair and shaking out her still wet hair. They walked in and everyone looked over at them. Kurt was the first one to say anything, "why are you two so late?"

"Any why are you wearing one of Rachel's ugly sweaters?" Quinn eyed the pair with a raised eyebrow.

Santana rolled her eyes and walked to her seat at the back of the choir room, "because Karofsky threw a slushy in my face. GayBerry was there and I need something other than my stained shirt to wear, not that this is any better."

Rachel huffed and took a seat next to Kurt, "then next time I won't help and you can walk around in your sticky shirt."

"Alright that's enough you two," Mr. Shue said before he went to the board to write this weeks assignment on it. "OK this week's lesson is 'Strange Duets'. This is all about two voices that you think wouldn't go together because of the people but they actually go well together. Like Eminem and Elton John on 'Stan' or Dolly Parton and Sylvester Stallone 'Sweet Lovin' Friends' or even Frank Sinatra and Bono with 'I've Got You Under my Skin'. They all don't seem like a good idea because they are so different but they turned out to be good songs. So I will be pairing you guys together based on how opposite you guys are from each other or just because you haven't done a song together yet."

"Mr. Shue, I don't get the point of this assignment. Why can't we just stick with people we know sounds good together?" Finn looked at Mr. Shue.

"Because this will also help us be more cohesive as a team," Mr. Shue before starting to read off his list. "Alright and this is also the order you will be performing, starting tomorrow. Puck and Tina, Quinn and Kurt, Blaine and Finn, Artie and Sam, Brittany and Mercedes, Mike and Rory, and finally Rachel and Santana. Also the winners will be our featured duet at Nationals in a few weeks."

No body looked happy with the pairing they got but Santana is the only one who spoke up, "Mr. Shue, you can't pair me with the dwarf. I'll kill her."

"There is no changing any of the pairing, so deal with it. The rest of the class you guys can wander around and start brain storming. I expect you guys to give good performances," with that Mr. Shue walked into his office.

Santana rolled her eyes and walked out of the choir room, a few others also walking out. Rachel ran out after her, "hold on Santana."

The Latina sighed but stopped, waiting for the shorter girl to catch up. She turned to look at the diva, "just so you know, you aren't high jacking this assignment."

"That's fine as long as you actually help figure it out," Rachel looked at her.

"Don't worry, Blaine and I will kick your guys' asses and that duet will be ours," Finn said as the boys passed the pair.

"You wish you could beat us Double Stuff," Santana retorted before turning and walking in the other direction.

Rachel followed her, "do you always have to call people names?"

Santana nodded, "pretty much. Besides Potato Face started it so now he has a war on his hands until this competition is over."

Rachel rolled her eyes, "we can go to my house and start trying to figure what song we are going to do if you want to win this."

Santana agreed and followed her out to her car. This was going to be a long day with the two of them trying to agree on something. It will be a first for the pair.

So that's the end of the first chapter. I will have the second one up in a few days. It is their junior year even though its the people from their senior year. I will also be mixing things in from the different seasons so it will be all over the place. Anyways please review and wait for the next chapter. Bye.