Hey my loves! Sorry for the lack of update, but RL got in the way (work and school is not a good combination). I have a little bit of down time for the next few weeks, so I decided to pick up where I left off. Thank you for the reviews, and alerts and the PM's for this story..now for the much anticipated chapter. I will warn you that this chapter didn't come out like I had planned, but it happens right? Anyways, enjoy XOXOXO

Santana kept conversing with the people next to her, trying not to notice Quinn staring at her. It made her uncomfortable and excited at the same time but she didn't know why. What she really wanted to know was why Quinn is so fixated on her and her virginity. She shook her head out of her thoughts and continued talking to her friends.

"Hey Ashley? What do you know about Quinn?" She asked her friend casually.

Ashley looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "You mean Quinn "HBIC" Fabray? She is bad news, and the schools biggest slut. Rumor has it that she also slept with most of the teachers and the got the previous headmaster fired, for sexually harassing her. She is trouble with a capital T stay away from her, or you will end up as corrupt as her step-sister and Rachel." She told her in a very hushed tone.

"Seriously?" Santana asked, not fully believing what she was hearing, of course she has been exchanging letters with a friend who told her stuff about Quinn and to stay away from her, but there is something so intriguing about her as well.

Rafael chimed in, "Seriously, she has the worst reputation ever, she has some teachers and adults fooled they think she is Suzy Sunshine, but in reality she has a heart of ice and wicked as hell. Brittany and Rachel aren't as bad as she is but you should definitely watch out for them as well. Whatever Quinn tells them to do they will do." He finished giving Santana a pointed look.

Santana turned her head and came in contact with a pair of hazel eyes staring at her intently, she gave a small smile and turned back around. She could still feel the other girls eyes on her as she opened her book and started reading, trying to comprehend everything that she just heard.

Quinn smirked as she saw Santana turn around, she was curious about what the trio were talking about so intently. She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she came across Kurt, he knows anything and anyone and knows what's going on with pretty much everyone. She shot him a quick text asking him about Santana and who could be bad mouthing her to the other girl. She slid her phone into her pocket only to pull it out when it vibrated in her pocket.

Santana was the golden girl of Kentwood Prep, she still is. I don't know her personally, but my bf Blaine knew her since they were kids. I'll ask.

Quinn smirked at the text, she now had the upper hand in this little game that she and Santana were playing, and it felt good. The bell rung signaling the end of class, she got her things together and noticed that Santana was already gone. She walked by the teacher and out into the hallway where she spotted Brittany and Santana talking outside of their English class, with her smirk in place she sauntered over to where the girls were talking.

"Hello Brittany, Santana." She greeted the two girls warmly.

"Hey." They answered back in unison. Brittany and Santana both laughed at this as Quinn rolled her eyes at them.

"Santana you ran out of class before I had a chance to speak with you. I was wondering if you wanted to meet Coach Sylvester after your last class, before we go home. I want her to get a feel for you, to see if you are Cheerios material." She told her with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

Before Santana could answer Brittany cut in, "You never do that Quinn, you always say that they need to feel the wrath of Coach Sylvester to see if they want to even be on the team." She reminded her.

Quinn's smile faltered a little bit, "Well, I am making an exception for Santana because I think she has what it takes to challenge Coach, whereas no one else would or will." She answered looking at Santana.

Santana was a little taken back by the way Quinn was behaving, it is different from what Rafael and company have told her. She didn't know what the other girl was playing at, but she wanted to be careful of everything involving the cheerleader.

"I'll think about it, but I am not making anymore promises." She turned with a flick of her dark tresses and walked into class, leaving Brittany and Quinn by themselves.

"What are you doing Quinn? Coach Sylvester will eat you and her for dinner, you know that." She told her step-sister.

"Oh please, I know what I'm doing. After all I am captain aren't I?" She turned and walked away disappearing into the crowd of students in the hallway.

Brittany never really understood her step-sister, even though they have been friends since before their parents got married. She never treated her any different like other people had because of her eccentricities and her way of thinking. Normally people would think she was stupid or even a little slow, but Quinn had never treated her that way. With a shrug of her shoulders she made her way into the class as the bell rang. She looked around for Santana and saw the girl sitting in the back of the classroom, she took the seat next to her. Not soon after Ms. Holliday walked in.

"Hola clase." She greeted the class in her usual chipper tone.

Santana smirked a little as the teacher walked in, she remembered her from when she substituted for her English class while she was at Kentwood. She made the class fun and thought she would never see her again. Ms. Holliday pulled out the roster and smiled when she came across a familiar name.

"Sweet cheeks! So happy to see you again." She pointed to Santana causing everyone in class to turn around and look at her.

"Hi, Ms. Holliday." She waved slightly a little embarrassed.

"I didn't think I would see you here, does the school still have the ban on taking students out for tacos." She joked giving her a wink.

Santana laughed, "Yeah we can't go out for tacos, but I think they will make an exception for medical grade marijuana." She shot back causing the class to chuckle a little.

Ms. Holliday started into the lesson plan and Santana was listening and taking notes but stopped when Brittany leaned closer to her.

"How well do you know Ms. Holliday for her to call you sweet cheeks?" She whispered into the other girls ear unexpectedly.

Santana felt a chill run through her as Brittany's voice entered her ear, "She was a substitute teacher for a couple of my classes at Kentwood Prep. She's been calling me sweet cheeks since the first day we met. Occasionally you might hear her refer to me as hot stuff as well." She shrugged her shoulders and moved away from the girl. Brittany was a little saddened at the sudden move, but didn't let it outwardly show.

Santana breathed a small sigh of relief as she put some distance between the two of them. She didn't understand why she got butterflies in her stomach whenever the girl was near, yes Brittany is hot and definitely her type, but after hearing things about her it felt kind of weird. Santana wasn't the type to believe everything she is told about someone, she is the type of person who likes to get to know a person first before judging. She was going out with her on Sunday, so maybe that will give her a chance to get to know Brittany as a person.

Brittany watched Santana out the corner of her eye as she was trying to pay attention to what Ms. Holliday was saying. It was kind of hard since thoughts of the girl keep popping up in her head, what she wouldn't give just to run her fingers through the silky raven tresses, or to kiss those pouty lips of hers. She was brought out of her thoughts when the teacher asked her a question.

"Brittany what's a duvet?" She asked, the girl.

Brittany thought for a minute, "When two people sing together?" She answered proudly, earning a few laughs from the class.

Ms. Holliday shook her head, "That's a duet Brittany." She corrected her. She saw the look on the girls face before adding, "Everyone seems to get those two confused, they sound alike." She gave her a little wink and continued explaining what a duvet was. Brittany let out a small sigh, she didn't like it when people laughed at her answers.

Santana saw the crest fallen look on the other girls face and without thinking reached out and put her hand on top of Brittany's, giving it a soft squeeze. For the second time today Brittany managed a smile all thanks to Santana. The final bell rang signaling the end of class, both girls packed up and walked out the door their pinkies linked. Neither one of them said anything as they walked down the hallway towards the corridors that led out to the courtyard. They both sat down and was joined by Rachel.

"Hey girls, how was your first day of school Santana? How do you like your classes?" She asked enthusiastically.

Santana smirked, "They were classes and some of the teachers aren't half bad either. I think I might like it here." She answered with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Well, I think you would fit right in and I'm sure everyone would love you and not because you are the Headmaster's daughter, but because of who you are." Rachel told her sincerely.

Brittany chimed in, "Well it seems that Santana has a little history here with one of the teacher's." She teased, earning a playful punch in the arm from Santana.

Rachel smirked, "Oh who is it? Do tell?" She asked intrigued.

"Ms. Holliday, the English teacher. She even has cute little nicknames for her too." Brittany continued.

Quinn walked over catching the last part of the conversation, "Who has cute nicknames for who?" She asked sitting down next to Santana.

"Ms. Holliday has nicknames for Santana, apparently they have a history together." Rachel told her a little too dramatically.

The cheerleader raised her eyebrow and looked at Santana, "How do you know Ms. Holliday?" She asked sweetly.

Santana crossed her arms, "Ms. Holliday was a substitute teacher for one of my classes at Kentwood, that's all." She answered defensively. She really didn't like what Quinn was trying to imply about her and Ms. Holliday.

"Sorry, I was just curious. Oh and you won't be able to meet with Coach Sylvester today, something about too many placenta protein shakes, so you will be meeting her on Monday at tryouts." Quinn told her trying to change the subject.

"Listen blondie, I didn't say I was going to try out for the Cheerios. I said I would think about it at best." She pulled out her phone as she felt it vibrate in her bag, she pulled it out and saw that she had a text.

I'm out in the parking lot, bring your ass-Puck.

Santana put her phone back in the bag and got up, "Well, this has been interesting my ride is here I have to go. Berry I will see you tomorrow and Brittany I look forward to seeing you on Sunday, have a killer week-end guys." With that she left the trio alone at the table.

Quinn, Brittany and Rachel watched as she walked off and disappeared.

"It should be against the law for someone to be that gorgeous, she is definitely a welcomed addition to this school." Quinn told the other girls as she continued staring off in the direction Santana disappeared to.

Rachel smirked, "And just think tomorrow that gorgeous woman will be all mine for the day." She got up from the table and put her sunglasses on, "Good luck Brittany, because by the time I'm finished you're definitely going to need it." She smirked feeling satisfied about today's events.

Brittany and Santana looked at each other, "What do you say sister dear, we head home as well. I think we need to find something hot to wear, because we are going to make an appearance at the Kentwood party." Quinn told her sister.

Brittany smirked crinkling her nose a little bit, "I thought that we were going to attend the beginning of the year party at Mike's?" She asked.

Quinn scoffed, "We'll make a cameo at Mike's and then make an appearance at the Kentwood party. Two birds one stone." She whispered in her sister's ear making sure that her tongue touched the outside lightly.

Brittany let out a small moan at this action, her ears were a very sensitive part on her body and her sister knew that. She steadied her breathing once her sister pulled away. She hated it sometimes when her sister teased her like that, but she was never going to give in.

"If you put it like that, then I'm game." Brittany got up from the table and walked towards the student parking lot, Quinn following behind her. If she sees Santana tonight, she was definitely going to put the moves on her if it's the last thing that she did.