As Santana pulled up in front of the Berry household she groaned, still wishing for a way out. Mr. Schue's assignment for this week was duets, but before she could even look at Brittany he announced that he was picking the partners. Brittany was paired up with Artie, Quinn with Finn, and even the Changs were partnered up. So, everyone else gets a partner they don't mind but she got stuck with the hobbit.

Yeah, she knew Brittany was dating Artie, but she was hoping she could convince the blonde to leave him for her. Why wouldn't she? Everyone knows Santana's better than him.

Sighing, she got out of her car and walked up to the door. She rang the doorbell and after a moment a man answered the door. "You must be Santana. Rachel's up in her room."
Santana nodded and walked to Rachel's room. The door was open so she just walked in. The diva was sitting on her bed, laptop in her lap and headphones in. When she saw Santana she pulled the headphones out, "Ah, Santana. So, for the song I was thinking-"
"No."
"What?"
"We're not doing anything from Broadway." Santana said.

Instantly Rachel frowned, "But this song will fit with your voice so well."

"Forget it midget." Santana looked around the room and determined it was so Rachel. She hated it.

Rachel sighed, "Fine. Is there a song you want to sing?"
"No."
"Look, Santana, I know that we have our differences, but I really believe that we would make a good duet together."
"I'm only you're partner because Mr. Schue wouldn't let me sing with Brittany." Santana rolled her eyes at the diva before her eyes wandered around the room again. She saw a few pictures on her dresser and realized most were of herself and Finn or her and her fathers. One picture however caught Santana's attention. It showed Rachel at around thirteen with another girl playing in a park. A very familiar Latina, "Oh my God."
Rachel looked up at her words then froze when she saw Santana looking at the picture. She gasped then jumped in front of the frame, a lame attempt at hiding it.

"What the hell is that Berry?" Santana demanded. She was freaking out that Rachel had a picture of her as a child. She didn't even met Rachel until freshman year.

"It is nothing. Let us just focus on the song okay?" Rachel tried.

"No, screw that! That is me in that picture! Where the hell did you get that?" Santana glared at the shorter brunette.

Rachel stared at her for a moment before slowly saying, "You really don't remember?"
"Remember what?"

"I always thought you just changed. I never thought you would actually forget." Rachel said, hurt in her voice.

"Start making some sense!"
Rachel signed, "We met when we were ten. Our parents took us to the same park."

Flashback

Ten year old Rachel Berry ran from her fathers, heading for the swings. However one of the swings was occupied by a girl she had not seen before. Her prescence stopped Rachel momentarily, but she took the swing next to her and happily started to kick her feet.

"Hi, I'm Rachel."
The girl looked at her, "I'm Santana."
"I haven't seen you here before."
"I just moved here with my parents."

"Do you have any hobbies? Do you sing too? I love to sing! I've been in so many plays and musicals and it's so fun. I'm going to be on Broadyway one day!"

Santana stared at her, stunned and sure if she got anymore excited she'd pop and it would ran confetti or something. She wasn't sure what to make of the girl. "You don't play hide and seek or tag?"
"Well of course I do. I'm the best at hide and seek, I can hide anywhere."
Santana noticed Rachel's tiny frame and agreed she could probably hide in places that she couldnt two girls swung, talking about everything for what seemed like forever. They quickly became friends and soon Santana's mom came to find her daughter. Santana introduced her to Rachel and her mom promised they'd see each other again.

End Flashback

Santana stared at Rachel confused, "What? That didn't happen!"
"After that day in the park our parents let us visit as much as we could before school started." Rachel ignored Santana's comment. She didn't think that Santana would believe her, but she had to try. "We got very close that year. We were best friends. We had our own nicknames for each other and everything. I called you Tana the most though."
"You did-" Santana stopped mid sentence. She did remember someone calling her Tana but couldn't remember who.

"We were best friends for four years. You went one vacation with me and my fathers and the next year I went with your family. You got me a bracelet for Christmas once. It wasn't much just a small charm with hearts on it, but I still loved it and wore it everyday."
"You aren't now." Santana said.

"My wrist grew. The bracelet got to small."

"Okay, if we were 'best friends' then why aren't we still?"
"Brittany." Rachel said simply.

Santana growled, "Berry, don't you dare bad mouth her."
"I would never dream of it. Just let me explain okay?" She waited for Santana's okay before continuing. "When we were thirteen we went to the park for a walk like we did every week. When we made it to the pond we met Brittany. She was feeding the ducks but she ran out of bread and was pouting because the ducks were starting to go back to the water. We started talking to her and eventually we started to hang out with her and I felt you drifting from me. Gradually I noticed it becoming you and and Brittany instead of you and me. After a while I stopped seeing you. Then we started High school and the next time I saw you you threw a slushie in my face." Rachel finished, her eyes filling with tears.

"But I don't remember being your friend." Santana said, confusion written on her face.

"Do you remember I was your first kiss?" Rachel asked, hesitant and hopeful.

"What?" Rachel's face fell.

"I was curious and I begged you to let me kiss you. I know you think I'm lying but Daddy and Dad remember you. I don't know if your parents would remember me though..."
Santana barely heard her, still stuck on the kiss part. "Are you trying to screw with me?"
"No! Santana, I swear I'm not!"
"Then why don't I remember anything you're talking about?"
"I don't know Tana, but I wish I did."

Flashback

Santana reached for the monkey bar but it was just out of her reach and she slipped to the sand. Rachel easily made it all the way across. She smiled at Santana, who stuck her tongue out at the tiny brunette.

"You cheated." Santana accused.

"How on Earth did I possibly cheat?" Rachel asked.

"I-I don't know but you did."
Rachel giggled and joined her friend in the sand, "You're such a sore loser Tana."
"Whose the one that made a girl cry because she got the lead and you were the understudy?" Santana raised her eyebrows.

Rachel frowned at her, "That isn't fair! I was so much better than her."
Santana hugged her, "I know."

End Flashback.

Suddenly repressed memories started flooding back into her mind. All of her and Rachel so many years ago. "Oh, my God."
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked softly.

Santana took off her watch and looked at it. She couldn't part with it over the years and had the size adjusted each time it got to small."You gave me this for my twelveth birthday." She turned it over and there was a star engraved on the back. Rachel had said it was so she wouldn't forget her.

Rachel froze, "How did you-"

As Santana put the watch back on she asked, "So, how did you feel when we started hanging out less?"
"I-I felt hurt and betrayed. This blonde girl comes along and steals my Tana from me. She stole my best friend from me and I couldn't hate her. I wanted to but Brittany's so sweet and innocent and I know she didn't do it on purpose." Rachel felt tears slip down her cheeks. "I always thought you hated me after the kiss. That I drove you off or something."

Santana felt the guilt building up. "Oh, Star, I'm sorry." She reached to wipe gently at Rachel's eyes.

The diva's eyes went wide. "You-you remember?"
The Latina nodded. "I never resented you after that kiss."
"Then why? Why did you just drop me?"
"You want the truth?"
Rachel nodded, "I need the truth."

"I-I was attracted to you before the kiss and I never understood why. When we kissed it felt natural and right and it scared me. I didn't understand, I thought something was wrong with me. I mean you acted so normal and unaffected and I got even more self conscious. Then we met Brittany and I decided you would be better without me. You shouldn't have had to be friends with a freak like me. I didn't understand my feelings until later but that was after I saw you at school and the attraction was still there and I know you, you would've tried to talk to me. So I decided to just be a complete bitch. If I acted that way you'd never be my friend, but you still didn't quit. And now I realize how much I hurt you back then and I'm sorry."

"I'm an actress Santana, on the inside I was freaking out. I liked the kiss and it confused me too, but maybe for different reasons."

Santana frowned, "Different reasons?"
"You were my best friend. I did not know how you would react if I told you I might like you. I could have ruined our friendship."

"No that was me."
"Tana, you did not ruin anything. I understand and I'm not mad. Okay I was before but that was before I knew why you left. I was mad and hurt but it's okay now."

"I'm sorry. About the slushies and the names."

"Don't be. I understand that you have to keep your reputation in tact. Which is why I do not expect this conversation to change anything."

"Wait what?"
Rachel shrugged and moved to look at the picture, "I realize that because you suddenly remember our forgotten friendship and young crushes that it will not change anything. You are still a popular cheerleader and you cannot be seen with me."
"You know what. No. That's not happening. I aboandened you once and I'm not doing it again." Santana took the picture and put it down, moving so she could look at Rachel's face. "People won't mess with me no matter who I talk to they're to scared I'll mess them up. I'll get them to stop messing with you and slushing you."

Rachel looked at the Latina wide eyed. She hadn't been expecting that. "What? Santana, you don't have too. Besides Brittany and Quinn wouldn't want me around."

"Okay, first Brittany always wanted to hang out with you but Q and I wouldn't let her. Second, I haven't seen much of Brittany since she started dating The Four Eyed Loser."
Rachel rubbed her arm softly, "Santana, I don't want to replace Brittany."
"You won't. Besides you were around first you both are special to me."
"I-Are you sure you want to?"
Santana raised her eyebrows, "What you don't want to?"
"What? Of course I do Tana."
"Okay then."

"So, why dont you and I find a song."
Rachel smiled, "Oh, I have so many ideas!"
Santana chuckled as Rachel jumped onto the bed and sat her laptop in front of her. She shook her head as she sat beside her once again best friend.