I don't own Glee or any of its characters. This story is written for entertainment purposes only.

"I'm sorry to bother you at work Ms. Lopez but this is something that just couldn't wait until you came to pick Sophia up from school this afternoon."

Santana sighed and ran her hand through her hair, "I understand Mrs. Marple. What has she done this time?"

"Sophia has been bullying a new boy in the class. He has been here three weeks and Sophia has made him cry at least four times. She is constantly picking on the poor boy."

Santana's first reaction was to laugh because what kind of 6 year old boy cries when a little girl picks on him but then she realized she was the mother and needed to take this seriously. "It's not like Sophia to bully another child. Sure she gets in trouble but usually it's for standing up to the children who are getting bullied by other children. She's been bullied enough because of her size that she knows how bad it feels when other children pick on her."

"Ms. Lopez that's why I felt I needed to call you immediately because this is so out of character for Sophia. She just really seems to have some kind of issue with this little boy which I can't understand because all of the other children in the class really like him. I have tried talking to Sophia about the situation but she refused to talk."

Santana chuckled because she could just see Sophia sitting there with her little arms folded across her chest with a grumpy pout on her face refusing to talk to her teacher. Santana had seen that face many times herself. Truth be told Sophia got that look from her mother. "I will talk to Sophia after school today Mrs. Marple, and I promise she will no longer bully this boy."

"I hope so Ms. Lopez because if this happens again tomorrow I will be forced to send Sophia to see the principal."

"Thank you for calling and making me aware of the situation."

Santana ended the call with Mrs. Marple and sighed again. Sophia was only 6 years old and had been in 1st grade for only two months and this was the third call Santana had gotten from her teacher. Although there was something about this call that really bothered Santana. Sophia really was a caring child who stuck up for the other children but wasn't one to bully other children. Santana's first thought was this new boy must have done something to upset Sophia. She was determined to get to the bottom of the situation when they got home later that afternoon.

Santana picked Sophia up school and decided to not bring up the phone call from Mrs. Marple until they got home. Santana noticed that Sophia was kind of quiet on the way home so she was sure Sophia already knew something was up. When they got home Santana went to her bedroom and changed her clothes. It felt good to get out of her work clothes and heels. She still couldn't believe that after wanting to get as far as away from Lima as she possibly could when she was a teenager that she ended up back in Lima. She didn't even make it out of the state to go to the college. She graduated from Ohio State University with a degree in Accounting and Finance. Santana loved her job because she was her own boss. She opened her own investment business and she loves finding the best ways to invest other people's money and making in grow.

After she changed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt she went looking for Sophia. She wasn't surprised to find her in front of the TV. Santana sat on the couch and using the remote turned the TV off. "Hey, I was watching that."

Santana ignored Sophia's angry look and patted the couch beside her and Sophia immediately sat beside her. "So how was school?"

Sophia was playing with her fingers not looking at her mother. "It was ok."

Santana really knew something was up because Sophia loved school and was always excited to talk about it. "Anything happened at school today you want to talk about?" Sophia crossed her arms and shook her head no. "Something tells me something did happen." Santana carefully lifted Sophia's chin so she was looking at her. Santana was surprised because instead of seeing the scowling eyes she expected to see she saw sad eyes. "Come on Soph tell me what's going on."

"Nothings going on honest." Sophia's voice was quiet.

"Are you forgetting who are talking to? I know when something is bothering my mija. Mrs. Marple called me and told me about the new boy. It's not like you to pick on another kid. Did you he something to make you mad?" Sophia shook her head no. "Did he do something to hurt you?" Sophia shook her head no again. "Then why are picking on him so he cries?"

Sophia shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know Mami."

Santana could tell her daughter was upset but she also didn't except the 'I don't know' answer. "Come on Soph there has to be a reason you are picking on him. Please tell me."

"Mami I really don't know why I pick on him. Something inside makes me want to do it. I have no control over it."

Santana thought oh no not Snix Jr coming out. "Whatever the reason is you have to stop picking on him or the next time Mrs. Marple will send you to see the principal. And as your punishment for your behavior the past two days at school no TV after dinner tonight. You are to take a bath and go directly to bed."

Sophia knew her mother was serious so she just nodded her head yes. Santana went to the kitchen to fix their dinner. Sophia sat on the couch thinking because she was confused. She was telling her mother the truth she didn't know why she was picking on the new boy. There was just something about it that made her want to pick on him.

When Santana dropped Sophia off at school the next morning she reminded Sophia to be on her best behavior. Santana worried every time the phone rang that morning that it was a call from Mrs. Marple or worse the principal. She was happy when lunch time came and she hadn't gotten a call from the school. The afternoon went by without a call so Santana thought she must have gotten through to Sophia during their talk the day before about not picking on the new boy.

Santana was in a long line of cars of people picking up kids from the school. When she pulled up to pick up Sophia she was surprised to see Mrs. Marple walking to the car with her. Mrs. Marple opened the passenger side door and Sophia got in the car. Santana looked at her daughter who had a huge scowl on her face. "Ms. Lopez I wanted to let you know that while Sophia's behavior was better today she did still manage to pick on the poor boy a couple of times. The boy's parents Mr. and Mrs. Webster called the principal this morning and demanded a meeting be set up with him, you, and the Websters. The meeting is scheduled for 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. is that time convenient for you?"

"Yes, I'll be here for the meeting in the morning. Thank you Mrs. Marple."

Mrs. Marple closed the car door and Santana drove away from the school. "Mami, I tired so hard to be good today and I did better but like I told you I can't help it. I don't know why I pick on him."

Santana gave Sophia a small smile because she believed the girl was telling her the truth. Actually there had been a time when Santana was little that there was kid in her class that she picked on and she didn't know why at the time but a few years later she began to understand why she did it. She was daydreaming about that kid for several minutes until Sophia's voice brought her back to the present. "Mami, can we have hot dogs for dinner?"

"Sure sweetie." Santana sighed.

Santana parked her car in the school parking lot the next morning and then walked Sophia to her class before going to the principals office for her meeting. The name on the outside of the office was Mr. Figgins. The name made Santana laugh and then she thought 'oh God I hope it's not the same Principal Figgins from high school' because if it is she is in trouble already.

Santana walked into the office and the secretary told her to go right into the office because they were all in there waiting for her. Santana opened the door and walked in the office. She was relieved see this principal wasn't Figgins from high school but he looked like they could be related.

Principal Figgins stood up from behind his desk, "Good morning Ms. Lopez. It is nice to meet you." He reached his hand out and Santana shook it. "This is Mr. and Mrs. Webster."

Mr. Webster stood up and shook hands with Santana. Then for the first time Santana look at Mrs. Webster who was sitting in a chair with her head down. Santana saw blonde hair that looked so familiar but she had that feeling when she saw just about any woman with blonde hair. Mr. Webster spoke and gestured toward his wife, "This is my wife..."

"...Brittany" Santana finished his sentence for him. Brittany finally looked up at Santana and both women just stared into each other's eyes like they were the only two people in the room.