"You said the L word" Layla pointed out as we were walking to the cafeteria.

I was in between them, and for the love of me I was about to run up to the rooftop and jump out of it. The only thing the girls can and will talk about is my relationship with Cristian Conner and the 'I-love-you' scene at the party.

Believe me I've tried to change about a million times, the party was a week and a half ago and the still greet me with a "can't believe you told Cristian you love him."

"Yes, I did," I replayed in a bored tone already knowing that this was going the topic of the lunch hour... again.

"She said the L word in front of half the school," Thaiz said in awww to Layla, like she wasn't at the party to witness what I did.

This was getting more irritating and boring than embarrassing at this point.

"Yes, I kind of did" I said while I walked faster to the cafeteria's door and pushed them open.

And... here comes the whispering and the staring. I don't know how Conner does it, but I was getting sick of it. It wasn't entertaining like he said it was, the nervousness that I had at the beginning was long gone, I wasn't happy, nor I appreciated everyone eyes on me and talking about me. Oh, and some of those comments were pure evil and nasty.

I didn't need this kind of attention, nor I wanted it.

It was quite noticeable my change of mood during this week. The only time I wasn't in the grumpy mood was when Conner was with me. I didn't know how he notice my sour moods but every time I was with him, he tried to cover or hide me from everyone and that little time I have hidden from everyone was so peaceful for me.

"The way he screamed from the top of his longs for Truth to be his girlfriend was so romantic," Dalain joined into their weirdly awestruck conversation which was no help at all.

I walked ahead so sick of this continuous conversation and looked for Cris at his table. He wasn't there which was a surprise since if he isn't there he must be at mines and sure enough he was. What was a surprise was that he was there with my brother and his friends?

I walked a bit faster ignoring the girls' comments and sat at the free space next to him.

"Hello babe, and people that have never joined us before but are here now and I'm asking myself why?" I said kissing Conner's cheek and looking around at the boys.

The girls sat down on the free spaces. Well, Lorane and Season had to drag their chairs from another table because there wasn't any space left and we had to try and move around closer to each other to make space.

"Hello to you too, fat face," Dyaln said rolling his eyes at my comment.

"Hey T, Cris said we could join him here. We hope that you girls don't mind," James replayed disregarding my brother's behavior and explaining the situation.

The girls and I answered in a chorus of no's and 'don't mind' in which they nod their heads.

Conner turned to me with a small smile on his face and asked, "how's your day been going?"

"Meh, the same as yesterday, literally," I replayed while at the same time rested my head on his shoulder.

"The stares or the girls?" he asked, placing his arm around me.

"Both. I know the stares aren't going to go away but the girls keep talking about the party and it's been irritating." I whispered

He sighed and shook his head at the information, "can't you tell them to stop?"

I laughed at him which earned me a confused look from him, "don't you think I've tried that before? like a million times?"

"I mean, yes? but if they knew how you felt about them talking about it then maybe they would actually stop." He said something logic in that sentence.

And I knew he was right, but I didn't want the girls to feel guilty about how they've been managing the situation and in the prosses of doing so, ruining the special moment for me. They are just so happy for me, and I couldn't do that to them.

"Yea, maybe you're right" I replayed in a whisper.

I watched the girls around the table talk, with no surprise, about the party in which caused a huge fight between them and Dylan. Again, no surprise that Dylan didn't want to hear about Cris and I's relationship.

But that's how the lunch hour went, them talking about it, Dylan cursing them out, them cursing Dylan out, a little back and forth of screaming and then them continuing the conversation. It was a cycle I didn't even want to be near much less hear.

Thankfully, the bell rung when the girls where about to start another fight with my brother. I got up from my spot with Conner right behind me, "girls, come on lunch is over, don't waste your breath on him."

Conner took my hand in his and interlocked our fingers while he pulled me towards the exit.

Once we were outside the cafeteria, he pulled me aside and away from the mob of high school teenagers.

"What do you say about skipping class with me?" He asked once we were in an empty hallway.

I rolled my eyes at him and at his oh so tempting suggestion, "mhmm, what do I say about cutting class with a hot boy like you?" I said in a high-pitched voice trying to make a joke about Marisa and her suggestion the day I smashed my hand in which he rolled his eyes, " kidding, but you and I have a deal and I don't think Layla would love it as much as I will."

"Oh, baby come on, just for today. I'm willing to break that deal of making out with you in front of the school building, which I so want right now, just for skipping one class. I promise that I will enter every other class until the school ends." He said bringing me closer to him by me waist.

"How's your grade in that class? and will this become our new deal of the day?" I said not really fighting him on cutting class.

He threw his head back and groan, "I have a B-"

"Lies," I said without thinking

"Okay, it's a C+" he said quickly shaking his head "but I'll have a quiz in two days, and I promise that I'll study and that that C+ will turn into a B-."

I sighed and I thought about it. I knew for a fact that he won't study for shit if I don't make him do it and I will. Plus, I'm already late for Spanish class so the doors of that classroom were shot close until the bell. "Fine, but this is the deal for today, if I cut class with you, you have to enter the rest of your classes and you have to study for that quiz."

"Deal baby." He said as he nods his head and resumed walking with my hand in his.

"What do you have planed?" I asked walking beside him towards an unknow direction

"I have no thing planed, I just didn't want to go in, but I didn't want to break our deal." He shrugged his shoulders seeming uninterested in anything or this conversation.

"Are you serious? You're making me cut class because you're selfish." I screamed taking my hand of his and turning around, I did not know where I was going but the first place that popped in my head was the library. Which is funny because I do not study at all. But it is the only place that a teacher won't ask me for a hall pass that I don't have.

Conner stopped immediately when I took my hand of his, "Wait, where are you going? Santana come on..." I continued walking with him behind me trying to make me stop or talk to him, "yes fine, I'm sorry. I do have something planed for us."

I stopped to turn around and look at him in a suspicious way, " Lies," I said and continue my way.

"No! I promise I do have something planed," He once again walked behind me but this time he grabbed my arm to halt me in place, "please come with me."

"Fine," I said and grabbed his hand again, I then added, "lead the way."

He started walk again towards the same direction as before, once we were close to a place that was familiar to me, I knew that he was taking me to the old gym.

"Oh, you pig. I will not make out with you in that crusty old gym." I said as I pulled him by the hand to stop him from walking.

He laughed at me as he shook his head and put a bit of pressure on my hand, "That's not my plan babe, even though I wish it to be true."

"That's not funny!" I replayed

"Come on, trust me," he said once he stopped laughing and then pulled my hand again to continue walking.

I was a hundred percent sure that he was bringing me there to make out. I mean, I'm not opposed to making out with Cris, which was clear as day, but that old gym has been legendary for Cristian Conner's make out spot. I can not and will not accept being treated the same as one of his toys.

Once we were at the back doors of the gym we stopped. "You need to wait here for a second," he said and entered the dark gym.

"Wait! What? Why?" I asked while the door was shutting close behind him, "Conner! Why did you leave me out here you moron?"

My questions and insults weren't met with an answer. I knew he was not going to answer me, but I was hoping he would.

I waited for two minutes, being me, I obviously did not stay quiet asking questions and colling out for Conner.

"Done! Woman, yeash, I was trying to make a surprise for you." He said once he popped his head through the open door.

"Well, you left me out here without even telling me what was going on." I said as I moved towards the door to try and enter the crusty old gym.

"Wait you can't enter yet. Turn around and close your eyes." he said, stopping me at the door.

"Why?" I asked but did what he said.

I felt a cloth around my eyes as he tied it at the back of my head, "that cloth better not be form that gym and it better be free from cum, dirt, and germs clean, you asshole."

He laughed at my response, "don't worry baby the only cum this cloth has it's mine."

"Oh! You're fucking gross" I said as I took the knot behind my head to take the cloth off.

"I'm kidding, I'm joking, I promise that cloth is everything clean," he said as he stopped me from pulling the cloth off my face.

"Better be," I muttered as I felt like I was being pulled inside the gym and lead to a place somewhere nearby.

I felt nervous from this 'surprise' Conner organized for me and I do not know if I should feel excited or scared so I felt both. We stopped quickly and I heard his footsteps moving around me.

And then the cloth was off, I still had my eyes closed tightly.

"You can open them now..." and I did and what I saw was beautiful, "Welcome to your first- second date."

In the middle of that crusty old-looking gym was a beautifully place white and red picnic cloth with a dusty old mattress under it. There was also three long lighted candles and a food basket and fruits in different crystal cups around the area only leaving enough space for the two of us to sit.

"It's... beautiful. It's surprisingly beautiful," I said as I turned around to look at him.

"I know, don't look so shock."

"I'm not sho... okay yes, I am shocked but," I said trying not to laugh as my nerves high rocketed. "... why would you...? how did you...? Okay, everything is just a huge question."

"Mom help, which also help our case in trying to convince her of our relationship. She bought the food at lunch hour, I told her what to get, and brought the fruit I bought yesterday with all the picnic stuff. I just had to organize it first..." he said as we moved towards the picnic, "now as to the why. I wanted to do something good. Our first date was not exactly a date or your perfect date and then I had the bright idea to turn it into a picnic to say sorry which was an asshole move. As my official girlfriend I wanted to give you your official first not-so-first perfect date."

He helped me sit on the mattress/ floor of the picnic while he explains as to why he did this. At the end, my heart was racing, and it skipped a beat once he said official girlfriend.

"Hold on, official girlfriend? Me as your official girlfriend and not your fake girlfriend? When did that happen? " I asked alarmed. I did not know what to say so I said/asked the first thing that I thought about which in a matter of second I regret it instantly.

I did not know what the answer to my stupid question was. That scared the living shit out of me instantly.

"Yes, at the party. I thought that point was clear." He said as he sat next to me.

"I thought you were asking because of Candal's bet." I replayed, moving myself to look at him with wide eyes.

"Wait, so you said a fake 'yes'?" He asked.

I could not see his emotions, he looked away from me muttering under his breath 'this was a huge mistake' and once he turned to look at me all emoting were gone. He had a poker face that not even I could see through.

"Well, that clears everything up," he then said getting up form his spot on the picnic and taking a step down from the mattress to the gym floor, "lets go Santana."

He started walking to the exit door with his hand on his pockets and his head down, never looking back at me.

"No!" I said getting up quickly from my spot, "you said that you thought our relationship was real. A whole week and a half I went on thinking it was fake while you thought it was real. You can't just walk away like that."

"Yes, I can, and I will." he replayed pushing the gym's doors open.

"Well, too bad that you'll walk away from this, because I so wanted it to be real between us too. You, walking away, tells me a different story." I raised my voice, hoping that it would not crack from my emotions.

He stopped as the doors closed behind him, and I thought I broke right then and there. I left the mattress area and picked up one of the fruit cups to put it in the picnic basket. My eyes were drowning in the tears that I refuse to shed as I try to move quickly.

"You want it to be real" his voice echoed around the spacious area stopping me from picking up the second cup of fruit.

With my back to him I stood up straighter and let out a breath. I do not know whether it was one of relief or I was just trying to gather every strength so that I could turn around and face him while a tear escaped from my eyes.

As I turned around to look at him, he stood there as he held the doors open.

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