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[gowithgod_satan]

Who: Santana and Jesse
What: Santana and Jesse meet up again
Where: Math class
When: Friday afternoon
Warning: None

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[hunkoburninlove]

Jesse was behind her. He had finished his work earlier in the class period and was also bored out of his mind. Noticing that she was spacing out he scribbled a note, "Got those razors for me?" A quick fold and he passed the note.

Smirking he put it at the back of her blouse feeling frisky at the moment. He waited for a response. He stretched his arms above his head and relaxed. He kept the laugh that was bubbling inside from coming out and let the smirk ride.

[gowithgod_satan]

As soon as she felt something on the back of her neck, Santana slapped it and cringed. Paper. She took the note out, read it, then looked behind her. As soon as she saw Jesse's smug smirk, she crumpled up the paper and threw it at him.

In a low whisper, she said to him, "You'll face the blades if you don't behave. What you just did? Strike one."

[hunkoburninlove]

He kept the smirk on, "At this point Santana I think you could use all the friends you could get," his voice just barely below a whisper. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her with his deep brown eyes. He ran a hand through his hair. "Unless of course you don't want friends."

He crossed his legs at his ankles and let out a yawn. "Or to be able to copy the math homework so you don't have to do it."

He had spent some time figuring out the way this girl worked. She may be different from Rachel but she wasn't hard to figure out.

[gowithgod_satan]

She raised a penciled eyebrow at Jesse. He had just what she needed. Sure, she could argue with him that the few she talked with around the school were her 'friends,' but she really considered them 'annoying people she knew.' Her real friends, she thought, were back in 2011.

Smirking herself, she murmured to him, "I don't really do friends. I could make an exception though, especially to ones that'll let me have all the answers I need."