September 20

I can't get her out of my mind. Brittany Susan Pierce is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. We shared this… moment in the locker room after Cheerios practice. It's nothing I've ever felt with anyone other than her before. We've known each other for a long time because we've been friends since she moved to Lima back in the second grade. I always knew that there was something about her, even when we were younger, that would change my life. Even back then, I was a bitch. I would steal other girls' crayons and fight anyone who wouldn't let me get my way. Then, Brittany moved to Lima. There was something different about her. A lot of people picked on her and I was going to too until I realized I didn't have any friends. I thought that since she's new here, she doesn't know what I'm like so I could start anew. The second day she had been here, I saw her crying because someone called her stupid. I decided I would try to defend her. I screamed at the boy who was picking on her.

"Don't ever call her stupid you chubby idiot. She's smarter than you will ever be. And if you ever call her stupid again, I'll go all Lima Heights on you! Me oyes?"

He just shook his head and ran away. I walked over to where Brittany was sitting and she looked up at me.

"You didn't have to do that."

"Yeah I did. You don't deserve to be picked on like that."

"Well, thanks!"

She gave me a big hug. I held my pinky out to her and she looped hers with mine. I smiled knowing that we would be best friends.

After that incident, it was like Brittany and I were attached at the hip. We did everything together. We walked to school until we were old enough to drive. Now I pick her up every day unless she was already at my house. We go shopping together and we're on the Cheerios together. We have the same friends and spend pretty much every free moment with each other. Brittany is my rock. Without her, I would die. That's why I can't tell her my secret. My secret is that , I, Santana Lopez, am in love with her. I don't just love her like a friend or sister, but more than that. It kills me every day that I can't tell her. And there's no way she could think of me the same way. Well I think that's enough for today diary. I have to go pick up Brittany.

-Santana Lopez