Um, okay, this is my first time writing for Glee. I only really got into the show a few weeks ago, so it may not be that good. All I really know is I love this pairing more than I thought I would; it surprised me. Please read and review because I'd really love some feedback.

Written from Santana's POV.

Fifth Grade

The party was in full swing when I arrived, trailing behind my parents. I kind of wished they didn't have to come, but I knew they wanted to be there for Brittany's tenth birthday almost as much as I did. Also, I couldn't really see where I was going behind the huge box that contained my best friend's present, so they were kind of like guide dogs. They rang the doorbell to the Pierce household, and I peered round the box to see who would answer the door. It was Brittany herself who flung the door open.

Her eyes lit up when she saw me, "Santana!"

"Hey, Britt," I greeted, offering the box to her, "happy birthday!"

She grinned and hugged me before taking the box and letting us in. Brittany led us through to the sitting room where her parents and other friends were. Lucy Fabray, the only other person I really liked, was sitting on the couch with Finn Hudson, Puck, and Matt Rutherford grouped around her, laughing at a joke she'd made. I waved at her as I followed Brittany to her spot in the middle of the room where there was a small pile of presents. She set the box down, curiously poking her finger through one of the many circular holes in the cardboard, before turning to face everyone.

"Okay," she said, and the other kids turned to look at her, "Santana's arrived, which means everyone's here. Present time!"

We all cheered. Cries of 'mine first' were echoed across the room, but we all knew whose she'd start with: My present. Sure enough, Brittany sat cross-legged in front of the box, untying the ribbon and removing the lid. She gasped when she saw it.

"Oh my God, Santana!" she cried as she lifted the dark tabby kitten from the depths of the cardboard, "I love her!"

Laughing at her reaction, I choked out, "It's a 'him', silly!"

She didn't answer, but instead was scrutinizing the kitten. Her face scrunched up like it always did when she was thinking really hard, and it was adorable. After a few seconds, she looked at me and declared that his name was to be Lord Tubbington. I kind of felt sorry for him, but I knew Brittany would love him when I saw him at the animal shelter. She scooted over to where I was sitting and wrapped me in another hug, crushing Lord Tubbington between us. When she pulled back, I stroked his furry head, still grinning like an idiot.

Brittany opened the rest of her presents, but still kept the kitten in her lap for the rest of the evening. After the party, I had been invited to spend the night, so we played with some of her new toys until everyone else left, and it was just us. How I liked it best.

We had been best friends since we started preschool together at age four, and were pretty much inseparable. Lucy was also our friend, but wasn't joined at the hip like Brittany and I were. As we changed ready for bed, I thought about the first conversation we'd had.

Hello. I'm Brittany Susan Pierce. What's your name?

Mi abuela calls me 'Garbage Face', but mi madre says I'm Santana Lopez.

That's a nice name. I like your eyes.

I like your hair.

Can we be friends, Santana?

Sure, Brittany. Best friends.

I smiled to myself. Back then, Brittany had been a lot blunter, and I'd been a whole lot nicer. Sometimes I didn't know why Brittany put up with me, and my parents had no idea why I was best friends with the dumbest girl at school. I argued that Brittany wasn't dumb at all; she just didn't like school very much. Just then, her voice cut into my thoughts.

"Santana, are you coming to bed or not?" she giggled.

"Coming," I answered, and dove underneath the covers with her after taking a running jump. I collided with her, not unpainfully.

"Ow," she said, but she was still laughing, "watch it, silly!"

"Sorry," I groaned as I pulled the pink duvet over us both and lay down facing her.

"It's okay. I forgive you," she said, then impulsively leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

It was just a peck, but it still felt strange. I knew I shouldn't be surprised as Brittany naturally communicated through touching, so she probably wouldn't find it out of the ordinary. But I was still a little taken aback. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was the first time anyone had kissed me, so it made an impact. Brittany was so close to me I was going cross-eyed trying to look at her.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

I nodded, "Yeah,"

Then, just because Brittany had done it and I didn't want to be beaten, I closed the distance and kissed her on the mouth for one, two, three seconds, then pulled away. I didn't realise I'd closed my eyes until I opened them again, and when I did I saw that Brittany was smiling at me. I felt my cheeks redden slightly so I closed my eyes again.

"'Night, Britt-Britt,"

"Goodnight, San,"

She fell asleep almost instantly, but I stayed awake for a while longer. When she curled up against me in her sleep, muttering about unicorns, I smiled to myself. I, too, drifted off soon after that, with Brittany's arm thrown across my stomach and her face buried in my neck.

So…thoughts?

I know it's quite short, but I think I want to add more chapters as they go through their lives, although I'm not sure. Anyway, reviews are love, and I'm a very loving person!