Author's note- This story takes place in the summer where everyone graduates. POV Santana.
I knew I had to help Britt graduate. So if anyone asks, there is a reason I blackmailed Figgins. He wasn't going to let Brittany take summer classes so she could graduate, so someone had to go all Lima Heights. It wasn't until I threatened to sue him because no one helped Brittany that he agreed. No one at that damned school even tried to help her raise her GPA, and that wasn't acceptable. I told him that he wasn't letting anyone help her because she was gay, and that scared him. The school says that they can't base anything off of a student's religion, ethnicity, or sexual orientation, and that's exactly what he was doing. She won Nationals for both Cheerios and the glee club, and she needed this. I needed this. I wasn't going to New York without her, and I certainly wasn't going to have a long distance relationship. That may work for Berry and Q, but not me. There weren't enough sweet lady kisses.
It was during the week before Britt's final summer exams. It was Thursday, two days before the exams, to be exact. She was taking all of them on Saturday. The teachers gave everyone two weeks off for "study purposes" but everyone was really just going to the beach, getting high, getting drunk, or something else. It gave the teachers a break too, because they hated all of the people that took the summer classes. It "took away from their vacation time, and they didn't even want to teach them in the first place." Yeah, the teachers were so kind, and were clearly teachers to help kids learn. I think we were the only ones out of the classes actually studying. Thankfully, Mami and Papi let us go to our house by the lake. It was out in the middle of nowhere, and it was very quiet. Still, we played music, but there was nobody around for miles; it was a great place to study. Plus, it was right on the lake so Brittany and I could skinny dip, which we did often.
I was so glad Mami and Papi were both on board with me and Brittany's relationship. I was so afraid of what they would think when I told them. I thought they would disown me, or get mad, or never let me see Brittany again. Then that stupid ad aired (thanks to Finn), and I had to tell them. Thankfully, they were completely fine with it. Mami said she knew all along, which kind of worried me. If only Abulea felt the same way. At first, it tore me apart when she told me she never wanted to see me again. Now I realize that I don't need someone in my life who doesn't support me. No one can stand in the way of me and Brittany.
"Yes!" I screamed in celebration. Brittany got one of the questions right. It was the final, and hardest question of studying for Chemistry. I was so proud of her, and the smile on my face showed it.
"Yay! Listen Santana, I wanted to thank you for helping me study." She got closer to me, and stared at me lovingly with her big blue eyes.
I stared back. "Britt, you know I did this for us! I couldn't bear to be away from you." I hardly thought that my stare would have the same effect.
Her face lit up, and she smiled as she pulled down for a kiss. She was on top of me now, so close I could feel her warm breath on my lips, and I could smell her perfume. That was one of the many things I loved about her; her smell. It was so peaceful and sweet, just like her. She brushed her hand through my hair, and just as we were about to kiss, the phone rang. Brittany, to my dismay, got off of me and checked the caller ID.
"It's Quinn." She said as she turned down the stereo and picked it up. "Hey Quinn." She laid down on the couch with her head on my lap. There we were; we both had wife beaters and cheer shorts on, our hair down and wavy. We had just got back from a night skinny dip (we were listening to Katy Perry's TGIF, and were suddenly in the mood to go "skinny dipping in the dark"), and threw something on. Our hair was still wet, and the memories of that swim were fresh in our minds. It was so normal for us to be in this position, yet it seemed so perfect, so right, and so natural. God she looked hot; I still couldn't believe she was all mine. There was no one else; no other stupid boy, no one we had to worry about and, most importantly, no one we had to hide our relationship from. We didn't have to worry about getting caught now. Before, if we heard the slightest noise it would set us on edge. She was my best friend, and my girlfriend. I loved being with her, no matter what we were doing. I knew that she was the one for me.
"Hey San, do you want to do something with Quinn on Saturday? Rachel has to do something with her dads, so Quinn will be all alone." Rachel and Quinn were living together now. Just for the summer. Rachel got an apartment months before they started dating. As soon as they were dating, they moved in to the apartment together. I guess it was their way of preparing for not being together. Still, they had the metro passes. I don't know how they are going to be apart; they seem inseparable now.
"Oh, um, yeah that sounds fun." Actually, it would. It would be something fun to do while Britt was taking her exams. I originally had plans to sit alone in the parking lot and stress over the results, but hanging out with Quinn seemed much better.
"Okay. Quinn? Santana said that sounds like fun. Okay. Yeah we love you too. Bye." Brittany hung up the phone and looked up at me. She always looked at me with the sweetest expressions. After a few moments of silence, she reached up and pushed a stray hair from my face.
"I love you." She whispered as she brought her head up to kiss me.
"I love you too." I whispered back. Suddenly, her lips were on mine. It was a soft, but lingering kiss; my favorite kind. I knew she was trying to distract me. She was tired, and sick of studying. "But, we need to finish studying. Your exams are in two days, and you still need to study for History."
"Fine," she whispered "let's study"
We studied for what seemed like days. I wasn't going to stop until she knew everything. I refused to let the thought of her not graduating pass my mind. I had worked so hard at getting her a second chance in her classes. I also needed to help Quinn. I needed to get Rachel out of her mind. I knew Quinn was worried that Rachel still loved Finn. She had nothing to worry about. I've seen the way Berry looks at her; it's the same way that Britt and I look at each other. She clearly loves her. But, they came so close to getting married. Her almost dying was the only reason they didn't. She needs to know that Rachel loves her, and only her. And, I mean, how could anyone love someone who looks like a sack of butter? But still, Quinn is my home girl and I needed to help her. Plus, I needed to see someone from glee club. I missed them all; Irish, Girl Chang, Boy Chang, Lady Hummel, Puck, Sugar, Warbler, and even Finnocence and Stubbles McCripple Pants. But, that was in two days. I needed to focus on Britt's exams and helping her pass.
Tomorrow, we would be going back to Lima. It was so loud there, especially with her cousins. They were staying at her home for some reason, and of course they all had to be under the age of five. That meant screaming. Screaming meant not being able to concentrate. That meant not studying, which meant not passing. She would have to study at my house. It was quiet there. Mami was away, and Papi was on a business trip. Yes, that would work.
While I was thinking about all of that, I hadn't even noticed that Brittany fell asleep. She was curled up in a ball with her head on my lap. I loved watching her sleep, but she hated it. Thinking of that, I woke her up.
"Britt. Brittany. Honey. Wake up." I gently shook her awake.
"What? Where am I?" She lifted her head off of my lap and looked around, confused.
"It's okay. We were studying, and you fell asleep. Come on. Let's go to bed."
She mumbled something as I helped her get up. I took her warm hand in mine and, again, it felt so natural. I loved how I could just hold her hand whenever I wanted to. I dragged her up the stairs and helped her into bed. Shortly after I laid down next to her she rolled over. She held me close to her in the way she knew I liked it. It made me feel like she needed me. It made me feel like I was the only thing, everything in the world to her. Needless to say, it made me melt. I made me forget everything bad. I loved how we could do this. I still get butterflies every time I see her, and it was the best thing in the world to be able to sleep next to her like this. She kissed my neck and whispered "goodnight." She drifted off, and her grip loosened around my stomach.
"Goodnight, babe." I whispered back. I fell asleep to the sound of her sleeping; my favorite sound in the world.