I gripped the microphone, closed my eyes, and belt out the last note with flying colors. I was even amazed at how incredible it sounded. When the music stopped I opened my eyes, and when the sound of my own beating heart went mute, I gained back my hearing. The whole crowd was going crazy. The lights above me we're so bright, and the judge's faces were priceless. That's when it hit me.

Holy shit.

My heart was beating out of control, my body began to shake, and my hands were getting so sweaty that I gripped the microphone tighter to make sure it didn't slip out.

The crowd was screaming so loud. They were screaming for me.

All I could do was stare out into the huge arena, amazed at what was happening right now. Every person was out of their seats, clapping, pointing, whistling. This is how I've always dreamed it would happen, and it's happening. Fuck all those people that told me it would never happen. It's fucking happening!

I felt my bottom lip quiver, and my vision became blurry. I lifted my right hand over my mouth, shook my head in disbelieve, and closed my eyes. Holy shit this is really happening. The crowd was still cheering for me. I opened my eyes and with the hand I had over my mouth wiped away my tears.

Once I got my vision back I glanced at the judges, who I couldn't believe were really sitting in front of me. Pop sensation, Britney Spears, had her two index fingers in each of her ears trying to make the cheering from the crowd stop. Badass mother fucking, L.A. Reid, was smiling and was pointing at me yelling out, "That's how you do it!" which made me feel super giddy inside. Simon Cowell had his back to me looking at the still standing crowd behind him, and trying to make them to shut up. And last but not least the beautiful, Brittany S. Pierce, was sitting there staring at me, smiling that amazing smile of hers. Her gaze was so intense; I had to break eye contact by looking down to the grown feeling so shocked that she's actually staring at me. This is too much.

Simon turned around to speak in the microphone, looking a little annoyed. It made me come back to reality, remembering I still had to get at least 3 yes's from the judges. My nerves were so out of control. I clasped my hands around the microphone in front of me to avert them from shaking. "Okay, okay, quiet down." He motioned up and down with his hands. Most of the crowd by now was sitting down and starting to quiet down, but were still making some noises. "L.A.?" Simon motioned to him, to give him the go.

I was gripping the microphone so tight, and couldn't stand still. I felt like such a mess. This is it; your dream is in their hands.

L.A. was smiling, shaking his head with his eyes on me. "Wow! Woo! Feisty little fire ball! I'm feeling you, I am so feeling you!" The crowd launched into their cheering's again.

I couldn't believe it. L.A. thinks I'm good! He's feeling me! "Thank you." I laughed in shock.

"Spears?" Simon asked.

I brought my attention to the Queen of Pop, ready to hear what she had to say.

"I was not expecting that. That was absolutely incredible. That was amazing." She nodded. The crowd again went crazy, that I'm sure she didn't get to hear my shy "thank you". I was beyond over the moon. How could this be happening to me?

"Simon?" L.A requested.

Oh gosh, this is it. I've always been so scared of Simon. I've seen the way he could be, he could be a dick.

"Santana let me tell you sweetheart, you are on the money." Simon said with that English accent of his, while pointing his pen at me. I brought both of my hands to my face, not being able to believe what I'm hearing. "Because right now, what is missing on the Pop Charts is something like you, you're different, exciting. I really, really like you." Holy Shit. I have the biggest smile on my face. Simon Cowell likes me. This seriously can't be real. "Really, really like you." He repeated as to confirm my thoughts. I nodded, putting my right hand over my heart. Since I'm sure he wouldn't hear me with all the cheering, I mouthed a thank you to him, which he responded with a thumps up.

"Pierce?" I was so distracted as to know who called out her name. I was in cloud 9, so happy.

I snapped out of my daze and brought my attention to Brittany S. Pierce, who was still staring at me with that intensity in her eyes. She smiled at me and I smiled back. "You know what I find that's really, really interesting? It's that you have such a cute face, you're really likable, and then all of a sudden you're like I'm on fire." She finished by sapping her fingers left to right. "Like I couldn't take my eyes off you. You're just mesmerizing. Like I literally wrote down on my notes, hot." She laughed, pointing to her notes in front of her. "You're awesome." The crowd again started cheering. I'm pretty sure my smile couldn't be even bigger as it is right now. I felt my face get super-hot, so I brought my hands up to my face to hide my obvious blush. I mouthed a shy thank you, which she responded by nodding at me, smiling.

"Okay are we voting?" L.A. Reid asked.

"Yeah." An English accent responded.

"Okay well Santana, when you came onto the stage, you had this attitude. And I loved it. You have style, and you have passion, and you have ambition, and I think you have the X Factor sweetheart. So it's a yes from me." L.A. Reid grinned.

I shook my head, with my shaky hands on my face, smiling like never before. "Thank you so much." I breathed out.

"Santana, I think this show needs someone like you, somebody that's prepared to work, and fight, and get there, cause that's what it's all about. And I'm saying a big, big yes." Simon revealed. I dropped my head in disbelieve. I only needed one more yes, and I'll be in.

I looked up to Britney Spears. "I'll definitely say yes." She nodded.

"Oh, my god." I breathed out, placing my hand over my forehead, smiling at the crowd that was going crazy.

"Pierce?"

I gazed at Brittany Pierce. Feeling a little confident I smirked at her, cause even if she said no, I'll still be in.

"You're attitude is awesome. And, I kinda have a girl crush on you." She admitted, laughing at herself. The crowd and the other judges joined as well. I shook my head, laughing in disbelieve. "You have another yes".

I'm in! Holy Shit! What the fuck! I'm fucking in! I'm motha fucking Santana Lopez, and I'm on the X Factor!

The crowd went wild. "Wow, oh my god, thank you so much". I blubbered. They responded with nods. I stared walking backwards; not wanting to leave the people cheering for me, but one of the camera men was signaling me to walk off, so I waved to the judges and turned to walk out. Before I did, I turned back to the crowd, feeling a little charged, and blew them a kiss. I glanced at the judges, and saw Brittany S. Pierce blow me one back. My heart stopped. I smiled and walked off stage.

Once I was out of sight of the judges, there was another camera man waiting for me. I walked down the stairs and found my support team waiting for me, jumping up and down, with huge smiles on their faces.

"You're fucking in!" Puck yelled, running to me, and picking me up. I wrapped my legs around him, cause I was that happy, I didn't even care. "You're fucking in!" Puck repeated.

"I know!" He spun me around, and I loosened my grip around his legs. He got the signal, and put me down. "I can't believe it!" I exclaimed while running my hands through my hair, and leaving them there.

"I can." Sam beamed, coming up behind puck, giving me the biggest hug. "I told you they would like you! I'm so proud of you! You were so good!"

I started to feel a little bit emotional and shocked at the same time. There was so much adrenaline going through me I felt my whole body shaking. "I can't believe I'm actually in." I felt my eyes begin to burn so I pressed my face into Sam's shoulder. He tightened his arms around me. Second later I felt Puck hug me from behind, so now I had them both hugging me. This is exactly what I needed, my two best friends being here for me.

"You're in Santana." Puck breathed out. I closed my eyes and bawled. All the hard work, all the sacrifice's I made to make this happen, was worth hearing the comments from the judges.

"Miss. Lopez?

The sound of my last name for some reason made my heart skip a beat. As if that person would come up to me to tell me that this was all a mistake and none of this really happend. Slowly I turned around. "Yeah?" I asked whipping away the tears that slipped out.

"Can we get your thoughts on how your feeling right now, for the show?" One of the camera men asked.

Sam nudged you, and I breathed out a laugh. "Yes, of course." I turned to Sam and Puck, "Do I have any smudged mascara?" I asked, whipping under your eyes.

Sam licked his thumb and swiped it in the corner of my right eye. "There." He assured with a giggle.

"That was super gross." I grinned, and he laughed in return. I turned to the camera man who was ready to interview me. All of a sudden I became nervous. Wow, okay, I'm going to get interviewed, is this going to happen all the time? What should I say? This is so crazy. I bowed my head, and shook it in disbelieve. This is really happening. When I gazed back up I had the biggest smile on my face. I can do this. "Okay." I nodded

The camera man positioned the camera on his shoulder and pressed a button at the top of it. "Okay, how are you feeling about getting 4 yes's from the judges?"

Before I was about to answer the question, my attention was stolen by a girl walking up the stairs to the stage. I could still hear all the noises the crowd was making out in the arena. It gave me butterflies, I was nervous for her. I wondered if she felt the way I felt when I was in that same position not too long ago.

I brought my attention back to the camera man.

I let out a big breath followed by a shocked laugh. "Honestly? It's amazing. I can't believe it. That was so cool, so cool. I didn't expect them to like me that much. It's just, wow." I didn't know what to say. This is all just so crazy for me. I'm in fucking X Factor. I'm In. My eyes began to burn again, and I felt them began to water. "It just felt incredible."

"What do you have to say to all the other contestants that got a yes for Boot Camp?"

I grinned, "You all best bring it."

I heard the music from the arena stop, which means the girl finished. That was fast.

"Who's your support team?" The camera man began again.

I looked back at Sam and Puck and smiled at their obviousness at wanting to be in the camera shot. I tuned back to the camera man and pointed with my thumb behind me. "I have my best friends with me, I couldn't ask for a better support team." I finished with a smile.

The camera man pressed a button on the camera and brought it down to his side. "Thank you Miss. Lopez that's all we need." He nodded. "By the way, you were really good. I think I'm already a fan." He smiled, and walked away.

I have a fan? The comment brought a huge smile on my face. My gaze followed the camera man till my eyes landed on the same girl coming down from the stairs in tears. It seemed like she was in a hurry and didn't want to talk to anybody. I'm guessing those are not happy tears. I all of a sudden wanted to know what Brittany S. Pierce told her. Not sure why her, and not any of the other judges, but I really, really wanted to know. She rushed passed me, followed by an older man and woman, who I'm guessing are her parents.

"Damn, poor girl." Puck remarked. "She was so hot, and actually such a nice girl."

I turned to him confused. "How would you know?"

"Uhh, hello, Puckasaurus talked to her." Puck emphasized, by pointing to himself.

I scoffed, "So while I was getting the biggest news of my life, you were hitting on some girl?"

"I was trying to get into her head. You know? So you wouldn't have to have another competitor. Look whatever I did it for you, okay? For all you know the Puckasaurus was probably on her mind during her audition, that she forgot her lines and ran out crying hysterically." Puck exaggerated.

I didn't believe a thing he said. I chuckled, "Stop calling yourself The Puckasaurus, it's weird." I informed.

Puck just waved me off. Just when I was about to make fun of him, I heard the most amazing sound I have ever heard. I froze, then turned to see where it was coming from. Brittany S. Pierce was walking down a hall way coming towards us. She was laughing at something, I'm assuming, Simon Cowell said. I guess that crying girl was the last contestant for the day.

"Damn, look at those fucking legs." Puck leered.

I couldn't speak. Seeing her coming towards me, took my breath away. "She's beautiful."

"Dude imagine you all fucking hook up. I'll hate you for the rest of my life, but in a way, love you more." Puck confessed.

"Hi." Brittany stopped in front of me. Is she talking to me? I checked with the corner of my eyes if anyone else was behind me, but found only Sam and Puck.

"Hi." I breathed out, smiling.

Brittany smiled, "Just wanted to tell you again that you're incredible Santana. I really hope I get to have you on my team."

I was so amazed she still remembered my name, even though we just met like 15 minutes ago, that's not the point. The point is that she remembers. Honestly I can't believe she's actually even talking to me right now, especially giving me compliments. "Wow, honestly that coming from you means a lot to me. Not to be weird or anything, but I'm kinda a big fan." I confessed, feeling my face get hot.

"Awe, well thank you very much. Coming from you it means a lot." She mimicked, winking.

I laughed, "Oh okay so now you're gonna make fun of me?" I teased.

She giggled. "Of course not." She protested, lifting her right hand to her chest, pretending to feel hurt.

I couldn't stop myself from just staring at her. Having her here in front of me was so different than watching her on TV, or judging me in that arena. I'm actually being able to see who Brittany Pierce actually is.

"Okay good, cause I'll go all Lima Heights on your ass." I grinned at her confusion. She looked so cute.

"You're going to go all what on my ass?" She asked, raising her eye brows in amusement.

I laughed, widening my eyes and shaking my head, "You don't want to know."

She smiled, "Sounds interesting."

"Miss. Pierce your driver is here." Some guy with a headset on his head, informed her.

Brittany turned to him, and nodded. "Okay thank you, Jack." She then turned back to me. "Well it's time for me to head out, but I'll see you at Boot Camp Miss. Lopez. You better impress me even more." She demanded, with a sly smile.

"I will." I said with all the confidence that I had in me. She smiled, and for a minute It seemed like she was gonna say something else but instead turned around, and walked behind the guy named Jack.

"Uhm, do we suddenly not exist?" I saw Sam wave to me from the corner of my eye.

I turned to them with a nervous look on my face. "Guys, I have to make sure I kill it at Book Camp."