First things first, hi. This so my first chapter of my first fic, it's of okay quality but will get better as I just needed to find an opening chapter, this is in 3 Points of view but the rest of the fic will mainly be Santana's with some Brittany POV. I hope you enjoy. I haven't done italics for thoughts but if you guys want me to I will do that in future chapters :) this is just a little intro chapter and does not help the story very much but still review.

disclaimer: I do not own glee or the characters.

Chapter 1

Brittany's POV

I sit alone at the back of the choir room, wearing my usual cheerios attire, happy that winter is finally over, I feel like my body can finally breath again, those cheerleading pants have to be the most unflattering...wait. i look up and see Rachel wearing knee high socks and a reindeer sweater, topped off a plaid skirt and burgundy headband. Okay second most unflattering thing ever invented. I never fully appreciated how amazing it is wearing a skirt until today, flashing my legs to the world with a confidence only a hot dancer can have, and you know what they say, you can never show too much skin. Well that's what Quinn always says but I can't help but agree with her, actually, now that I think about it, I agree with most of the things Quinn says, barring that stupid celibacy motto she's been throwing around since freshman year, 'it's all about the teasing, not about the pleasing' I can practically hear her saying it in my head a judgmental, condescending tone to her voice. it doesn't even make sense, the pleasing is supposed to be the best part.

Speaking of pleasing, there is another upside of me showing more skin, it means all the other cheerios are showing just as much leg as I am... And that doesn't bother me one bit. Not that I stare or anything... Well not all the time... Okay a lot of the time, but only when they aren't looking. Dang I'm actually so sexually frustrated its not even funny. I don't understand why though, it's not even like I haven't had sex in a while, I had sex last night, well sort of, it was with Artie so things were kind of slow... And boring. Who am I trying to convince, Artie's terrible in bed, like laughably bad. Come to think of it, both of the guys I've had sex with were bad, i guess Artie was to be expected, you know lack of limbs and all that, but I thought Sam would be at least a bit better, the way Quinn bragged about him you'd think he was a sex god, with magical orgasm inducing powers and a dildo whip, but no, I just felt like I was being suffocated by a sack of potatoes while having my privates beaten with a baseball bat, it wasn't just bad... It was painfully bad, is it supposed to hurt that much? I know what to expect from a good lay, right? I'm a fake slut so I've heard just about everything there is to hear about sex. But that wasn't good sex, the only good sex I've ever had was from that 'experiment' I had at cheer camp, she was so gentle, I've never climaxed with so little being done to me, it was actually kind of embarrassing.

But crazy girl sex aside, I was thinking about Artie. I don't even know why I'm with him anymore, it's obvious that he's still in love with Tina, he treats me like shit and he's terrible at pleasuring me, I'm pretty sure that's the opposite of what I should think of him, but it's the truth. I'm not being in the least bit vain when I say that I know why he's with me. He wants to be the loser who can boast about having sex with a hot, blonde cheerleader, I mean, who wouldn't want that? I'm just his arm candy. Why am I with him? I know I had a good reason. Oh wait... I remember now. Its because no one else wants me.

I hear a high pitched scream and am pulled out of my thoughts. I look up suddenly, to see that Finn has just stomped on Rachel's man sized foot, subsequently causing her to scream out in over dramatised pain. We really need some better dancers to take the attention away from these hot messes. We need another couple, then we could do doubled up partner choreography. I smile at my own brilliance, it doesn't happen often so therefore I let myself boast for a few seconds before going back into my thoughts. If this plan works, we could blow the judges minds and may actually stand a chance of placing in regionals this year. I look up grinning only to be met by the confused and amused eyes of the entire glee club. Everyone is staring at me. Were they reading my mind... I wonder if they liked my idea, wait, humans can't read minds, i almost laugh at my own ignorance. of course not, that's impossible. everyone knows only unicorns can read the thoughts of humans and these guys are defiantly not unicorns... Well I'm not sure about Kurt, he has the potential but he's still undetermined.

"Earth to Brittany!"

Mr Schue yells, waving his hands around mockingly, a few muffled snickers echoing around the room.

"I said can you help Finn out with the steps, we need to nail this choreography guys, although our dancing has improved, it is still our biggest weakness."

"I have an idea for how we could make our dancing better Mr Schue."

I say brightly, its not even like its a stupid idea like my other ones, I really regret some of those. I notice a few glee members look towards me quickly and smile or laugh before quickly looking away. I blush nervously at the unwanted attention.

"Leave the thinking to the big kids Britt, I don't want you to hurt yourself." Artie says, not even noticing his own condescending tone or the fact that what he said was hurtful.

"Why don't you just help Finn for now Brittany, you can tell me your idea later."

Mr schue says before smiling at me quickly. I don't want to make a scene so i put on my best fake smile before nodding and heading towards Finn. He's not going to ask me about my idea, no one ever does. This one wasnt even stupid, why don't they just give me a chance? I'm not as dumb as everyone thinks. I try helping Finn as best as I can, but I know deep down that he was a lost cause, just like me.

15 minutes later the new directions were dismissed and Mr Schue avoided me like the plague, not that I was surprised. I was walking out of school with Quinn, after having just told her about my dance idea. Quinn will support me, she will be able to tell this isn't just a dumb idea I had floating in my head, not this time.

"That seems great Britt, but how are we going to find two dancers as good as you and Mike?"

Or she might just tear me down... Again.

"I guess I never thought about that." I say frowning slightly.

Just as Puck comes over and pulls Quinn in for a hug, I walk away swiftly and get into my car, the frown still plastered on my face. I relax slightly before letting out the breath I didn't notice i was holding. I couldn't be more relieved that glee was over, don't get me wrong, I love glee, I just hate how the other members make me feel. Glee is supposed to be a place of encouragement, where people don't get judged on there insecurities. And that's exactly what it is, for everyone else. They are all so supportive of each other but it seems like they jump at the chance to break my spirits and make me feel stupid. Makes them feel better about themselves, I guess. They probably think that I'm too stupid to have emotions. I have no one to look out for me, i just want someone to care about me for once. I quickly start my car, a tear falling down my cheek and with a head filled with thoughts of a person that cared, a person that didn't exist, I solemnly start the long drive home.

Quinn's POV

Puck seems to notice Brittany's car leave the parking lot, he pulls a puzzled look and turns to me.

"What's the matter with her?"

I look up at my well tanned boyfriend and shrug,

"I don't know, I think she might be mad at me for questioning her idea for glee, she didn't even say goodbye."

"What was her idea?"

"She thinks that we should get two more dancers, so that they can do pair choreography with her and Mike, but there is no way we would find anyone willing to join."

"That would be awesome, but you're right, no one is stupid enough to join glee."

He chuckles and I do to.

"Britt doesn't hold a grudge over things like that, I bet she's just annoyed that I stole her best friend."

He says to me, trying to make me feel better with the light humour.

"Me and Britt are close, but we aren't best friends, maybe that's what she needs, a bestie."

I look up at him, take his hand in mine as we start walking out of the parking lot.

"That or she needs the D, and fast."

Puck says smiling at his own wit. I punch him on the arm and plaster a fake frown on my face.

"Ow, what was that for, I was only joking."

"For being a crude a-hole that's what for!"

"I'm sorry, but you know you get turned on by my crudeness."

He winks at me I can't help but laugh, I roll my eyes at him but lose any and all anger, however fake it may have been.

"You wish, where's your car anyway? If I had known you would be without that monster truck of yours I would have brought mine."

"It's in the shop, needed a service, we can walk down now if you want, it should be ready, I payed extra so it would be."

"Sure, why not?"

I say to him and he kisses my cheek before we cross the road and make our way towards Burts garage.

~~~~~~glee~~~~~~

Santana's POV

I'm leaning under the hood of a Mitsubishi pick up truck, my open, navy overalls, hanging down by my waste, the knees smeared with grease. i lean further into the vehicle, trying to inspect the furthest to reach places. My white tank top is clinging to my body, soaked with oil and water. i lean out of the truck and pull my hair back into a messy ponytail. My face is smeared with the dirt from a hard days work and my eyebrows are furrowed in concentration. Burt brought the truck in during my break, my happiness at the fact that I thought I was done for the day was broken by this irritatingly beautiful vehicle. I can't help but admire its sleek black paint work as I close the hood, walk around the truck and shimmy underneath it. It's been so busy here today, there's no way in hell I'm going to get this thing serviced before closing time. The owner of this fine vehicle is going to be pissed, I think to myself, as I study the car with keen eyes, i may hate on this job, the long hours, the crappy pay, but i really do love cars... I'm so butch... I mean, i love getting out of the house for long... oh theres no point, I'm as gay as they come, no point denying it, i know its true. After looking over the truck thoroughly I could tell there was nothing seriously wrong with it, but I still had to fix the minor problems and my shift was supposed to end an hour ago. I was about to get up from under the car when I heard the bell at the front desk. There was silence as, much to my dismay, the visitors were taken out of earshot. Argh! I was hoping I could eavesdrop, so not fair. So I just continue lying on the floor, not wanting to go home, if I go home HE will be there, no I'll go for a jog, just a short jog to another place, away from here, away from him. I hear a footsteps approaching and a voice... No two voices, they sound... Pissed.

"Honey, calm down, we will just get it tomorrow, it's not worth it!"

A feminine voice says, I admire her drive but I have to admit I would be pretty pissed if I was in his shoes. My hands begin to shake under the car, I know I like to act tough but men scare me, and I have a good reason to be afraid of them too. *BANG BANG* the man smashes his fists on the hood of the car and my shaking increases, I count back from ten and calm my nerves before putting on my best bitch look and pulling myself out from under the car.

"No fucking way!"

I hear the man say, I'm about to go all Lima heights, wait. I know that voice... It can't be.

"Noah?"

I turn to face the direction of the voice.

"Santana, fucking, Lopez, you crazy little bitch."

He practically shouts.

"Noah Puckerman, since when could you afford a ride like this?" I ask, pointing towards towards the truck and looking over my shoulder at it. I turn to look back at him but I'm being pulled up into a bone crushing hug.

"I'm guessing you missed me Noah."

I laugh slightly but struggle to breath. I hear the girl cough impatiently and Puck puts me back on my feet.

"Sorry, it's just been a while, and I actually earned the money."

I look at him sceptically, if I know puck as well as I think I know him, that most likely meant that he stole it. But it's been a long time, maybe he has changed. Not that he needed to, a mans got to do what a mans got to do. I raise an eyebrow at him, seriously?

"Im being serious I opened my own pool cleaning business, its really bringing in the money."

"Fair enough, but I really do want to find a way to make it up to you for me not getting your truck fixed in time and not just because we are family. do you need anyone beaten up... I'm good at that."

I wink at him and he laughs while the blonde girl just stands next to the car awkwardly. I can tell she's a bitch... But she's kinda hot, damn why am I such a sucker for blondes? Puck notices me eyeing her and takes it as me wondering who the fuck she was, and not as me checking her out. Thank god.

"This is Quinn by the way. She's my..." Quinn cuts him off before he can finish. And glares at me.

"I'm his GIRLfriend!"

I smirked at the fact that she saw me as a threat, her jealousy evident through her over emphasis.

"A girlfriend Puck. Really? Since when did you settle down... Oh my god, you got her pregnant didn't you?"

From the look of pure horror on Quinn's face I took that as a yes, the smirk I wore never left my face. Before Puck could say anything I said,

"Wow Puck, you haven't changed one bit."

"Neither have you satan..."

The look on his face suddenly changed and he looked as if her just discovered the cure for cancer.

"About that favor?"

He said and I raised and eyebrow at him... I knew I shouldn't have said anything. Well shit, well done Santana, you've put yourself in it now.

"What about it Puckerman?"

"Well we need another dancer for our school glee club... And I know fully well that you are an awesome athlete, with all the ballet and gymnastics you used to do..."

"Get to the point Puck."

"Will you be our new back up dancer?"

I burst out laughing.

puck... In glee club. I literally could not contain my laughter. My eyes even started to water. I look up and see Puck is looking at me uncomfortably. Wait... He was serious.

"You weren't joking were you?"

He shakes his head in response.

"There is no way I'm doing that, you know I hate school Puck, there is a reason I never show up to my classes at Lima Heights high."

"I didn't want to have to do this Santana but if you don't accept, il go up to Burty over there and tell him your real age... He would fire you in an instant."

I feel anger burning in my chest but hold it down.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Wouldn't I?"

He looks straight into my eyes, giving me 'the look'.Argh, I know Puck far to well, he won't hesitate to grass me up, we are close enough for him to get away with it too.

I mumble "fine."

He grins brightly and pulls me into a tight hug.

"Thank you San, you won't regret it. Go down to the school tomorrow and we can get you signed up and in school by Monday."

He's enthusiasm made me smile a little, I want to be happy and show my joy at seeing my old friend again, but Quinn is here so therefore my walls are up and I settle for a sarcastic "Great."
He kisses my cheek, "see you at school San" he beams

"Quinn throws me a dirty look, which I return before replying.

"Adios Noah!" I pause before adding... "See you around stretch marks"

Quinn ignores me but I smile at my own joke and hear Puck laugh too, that is he laughs for 2 seconds before he gets punched in the arm and they leave the garage.

What the hell did I just agree to?

Hey, sorry it's not very long, I cut out loads of speech that we t on for ages, I apologise for grammar and spelling mistakes, I did this on an iPad so spell check is a bitch. Review or I won't update, sorry to be unfair but... Brittana will meet in chapter 2 but I want to know if you guys want them to be friends straight away or be enemy's, to be honest there will be plenty of angst without that but your the readers :) Please Review! On thing I will say is that this will not have faberry because I think it takes the attention from brittana, but please vote for ships okay done bye