Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.

Chapter One

"Santana!" A voice called from behind. "Wait up!"

Santana turned around in the school corridor and smiled when she saw her star quarterback boyfriend running towards her.

"You're going to make me late for class." She said playfully swatting his shoulder.

"Sorry babe, I just wanted a 'see you later kiss.' He said with his signature goofy smirk.

Santana rolled her eyes and pecked the boy on the lips. "There, I'll see you in glee club." She smiled and set off on her way to her next class.

Santana was in her senior year at William McKinley High School. She was the head cheerleader of the Cheerio's, who were working towards their fourth consecutive win at nationals. She was the most popular and one of the most feared girls in the school. She had been dating the most popular boy, Finn Hudson, off and on over the past year. Although their popularity sank a little when they joined the glee club in their sophomore year being the hot power couple of the school had their reputation once again at the top of the totem pole.

Santana entered her classroom, and sat up the back next to her best friend/nemesis, Quinn Fabray. They had an interesting relationship to say the least. Quinn was a very pretty girl, hazel eyes, fair complexion, and long blonde hair often in a high pony. She was also a cheerleader and her and Santana always seemed to be in competition with one another, whether it was for head cheerleader, a solo in glee club or even for her boyfriend Finn. They didn't trust each other but when they wanted to they made a great team and both being cold and bitchy, they didn't have many other actual friends, (apart from those in Glee Club but none with high status, which was very important to both girls.)

"It's only our second week into senior year and Sue's already added two extra days for cheer practise." Quinn whispered as Santana opened her history text book.

"Yeah I heard," Santana whispered just as quietly. "I hope it doesn't interfere with Glee club."

Quinn nodded and started taking notes from the white board. They had both joined glee originally to spy on and sabotage the club for Sue, However both girls found themselves enjoying singing and dancing, not to mention it was a place where they were actually seen as the people they weren't just the 'Hot bitchy cheerleaders.'

Brittany put her camera bag on the couch and sat the last box marked 'lounge' in the open plan living room of her new apartment. The rent was expensive but fortunately for the blonde she had just returned from a tour with her idol Brittney Spears, which had her make enough money to last her for a little while, although she'd have to find another job soon-ish.

"I can't believe you're leaving us." Her mother said almost in tears.

"Mom, I'm 23 years old I can't live with you forever."

"Your room will always be ready for you if you do decide it's too soon to be moving out." Her father smiled softly trying not to become as emotional as his wife.

"Thanks, I love you both and I'm going to miss you and Julia but I'm ready to become completely independent. Please be excited for me."

"Oh we are honey! It's just upsetting seeing our oldest become an adult but we are so proud of you." Brittany smiled and hugged her mother tightly. "I don't know what I'll do when Julia moves out as well."

"Go on a well deserve holiday." Her father joked.

Brittany rolled her eyes with a smile. "You'll be fine."

"When does Hannah move in?" her mother asked. "Has she brought her belongings over yet?"

Hannah was Brittany's long term girlfriend they had been together for two years and decided it was time they moved out of their parents and rented a place together.

"Yep, she's at work at the moment and doesn't finish until 2am so she'll start unpacking tomorrow." Brittany smiled.

"I worry about her late hours, Brittany." Her mother stated, "It can't be good for her."

"She'll be fine, I'll be fine, and we'll be fine." She assured. "You're worrying too much Mom." Brittany sighed. Her mother nodded in agreement as she pressed her lips into a smile. She hugged her daughter as they said their goodbyes. Once her parents had left Brittany finally took in her surroundings. She spun around in circles with her arms spread out and head thrown back in the spacious room now cluttered with moving boxes. She was finally going to be an adult, like with bills and responsibilities. It was scary but at the same time it felt really good. She stopped twirling and looked around at the cardboard boxes. It was time to start unpacking parts of her old life into her new one and hopefully moving forward into new and exciting things.

Santana walked into Glee club. She noticed the very annoying Rachel Berry pestering Finn again.

"Listen here, dwarf!" Santana said frustrated that the small, brunette, diva was once again trying to steal her boyfriend. "Take that disgusting plaid skirt and that love sick puppy look on your face to the other side of the room, away from my man before I take that headband of yours and shove it so far up your-"

"Santana!" Finn interrupted. "She was just asking if we wanted to go to a party while her Dads are away."

Santana laughed. "Puh-lease, a 'party' at Berry's? More like a snooze fest."

Rachel stood up from her chair next to Finn and straightened her skirt. "Santana, I'll have you know, that my parties are very fun." She said matter of fact. Santana scoffed. "If I invited more people than those in the glee club they'd be the talk of the town, but my parties are exclusive, VIP if you will." She paused as if she knew she was only setting herself up for Santana's criticism and hurtful quips. "But if it helps, Noah is helping me organise it."

"Puck's party? Now that sounds more enticing." She smirked knowing Noah Puckerman threw the best parties in Lima, maybe even Ohio. "Fine I'm in."

Rachel gave a small appreciative smile and nodded, she walked over to the other side of the room to sit next to Artie, like Santana had told her to.

Santana sat next to her boyfriend, smugly watching as Rachel crossed her arms in disapproval of the couple.

A few moment later their teacher Will Schuester entered the room.

"Alright guys! It's time to start getting ready for Sectionals. We need a set list, choreography and team work." He beamed. "This year's finally going to be our year, I just know it!"

"Mr Shcue?" Mike said putting his hand in the air.

"Yes?" Mr Schuester asked as he nodded for the tall, handsome, Asian boy to continue.

"I know in previous years I've helped with all the choreography but with football, my parents on my back about study and being a member of the Brainiacs the school's academic decathlon club. I just don't think I can fit it in this year."

"We're screwed" Puck said resting his head against the back wall.

"That's understandable Mike." Mr Schue said, which is why I have enlisted the help of a friend of mine, she's a dancer and will be hear next week to help us with choreography.

"Great," Santana said sarcastically. "I can't wait for some thirty-something, out of work, old dancer, with her dinosaur moves, to show us how to be completely out of touch, wowing the judges by teaching us olden day waltzes." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"First of all Santana," Mr Schue started. "Thirty-something is not old. Secondly, not all my friends are as 'old' as me. You'll be please to know she's actually twenty three. Happy? Settled?"

"Hmmph," Santana mumbled. "She's probably really bad if she's taking her time to help us and not being famous somewhere."

"Well I think it's wonderful she's taking time out of her probably very busy schedule to help us. I can't wait to share some of my ideas with her." Rachel said enthusiastically as the club groaned in unison.

"Please let her be hot." Artie pleaded to nobody in particular.

"Alright that's enough. Set list lets go. Let's brainstorm some ideas." Mr Schue said writing an idea of his own (Journey Songs) on the white board.

After glee club Santana returned home from school and flopped on her bed. She was exhausted, being on the Cheerios, in glee club, being popular and holding up a façade all day was hard work. Santana heard her phone buzz on the bedside table beside her head, she clumsily fumbled for it trying to move as little as possible but it actually made the task more difficult. Finally she reached it and unlocked the screen to see a new message.

From Finn: Hey babe, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date tonight? Love you

She groaned, she didn't have the energy. She was beginning to think that maybe she wasn't as in love with Finn as she thought. She was still waiting to feel those things people described when they were in love, the fireworks, tingles, nerves, the butterflies, the warmth. She'd forced herself to try and love Finn for over a year, but he just annoyed her and she didn't feel a spark. Even when they had sex there was no connection, they weren't making love they were going through the motions to get each other off. Well to get him off. She was always left unsatisfied and disappointed. To be honest she probably would have broken up with the guy months ago but she needed him to boost her popularity.

To Finn: Sorry not tonight, I'm really tired. X

She sat her phone down on the bed next to her and hoped that one day she'd feel happy and normal.

Brittany stirred and awoke to Hannah getting into their new bed.

"Hey baby." Brittany croaked in a sleepy voice as she wrapped an arm around her girlfriend and nuzzled close to her. She loved almost everything about Hannah. So she would sometimes dismiss Brittany's opinion or get caught up in her own problems that she didn't realise when Brittany was upset. Everyone has flaws, right? But everything else made up for it like her black short hair that was styled kind of like younger Justin Bieber's. When He had the floppy swiped fringe to the side. Or the fact she had tattoos, which stood out against her fair skin, Brittany thought they were really sexy. She had too many to count and her right arm was covered with a sleave from her shoulder to elbow. She had green eyes that Brittany would often get lost in and pink, lushes lips that made Brittany stare every time she spoke or smiled. More importantly, she was funny, protective and could be really sweet when she wanted to be.

"Shhh, go back to sleep." Hannah said as she got comfy.

"But now I'm awake and I want to talk to you." Brittany pouted.

"Ok babe." Hannah sighed.

"How was work?" Brittany asked kissing her girlfriends shoulder.

"The usual, drunk people, spilled drinks, people telling me their life stories. How was unpacking?"

"Like, the worst job in the world! It's so boring and we have so much stuff." Brittany sighed.

"Well good because I would hate to move in here with nothing." Hannah joked.

"Oh do you remember Will Schuester?" Hannah wasn't surprised at Brittany's random change of subject. She would often get off topic or say something weird, which would take a while for Hannah to understand.

"Was he that guy from that dance class you used to teach? And you went to get coffee with a few times."

"Yep, that's the one! Well he rang today and-"

"He so wanted to get in your pants Britt."

"Eww no he didn't! He's like ten years older than me. We're just friends."

"Britt you're so naïve. Anyway what did he want?" Brittany frowned. She didn't like Hannah telling her Will wanted to sleep with her. He had taken a dance class she used to teach before she went on tour. They had hit it off and got coffee a few times as friends. Will had never made a move, he knew Brittany was taken and he also confided in her about a woman named Emma that he worked with, who he was in love with but the timing was always wrong.

"Anyway he wanted to know if I wanted to help teach some of his show choir students some choreography for their competitions and I said yes!" she said excited to get back into dancing again.

"Oh that's great news Britt!" Hannah said. "I know you saved a lot of the money you earned on tour but I was getting worried because it will run out one of these days and I can't pay for everything alone. How much do you get for doing this?"

"No, I'm volunteering Hannah." Brittany said nervously. She had no idea her girlfriend had been stressing about money.

"What? Brittany they're using you, you should be paid!" She said incredulously.

"Why are you always so negative?" Brittany Huffed and rolled over facing away from the tattooed woman. She was really looking forward to being able to dance again with people that shared her passion for the arts and Hannah was belittling it. "And I will get a job soon!" She added angrily.

"Ok good. I'm just looking out for you, there's no need to get mad."

Brittany didn't want to start an argument she hated fighting. Even though she was frustrated she said "Uh-huh." And closed her eyes trying to fall into a deep sleep where she could dream of dancing and her girlfriend actually supporting her choices.

It was Monday afternoon, the glee club were sitting on the stage in the auditorium waiting for Mr Schue and his dance friend to arrive.

Santana was sitting next to Finn, he had his arm around her shoulder and his other hand on her thigh. She knew other girls said they felt safe being in their boyfriends arms but the Latina was feeling more and more uncomfortable as time went on. It became clear, as she got older, that something wasn't right. Their relationship felt wrong. What's wrong with me? She thought to herself. My boyfriend is one of the hottest guys in school, he's popular, caring and good to me, why can't I just love him?

"Hey, is everything alright?" Finn asked sensing the Latina tense.

"Yeah, yeah fine. I've just been really tired lately and it's messing with me a bit." She said trying to convince herself as well.

"Santana I was wondering if you wanted to go to breadsticks tonight. Kurt's staying at Blaine's and Mom and Burt are in Washington doing congress stuff so we'd have the place to ourselves and you know it's been a while since we… you know."

Santana internally cringed… Not a good reaction to your boyfriend wanting to spend time with you and be intimate, she scolded herself. She really wanted to love Finn. He was the perfect guy, everyone thought so, even Quinn who had fussy taste in men. Maybe I'm not trying hard enough she thought. She decided she'd just have to try harder and one day maybe she'd wake up completely head over heels in love with him.

"Santana?" Finn asked shaking the Latina from her thoughts.

Before she could answer Mr Schue and a young woman walked into the room. Santana couldn't help but stare. The woman was beautiful, nothing like she had expected. She had her blonde hair thrown up in a messy pony tail, not much make up on, a little eyeliner and some lip gloss. She was wearing black three quarter work out leggings, a plain white t-shirt and sneakers. Santana's eyes traced the woman's legs, they were long and toned, her eyes made their way to the blonde's face. Her smile was contagious and made the Latina's lips tug at the corners. The woman's eyes were piercing and Santana really wanted to get closer to the blonde to see what colour they were.

"Everyone this is Brittany." Mr Schue announced.

A/N: Well there you go… Let Brittana begin :D
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