Remaking my first ever fanfiction story. I haven't written anything in three years, so I'm a bit rusty. Hopefully this is better than the original.
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Disclaimer: I don't own glee. I do own some cool glee stickers from season 1 though
If you were to ask people to describe me, Brittany S. Pierce, they'd most likely say I'm a slutty dyke with anger issues. If you were to ask them to say that to my face, they'll probably piss or shit their pants, or both at the same time. McKinley High School is filled with kids who only care about themselves and their status. This school is like a Lima, Ohio version of a teenage tv show drama. I never understood eveyone's fascination with upholding their status. I never wanted to be associated with any clique but once you get suspended for spray painted the locker rooms, bleaching the football players jerseys before a big game and smoking a little pot before class, people start to label you. Lima Losers they called us and by they, I meant the higher class of this high school hierarchy. The Popular Kids. That clique consisted of Kurt Hummel, Mercedes Jones, Noah Puckerman (everyone just calls him Puck), Sam Evans (his lips could swallow you whole. They are abnormally big.), Emily Fields (aka my arch nemesis since sophomore year), and the only thing that keeps me from dropping out of school, Santana Lopez. I would be with her if she wasn't dating that swim freak, Emily Fields. But that's not going to last anymore then it has. It's our last year in this god forsaken school and some changes are going to happen...now.
School started three weeks ago but I was in a juvenile detention center for aggravated assault. It wasn't my fault, entirely. The guy kept honking his horn at me in a traffic jam, so I kindly got out my car and smashed his window and broke his nose against his steering wheel. He was kinda asking for it. But anyways, I got to school went straight to lunch. It was already 11:45 anyways. I walked through the cafeteria doors and the loud cafeteria got quiet. Way to make an entrance, Pierce. I made my way towards my group of friends.
"Is that Brittany S. Pierce? In the flesh?" my best friend Blaine said sarcastically. I flicked him off before giving him a hug.
"Nice knowing being locked up for most of the summer didn't let you lose your sense of style," He said examining my outfit choice. It was a simple black cardigan over a long sleeve white button up with my favorite black joggers and my all white roshes.
"Well, what can I say? I have too look good to get with Santana," I said doing a spin. Blaine groaned and walked back over to the lunch table. I walked over and sat down. I looked at everyone there. Quinn had a bob cut, Lauren looked the same, Jake was pretty much the same looking (I bet Puck is really pissed to see his young brother hang out with my friends) and Finn looked taller. Everything seemed the same. Quinn just smiled at me.
"Next time tell us when you're going to go ape shit in someone, so we could atleast have it on video," Quinn said smiling. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay, Lucy. I promise," I said as she gave me a hug.
"Santana, 10 o'clock," Jake said rushing towards me and Quinn. All of us turned our heads to see Santana walk into the cafeteria with her friend Kurt. They were laughing about something. Santana was wearing her cheerios uniform and I could feel my eyes watering up from seeing her in that uniform. Who ever made these uniforms have a special place in heaven for them. I got up from my seat and walked over to wear Santana had sat down. Kurt had gone to get their lunch. I walked up to Santana and sat down. She looked up and looked shocked as she saw me.
"Miss me?" was the first thing i said to her. The shocked expression was now replaced with an annoyed one.
"No. Emily is going to be here soon, so leave," She said.
"Santana, why you gotta be like that?" I said smiling, "Just make this easier for the both of us and dump Nemo and get with me." She laughed.
"What can you offer me that Emily can't? You are a Lima Loser. I don't date losers," She said. Wow, that hurt my ego.
"Babe listen, trying to hurt my feelings is not going to work. I can offer you a lot more than Fields can," I said scooting closer to her. I gently placed my hand in her knee. I leaned over and started to whisper in her ear.
"Just imagine me and you, a hot tub, some candles," I husked, my hand moving higher up her leg. "Your legs over my shoulders. Me kissing your inner thighs.." I trailed off when I heard her moan.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" someone yelled. Santana jumped away from me and i just sat there, mad. I was so close. I turned to see Emily Fields in all her glory, standing there, angry as hell.
"Hey, guppy," I said smiling. She pushed out off the seat onto the floor. I propped my self up with my elbows.
"Why all the hostility?" I asked smirking. She clenched her fist.
"Stay away from my girlfriend or else," She seethed.
"Oh no, what is the great Emily Fields gonna do to me?" I said in a southern belle voice, "Swim me to death?" I deadpanned. I know for a fact she won't fight me.
"No but I have problem drowning you, so watch it Pierce," She warned, "I heard about what happened to your mom. Your dad must have one hell of a right hook." She said laughing. Kurt started laughing too. Santana just looked between me and her girlfriend. I felt my face heat up. Before I knew it, I lunged toward Emily. She screamed and hid behind Santana. Fuck, she knows I wouldn't hurt Santana, not even as much as push her out the way. Someone was holding me back from running around Santana and beating Emily to a bloody pulp.
"Brittany, calm the hell down," Blaine said into my ear, struggling to hold me back.
"I will be calm after I kick Fields in her fucking face," I said angrily, thrashing in Blaine's arms.
"I can't have you go back to jail. Especially for murder." Blaine chuckled. Hearing him laugh calmed me a bit, but not to much. I thrashed around a bit more before Finn helped Blaine hold me back. I stopped thrashing completely and they let me go. I ran a hand through my hair.
"You okay?" Blaine asked cautiously.
"Yeah," I said glaring at Emily, "You're so lucky Blaine and Finn like you enough to hold me back." I fixed my shirt and walked away from them. Quinn looked at me, kinda scared. I don't think she has ever seen me get that angry before. I just shot her wink before leaving the cafeteria. I needed to get away from everyone. I walked straight towards the auditorium and sat in the farthest seat away from everything. I put my head in my hands. I heard the auditorium doors open.
"I heard from a little birdie that you were back," a familiar voice said. I groaned. I just want to be alone. I looked up to see Mike Chang standing next to me.
"You okay?" He asked sitting down.
"I'm fine," I answered automatically. He slung his arm around my shoulder.
"What did Emily say to get you all crazy back there?" He asked.
"You're just full of questions today. She talked about my mom," I told him.
"You scared Emily half to death, I'm pretty sure she was a few seconds away from pissing herself," He laughed, "Quinn was pretty scared too."
"I scared myself. I'm sure if Blaine and Finn weren't there. I probably would've hit her and I don't think I would've been able to stop," I said.
"Brittany, you are nothing like your dad," He said. I rolled my eyes.
"I was locked up for aggravated assault for most of the summer. I'm just like him, no wonder Santana doesn't want to date me because she's probably afraid that I'm going to abuse her physically," I said getting up and taking out my schedule, "I gotta get to class." I left Mike and walked to my 5th period.I walked into Ms. Henderson's AP US History room 15 minutes late.
"Ms. Pierce, how nice of you to grave us with your presence," She said sarcastically, "We have assigned seats in this class. Take your seat next to Ms. Lopez." I turned to see Santana looking at Ms. Henderson incredulously.
"Ms. H, have I told you, I love you?" I said smirking. She just rolled her eyes.
"Just sit down," She said turning back to the board. I walked over to my seat and sat down. I looked over at Santana. She was jotting down notes.
"I'm sorry," I said to her, "For what happened in the Cafeteria. I didn't mean to try to attack your girlfriend." She just shrugged.
"You had every right to get mad," She said not taking her eyes off her paper, "She disrespected you and your family. If I were in your shoes I would've punched her." I smiled.
"Does that mean I have chance with you?" I said smirking.
"Hell no. I love Emily with every fiber of my being," She chuckled.
"I didn't think it was possible to crush my ego two times in less than an hour," I said feigning hurt.
She just rolled her eyes.
"Just stop hitting on me and trying to feel me up and we won't have problems this year," She said.
"Why won't you give me a chance?" I asked.
"No. Just stop, a girl like me would never date someone like... you," She said. I felt my body heat up and I clenched my fist. I tried calming myself down. Santana looked over at me cautiously.
"I didn't mean it like that," She said. I just stayed quiet because I knew if I said anything I would fuck up my chances with her even more.
"Pierce..." She said.
"It's whatever," I said opening my notebook. I spent the majority of the class sketching random things that are in the room. Water bottles, notebooks, and posters on the wall. Things that will keep me busy and prevent me from looking in Santana's direction. I stopped sketching a few minutes before it was time to leave this class.
"Pierce, I'm sorry if i hurt your feelings earlier," Santana apologized. I laughed it off.
"Hurt my feelings? That would be possible if i had some," I said chuckling. She just rolled her eyes.
"I know for a fact you're not heartless," She said. I just shrugged
"Do you have evidence of that?" I challenged.
"You gave me a charm bracelet in 7th grade on Valentine's day and every Valentine's day after that you left a charm and a bouquet of lillies in my locker." She said smirking. I froze.
"How did you find out?" I asked her.
"JBI told me. I had him watch my locker last year," She said nonchalantly. The bell rang and I stayed frozen in my seat as everyone filed out the classroom
AN: How was that? Good? Bad? Complete and utter crap? Leave me a review. :)