A/N I am very unsure of this and need some reviews I started it a while ago.
Disclaimer I do not own the characters from glee featured as much as I wish I did.
She sat in her new floral dress that matched perfectly with the bottom left corner of her gigantic garden. The ride was long and the corset she sat in crushed ribs but she knew better than to complain. On the 4th September a fierce cold had attacked Miss. Brittany. S. Pierce. With the cold unwithering 3 weeks later she was packed off from her lovely home to go to the best physician money could buy's clinic. Unfortunately to reach him meant going through central London. Now Miss Brittany was a kind girl at only 15 had 4 years to go before thought upon as a failure and had many suitors all offering a magnificent dowry. Now Miss Brittany or Britt as she would rather be known has taken no fancy in any of her suitors and longs to find the one destined for her; she holds no desire to marry for approval or money, only love and love alone. Her father is easy with it, knowing the same quality of her mother when they first saw each other. As the moon arose from behind a sea of clouds in which the sun had just set the roar that had been dim began to grow and morph into an echoing bellow enough to terrify. The streets lined with filth and beggars, children with deformed limbs or bones visible aching to break through the pale paper skin. To the driver many looked the same as they did to her company, but to her she saw different people, individuals but all in pain, all suffering. All faces were different but one stood out most. Britts was given little education and so her vocabulary wasn't wide. As we would describe the slim feminine Latina with good physique, mocha eyes, raven hair and chiselled lips, all Britts could think of was "Perfect!"
Her head spun, she couldn't leave this mysterious, dark, beauty out here to die. That idea felt like her taking a piece of her heart and leaving it there. No, no, no she simply had to save her! She sat her heart breaking as she watched the girl cough...
A/N next it will start explaining Santana. Sorry it's a sort chap. RR please. x
