Hello! I just wanted to say this is my first fanfic, so I hope you guys really like it. I've been thinking of a plot like this for awhile, so I hope you all enjoy it. :) I joined this website last week so I hope whoever reviews this don't be afraid to talk to me and we can be friends.

It was July 26th, 2011.

Santana Lopez looked at the date, her pen held tightly in her hands. She drew a blue 'x' on that day. It was the day that Brittany Susan Pierce committed suicide by suffocating herself. Santana would spend this day, which was the day before school began, walking to her deceased girlfriend's grave, giving a long prayer, and walking to Lola's Ice Cream Shop; where should eat Brittany's favorite ice cream flavor in remembrance of her.

It sounded useless, but it was all Santana could do. She grabbed her bag and her car keys, walking passed her drunk, sleeping father on the couch. She turned the ignition on, and drove to the Perks Ohio Cemetery.

She drove pass the Pierces Residence, who moved after the death of their daughter. As she drove, she could see the pink mailbox Brittany painted during the summer of Freshman year. It brought tears in her eyes to remember the happy, perky Brittany begging her to paint it too. And then she remembered how she would see Mrs. Pierce look out the window, smiling at their interactions as best friends.

The Pierces never to spoke to Santana again after their move.

To simply put, life after the death of the blond was pure tragedy for everyone.

After she parked her car, she made way towards Brittany's grave. It was filled with flowers and a picture of the beautiful girl. It was also filled with many teddy bears, which Brittany loved so much. Santana recognized her own 'decorations' to the grave. She stopped in front of it.

BRITTANY S. PIERCE

JANUARY 8TH 1995 - JULY 26TH 2010

OUR SMILING SUPERSTAR

Santana bit her bottom lip to stop the tears flowing from her eyes. She clenched her fists tightly and whispered, "Damn it don't you dare", to herself. "God, I miss you so much. I hope you can hear me", Santana whispered.

But the only things Santana Lopez could hear at this moment were flies buzzing around her. She couldn't feel Brittany's hug telling her it was going to be okay, she could only feel nothingness as she whispered those words.

Santana made her prayers to God to keep Brittany safe in heaven, and then drove away to Lola's Ice Cream Shop. It wasn't too far from the Pierces and the cemetery. There she ordered Brittany's favorite flavor, the Peanut Butter Stacker; and sat on the sidewalk enjoying it silently.

"Babe, order that one"! Brittany smiled. She wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, as they were both staring at the new menu of new flavors that just arrived. It was a month before her suicide.

"The what stacker"? Santana laughed. She enjoyed Brittany's embrace.

"The Peanut Butter Stacker! It's so good, San! You pick the scoops and they're all chunky, peanut butter flavored"! Brittany grinned as she walked towards the cashier. As they both sat eating their ice creams, Brittany grinned devilishly and aimed the ice cream towards Santana's nose. Santana giggled and put whip cream on her girlfriend's ice cream, which she knew she hated. Then she bit her lip as she sprayed some on her girl's lips.

Brittany closed her eyes contently as Santana licked the cream off those soft pair of lips. Lola's Ice Cream Shop was the last place Santana and Brittany would ever have a date.

As she finished her ice cream, Santana knew she had to deal with what was coming tomorrow. Santana had undergone a change inside of her, a change that everyone thought was unexpected. She no longer was the girl who would bitch about everything; who would push nerds and have a blast; she was simply a girl colored in grey. And it pained her to know that she was no longer in one of the happiest places she's been...

...Glee Club.

Santana threw away her cone, and shoved her hands in her pockets. She saw a short, long brown-haired girl throw away her popsicle stick. The girl flashed her a smile and rode away on her bike. Santana frowned back, and went inside her car. She drove away from the memorable place, telling herself tomorrow was going to be another day.

Worse.

She formed a lump in her throat.

It was going to be a school year without Brittany.