A/N: Hey! I really hope you guys like this little story I'm going to do. It's my first story, so I apologize in advance if it's bad. I plan for it to match up slightly with events in Season 1&2, but it won't be fully canon. Enjoy!

Prologue

Santana Lopez was a feisty 6 year old. Most of the children at school feared her. Even the older ones. The ones who didn't fear her, ignored her. Despite her fiery bravado, she was lonely. Even though she didn't like to think about it, she knew she had no friends. Sure, there was that Fabray girl at school who helped her boss the other kids around, but she didn't have a real friend.

So, today's trip to the park near her neighborhood was no different than any other trip. Her mother associated with the other mothers like always. They discussed the latest gossip on a wooden bench while Santana eyed the playground. She didn't know what to do with herself really. Usually Quinn would be here and they would pick out a few kids to scare, but her mother told her on the walk here that Quinn had a doctor's appointment. She looked around the playground. There weren't that many kids near the monkey bars… she could go over there. She threw a glance over her shoulder at her mother who continued to gossip, and started walking towards the monkey bars.

They looked higher up today than usual. She wouldn't admit it out loud if anyone asked her, but she was a little bit scared. Cautiously, she reached out to the first bar, ready to grip onto the dark green metal when she felt a push from behind. The next thing Santana knew, she was lying face down on the dark mulch after having been pushed off the platform that started the monkey bars. She took a moment to try and figure out what happened, how she ended up on the ground. She remembered reaching for the bar, ready to conquer her fear, when someone pushed her.

Her skin flushed as anger welled up within her. Who would dare push Santana Lopez? Suddenly she felt a hand rubbing her arm. She assumed it was the person who pushed her, and began to sit up. Santana was ready to put fear into the very heart of whoever was rubbing her arm… Until she looked up. All the anger that had consumed her moments ago, washed away when she saw the girl's face.

Beautiful blonde hair reflected the sunlight. Her skin looked as soft as a cloud and was almost as pale with a freckle here and there. Deep, shimmering blue eyes looked back at her filled with worry and concern. Santana had never seen someone look at her like that. She'd only ever seen fear in other children's eyes when they looked at her.

The girl reached out to her, checking her arms and legs muttering under her breath how sorry she was. Santana just continued to stare at the blonde. After the girl had checked every inch of the exposed skin of Santana's arms and legs, she looked up again. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to push you. I'm clumsy and sometimes I trip. I'm- I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

The blonde anxiously waited for a reply from the mulch covered brunette. After a few moments of silent staring, Santana tried to respond but only succeeded in opening and closing her mouth a few times. The blonde became a little worried so she spoke again. "Please tell me you're okay. I didn't break your brain did I? I'm really sorry. Can you talk?" Santana just looked at her for the next few minutes, memorizing every feature of her face. Finally, she stuttered a reply, "I- I'm fine. I'm okay. A-Are you okay?"

As soon as the words left Santana's mouth, the blonde burst into a smile that reached her eyes. She sprang forward and pulled the brunette into a hug. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm Brittany, what's your name?"

"S-Santana."

"Want to be my friend, Santana? We can be best friends." Brittany asked with a hopeful gleam in her eyes.

"Okay. I-I've never had a r-real friend before." Santana stuttered. She couldn't stop stuttering around her. Who was this girl? This blonde girl who literally crash landed into her life? And why was she making her stutter like that Tina girl in her class?

Brittany looked like a sad little panda when she heard that Santana's never had a real friend. "Well, I've never had a friend as pretty as you. Want to go swing with me?"

Santana nodded and smiled so hard her cheeks began to hurt. This girl wiped away her anger just by being her, made her stutter uncontrollably, and smile harder than she ever has before, all in a matter of minutes. She even tamed her fierceness. Brittany giggled and grabbed her hand pulling her all the way to the swing set.

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By the time her mother started calling for her two hours later, Santana had stopped stuttering. She frowned at the thought of leaving Brittany, her very first friend. "My mom's calling me. I have to go home, Britt." She rose up and linked pinkies with Brittany as they walked towards her mom.

"I'll see you again though, right?" The blonde asked, her voice laced with sadness and a hint of optimism.

Santana thought about it for a minute. "Where do you go to school at?"

Brittany's face fell at the mention of school. "Lima Elementary School, but I don't like it there. They all make fun of me."

The brunette felt the need to protect Brittany wash over her. "I go there too, but I've never seen you there. Do you have Ms. Hart?"

Brittany stopped them a few yards away from Santana's mother with an elated expression on her face. "No, but My class has lunch with your class. We can sit together at lunch tomorrow. I'll even share my twinkie with you!"

The brunette was about to respond when both their mothers started calling them. Brittany smiled at her, not just with her mouth, but with her eyes and engulfed her into a tight bear hug. All Santana could do was hug back. When Brittany pulled away, she pecked the brunette's cheek and took off towards her mother ready to tell her all about Santana. The brunette felt absolutely giddy.

As she made her way to her mother, all she could think about was tomorrow. Tomorrow she would have lunch with Brittany. Tomorrow she would get to play with her at recess. She thought about the wave of protectiveness that came over her after Brittany told her the kids in her class make fun of her. She made a promise to herself that she wouldn't let anybody make fun of the blonde again.

A/N: Well, that was the Prologue. I hope you liked it! Review if you feel like it(: