A/N: I have written a new story for all of you and I hope you all like it. There is plenty more to come and I just want to say thank you to all my loyal readers that keeps reading my stories and waiting so patiently for new chapter updates. You guys are awesome and I hope you're ready to read…I have a few new stories for you, just like this one. I also have new chapter updates for my current stories.
Rated: M
Warning: G!P Brittany & Rachel: If you don't like it, I ask that you don't read it.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did there would have never been a Bram relationship. (Brittany and Sam)
Pairings: Brittana, Faberry. Puckleberry and Faberittana friendship. With Fincal mentioned.
{Chapter 1}
~Brittany's POV~
Have you ever gotten your heart broken before? I sure have, I believe everyone has at one point in their lives. However, can you tell me why it still hurts even after all these years? When you want so badly to get over the one person that ripped your heart out of your chest and stomped on it.
Can I tell you a story? This is the story of my life and it all began when Santana Lopez walked into my life. People may believe that I'm an idiot, which may or may not be true. I am very smart, talented and gay. But I won't lie and say I don't have my dumb moments because I do and trusting that Santana wouldn't break my heart is definitely one of them.
I was actually just fine with everything in my life until she came and fucked it all up, by making me fall in love with her. I just don't understand how someone who claims they love you and promised to never leave you ended up doing just that.
Santana and I met on the football field. I was the new quarterback from California. She was the new captain of the Cheerios cheerleading team. She took my breath away, and I do mean that literally. I was in the middle of a play, when I looked over at her at the same moment she looked at me.
I was then tackled and when I hit the ground I snapped my shoulder out of place, but I didn't feel any pain. When the doctors snapped it back in place and told me sit out the rest of the game, I quickly declined, because if I sat in the locker room for the rest of the game or sat on the bench outside I couldn't see that gorgeous Latina cheerleader and that wasn't going to happen.
I actually ran into her like literally I was coming out of the locker room and she was coming in and I didn't see her. I remember what she told me without realizing that it was me:
"Hey watch where you're going." She said then looking up at me.
"I'm so sorry I hope I didn't hurt you." I said kind of worried I hurt her.
"No, I'm good, so I have never seen you before." She said flashing me the prettiest smile I have ever seen.
"Oh I'm a transfer. I'm actually from California my sister and I are new."
"Does you sister look as pretty as you." She asked and I blushed looking down at my feet.
"Yes, my sis is beautiful. Her name is Quinn Fabray- Pierce. She actually is on your team."
"That hot blonde is your sister?" She asked and I looked down. Figures she would want Quinn. Everyone wants Quinn. I can't blame them though, she beautiful, smart, popular and 100% all girl. While I'm also popular, beautiful and smart. I'm also 50% male and 50% female. Yep! I was born with a penis. I love being one of the guys, but it just hurts every time I'm into a girl and then they see Quinn it's like I don't exist anymore.
"Yeah she is. Um actually here she comes now." I said Quinn walked up to us.
"Hey sis, are you okay? That was a nasty fall and I saw your shoulder. It seemed out of place."
"Yeah I'm fine. Let me introduce you to ... Actually how silly of me, I didn't even get your name."
"Oh sorry about that. I'm Santana Lopez."
"Well this is Quinn Fabray - Pierce. My sister as I mentioned and I'm Brittany S. Fabray - Pierce."
"Nice to meet you guys. So, Quinn how are you liking cheerleading so far? I hope I'm not pushing you to hard." Santana says with a smirk on her face.
"Well don't worry Santana I can handle whatever you give me." Quinn says flirting. I noticed a connection between those two and decided to walk away. Even though, I'm hurt and I want to cry, because I could have sworn that she was into me. But maybe I was wrong.
"Brittany, Quinn and I are going out to eat with my friends Rachel and Sam. Do you want to come?" Santana asked. I wanted to say no, but instead I said yes.
Though out dinner I saw Quinn flirting with both Santana and Rachel. It wasn't fair, I liked Santana, but I guess the feeling wasn't mutual, because all Santana and I were talking about was school, California and the things we love to do. Like I love to dance and sing a bit. While she loves to sing and dance a bit.
Santana's a very cool girl. She also very funny, she told some jokes that had me dying. After we hung out Quinn and I went home, while Sam, Rachel and Santana did the same. As Quinn drove us home, I decided to voice my opinion on the matter.
"Q I like Santana. Can you back off her and stop flirting with her please?" She looked at me while we sat at a red light.
"To tell you the truth B, I'm feeling her girl Rachel. I mean don't get me wrong, Santana is very hot, but there is just something about Rachel that just makes me want to be a better person...I don't know really."
"Am I hearing this correctly? My sister Quinn Elizabeth Fabray- Pierce the biggest player in California has finally been tamed?" I said teasing her. She just rolls her eye as the light turns green and she continues to drive us home.
"Oh hahaha I'm serious B. I like her a lot and I have only spent one day with her. I need you to give her my number."
"How am I going to do that. By the way why aren't you doing this?"
"I...I..."
"Aww how cute your scared?"
"No I'm not! I'm a major bad ass and I don't get scared."
"Says the girl who climbed in my bed when we a really bad thunderstorm, with lighting and everything."
"I was 7 get over it."
"Quinine that was last weekend."
"Oh whatever." She says as we approached our house and she got of the car and stomped in the house. I could help but laugh. As I got out and hit the lock bottom and closed the door. My phone started beeping. It says new text message.
To Brittany:
"Hey I really like you and I want to get to know you better."
~Queen B of McKinley~
I walked in the house and upstairs to my room dropped my bags at the door and sat on my bed. Now who could this be?
To: (431) 597-2379
"Who might this be?"
To Brittany:
"You didn't save my number. That hurts a lot Britt. This is Santana Lopez." I smiled.
To Santana:
"I saved it now, but I thought you were into Quinn? I mean you guys were flirting and everything."
To Brittany:
"Oh no it wasn't like that. Brittany you're the one I want."
To Santana:
"Are you being serious."
To Brittany:
"Yes why wouldn't I be?"
To Santana:
"I'm not like normal girls."
To Brittany:
"How so?"
To Santana:
"I was born with a penis and now that I've told you that I'm sure you want nothing to do with me am I correct?
~1 hour later~
I decided to text her back.
To Santana:
"I get it okay. You and I might not have worked anyways. See you around." I places my phone down for maybe even 5 minutes and my phone started buzzing so, I picked it up and its Santana. So, I answered the to see what she wanted. I didn't know I was already crying and my voice gave me away as soon as I begin to speak.
"Hello?"
"Brittany my phone died and I couldn't find my charger, but now that I have, I got your message and you couldn't be more wrong. I like you and yes I think we will work out."
"But what about my penis?"
"What about it. I like you for you and not for your body parts."
"So, you're not grossed out or anything?"
"No, I do have questions about it."
"Okay."
"Is it big?"
"Yes."
"How big is it?"
"About 8 1/2 inches soft and 9 hard."
"Damn! Just wanky!"
"Anything else?"
"Does it work?"
"Yes."
"Can you get me pregnant if we have sex?"
"Yes. I have balls filled with sperm. I most certainly can."
"Do you have any kids or had a pregnancy scare?"
"No."
"Which one?"
"Both."
"Okay, how many girls have you had sex with?"
"That's kind of personal. You said questions about my dick not me."
"Well you are attached to your dick, so I think it's a fair question, plus I want to get to know you better, but I'm sorry if I crossed the line.
"No I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just I have never had sex before."
"Wait you're a virgin?"
"Yes."
"Wow, that's amazing. Do you have any questions for me?"
"Yes, do you like cats or dogs?"
"Cats."
"What would you do if you saw me crying?"
"I'd dry your tears and hold you in my arms until you felt better."
"What is your favorite color?"
"Blue or black."
"Santa Claus real or fake?"
"Real." Yes, I knew Quinn was lying.
"Have you had sex before?"
"Yes Britt I have. I was drunk and slept with my ex-girlfriend."
"I mean with a guy."
"No."
"Are you a virgin?"
"No."
"But you said never slept with a guy before."
"I slept with an intersexed girl."
"Oh okay."
"Yeah."
"Do you want to date me?"
"Yes, but Britt I have to go, my mom is yelling for me to go to bed."
"Okay one more question."
"Okay."
"Will you go out with me on Friday?"
"Yes, now good night before I get grounded."
"Night." I hung up the phone happier than I thought was ever possible. The hottest chick I ever saw is going on a date with me. I lay down and closed my eyes dreaming about Santana.
A/N: Okay so do you think I should continue? What do think will happen? What would you like to happen? Please read and review. Until Next Time See You Later!