Brittany Pierce had always been, in a word, popular. She went to every party that was held, she was head cheerio, and the hottest girl in school. She was also well known for her harsh comments and vicious comebacks if she didn't like you or you pissed her off. Everyone wanted her, boys and girls alike. A different guy asked her out every other day, and there were always girls coming to her asking her for advice. She was the "it" girl and she couldn't love it anymore than she does.

Everybody knew about Brittany's liking of girls just as much as boys, but no one cared because that only made her more popular (she never understands why though). She could have any girl or guy she wanted. There were line ups of people who would kill to take her out on a date. So when Brittany announced that she, Brittany S. Pierce, the most popular girl in school, was dating Santana Lopez, the lamest and nerdiest girl in school, everyone was shocked.

People thought at first it was a joke, they thought Brittany was just pulling a huge prank on them. But after a while when everyone could actually see the love in Brittany's eyes, after they noticed how she would soften up whenever Santana was around, they all decided that this was no joke; the two girls were deeply in love.

No one knew how it was possible; they had never even seen the girls speak to each other more than two words, now all if a sudden they were in love? It was definitely something that was hard to get used to. Soon though, people accepted the girls' love and no longer stared at them when they kissed goodbye or held hands in the halls. Sure they did get some homophobic remarks from some of the football jocks or hockey players, but when deciding that they would come out, they knew there was no way around some of the kids who would bully them. They knew sometimes the comments would hurt and make them feel bad, but as long as they had each other, everything would be okay.

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Brittany grabbed her math book out of her locker and tossed it into her bag. She searched her locker for pencil, but couldn't find one anywhere. She let out a deep breath of frustration and closed her eyes, calming herself. The blonde has been feeling tense all day and really needed to work on keeping her cool, she had already lashed out on two kids today.

Earlier in the day, one girl accidentally bumped into her, causing Brittany to drop her Spanish book. By the end of the scene, Brittany's face was red with anger and the smaller girl was close to tears. A little while after that, the tall dancer went to get a drink from the fountain but ended up getting water all over her shirt. On her way to the washroom to clean up, a freshman boy couldn't help but stare at the frustrated girl and notice how the wet shirt clung to her chest, emphasizing her boobs. He left the scene with a fairly decent and red hand mark on the side of his face.

Finally taking a deep breath and re-opening her eyes to search for her pencil again, she noticed a short brunette leaning against the locker next to hers, looking up at her with a slight frown on her face.

"Hey, you okay? You look a little upset," Santana spoke softly, still looking at the blonde with concerned eyes.

If Brittany didn't feel relaxed or calm before, she was definitely feeling it now. She smiled at the Latina and engulfed her in a hug, wrapping her arms tightly around the shorter girl's middle. "I'm okay babe, just a little tense today, that's all," she pulled back from the hug and kissed Santana's cheek before returning her focus back to her locker.

"Why? What happened?" Santana knew very well that Brittany wasn't okay, there was something bothering her blonde, and she wasn't going to stop asking till she figured out what it was.

Brittany looked over at the brunette then back to her locker. I guess I can do math in pen.. she thought as she closed her locker and grabbed her bag off the ground. "San, don't worry. I'm fine, really. Just a few kids that kinda pissed me off today." Brittany reached for Santana's hand and they started walking down the hall to Brittany's math class.

"Are you sure Britt? What did they do?" The Latina's concern for Brittany never failed to put a smile on her face.

"This one girl ran into me and made me drop all my books. And when I went to go take a drink at the fountain, it went all weird and splashed me. I got water all over my chest and the front of my shirt-"

"Aw babe, I'm so sorry that happened. Good thing you brought an extra top though, right?"

"I'm not even at the worst part yet, San. So I was walking to the washroom to get cleaned up, and some boy in freshman year was totally staring at my boobs! Like, he wasn't even trying to hide his gaze; he was just full on looking at my boobs. Some guys are such pigs.." Brittany huffed in frustration, talking about it got her all upset again.

Santana chuckled softly at Brittany; she always got so worked up over nothing. They stopped in front of the classroom and faced each other. Brittany was still upset, her face in a small scowl, which made the shorter girl smile. She's so cute when she's angry, she thought. Knowing what would make Brittany feel better; Santana went on her tip toes, wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck and kissed the taller girl softly on the lips.

Brittany smiled into the kiss, her hands automatically moving to Santana's waist. The blonde felt all the frustration and angry float away as she felt the softest lips ever on her own.

After a few seconds Santana pulled away from the kiss, and Brittany whined quietly at the loss of contact. Santana quickly pecked her lips before giving her a tight hug. "I love you." She whispered in her ear. She heard Brittany say 'I love you too' and with that, she walked away from her blonde, making her way to history class.

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Santana sat at her desk in her history class, not paying any attention to a word her teacher was saying. Being as the brunette didn't do anything all weekend; she decided to read ahead in her textbook. She already knew everything that the teacher was saying so she just zoned out completely and let her mind wander. Of course when her mind wanders the first thing she thinks about is Brittany, and she was fine with thinking about her blonde for the next 20 minutes till class was over.

She thought back to earlier before class, when Brittany was telling her why she was upset today. She seemed so frustrated and angry. Then just with one kiss, she made Brittany's anger disappear. She loved how she had that effect on the dancer. People have told Santana that Brittany is always happier and less of a bitch when Santana's around. The brunette would usually get upset with them for calling her girlfriend a bitch and never really consider that what they were saying was true. The Latina has some effect on Brittany that makes her a nicer and happier person whenever they're near each other.

She wondered how she got so lucky. How she, Santana Lopez, a nerd and in glee club, managed to be dating Brittany Pierce, a popular and totally hot cheerleader. Some people thought it was a miracle for them to even be friends, never mind actually being in a relationship. The two girls are so different from each other. Brittany is popular, outgoing, a social butterfly, and hands down the most beautiful girl in Lima. Whereas Santana was in glee club, a total nerd, not social at all, and definitely nowhere near as pretty as Brittany. But somehow, Brittany still wanted her; even though she was at the bottom of the social food chain and them even being friends could have possibly hurt the blonde cheerleader's reputation.

Santana thought back to how this all began..

Flashback

About 2 years ago.

Santana was lying on her bed in her room, listening to music as she skillfully handled the controller in her hands. She had been playing this video games for over an hour and couldn't get past this one part. Frustrated as she died again, she quickly looked up on YouTube "Kingdom Hearts 2 Walkthrough Demyx Battle". Kingdom Hearts was the Latina's absolute favorite video game; she could play it for hours on end and never get bored. She even had a replica of the weapon the main character, Sora, uses in the game.

After watching the video and finally defeating the character in the game, she jumped up and yelled 'yes!' out of excitement. She was about to continue on when she heard the doorbell ring. Knowing she was the only one home, the brunette paused the game and quickly made her way down the stairs to see who was at the door. She opened the door and was shocked to see who was standing there.

"Hi Santana," she spoke casually as if they'd been friends for years.

Santana just stood there with wide eyes, looking up at the tall blonde in front of her. Finally she snapped out of her trance, but still had the look of utter confusion all over her face. "Brittany? Hi, uhm, what're you doing here?"

Brittany frowned at the Latina's question and replied, "I'm here to see you, why else would I be here?" Brittany watched as Santana tried desperately to figure out what the beautiful teen was doing at her front door. "May I come in?"

"Oh! Yeah, sure." Santana stepped aside to let Brittany in and closed the door behind her. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat. What was she doing here? Santana turned to look at the girl who was now admiring some photos of the Latina on the fireplace. Brittany was wearing a pair of acid wash grey jean shorts and a tight fitted white tank top that was tucked in. Her hair was down, slightly curled, and she was wearing white Vans. To put the look all together, she was wearing a pair of thin black suspenders. The Latina looked down at herself to look at what she had on. She was wearing a pair of TNA yoga shorts and a baggy white t-shirt. Her hair was in a messy bun and she had different colored socks on her feet. Leave it to Brittany to come to her house, looking as beautiful as ever, when Santana looked like she just woke up.

"You look really pretty in these pictures, Santana." Brittany spoke without turning towards around, her eyes still on the photos.

Santana snapped back to reality at the sound of Brittany's voice. She felt her face get hot and was happy that the blonde was turned so she wouldn't see the dark shade of pink that was rising upon the Latina's cheeks. No one else knew, but for over a year now Santana has had the biggest crush on Brittany, but they were never really friends. She cleared her throat awkwardly. "Uhm Brittany, not to be rude or anything, but what exactly are you doing here? I know you said to see me, but why? We're not really friends."

Brittany turned around and walked slowly towards Santana. "I know. That's actually why I'm here." Brittany stepped closer to the brunette until they were a few feet away from each other.

Suddenly feeling very nervous being this close to the blonde, Santana swallowed hard. "I'm confused," she admitted, trying to keep her breathing even.

Brittany smiled at the girl's obvious nervousness. "You're cute when you blush, you know that?" She stepped a little closer to Santana, staring deep into her eyes. "And I'm here because I want to apologize. I was kind of mean to you this year, and you didn't deserve it. You're probably the nicest person I know. So I'm here to say sorry and, maybe you want to be friends now?" Santana tilted her head to the side, studying Brittany's face. Why would she want to be friends with me?

Santana was extremely confused. For all freshman year, Brittany hadn't said one nice thing to her; she didn't talk to her at all unless it was a small insult. But now, here she was, in her house, asking if she wanted to be..friends? "Brittany I'm still confused. Why would you want to be my friend? You're popular; I'm a loser. You're on the cheerios; I'm in glee club. You hang out with Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman; I hang out with Tina Cohen-Chang and Artie Abrams. You're at the top of the social food chain; I'm at the bottom. We're complete opposites, so forgive me when I ask what's this really about? Why are you really here?" Santana took a deep breath in and let it out slowly, internally congratulating herself for not fumbling her words during her little speech with Brittany still standing so close to her. She looked Brittany in the eyes, waiting for a response. "Well?"

"Are your parent's home?" Brittany asked, completely ignoring everything the Latina just said.

"Uhm, no, they won't be home till Sunday, but I don't know what that has to do with anythi-" Santana's words suddenly got cut off by Brittany, who pressed her lips against the brunette's. For a few seconds Santana just stood there not moving, not even breathing, there were too many things going through her minds right now. What is happening? Why is Brittany kissing me? Wait. Brittany's gay? Why is Brittany kissing me? Santana was just about to pull away, even though that was the last thing she wanted to do, but before she could, the blonde wrapped her arms around Santana's waist and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Santana finally reciprocated it, getting lost in kissing the blonde teen in front of her. She wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck, closing her eyes and moaning softly into Brittany's mouth.

Santana had no idea what was happening, but at the moment she didn't really care. All that mattered was that the girl who she's had a crush on since the first moment she saw her at the beginning of high school, was in her house kissing her. The two girls hadn't moved from their spot, they were still standing with their arms around each other, kissing with their lips moving slowly.

After a minute or two, Brittany finally pulled back and rested her forehead against Santana's. The Latina looked into Brittany's blue eyes, noticing they were darker than usual. She was breathing heavily and she was afraid her heart was beating so loud that Brittany could hear it. No one said anything; they just looked into each other's eyes, trying to get their breathing back to normal.

"Britt.." Santana started, but stopped, confused as to why her voice was suddenly higher than usual. She looked down embarrassed and tried to clear her head of the thousands of thoughts that were racing through her mind.

Brittany giggled at the obviously flustered and confused girl and smiled. "You're so cute when you blush." Brittany kissed the tip of her nose and Santana looked at her, her cheeks a dark crimson red.

"I'm still confused.." Santana started, pulled away slightly from the blonde so she could breathe easier. "Did you come here to ask me to be friends with you, or to ask me to be..more..than friends with you?" The brunette's face was a mix of confusion and shyness.

Brittany just simply giggled again and asked, "Can we go up to your room?" Santana silently nodded and the two girls released their hold on each other's body and climbed the stairs.

Once in Santana's bedroom, Brittany looked at the tv and saw that the brunette had a video game on pause. "I'm sorry if I interrupted your game." She spoke softly and pointed to the tv.

Santana looked between the taller girl and the screen a few times before saying, "Don't worry about it, it's okay." She sat down on her bed and patted the spot next to her, signalling for Brittany to sit. The two girls sat in silence for a few minutes before one of them finally spoke up.

"I really like you, Santana," Brittany almost whispered. "Like, like you, like you." She looked down at her lap shyly and fidgeted with her hands.

Santana stared in shock at Brittany, not believing what she just heard. There was no way in hell that Brittany S. Pierce was telling her that she liked her, no way. "I like you too.." Santana spoke softly; looking down at the blonde's fidgeting hands. "A lot actually..ever since the beginning of freshman year." To this, Brittany picked her head up and looked at Santana, staring deep into her eyes. After a moment she slowly looked back down, not saying anything. "What's wrong?" Santana asked hesitantly.

Brittany laughed airily. "Nothing's wrong Santana. I came here, hoping to just be able to be your friend because I've had this crazy huge crush on you for months. But instead, I kiss you and tell you I like you, and what's better is that you kissed me back and told me you like me too," Brittany stopped talking and looked up to Santana's face, a small smile on her lips. "I don't see how things could be wrong."

Santana smiled at Brittany and put her hands on the blonde's cheeks. She stared into Brittany's piercing blue eyes and rubbed her thumb gently over the blonde's lips, subconsciously licked her own, before slowly leaning in to connect their lips for the second time that day.

End Flashback

That was the day they started dating. They didn't know each other very well so they decided to take things slow, the first few months used to get to know each other better. Brittany wanted to be open and show off the Latina to everyone at school as her girlfriend, but Santana was much too nervous to be open and out of the closet right away. So they waited till they knew anything and everything about each other to be open.

That day happened in the summer between freshman and sophomore year. They were now in their senior year and have been out and officially together for a year and a half, and they couldn't be any happier together.

The bell rang and Santana almost jumped out of her seat at the sudden loud sound. She looked around her class to see students getting up and leaving the room. The brunette looked to the clock and saw the time. 2:45, school was over. She smiled and grabbed her books and bag and walked out of the class. The Latina approached her locker only to find a certain tall blonde already there waiting for her.

"Hey there," Brittany said as Santana opened her locker. She kissed got up from leaning against the locker next to Santana's and kissed her cheek.

Santana turned around to face Brittany, and grabbed both of her pale hands on her tanned ones. "Hi baby," she leaned in to place a quick kiss on Brittany's lips. "How long have you been waiting?"

Brittany sighed with content when her lips touched the Latina's pouty ones and smiled. "Not long, just a few minutes." She leaned back against the locker next to Santana's while the shorter girl grabbed whatever she needed for her homework that night. Brittany always waited by Santana's locked after school so they could walk out together. Unless the blonde had cheerio practice, they would either go to her house or Santana's and spend the evening together, sometimes having sleepovers.

Santana finally packed up her bag and closed her locker, turning to face Brittany. "Good. You wanna go to your house or mine?"

Brittany thought for a minute before answering. "Are your parent's home?"

"Nope, my dad's at work till late tonight and my mom's having a girls' night out. So no one will be home till about 11:30."

Brittany smiled slyly at the Latina's answer and stepped closer to her. "Well..then I definitely want to go to your house if we're going to have it all to ourselves for the whole night.." Brittany spoke in a soft and seductive voice, hoping Santana would understand what she was implying.

"Oh, yeah?" Santana raised an eyebrow and smirked. "And why's that babe?" She raised her arms and put them around the blonde's neck, pulling her closer till their faces were inches apart.

"You know why San.." Brittany could see how the Latina's brown eyes were suddenly darker, filled with lust.

"I know..but tell me anyways," Santana replied in an almost whisper.

Brittany smirked and leaned in close to her ear to whisper to her. "Because, we haven't done it in over a week and I'm seriously starting to get sexually frustrated..I thought maybe you could help with that." She softly bit the Latina's lob and pulled back to look at Santana; an innocent smile playing on her lips.

"You're right.." Santana inched her face closer to Brittany's, her eyes switching between looking at her lips, and the dark blue eyes looking back at her. "I can help with that.." Finally she closed to gap between their lips, softly and passionately kissing the tall girl in front of her.

Brittany reciprocated the kiss, gently running her tongue along the Latina's bottom lip, asking for entrance that was immediately granted. She slipped her tongue into Santana's mouth, and snaked her arms around her waist, pulling her impossibly close.

The two girls lost themselves in the kiss and Brittany backed them up till she had Santana pinned against her locker. They completely forgot they were still at school, and people walking by couldn't help but stare at the scene that was taking place in the hall. Right when the kiss about to get heated and soft moans began to slip out of their mouths, they heard someone cheering at them.

Brittany opened her eyes and pulled back from the kiss. She looked around, trying to locate the sound of the cheers when she spotted the last person she'd want to see right now. She let out a huff of air and Santana crinkled her nose in confusion, not really knowing what was going on or who was yelling at them.

"Hey girls! Why'd you stop?" Santana looked across the hall and saw no one other than Puck leaning against the wall, staring at them with his arms crossed on his chest. "It looked like it was just about to get good!"

Brittany growled softly under her breath, "Bite me, Puckerman." She looked down at Santana, almost all anger she felt towards the Mohawk boy disappearing once the brunette gave her a small smile. That smile that Brittany loved so much.

"Hey, don't get mad Britt. You guys looked like you were just about to start humping each other if I didn't butt in. So unless your intention was to give everyone in the hall a free show, I suggest you thank me." Puck made his way over to the girls, smirking at Brittany.

"Over your dead body," Brittany spat out.

"Babe.." Santana spoke softly, trying to lessen the girl's anger. "It's okay." She ducked her head to look into Brittany's eyes and smiled, giving her a quick peck on the lips before looking at the boy in front of them. "Hey Puck." She gave him a quick hug, then went back next to Brittany and put her arm around her waist.

"Hey San, looking good," Puck said with a wink that didn't go unnoticed by Brittany.

"Don't wink at my girlfriend, Noah." Brittany spoke lowly, glaring at the boy in front of them.

Puck smirked again and gave a little laugh, "Aw, is Brittany jealous?" The blonde girl only growled under her breath again without responding. Noticing that Brittany was actually upset, Puck's expression softened. "Don't worry Britt; I'm not here to steal your girlfriend. Me and her are like best friends, and I know she's crazy in love with you anyways so you got nothing to fear." Puck smiled at Brittany who smiled the slightest bit at the mention of how much Santana loves her. But nevertheless, her face was still cold as stone.

"Then what are you doing here?" Brittany asked, glaring at him again.

"I'm having a party tonight and wanted to know if you lovely ladies would like to come." Puck said, wiggling his eyebrows knowing that Brittany would forget about being mad at him now that he mentioned the word 'party'.

Brittany's eyes widened; her expression softer. "A party?"

"Yup, there'll be dancing and booze, two of your favorite things. It starts at 9, ends whenever. You guys in?"

Santana picked her head up when she heard the word 'booze'. She knew that Brittany loved parties and dancing, but she also knew that Brittany always got a little crazy with the alcohol at every party she went to. Secretly, she hated when the blonde drank. It always made her paranoid that something was going to happen and Santana wouldn't be there to help. Not wanting to feel nervous all night, Santana thought it'd be best to decline the offer and just spend a night alone with Brittany at her house. "Thanks Puck, but-"

"We'll be there!" Brittany interrupted, her voice high with excitement and a big smile on her face.

"Awesome. I'll see you guys there, later." And with that, Puck walked away, leaving the two girls alone.

"Britt I don't want to go to a party." Santana said that second Puck was out of hearing range.

Brittany frowned at the smaller girl. "Why not?" She titled her head to the side to emphasize her confusion as to why the Latina wouldn't want to go.

Santana sighed. "I feel..awkward going to parties, like I don't belong, and I don't! Just because you're my girlfriend and Puck's my best friend doesn't mean that I'm popular. I'm still at the bottom of the social food chain, along with the other kids that are in Glee Club, you know that."

Brittany thought about this for a moment before grabbing Santana's hand in hers and started to walk towards the exit of the school. "I know how you feel about parties San, how you feel uncomfortable. But please, I really want you to go with me! We've never gone to a party together, and whenever I go to parties alone, I miss you and end up having a bad time. Just come this one time. If you don't like it, then you can leave and I'll never make you come to another party again. Deal?" They stopped walking and Brittany's blue eyes pierced into Santana's brown ones.

Santana held the gaze as long as she could before sighing and looking down. She knew she could never deny Brittany of anything, she loved her too much. "Fine..just this one though! Okay?"

Instead of an answer, Brittany just smiled widely and attacked the shorter girl into a bear hug; almost making them fall, and attached her lips to Santana's. "I love you so much! You're the best, San!" She squealed with excitement and squeezed the Latina harder.

Santana smiled up at her girlfriend. If something could make Brittany this happy, then it couldn't be that bad, right? "Yeah yeah, tell me something I don't know Britt."