"Wake up sleepy head you are going to be late to your first day of school! What will the students think if their teacher is late?"
Brittany jolts out of bed and nearly smashes her head on Quinn's forehead.
"What the hell Quinn? Why are you hovering above me? I nearly broke my nose with your huge forehead." Grunts Brittany.
"Well I am sorry for being a huge forehead caring friend who wants their best friend to be a punctual teacher. What will the parents think when they see that their children's teacher is late for the first day of school? By the way I made your favorite breakfast. You are welcome Brittany." Smirks the blonde as she leaves Brittany's room.
"Goddamn it, I can't stay angry at her." Brittany smiles, as she gets ready for the day.
Brittany enters hers and Quinn's kitchen as sees that there is a stack of waffles and bacon waiting to be consumed by her hungry mouth.
"Thanks baby girl, you sure know how to take care of me." Brittany winks at the other blonde.
"Oh you know I would do anything for you babe. Now hurry up and eat. I am going to get ready to leave as well."
"Where you heading off to Quinn, so early in the morning?" asks Brittany.
"I have to go shopping for the perfect dress. I am finally meeting Puck's mom and sister today and I have to look my best." Quinn smiles.
"Oh wow babe! You are finally meeting the family, guess this is pretty serious between you and Puck, huh?
"It sure is, and I have to be perfect."
"Don't worry Quinn you are the most perfect woman I've met. They would be crazy not to love you."
"Oh shush Brittany you are making me blush. I love you bitch." Quinn smiles as she finishes her last bacon strip.
(In the car)
Brittany sings and dances a little as she drives to New Directions Preschool. She is excited and nervous at the same time. She really enjoys the first day of school because she gets to meet her new little students, but she also hates the first day of school because of the parents. She doesn't mind that the parents ask her questions and tell her important things about their children she only gets irked when the parents tell her that their children is the smartest and should receive good grades. She doesn't understand why parents are so concerned with grades. This is kindergarten for Christ sakes. The children are just learning their ABCs and numbers.
Another reason she dislikes meeting the parents is because of the creepy dads that subtly hit on her when their wives are only five feet away. These men have no shame.
Brittany parks her car in her designated spot and hops to her classroom getting ready for the arrival of her 15 new students.
"Mommy, mommy, mommy wake up. It is the first day of school and we are going to be lateeeeeeee. Wake up mooommyyyyyyy!"
A young brunette stirs uncomfortable under her comforter.
"Ugh, Freddy, what did I tell you about yelling at me in the morning? Go wake up your father and tell him to get ready to drive us to your school." The brunette grunts as she tries to hide underneath her comforter.
"But moooommmm daddy isn't here. He didn't come home last night."
Hearing Freddy say Finn didn't come home last night brings Santana out of her nice comfortable bed.
"He didn't come home again? This is the fifth day he hasn't come home. There is no way he has had to stay late at work again. Ugh, that big loaf is probably sneaking around with that ugly man-hands woman." Santana thinks as she glares at her wedding ring.
"Why did I even get married?" she silently says herself so Freddy doesn't hear her.
"Okay sweetie go eat your cereal and I will be ready in 15 minutes." Santana says as she jumps off her bed and puts on clothes.
"I can't believe Finn forgot today was his only son's first day of school. Goddamn him for leaving me alone with the other parents. Now I have to actually act civil." Santana mused to herself.
The drive to Freddy's new kindergarten school only took 20 minutes. She shot Finn a quick, hateful text to get his lard ass to the kindergarten before driving into a parking spot.
"You nervous?" Santana asked Freddy.
"No mama, I am really excited to meet new kids!" smiled Freddy.
"Are you nervous mami? You have that look you give daddy when he comes home late."
"Why did I have to have such a perceptive son? He knows me too well." Santana thinks to herself.
"No mijo, I am just not excited to meet new people and your father broke his promise about being here. Come on, let's go meet your new teacher."
Santana got out of her car and hurriedly went to open the door for her son. The dark haired mother and son walked hand in hand to New Direction's Preschool.