The first chapter of my first fic... is WAY shorter than I thought it would be... WAY TO GO! 8D

Also, English is not my mother language, so your eyes might explode, but well... :D

Mercedes was happily walking through the halls of McKinley High, thinking about the tots she was no longer allowed to eat, when she spotted Brittany and Artie talking in the other end of the hall. She started walking towards them, a big smile in her face, when she saw the seriousness in both their faces. She stopped in her tracks, curious, and watched from afar. Brittany had her characteristic blank expression on, but with a light frown, while Artie looked guilty, and was seemingly trying to explain something to her.

She saw Artie look down, and then wheel away from her. Brittany stayed where she was, following Artie with her eyes. Mercedes, really good at reading people's faces, took it as a breakup. Something was off with Brittany's still blank expression, though, and she didn't know what it was, so she walked towards her.

"Are you ok?" she asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. She shrugged, looking back at her.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Mercedes raised her eyebrows at this. She was so sure that it had been a breakup… "Didn't he just… break up with you?"

Brittany's mouth opened and closed, "yeah, he did", she said finally, a confused look in her face. "And aren't you like, sad?" asked Mercedes. "Oh, no, just… I didn't love him or anything like that."

"Why were you dating him, then?" Brittany thought about this for a moment, and then answered "we were both trying to get over someone, I guess."

"And now he finally got over Tina, he dumps you? I'm gonna kill that boy!" Said Mercedes, now angry.

"No! No. He dumped me because he's not over Tina," explained the blonde. "He said that he didn't want to have a meaningless relationship with me while being in love with someone else. And well, I think the same", she looked sadly down. "Plus," she added, looking back at Mercedes, shrugging, "sex with him was… not bad, but… he didn't move! It was weird. Santana does it better."

Mercedes furrowed her eyebrows at this unwanted last piece of information. "Santana… It's her that you were trying to get over, right?"

Brittany looked at her with huge, sad eyes. "Yeah, she… I'm just a warm body beneath her. She just wants me so she can digest her food. I don't even understand that. She's never had problems to digest anything." The dark skinned girl looked confused at her friend, but Brittany didn't seem to notice, and kept talking. "Well, whatever. The thing is she doesn't love me. She just uses me when Puck isn't around, and I-"

"Hey, stop that, blondie. I may not know a lot about Santana, but I know for certain that she's a bitch with everyone, except you. And although it still shocks me that someone like her can have any kind of feeling, I'm certain that she has some towards you."

"But she told me she didn't love me! She said 'I'm not making out with you 'cause I'm in love with you'. She just doesn't love me, she said so!"

With a sigh, Mercedes readied herself to say something she thought she'd never have to say. "She's just afraid, Brittany." Brittany started to deny it, but she was soon stopped by a lifted hand from the other girl. "Let me finish this, please, I don't think I'll ever be able to say it again. She's scared of her feelings towards you, so she denies their existence, but believe me when I tell you that she does love you."

Brittany looked down, in deep thought. "Anyway… I don't understand. What does it matter if she loves me or not, if she denies it?"

"You have to make her admit it. To herself, and to you." "How am I supposed to do that?" Asked Brittany, sadly.

"Well, I have the perfect plan", answered Mercedes, with a bright smile in her face. Brittany's face also lit up, happy.

And that was it... I guess...

"It's her that you were trying to get over"... Does that structure even exist?