A/N: This is a Brittany/Santana FRIENDSHIP story, I wrote this months ago before season two started in the UK… it follows on from "No cause for more tears" that I wrote a while ago, someone requested I continue this story line… it will still make sense if you haven't read "No cause for more tears" but go on my profile and check it out J
DISCLAIMER: I don't own glee or the miserable rich's song "the Boat Song" from which the inspiration for the story came.
And when your summers gone, or when someone does you wrong,
I'll zip up your anorak,
And when your summers gone, or when someone does you wrong,
I'll pack your lunch and watch your back.
Santana's childhood diary
Dear Diary, I miss Bee sooooooo much! She's at a summer camp-space camp. Only the top ten percent of the year were allowed to go and my grades are seriously dragging me down. I only learned to speak English three years ago when I was six and I still can't read very well… my mom speaks English worse than me!
Brit won't be back for another week and I'm dying to see her!
She was the first kid I met when we first moved to the neighbourhood two years ago; she was sitting in the front yard playing with her Barbies. I asked her what she was doing, she told me that was a silly question and continued. I looked to my mom wondering what this cute blonde girl was doing in our garden. A blonde woman called Bee from two doors down and she shouted: "BRITTANY HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? OUR HOUSE HAS THE BLUE DOOR! GET OUTTA THEIR YARD AND GET YOUR BUTT INSIDE!" Brit stood up turning round looking at our red door then smiled at me and said sorry before skipping home.
Space Camp wasn't supposed to be over for three weeks but her dad was coming home from his holiday, Bee says he's been away on holiday travelling the world for six years now, and now he's finished his trip he's coming home. She was really upset about missing space camp because she wants to be a space-lady; I was secretly glad. I didn't want Britney to go to the moon if I couldn't go with her. I'm so glad her dad is coming home because now I get to see her sooner.
Brittany doesn't remember her dad because she was so little when he left but her mom gave her a picture from the wedding, to show her because Bee was worried as she didn't know what he looked like, her mom was very excited. When I was telling my mom all this earlier tonight she was not as happy as I was and started talking about jail, I don't know why though I was too busy thinking about Bee coming home to listen properly. I'm going to throw her a super-special-surprise-sleepover! I hate salt and vinegar twists, a can of skooshy-cream, cookies and "the Lion King" all lined up for the party! We'll dress up and play with Barbies and sing our favourite songs and tell secrets and be best friends!
Time to sleep now diary, night night!
A/N so what do you think? As far as I can tell fourth grade means your nine… I am not from America so if I'm wrong can you let me know…? Please review! Samers xoxo
