My first Brittana story ever woo. I was inspired by camp rock hence the title name and Brittana is real and endgame bitchez. I was literally motivated by all of the Brittana S6 spoilers right now to do this story to keep my heart alive. Tell me what you think? :)

Note: I don't own glee or any of the characters in the story


Camp Melody

It was a teenage summer that I didn't expect at all.

So my parents sent me off to some kumbaya music camp for the summer for my outstanding behaviour all year, and by outstanding I mean wild and reckless, big whoop. I haven't been to Camp Melody in maybe, I don't know, 7 years? I was 10 last time I came, I think. It was hell of a lot of fun back then but I'm 16 turning 17 now, stuff changes. Partying changes you. It wasn't like I didn't see this coming I knew sooner or later my parents were just going to send me off to camp to 're-evaluate' my life choices. Who knows maybe this Camp actually got quiet better the last couple of years. I watched out the window at the large lake that resided next to Camp Melody and rolled my eyes seeing a couple of other kids my age hesitantly walk into it with cheesy wild smiles. Seriously, how innocent are the people here?

"Don't roll your eyes, Santana. You'll have fun, I promise." my mum smiled beside me

"Mum. Seriously?" I looked at her, jutting my ray bans down so we could somewhat meet eye to eye, "Camp Melody was fun back when I was small and innocent but c'mon you and I both know I'm going to be miserable." I sighed crashing back onto the car seat

"You're being dramatic, Mija. Go make some new friends, do teenager 'age appropriate' stuff, have a blast," she cheered on taking the phone I was texting on out of my hands.

"Hey!"

"No phone for you. I'm giving you the emergency phone just in case. You don't need your phone distracting you and forcing you to become anti-social." She glared at me. I watched with my mouth wide open as she stuffed my iPhone into her purse and handed me the block nokia emergency phone. It looked like something off a 2005 chick flick. A whole summer not being able to text my friends back home? What is this?

Before I knew it a wooden sign with "Camp Melody" carved into it came into view. We turned into it and I was overwhelmed by the amount of families dropping off their kids. I saw a tall goofy looking guy try and get his suitcases out of the back of the car with the help of his dad and somewhere on the other side a cripple being set on his wheel chair. A couple of seconds later a loud uproar of music invaded the Camp. Kids left and right playing their guitars, trumpet, tapping their drumsticks and taking pictures together. I folded my arms.

"I am not getting out of this car." I protested shaking my head. Outside the car I heard a short brunette girl do some really loud vocal runs she sounded pretty good but she almost caused my head to combust. Then realisation hit me. I'm going to be surrounded by these people for the whole summer, which caused me to panic even more. This could not be happening. I was going to be surrounded by a bunch of musical freaks all summer without my phone, what if one of those bear things come chasing at me through the night. My mum shook her own head clearly amused by my attempt at protesting.

"Get out you drama queen and let's go head to the main office and talk to William, we haven't seen each other in ages," she said walking out of the car and towards the direction of the entrance. I grunted in my seat. I had to follow her or else I would look somewhat creepy sitting alone in this car just watching other kids walk passed.

I walked out of the car taking everything in. A lot of these kids looked like they knew each other and were already best buds, hugging one other as if they thought the other died during school year. As I was about to make my way to the entrance a loud honk of a bus or something caused my head to turn. A big yellow school looking bus drove passed me and parked. I remember that bus. I remember watching all the big kids walk out and thinking they were some sort of gods or whatever but obviously I don't think that now. I watched as people my age came walking out. A dude with a Mohawk, an Asian, another Asian, a blonde guy, a rich looking brunette, another blo-

I did a quick double take when I saw one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen walk down the stairs of the yellow bus. Her long legs were just wow. Thankyou to whoever invented denim shorts. Her hair blew freely in the light breeze. I quickly looked away to mentally slap myself when I saw she realised me looking towards her. When I took a chance to glance back she was smiling at me. Why were my cheeks feeling hotter? It was probably just cause eye contact could be pretty weird for me. Yeah, that's it.

"Santana!" I whipped around to the voice and saw an older looking William Sheuster greet me. I remember when I was 10 and he used to give me extra marshmallows when I begged him. He's been running Camp Melody for so many years now you would think he would be sick of all of us and the constant roar of music but it was Will, he was passionate about music and he still kind of looked pretty young to be honest. "I remember when you were about this high," he said gesturing to his hip, "your big, cheeky personality sure did make up for it," he teased. I smiled. I did have a bug soft spot for Will. "Kids grow up so much in a couple of years don't they, Gloria?" he laughed nudging my mum who laughed with him too. I see they're still good friends after many years. Mum used to work as one of the child helpers of Camp, that was why I used to always come here every summer.

"Remember, Santana. Be nice and have fun and don't get into any trouble, ok? I'll have Will here keeping me posted with your shenanigans," my mum said kissing my forehead.

"Sure," I mumbled looking around once more before hugging her one last time.

"I love you!" she called out from the car which I returned much more quieter. I didn't want anyone hearing and making my first impression rep look bad. Once she drove around the corner out of the camp I turned towards Will, carrying my bags.

"So where am I?" I asked talking about where I was staying.

"Cabin 8D," he answered throwing me a map of what looked like the whole campus, "just in case you forgot what this place looked like," he winked. Will was like that fun uncle who bought you heaps of junk food and heaps of dangerous presents. I've known him for a very long time.

"Thanks," I replied before looking at the map to find where this cabin was. This Camp wasn't a small place ok. There were cabins everywhere all settled next to the lake. There was a food court or canteen, or whatever you want to call it, which was found almost just beside the lake and next to the big stage that centred the Camp. I looked up seeing that good ol' stage. There were many kids just hanging around on it. I remember being small and looking up at it as if it was the biggest thing in the world. This whole thing is still a stupid idea no matter how much nostalgia I'm feeling right now I don't want to be in this insect infested place. I'm meant for hot tubs and late night parties not cold showers and late night sing alongs.

After a couple of minutes of walking I finally reached a cabin with 8D carved onto the top of the door. Apparently these doors didn't have key locks so literally anyone could walk in and out. Loud music was still being played all around the camp. No matter how good it did sound I am never going to get used to that. I entered the cabin, finding 2 bunk beds and a single, which was already occupied by 4 sparkly pink bags. I saw there was only the bottom bunk left and threw my suitcase under it whilst proceeding to throw myself onto the bed. I grunted loudly into the pillow. This was going to be a long summer.

"Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn't realise anyone was in here." A voice out of nowhere said causing me to sit up quickly. Before I knew it I had banged my head onto the top bunk.

"Ah, fuck!" I hissed

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," I turned to look who this chick was and I almost tripped when the image of the gorgeous blonde from the bus walked quickly towards me. She was even prettier close up. She was beautiful actually. Her bright blue eyes examined closely at my forehead. She touched it causing me to wince and jerk back. Her face was actually pretty close to mine now that I thought about it.

"You didn't scare me."

She folded her arms in front of her, stepping back and quirking her eyebrow playfully, "Oh really?" she challenged, "You looked pretty scared to me,"

I scoffed.

"I don't get scared easily. It takes way more than that to scare me."

She giggled. My cheeks felt redder again. "Good to know," she smiled, "I'm Brittany." She said sticking her hand out politely.

"Santana Lopez," I replied shaking her hand. As our hands made contact something in the pit of my stomach flipped a little.

"Santana Lopez." She repeated as if she was testing it out, "that's a pretty name," she beamed. Even her just saying my name sounded beautiful. There was something special about this girl. I feel like we're going to be great friends. "So are you a newbie here Santana?" she asked walking around the room slowly as if she was examining it. I coughed a little before answering because cracking my voice in front of her is not something I want replaying in my mind.

"I've been here before." I answered. She stopped walking around and turned to face me, her hair whipping around perfectly like some sort of runway model. Damn.

"That's awesome! You're in the same cabin as my friend! We'll be seeing each other a lot then." She beamed. Seeing her a lot? I wasn't complaining what so ever if it meant I got to see this girl. You know if this camp had as hot a people as Brittany here then maybe just maybe I should give it a chance. Maybe. I don't know. She had now walked over to me so we were face to face. She smelt really good. Ok yeah maybe I will give it a chance.