Hello everyone I'm back with another big story! This is a prequel to I Can't Live Without You and I would like to thank NayaRiveraSeiMia for giving me the idea.
Most of the chapters are based on the Flashbacks in I Can't Live Without You so there are a few big time jumps in between some of the chapters. I didn't use all the Flashbacks, but I have used a majority of them. I have added to either the beginning, end or both of the Flashbacks used.
I'm still working on this story so I'm going to try and post every week, but don't hold me to that.
Love of Her Life
Santana's beyond nervous about her first day of high school. The only calming thing is at least she'll have Brett there with her.
"Santana! Hurry up or you'll miss the bus!" Maria shouts up at her daughter.
"Coming!" Santana shouts down.
She rushes down the stairs giving her mom a soft smile when she reaches the bottom.
"Have a good day honey and call if you're going to go over to Brett's house after school." Maria reminds her daughter.
"I will mother,"
When she reaches the bus stop she sighs and straightens out. She flattens her Cheerio skirt for the seventh time since arriving at the bus stop. She's nervous for Brett to see her in her new Cheerio uniform. They haven't seen each other all summer as Brett had gone to some dance camp for two months, then she had Cheerio camp slash tryouts (even though she knew she was on the team no matter what) and instead of going like he normally would have Brett had gone to football camp. So this would be the first time since two days after school let out that she's seeing him. She's hoping that she looks hot in her new uniform and maybe Brett will finally ask her out. She can only deflect Puck and the rest of the male population for so long.
"Hey San," a deep gruff voice says from behind her lightly touching her arm.
"Let-" Santana starts as she turns, but lost the ability to speak when she sees Brett standing in front of her.
This wasn't the Brett that she saw three months ago. He was only three inches taller than her and defiantly didn't have that deep of a voice. Standing imposingly in front of her is her best friend all six foot something of him with the same mop of dirty blonde hair on his head that he had before. He seems like the same Brett and yet he is so different at the same time. He has blonde stubble that makes him seem older than fifteen along with a much more muscular frame that has replaced the skinny one he use to have.
"Brett?" Santana asks finding it hard to believe that this truly is him.
"San," Brett says a huge smile on his face as he picks her up in a bear hug, spinning her around.
Her stomach does flips as she's hugged against his muscular body.
"Oh my god Brett," Santana gasps not knowing what to say. "You're so handsome."
"And you ma' lady are beautiful, even more beautiful than when I last saw you." Brett says setting her down.
Santana blushes turning her head away so he won't see.
"Do you want to walk?" Brett asks looking down at her wondering why she's looking away.
"Sure," Santana shyly says still trying to hide her blush still.
"I'll take your bag." Brett offers as they head down the street.
"Thanks," Santana quietly says glancing over at him.
She shyly smiles at him when she sees him smiling at him.
Brett can't take his eyes off of Santana. She's even more beautiful now than the last time he saw her. Shit, he thinks he doesn't stand a chance with her even now. The Cheerio uniform accents her body perfectly showing off her legs and her breasts. He really needs to thank his mom for these uniforms.
"So how was dance camp?" Santana asks looking straight ahead so she doesn't start blushing.
"Good, a few scouts from different schools and choreographers were there." Brett says shrugging.
"And?" Santana asks looking up hopeful.
"They were impressed and say I stand a good chance to get a scholarship when I graduate if I want." Brett gushes smiling as Santana squeals and jumps in his arms.
"That's so cool B!"
"What about you how was your summer?" Brett asks still holding Santana.
"Boring, I missed you." Santana says loving being in Brett's arms.
"I missed you too," Brett whispers putting her down.
They walk in silence for a few blocks.
"So how was camp with my mom?" Brett asks.
"Hard, your mom really pushed us. I made varsity though." Santana says smiling.
"That's amazing San," Brett shouts wrapping his arm around her and pulling him into his body.
"Yeah, there's only one other freshman that made varsity some new girl named Quinn." Santana quietly says carefully snuggling into him.
Brett smiles as he looks down at her snuggled into him. This is something he could get used to.
"I'm super proud of you San. I know you worked very hard and my mom doesn't place freshman on varsity unless they're really good." Brett says causing Santana's smile to grow.
"Thanks," Santana shyly says blushing. "Oh how was football camp?" she asks.
"Great I'm the starting quarterback." Brett says puffing out his chest.
"Really?" Santana asks hopeful.
"Yep, you'll be cheering at my games." Brett says.
The rest of the walk they chat about everything that they've missed.
"Santana!" Puck shouts running up. "Oh hi Brett."
Puck puts his arm around Santana's, missing the jealous look that flashes over Brett's face.
"Hey Brett looking good," some girl he went to school with last year says.
"Thanks,"
Santana doesn't like the group of girls around Brett flirting with him and touching him. She dislodges herself from Puck's grip and rushes towards Brett.
"Hey Santana, who's that guy?" Quinn asks nodding towards Brett.
"That's my friend Brett." Santana says glaring at her.
"That's your friend; you never said he was super-hot." Quinn says sauntering towards him swaying her hips.
Santana growls and pulls Quinn back.
"Stay away from him." Santana menacingly says glaring at Quinn.
"Whoa," Quinn gasps not knowing what's going on.
Brett has been watching Santana and Quinn and doesn't get why Santana is being so mean.
"He's my Brett," Santana growls walking up to Brett and pulling him into a deep kiss.
Brett is frozen from the moment that Santana's lips hits his. His brain is in overload and he can't think of anything, but how soft her lips are.
"Sorry," Santana whispers pulling away thinking that she just made the biggest mistake of her life and he'll no longer want to be her best friend.
Brett shakes his head. "Wait, San. Will you go out with me on Friday night?" he asks.
"Yes!" Santana shouts jumping in his arms.
Brett laughs, spinning them around happier than he's ever been, kissing her face all over. He places her gently back on the ground.
"It sure took you long enough to ask me out." Santana says snuggling into his side.
"Yeah well I didn't think I stood a chance with you." Brett softly says.
"You did," Santana says as they walk into the building. "But I'm glad that you did."
Santana's all smiles as they walk into the high school for the first time. She knows that everyone is jealous about the fact that she's snuggled into the side of the hottest guy in school. They've been best friends since the day that Puckerman made fun of Brett and Santana punched him in the nose. They were six and since that day they've been best friends.
"So what's your first class?" Brett asks as he navigates them to their lockers.
"I have Spanish, god are these people idiots. I can already speak Spanish fluently. I'm going to have them change my classes." Santana rants throwing her backpack into her locker.
"Oh, I have Spanish too." Brett softly says.
"Really? Well I can stay in Spanish with you." Santana says snuggling back into him.
"You don't have to." Brett says not wanting to hold her back from doing something she really wants.
"I want to." Santana softly says.
"Okay," Brett says knowing he won't win a fight with her anyway.
"Give me your schedule I want to see if we have any other classes together." Santana says snatches it out of his hand. "Damn the only other class we have is PE fourth period."
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"So you never told me that you were dating anyone, especially someone so hot." Quinn says pushing Santana lightly as they head towards the cafeteria.
"Yeah well we kind of just started dating." Santana says blushing.
"Oh well that would explain why you acted slightly crazy earlier." Quinn softly says.
"Hey," Santana grumbles.
"What you shouted at me for nothing than jumped the poor boy." Quinn says smirking.
"Well you were-"
Santana's cut off when someone wraps their arms around her waist and lifts her off the ground. Quinn's laughing her ass off as Santana screeches and tried to get free.
"Relax babe," Brett breaths in her ear.
"God Brett you scared the shit out of me." Santana gasps wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Sorry babe," Brett says pouting as he lifts her higher up to get a better grip.
"It's fine, I just have to get used to you being a big, strong man now." Santana whispers kissing him.
"Go sit with the other Cheerios I'll bring your food." Brett says placing her back on the ground.
"You're so lucky." Quinn grumbles heading towards the food line.
Santana smirks as she heads for the Cheerio table. She really does have the best boyfriend. It feels good for her to finally be able to say that.
"Frosh you can sit across from Emily." the senior captain Peyton says.
"So Frosh this is where we sit every-"
Emily trails off as Brett approaches the table with two trays followed by Quinn who sides next to a Cheerio at the end of the table.
"I didn't know wither you'd want a salad, hamburger or slice of pizza so I got all three." Brett rambles sliding the trays down before squeezing himself next to Santana.
"I think I'll have the salad. Thanks B." Santana softly says kissing him on the cheek.
"No problem," Brett says smiling as Santana grabs the can of coke off his tray and a few fries. "Hello all," he says finally notices all the Cheerios staring at him.
"Um…Brett?" Peyton asks frowning.
"Yep, I finally had my growth spurt." Brett says smiling as he wraps his arm around Santana.
"He's the starting quarterback and my boyfriend." Santana says possessively as she snuggles into him.
"Normally the football players sit over at their table." Emily says pointing across the cafeteria.
"Well I want him to sit next to me." Santana says.
Peyton closes her eyes, but smiles. "I think it will be fine if Brett sits with us."
"Cool," Brett says between bites of pizza.
He's shoveling food in his mouth causing all the Cheerios to stare at him.
"Slow down B, I don't want you choking before you take me out on a date." Santana says taking a bite of her salad.
"Sorry," Brett says through a full mouth of food.
"Remember everyone we have a two hour practice at three. Don't be late." Peyton reminds them all as some of the Cheerios are leaving.
"I get out of football practice at five-thirty if you want to wait I'll walk you home." Brett says taking the now empty trays as they both get up.
"Sure maybe we can do our homework together." Santana says knowing if they don't do it together then he won't do it at all.
"That sounds good," Brett says wondering what they should do with their free fifteen minutes before they have to change for gym.
"So we have some free time and I want to get my mack on." Santana says pulling his head down so she can kiss him.
Brett just smiles into the kiss as he lifts her up.
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"Hey babe," Brett says wiping his sweaty bangs out of his eyes.
"You look really hot telling everyone what to do." Santana says wrapping her arms around his waist.
She doesn't even care that he's really sweaty as he's just so amazing and all hers.
"So babe, I've got to take a shower, but after that we can head to your house." Brett says glad that his girlfriend seems happy.
"Go shower, I'll be waiting here." Santana says pushing him towards the locker room.
Santana sits against the wall next to the locker room as she waits for him to finish. She had been shocked when the Cheerios practice had finished before the football practice until Peyton told them they had practiced at six am the following morning. She's not looking forward to having to get up early. Hopefully she'll be able to convince her boyfriend to get up early too. Is he her boyfriend though. She doesn't want to assume, but they are dating or will be after they go on their date on Friday. She needs to ask him.
"Ready to go baby?" Brett asks walking over to her and helping her up.
"Yeah," Santana says blushing as he stares at her.
"You look absolutely gorgeous." Brett whispers bending down to kiss her on the cheek.
"Brett," Santana giggles slapping him in the chest.
She looks up into his loving eyes snuggling into his side.
"Are you my boyfriend?" Santana asks. "I mean you asked me out on a date and all, but I don't want to-"
"Relax San, of course I'm your boyfriend and you're my girlfriend." Brett says cutting her off.
"Good,"
The rest of the walk to Santana's house is quiet as they just enjoying each other's company.
"Are you going to tell your parents that we're dating now?" Brett asks slightly scared of her parents.
"Don't worry they'll get over it." Santana says as they walk into her house.