Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. (I wish I did! :])
By: Nikki! :]
Summary: So what is the Blonde's life out of Glee like? Kurtany fans will be pleased, Some Finchel!
Pairings: Brittana, Kurtany, Finchel, Quick, Tartie, Mrittany, Santuck, and Puckleberry.
Setting in Season 2.
Brittany POV
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Episode 1. Wooing Kurt
I walked slowly to Cheerio's practice, holding pinkies with Santana, my bestie. We were starving, due to Coach Sylvester's new miracle diet. We eat one cube of cheese whenever we feel like we would faint. Since Santana was the new head cheerleader, it ment that I would be co-head. I was sipping my vitamin water and watching Mike's butt while he played football, when Coach Sylvester arrived. We were working on this new dance routine that I had learned perfectly. "GET UP YOU LAZY SACKS! YOUR SLOWLY THAN MY GRANDMOTHER!" Coach Sylvester yelled at us. "My grandma's fast." I mumbled to Santana, making her smile. The music came on, and I moved swiftly. I couldn't believe it, it was my best routine, by far. We finished, when Coach yelled, "YOU THINK THIS IS HARD? TRY DRIVING 5O,OOO MILES TO AN AUCTION AND BEING TOLD IT WAS CANCELED, THAT'S HARD!" I sighed and stretched. We were working on our cheer routine next, it was my favorite since I was a flyer. Santana came over and whispered, "Glee Practice is next, let's walk together." Glee Practice was awesome, even though I didn't get solos. I loved seeing Kurt and Mike. I loved making out with Kurt that time, his lips were so soft. And I loved when he called me "Boo." I had no idea what it ment but it sounded cool. I looked up to the stands, I noticed Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman talking. "Santana!" I called, and motioned her to see. Santana glared at Quinn, In case you didn't know, Santana loved Puck. I raised an eyebrow at her and she smiled evily. This ment war.
Santana and I walked to Glee together, holding pinkies. Santana and I technically aren't dating, but we do secretly make out and do it. No we aren't lesbians we just think it's right since we're that close. was going to announce our assignments for this week. I was hoping it'd be like Lady GaGa or something like that. But I later found out it'd the Beatles. I was looking at Kurt who was smiling at Mercedes. Sadly, it was a partners assignment. Not that I didn't want to be with Santana but she usually tried to control the project. Santana got totally pissed off when I told her I wanted to expand my partnership. So I searched again. Mercedes and Tina. Artie and Finn. Rachel and Nobody. Quinn and Santana. Puck and Nobody. The only people open were Me, Kurt, Puck, and Rachel. So I asked Kurt, while smiling and batting my eyes. Kurt looked like he was fake smiling, but he said okay anyway. The bell rang and I stayed smiling at Kurt. He stopped smiling and raised an eyebrow. "So would you like to come to my house tonight to practice?" He asked. I just nodded. Then, he walked away. Santana was staring at me, and we walked out together. "You know it's impossible to date Kurt right?" Santana whispered. "He's gay." I know." I said. Santana rolled her eyes. "So there's a dance in three weeks, you going?" I nodded. "So your date is Mike right?" Santana asked. "I guess, I bet Kurt's gonna date Matt!" I said, unlinking our pinkies. Santana rolled her eyes once again, and it started to annoy me. "I'll see you later." I said, walking down the hall. It was 4:OO P.M. I decided to go fix my makeup, so I walked into the Girls' bathroom. I started to put on eye liner. I heard faint sounds of crying. I opened a stall and saw Rachel. "You know, your not suppost to cry in here." I mumbled. Rachel rubbed her eyes. "S-Sorry." She mumbled, and her voice was really shaky. "Well what's wrong?" I asked, "Since I'm already here." Rachel blinked firmly, and mumbled, "I cheated on Finn today." I stared at her long. "With who?" She sighed, "Pu-I mean Noah." I stared, "Santana's going to kill you if she finds out." Rachel frowned and looked down, "Yes, I know. So would Finn." "I'm going to tell Santana to go low on you, she got totally pissed off when she saw Quinn and Puck together. And since your upset, she won't bother you." I said. Rachel smiled weakly and mumbled, "Thank you." I nodded and walked out wonderingwhat Rachel did with Puck. I texted Santana then: "Hey San, Go easy on Rachel k? She cheated on her bf today with yours. Dn't say a word k?" And pressed send. Then I realized Kurt and I were working on our project at his house. I ran to my car and turned the key.
I went home and looked at myself in the mirror. I wondered where my mother was, then did my hair differently and put on some normal clothing. I smiled at myself in the mirror. I smiled at myself. My phone buzzed, giving me a heart attack. Santana texted back, "Wtf is with girls? I'm so going to yell at Puck. He's comin over tonight. ~San" I smiled and mumbled, "I'm sure nothing is wrong with girls, Santana." I looked at the clock which read 5:24 P.M. I quickly got into my car and drove to Kurt's house. I got out of my car and knocked. I had a straight face. Burt opened the door. "Hello." He said.
"Hi." I said, staring at him.
He stared back.
Kurt approached from the back. "Hello Brittany."
"Hi Kurt." I said.
"I got this, Dad." Kurt whispered.
Burt walked away slowly.
I stared at him smiling, a bit.
"Shall we go and practice?" He asked.
I nodded.
"You nod a lot." He said.
"Yes." I said staring at his blue eyes.
Kurt closed the door, and we walked downstairs to his bedroom.
Finn was doing his homework on his bed. He smiled and looked up at me. I waved and sat down.
"Any ideas?" Kurt asked.
"We could do a McDonalds song?" I said.
"Um, Brittany?" He said.
"Yeah?"
"We have to do a song by The Beatles." He said.
"Oh, Right!" I said.
Kurt closed his eyes and smiled. "What about Here Comes The Sun?"
I smiled. "Okay."
Kurt smiled. "Shall we practice?"
"Um. Okay." I said, putting my hand on his.
He didn't pull away, but he fake~smiled.
We started to practice after Finn left.
Here Comes The Sun,
(Du, Du, Du, Du)
And I say, It's alright.
Kurt smiled. "Your sound really good."
"You sounded better." I flirted.
"Thanks." He said, blushing,
I wondered if he was still gay at that moment.
I leaned in for kiss to see if he'd lean. He did, and we kissed.
"So are we dating?" I asked.
Kurt frowned. "I'm Sorry."
"What? Why?" I said, my voice faltering.
"I can't really like you in that way, Boo." Kurt admitted.
"But. I really thought you did." I said. I was trying not to cry.
"I'm Sorry, Brittany. Can we still do the duet?" He asked.
"Sure. Whatever." I said, leaving. I walked out to the car, and it was raining. It was rare when rain fell in Lima.
The Words Lingered in my head,
Here comes the sun Little darling Here comes the sun Little darling
(Du, Du, Du, Du)
Here comes the sun
And I say
Its alright
Its been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling
It seems like years since its been here
Here comes the sun
And I say
Its alright
The smiles returning to the faces
Little darling
It seems like years since its been here.
What made Kurt so special to me? I don't get it. Maybe it was his lips tasting like cherries? The fact that they were soft? I sighed, and read a missed text from Santana. "Britt, Puck and Rachel made out. I totally hate that Rachel bitch," The text read. I sighed as I listened to Ryan Secrest's Top 2O. Cooler Than Me, was on. I decided to pull over and reply, "I am pissed at Kurt Hummel." I sighed and clicked send. I started to drive again listening to my thoughts.
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