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Chapter 1 Part 1

Santana

"I can't do this Santana, this waiting. It's killing me." I looked away ashamed; I was still dating Karofsky. "Just give me some more time, Britt, I'm not ready yet but we can still be together in secret right?"

I went to touch her arm but for once she flinched away. "Don't you see this isn't fair for me? I want to be with you everywhere but you aren't ready for that, and I don't think I can keep waiting for you to be."

"Britt I just need time is all."I pleaded. She stared me down biting her lip and I sighed realizing I might lose her.

There was a silence and then I spoke up. "OK…I'm ready now." I said weakly without thinking.

She flicked her attention back to me, her eyes narrow, "You don't mean that."

I didn't say anything for fear that my tone would convince her even less. She took my silence as confirmation "This is even worse, I can't even trust you."

I looked at her incredulously.

"I just said I'm ready..." I repeated slowly. She looked away, realization on her face.

Turning back she had tears rolling down. "You're lying. I can't trust you."

She ran her hands through her hair. "San… I can't trust you." She repeated as though it didn't hurt me the first time. I felt tears in my eyes. "Brittany…" I started my throat tightening up.

"I...I need to think." She whispered taking a step closer to me. "I love you but I don't know if I can be here right now." She squeezed her fists closer to her backpack straps and strode past me.

I groaned following her body with my head watching her body drift away. People began to file out of their classrooms as the bell rang, three times.

"And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong…" I mumbled slowly my head resting against my locker door. "You... been putting up with my shit just way too long…"

I glanced down at my shirt. "I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most..." I gazed at her weave in and out of the students down the hall.

"-So I think it's time for us to have a toast." I stood up wiping my eyes. "Let's have a toast for the douche bags," I sang walking in her direction. "Let's have a toast for the assholes,"

I threw my arms up, "Let's have a toast for the scumbags…"

Pointing to myself, "Every one of them that I know."

"Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs!" I muttered. "That'll never take work off."

"Baby, I got a plan, Runaway fast as you can..." I murmured in her direction, though I knew she couldn't hear me.

"She find pictures in my email," I said running my hands down my sides."I sent this girl a picture of my hey!" I sighed following her."I don't know what it is with females,"

And as I saw my reflection I admitted, "But I'm not too good at that hey!"

"See, I could have me a good girl," I continued staring at myself. "And still be addicted to them hood rats." I shrugged, looking at the floor. "And I just blame everything on you; at least you know that's what I'm good at." I exhaled clutching my chest.

"And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong," I turned a corner and saw her talking to some cheerleaders.

"You been putting up with my shit just way too long…" I moaned waving my hand, pointing at her.

"I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most…" she hugged one of them and ambled away. "So I think it's time for us to have a toast." I whined walking further into the school.

"Let's have a toast for the douche bags! Let's have a toast for the assholes," My voice vibrating against the walls. "Let's have a toast for the scumbags, every one of them that I know," I sang as I raised my arms and opened the doors before me.

"Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs, that'll never take work off," I cried walking in and down the center aisle."Baby, I got a plan," She was in here with the rest of her theater class.

"Runaway fast as you can."

I walked the steps up to the stage. "Runaway. From me, baby!" I whimpered looking out into the class."Runaway,"

My legs swaying with the beat, "Runaway from me, baby!" I begged her. "Runaway I'm about to get crazy, then runaway,"

"Baby I got a plan…" She was in deep thought listening to her teacher completely unaware of me.

"Runaway as fast as you can..." I finished quietly never looking away from her.

A/N: Brittana Angst or is this a foreshadow? Tell me what you think. Song is (Runaway / Kanye West) Thanks!