A/N: This has been bouncing around my brain for a bit now. It takes place during Season two. This is my twist on the story. This is a Brittana story. Italics are the character's thoughts. I do not own Glee or any of the songs that will be mentioned in this story. Sorry if there's any grammar or other mistakes. If a story like this already exists, I will remove it. Let me know if you guys like it. Please be kind if you review.

Rachel screams "Who wants to play spin the bottle?"

The group woops in excitement sitting in a circle. Sam spins the bottle landing on Brittany. Brittany cringes Gross.

Santana spits "You know what a reminder I owns that guppy mouth. Those trouty Aerosmith lips belong to me."

Brittany rolls her eyes Why can't you tell the truth Santana. You don't want him kissing me because it's me you want. Sam and Brittany lean forward kissing intensely.

Santana separates them "You know what this is not? Hey honeys. It's not a Big Red commercial. No me gusta."

Brittany stands up walking to Santana "Hey. Sorry for kissing Sam. I only did it because of the game. If it makes you feel better, I didn't like it at all."

Santana shrugs "It's okay Britt. It does make me feel better."

Brittany leans into Santana whispering "I like your kisses way better." Santana looks down shyly snorting softly. Brittany whispers "I can see your blush San." Santana bumps Brittany "Stop. You're going to make it so everybody else can see it."

Artie calls "Babe come here."

Brittany groans Why did I agree to this stupid charade? Brittany sits on Artie's lap feigning happiness.

When Artie tries for the third time to get Brittany to find a room she jumps off his lap "Stop asking Artie. I don't want to have sex with you. I will be in a relationship with someone who cannot accept no for an answer. We are done."

Artie rolls towards Brittany "Jeez woman relax I just want some action. You've given everybody else some why can't I get some."

Brittany steps back "You're a jerk Artie. I can't believe I was starting to like you. Just stay away from me."

Artie goes to follow Brittany but Puck steps in his way "No way man. I won't let you talk to Brittany like that. Back off bro."

Artie shrugs "Whatever it's her loss" wheeling for another drink.

Santana follows Brittany "Are you okay Britt-Britt?"

Brittany nods "Yeah I'm actually kind of glad it's over. I like someone else way more."

Kurt interrupts "Hey Britt, I can take you home if you want. I haven't been drinking."

Brittany furrows her brow Oh right. They think I have been drinking.

Brittany asks "Are you sure? I mean Rachel's all over Blaine right now. I know you like him."

Kurt nods "Yeah I'm sure. I'll drop you off at home then come back."

Santana steps forward "You can stay at my house Britt my parents aren't home tonight. This party is kind of lame anyway."

Kurt asks "What about Sam?"

Santana shrugs "He can find his way home. Britts needs me right now."

Kurt nods "Okay. Let me just tell Blaine I'll be right back."

When Kurt comes back Santana and Brittany follow him to his car. Once at Santana's house Brittany lifts a passed out Santana out of the backseat.

Kurt watches "Do you need any help?"

Brittany shakes her head "No thanks I got it. Thanks for the ride Kurt you're awesome."

Kurt smiles "You're welcome Brittany. Have a good night."

Brittany returns the smile "You too."

Brittany carries Santana to the front door gently putting her legs down to dig the keys out of her short pocket. Once the door is unlocked Brittany steps in holding Santana to her side to turn off the alarm. Closing and locking the door Brittany reactivates the alarm then lifts Santana up carrying her to her room.

The next morning at Rachel's house Rachel wakes up on the basement couch on top of Artie.

Rachel jolts up "What happened? Oh my. I hope we didn't do anything."

Artie groans "Go back to sleep Rachel."

Rachel stands up "Where are my clothes? Oh my head hurts."

Artie waves his hand "Rachel be quiet you're being too loud. You're supposed to sleep off a hangover, so sleep."

Rachel looks at Artie "You're not wearing any pants. Why aren't you wearing pants?"

Artie looks at her "You ripped them off me last night. Finn was right you are a needy drunk. Boy did you need me last night. Thank you. That was quite the night you showed me. So glad I only said Brittany and I slept together. You were definitely better then I imagined my first time to be."

Rachel's eyes widen "Oh my Barbara. What have I done? This is not how I wanted to lose it. I wanted to remember it. I don't remember a thing."

Artie smirks "I could remind you if you want. It might be better this time."

Rachel shakes her head "No. Put your pants back on."

Artie points in the direction of his pants "They're somewhere over there. Can you get them for me? Please."

Rachel hands Artie his pants "Here."

Artie looks at her "I'm going to need some help."

Rachel sighs helping Artie into his pants "Do you need to call your parents?"

Artie shakes his head "I've got it covered thanks."

Rachel hears the door bell "I'm going to get that. I'll be back" running to get the door before Artie can answer.

Rachel swings the door open "Hey Jewish princess how are you doing?"

Rachel shrieks "You're who he called."

Puck shakes his head "Nope. I told him I'd pick him up in the morning. You were very enthusiastic with him last night. I guess I'm a little late since it's three in the afternoon."

Rachel steps aside "He's still in the basement. Please don't tell anybody. Please."

Puck walks past Rachel "Whatever you say Rachel. I can't promise Artie will be quite. When it's good you can't help but talk about it. From what I heard before I left it was better then good."

Rachel groans putting her head in her hands.

When Artie is upstairs Rachel begs "Please don't tell anybody Artie."

Artie hisses "Sorry I already told Mike. He called to see if I got home alright. I told him I didn't get home last night I was busy with you. When it's good you can't keep quiet. You were great."

Rachel lets out a soft whine running to her room.

Brittany cringes at the taste of Artie's Bloody Mary Ugh. That stuff is nasty. Brittany rolls her eyes watching the people fumble through Blame It The effects of alcohol everybody. When Mr Shue commends the students for their acting Brittany rolls her eyes Seriously Schue. How could you be so clueless?

Holding Santana as she cried Brittany whispers softly "It's okay. I've got you. You really need to stop drinking sweetie."

Santana holds Brittany tighter sobbing loudly.

Brittany rolls her eyes when Rachel recommends alcohol to calm everybody's nerves Drinking is not the answer people. Brittany takes the cup Rachel offers not wanting to be the odd one out taking a sip Ugh. How could people drink this stuff?

Santana flinches "Ugh tastes like cough syrup."

Rachel adds "There's also cough syrup."

Quinn knocks the cup out of Brittany's hand "How much did you drink?"

Brittany pouts "Not that much."

Quinn puts her hands on Brittany's shoulder "Hopefully not enough."

Brittany starts to feel queasy Oh no.

After throwing up Brittany states "Everybody drink responsibly" before collapsing on the stage.

Quinn rushes to her side "Brittany." Looking up Quinn shouts "She's not breathing. Somebody call 911."

At the hospital the doctor asks "Has she taken anything?"

Rachel looks down "I gave her a shot of an alcoholic concoction it had brandy, vermouth, port wine, scotch, a little bit of cool aide and some cough syrup. She only had a sip though."

The doctor looks at Brittany's chart "There wasn't enough alcohol to do this. What kind of cough syrup was it?"

Rachel furrows her brow "I don't know. Extra Strength Benylin I think."

The doctor frowns "Brittany can only have certain cough medicines Benylin is not one of them. The alcohol masked the effect of the cough syrup for a short time allowing her to get through your performance. Thankfully she expelled most of it."

The group sighs in relief.

Brittany wakes up with a groan her mom gasping "You're awake. There was Benylin in that drink."

Brittany looks at her fingers "Sorry mom. I didn't drink much I swear. I know you don't like alcohol. I shouldn't have succumb to the peer pressure. I'm smarter then that."

Brittany's mom puts her hand on her shoulder "It's okay sweetheart. You don't have to beat yourself up. I know you're sorry. I'm just glad you are okay."

Brittany looks up "Dad isn't mad, is he? I didn't disappoint him did I?"

Brittany's mom laughs "You could never disappoint him Brittany. Your dad loves you. It helps that the doctors took every test they could to prove you have not been under the influence at all in the past week."

Brittany wiggles "Yes. A test I passed without studying my butt off."

Brittany's mom puffs "Speaking of tests the school is ecstatic you have been out for a few days. They finally get a break from you incessant grovelling for more work. You are so far ahead of the class you could take three weeks off."

Brittany looks around "Mom lower your voice I don't want people to know."

The doctor walks in "Ah Whitney you are here. Brittany's vitals are normal. The cough medicine is completely out of her system. She should be released within the next few hours. There's a few things I need you to sign before Brittany can be released."

Whitney stands up "I'll be back in a bit sweetheart get some rest okay."

Brittany yawns her eyes drooping "Okay. I'll see you in a bit."

Santana bumps into Whitney on the way in to see Brittany "Oh Mrs Pierce hows Brittany? Can I go see her?"

Whitney looks at the door "I'm sorry sweetheart Brittany needs her sleep. She is doing good. I need to sign some papers before she's released."

Santana frowns "Okay Mrs Pierce. I'll see Brittany later."

When Whitney is out of sight Santana sneaks into Brittany's room tiptoeing to the side of the bed.

Whitney returns spotting Santana asleep in the chair beside Brittany shaking head she whispers "Why do I try to separate them?"

Brittany mumbles "Your attempts are useless. When Santana's worried about me you can't stop her from seeing me."

Whitney smiles "I'm glad you have someone to look out for you."

Brittany looks at Santana a half smile on her face.

Brittany's relaxing watching TV when her dad walks into the house her little sister jumps on him "Daddy."

Bryan spins her around "Hey little one. How are you?"

Haylee squeals excitedly "I'm good. Come look at what I drew today. It's on the fridge."

Bryan allows his youngest daughter to pull him along.

When they get to the fridge Haylee points at a picture "It's this one right here."

Bryan looks at it "Oh wow honey that's beautiful."

Haylee smiles bouncing happily "I'm glad you like it. I made it just for you."

Bryan smiles "Thank you sweetheart."

Whitney pats Haylee's head "It's time for bed sweetheart."

Haylee whines "Okay." Perking up Haylee asks "Can Britty put me to bed? Is she well enough?"

Brittany walks in "I'm fine Haylee. Lets go. Hi daddy."

Bryan waves his arm beckoning Brittany to him.

Brittany rushes to him hugging him tightly "I'm okay daddy I promise."

Bryan kisses the top of Brittany's head "I'm so glad baby girl. When your done putting your sister to sleep we need to talk okay."

Brittany nods into his chest "Okay pop. I'll be right back. Let's go Haylee bed time."

Haylee jumps into Brittany's arms "Carry me please."

Brittany hoists her up "You're lucky you're light kiddo. Actually you are to light for eight you should start eating more I shouldn't be able to carry you."

Haylee snuggles into the crook of her sister's neck "Okay Britty."

Brittany comes back downstairs "Mom, dad where are you?"

Whitney answers "The living room sweetheart."

Brittany walks into the living room to the sight of her mom crying "Mom what's wrong?"

Bryan looks up at Brittany continuing to rub his wife's back "Brittany sit down honey."

Brittany sits down gulping This could be bad. Really, really bad.

Bryan takes a deep breath "Brittany it's your grandma she's . . . "

Brittany's ears start ringing blocking her father's voice. With her moms crying and her dads eyes shining with unshed tears she's able to figure it out. Grandma Susan is dead. Tears start to fall from Brittany's eyes as she crawls into her dad's lap both parents holding her tightly.

Bryan whispers "I was so scared when your mother told me you were in the hospital. I thought I was going to lose you too. When your mother told me you were going to be okay I was so relieved."

Brittany chokes out an "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you dad."

Bryan squeezes Brittany tighter "It's okay Brittany. I'm so glad you're okay. No more cough syrup okay. Stick with the natural remedies we found okay."

Brittany nods her tears soaking her father's shirt.

The next day Brittany arrives early heading straight to the auditorium she needed to clear her mind. Brittany was glad to see that she could plug her music into the radio at the side of the stage. Turning on Dancing With Tears In My Eyes Brittany starts to twirl and jump releasing all of her anger and stress into every move she made. Tears flow down her cheeks as she starts to aggressively emphasize her spins, jumps, and kicks. Brittany even pounds the ground a few times ignoring the pain shooting up her fists.

Sue hears the music blaring and storms into the auditorium to yell at whoever was in there. Stopping she takes in Brittany's appearance and the song that's playing. When the song starts playing a fourth time Sue walks up turning it off.

Brittany shouts "Hey!" Turning around to see her old coach "Oh. Sorry coach. I just needed to blow off some steam."

Sue tilts her head "I'll say. What's going on Brittany?"

Brittany wipes her tears on her sleeve "My grandma died yesterday. I thought this was better than turning on someone. I think I'm going to quit glee club. Before you say anything I'm not rejoining the Cheerios. I just want to be alone right now."

Sue frowns "As much as it pains me to say this Brittany. I don't think you should quit glee club. You can use that as your outlet."

Brittany shakes her head "No. I'm not going to pander to their ideas. I want to do my own thing and I know there's a few people that will not like that at all. If it's alright with you I'd like to keep doing this. Working my stuff out through dance, that's all I can handle right now. Please."

Sue nods "Alright but I want you to come and get me when you do. I don't want you to hurt yourself. I know I can be kind of a bitch sometimes but I will not let you hurt yourself. If you need anything you come find me okay."

Brittany bounces from foot to foot staring at Sue "Okay."

Sue comforts "It'll be okay Brittany. Tell Santana and Quinn they will be there for you too. Don't isolate yourself okay."

Brittany nods "Okay coach. Thank you."

Sue purses her lips "You're welcome. Now go shower you're stench is making my stomach roll."

Brittany takes her music player rushing to the showers to change.

Brittany plays with the paper in her hands debating whether to make her announcement now. Taking a deep breath Brittany raises her hand "Um Mr Schue I'd like to say something."

Will looks at Brittany "What is it Brittany?"

Brittany gets up from her seat walking to the centre of the room "I am quitting glee club."

The room erupts in a chorus of "What?"

Mr Schue silences the room "Why are you quitting Brittany? We're so close to Regionals."

Rachel shrieks "You can't leave. Is this because Artie and I had sex. It meant nothing Brittany. We were drunk."

Brittany scowls at Rachel "I don't care that you popped cherries with Artie. We broke up. Actually the only reason we got together was because Artie wanted to get Tina jealous. We never did anything. Ever. When it didn't work the first time Artie ended it because he wanted to lick his wounds by himself. News got around that Tina and Mike were having trouble so Artie asked if we could try to get Tina jealous again. Sorry Asian connection I know now that it was wrong to conspire against you. I never liked Artie like that. No offence Artie. If you want him you can have him. Despite what you believe Rachel the world does not evolve around you. I am done with this club. I was only in it to dance but dancing circles around all of you isn't fun anymore. Goodbye."

Brittany spins on her heels exiting the room Santana, Quinn and Rachel hot on her heels.

Rachel blows past Santana and Quinn "How could you be so selfish? Regionals is two weeks away and you're quitting."

Brittany keeps walking "Leave me alone Rachel."

Rachel continues barking "No. Not until you give me an explanation."

Brittany scoffs "I don't need to give you anything. Stop talking and leave me alone."

Rachel doesn't let up "We could lose because of you. Are you okay with that?"

Brittany quips "I'm pretty sure you're going to lose because you don't have a set list. You need twelve people to qualify you have twelve people. My leaving is not going to hurt your stupid competition. Stop your yapping and leave me alone. Please."

Rachel huffs "No we don't. When you quit we dropped to eleven. Don't you know how to count?"

Brittany spins around swinging her fist skimming Rachel's nose and hitting the locker beside her.

A males stern "Brittany" rings through the hall.

Brittany storms past Rachel, Santana, Quinn and Schue until she gets to Figgins' office.

Swinging the door open and locking it behind her Brittany asks the startled principal "May I use your phone?"

Figgins looks at the door where Sue is pushing past Rachel, Schue, Santana and Quinn to get to the front on the group "Ugh, yes."

Brittany picks up the phone dialling her home phone number.

When her mom answers Brittany greets "Hi mom. I'm in the principals office. I know you're probably busy dealing with current events but I think it would best if you came to the school for further discussion."

Brittany's mom replies "Okay. Should I bring your father?"

Brittany looks at Figgins "I am here for doing something wrong. Will you need both of my parents here or is one good?" Figgins looks between Brittany and the door a few time not answering. Brittany answers "Mr Figgins isn't answering. I would just in case he is needed."

The woman responds "Alright. We will be there shortly."

Ten minutes later Brittany's parents walk in "Excuse me I need to get into that office."

The group standing in front of the door part. Brittany unlocks the door letting her parents and Sue who slipped in before Brittany could close the door.

Brittany pulls out a recording device explaining "I have quit the glee club. I have on this recorder the conversation that took place during and after I quit. Mr Schue is standing at the door because I punched a locker trying to get Rachel Berry to leave me alone. I am aware that violence is not the answer in any situation but I was left no choice. The other options of telling the person to leave you alone did not work, nor did walking away. I couldn't duck into the washroom because the person I was trying to avoid could also go in there. During the swing I brushed Rachel's nose with my knuckle. Would you like to hear the recording now?"

Figgins stares mouth agape trying to absorb this information.

Brittany's father replies "I would like to hear what is on the recording. Please play it Brittany."

Brittany looks at Figgins "Can I play the recording for you Mr Figgins?"

Figgins snaps out of his trance "Sorry Miss Pierce. Yes play the recording."

Brittany presses play listening as the room is made aware of what went down.

When the recording ends Mr Pierce leans forward "Before we discuss what happens to Brittany I would like to know what is going to happen with the other girl on this tape. Will she be meeting the same fate my daughter will?"

Mrs Pierce adds "Yes it sounds to me like that girl was harassing my Brittany. Will she be disciplined?"

Figgins looks at the door where Schue, Rachel and Santana are standing "Before I answer that should we see if the locker was damaged in any way? That may lessen Brittany's punishment."

The four adults follow Brittany to the locker examining it for any damage when Brittany points to it.

Sue concludes "Brittany will not be punished for damaging school property as there is none to this locker."

Figgins nods in agreement.

Mr Pierce looks at Brittany's hand "Can we stop and get something for my daughters hand it is swelling up."

The group looks at Brittany's hand Sue suggesting "You can take Brittany to get her hand looked at. We will discuss this matter when Brittany has been looked after."

The Pierces look at Principal Figgins for his input "Yes that will be okay. We can continue this conversation tomorrow."

Mrs Pierce nods "Thank you. We will call tomorrow to see what time is best."

Placing her hand on Brittany's shoulder Mrs Pierce guides her daughter to the exit.