Here's a quick story - it'll be about two chapters, I think. Sorry for any typos. I'm just writing this for the heck of it, but it's good, I promise!

Some of this was inspired from the Kim Possible movie (yes, I still watch that) but also my life and Glee. Isn't the thought of combining KP and Glee weird? I can't see Ron singing. haha :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its characters or anything affliated with it.

She needs to forget, so she does what she always does: walks into her room, turns on a movie, and puts on her headphones. She blocks out the world in an attempt to forget who she is, what she stands for, and, most importantly, who she loves. Because the girl she loves will never love her back in that way.

They've only known each other for two years, but Santana Lopez knows without a doubt that she loves Brittany. What's not to love about Brittany? She's so beautiful and talented... She understands and knows everything about Santana.

Except this.

The worst thing is, Santana is moving in a few weeks and they may never see each other again. She doesn't want to go, but she has no choice. Her dad was hired for a new, prestigious law firm several states away. She begged and cried, but they told her she has to come with them, which means leaving Brittany behind.

She pauses the movie and opens the document on her computer, typing in the password. Once the document has loaded, Santana re-reads what she has written and contemplates. Should she do it? With a sigh, she re-reads the document again. It's not really that well written...

"Dear Brittany,

We've been friends now for four years and it flew by, didn't it? I know you're not expecting to get this from me, but it has to be said. You've always been the best friend I've ever had, even if you never felt the same about me. And that's okay.

You've taught me so much: how to treat everyone kindly; how to laugh, even about nothing; how to be friendly; that it's okay that I don't have anything figured out yet, you understand; that being myself is better than hiding quietly without saying a word; to not care what others think about me and just laugh and have fun; to be thankful; but most importantly... you taught me about something really, really important.

And I was going to say the word right after the '...' but I just couldn't. Because I'm scared. I'm scared that you will never talk to me again and the thought of that makes me want to cry. Brittany, I might as well just tell you. I'm in love with you. And maybe you're shocked, but maybe you're not. I love you because you can make me laugh like no one else, even over something silly. I love you because you are so beautiful, inside and out. I love you because you have such beautiful eyes. I love you because you truly care about others. I love you even when you're annoyed about something.

When I get a text from you, my entire face lights up with a smile and I just feel so good inside. We have always had a connection that I have felt – a sort of soul connection. When I realized I was in love with you, things made more sense - Like, why I felt so awkward going alone to the movies with you when I've gone alone with other friends – because with you it felt like a date.

I'm not going to mention this again. I just had to let you know, because otherwise my heart will keep hoping that maybe, just maybe, you love me in the same way. But I know that won't happen because you don't feel that way about me. You've liked boys for as long as I can remember. Anyway, you're beautiful, and thanks, for everything.

Love,

Santana"

Ugh... Grammatically, the letter has serious issues, but her heart was poured into it when she wrote it a year ago. Santana sighs. "I might as well just go for it. I really don't have anything to lose."

She clicks print, picks up the sheet, and sticks it an envelope. With a final kiss, she smiles nervously. "I hope this doesn't destroy our friendship..."


Today is the day: the day that she leaves McKinley and never, ever returns; the day that she leaves Brittany. It's going to be who knows how long before they see each other again and Santana's heart aches at the thought. She's scared that she's losing the only person who would have made the rest of her life happy.

After a day of tearful goodbyes (on the part of everyone else because Santana Freakin' Lopez doesn't cry), it was almost time to leave. Brittany had come over after school and helped Santana pack. Now, they stood awkwardly, looking at each other.

Brittany clasps Santana's hand. "I'm really going to miss you, San, but we'll Skype everyday, okay? Promise?"

"I promise, Britt-Britt."

"GIRLS! IT'S TIME TO GO!" Santana's father is anxious to get settled in and they have a long drive ahead of them.

"San... I love you."

She hates it when Brittany says that because it hurts so much. She knows Brittany doesn't mean it the way she does and when someone just carelessly throws around the phrase, 'I love you', even if it was sincerely meant in terms of friendship, it hurt. Not to mention it gave her false hope each time the words left Brittany's lips. But she could never tell Brittany to stop telling her that without telling her why. Santana wasn't willing to risk their friendship for anything, even love. Now that she's moving, however, she can give Brittany the letter and hopefully it won't destroy their friendship, because, let's face it, their friendship is never going to be the same again anyway with Santana so far away.

"I love you too, Brittany. Listen, I have this... letter for you. But, don't read it until I'm gone okay? And, remember, you don't have to, like, respond or anything or even mention it again. I hope we always remain good friends, no matter what."

"Of course we will, Santana!" Brittany takes the envelope and hugs Santana hard, hanging on for dear life. She feel of Brittany's arms around her make her feel so safe and warm, but unfortunately, it's time to go.

"Bye."

"Talk to you soon!"

"You know it, Britt!"

Brittany watches as Santana walks to the car without a backward glance. From the way that Santana's shoulders shake slightly, Brittany knows she's crying, and it breaks her heart to watch but be unable to comfort her best friend.


As soon as Santana is gone, Brittany jogs to her car and rips open the letter, curious as to what it contains.

Her eyes widen slightly as she continues to read and she smiles here and there. When she finishes the letter, she lets out a shaky breath she hadn't known she was holding and shakes her head in bewilderment.

"Why didn't you tell me, Santana?" A lone tear rolls gently down her cheek and its pair quickly follow, neither content to be left alone.

Even though no one can hear her, Brittany admits it for the first time out loud. "I love you too, Santana. I always have."

And she didn't mean it as a friend.