Author's Note: Hi! I'm new and trying out this whole writing fanfiction thing. I read it all the time and thought "hey I'll try to write some." I'm a huge Brittana fan and decided to write my own little story about them. I'm hoping eveyone likes it.

Summary: Brittany comes back from summer vacation and is no longer the ditzy blonde. Everyone, especially Santana, is confused by this transformation. What happened? And why the transformation?

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

Chapter One

Santana's POV:

Two months, sixty-two days, and god knows how many hours and minutes have passed, counting the hours and minutes made me go a little insane. But that's how long it's been since I've seen Brittany. Sure our junior year we weren't as close because of her relationship with Artie, but she's still my best friend. We even started getting closer during cheerleading camp in June, but since then we've only had three, THREE, text message conversations. Brittany's family sent her away to live in London for the remainder of the summer with Brittany's aunt. At first, I didn't protest at all, but I'm beginning to regret that now. I just miss her so fucking much. At the end of junior year she broke up with Artie and I thought, "yes finally we can go back to normal." That didn't happen. Brittany let me in, but kept me at arms' length, which is strange even for Brittany.

To say that I've been bored is the understatement of the century. Sure I still have the random hook-ups with Puck, but lately even that bores me. I miss my blonde dancer. I miss everything about her, including her ditziness. The only good thing about the last two months is that I've managed to repair my relationship with Quinn. On one random day we spent the entire time sitting, eating chocolate, and talking. We caught up with each other's lives. I'll never tell her this, but I missed her a lot. Before getting pregnant we were close, but after that whole thing and her taking my head cheerleader spot our relationship had been strained. But things are good now.

Brittany never did tell me when she was getting back from London, but tomorrow is the first day of school so I guess I'll see her tomorrow. I'm not gonna lie I'm a little nervous. It's not like me to be nervous and especially about seeing Brittany. Over the summer I began noticing things and having revelations. I might've been lying to myself for the longest time when it came to my feelings for Brittany. I haven't admitted this to any one, but I have admitted it to myself. I'm in love with the girl. During a hot summer day when I was missing the girl, I realized I was missing the simple things like the way her hair falls around her face, the way she smells like vanilla and coco butter, and the way her smile brightens up her entire face.

I was scared shitless over this discovery. I mean sure on some level I always knew I loved Brittany, but to actually admit it to myself scared me. I mean according to everyone else I'm not normal and it took these last two months to convince myself that it was okay to be abnormal. Besides normal is totally overrated. I think Quinn knows I'm in love with Brittany even though I've never said it to her, but there are times when I would talk about something Brittany and I did and my face would lighten up every time I mentioned her name.

So today is a new day and the beginning of a new school year. This year I vow to get Brittany back. I promise to make it my mission to make her mine. Sure we might have to keep things quiet for a while only because I'm trying to protect her, but that won't stop me from eventually telling her that I love her. I repeat this to myself over and over again from the time I wake up to the time I walk through McKinley High's doors this first day.

I walk to my locker hoping that Brittany is there waiting for me like she has since seventh grade. I see blonde hair and my heart begins to pick up speed, but when that blonde turns around I'm slightly disappointed that it's Quinn and not Brittany standing before me. My heart returns to its normal pace and I talk to Quinn for a little bit. There's five minutes left before Quinn and I have to make it off to our first period. Suddenly there's whispers and students moving every which direction, something's happening. I turn towards the direction that has everyone's going every which way and that's when I see her.

Brittany is strutting down the hallway like she owns the place. Confidence and beauty is radiating off the dancer. On the first day we don't have to wear our Cheerios uniforms so Brittany is wearing dark skinny jeans with a fitted shirt that paid nice attention to her toned stomach and well developed breasts. Actually the whole outfit complimented Brittany's tone body. Her hair is let down and framing her face nicely. Her make-up is down lightly so she looks more natural and her skin is tanner than it was before.

Why is the school heating up? This whole new look is making me hot all over. There is definitely something different about Brittany. She's not holding her books close to her chest, she's not looking like she has no idea where she is. Hell even her walk is different. As all this is happening my mind is playing her in slow motion, but she's approaching Quinn and I rather quickly and my heart feels like it's going to beat out of my chest.

Brittany waves to us. "Hi Quinn. Hey Santana." She goes to her locker. I knew what was going to happen. She probably forgot her combination and I would have to open it. Just as I am getting ready to walk over to her, Brittany spins the lock and in one swift motion opens her locker. Well this is a first. I didn't think Brittany even knew her combination. She grabs her books out of her locker then turns towards us. "I'll see you guys in Spanish." And she walks off towards her class. Wait she actually knows which direction her class is in. Okay something's definitely different.

"Um is it me or is Brittany-" Quinn starts.

"Different?" I question.

"Yeah."

"Yeah." I agree with Quinn. We were both shell shocked that we are almost late for first period.

This weird new transformation just got weirder. In Spanish, Brittany shocked us all by actually answering the questions correctly and actually participating in class. Hell she participated in all her classes from what I heard. When it's finally time for glee I am still having trouble wrapping my head around new Brittany. I'm not the only one, Quinn keeps giving me these looks that read 'who the hell is this and where is Brittany.' I mostly shrug having no idea who this is. To be honest, the change is bittersweet. I mean I'm happy that Brittany is able to pay attention and be involved, but on the other hand she's completely independent. It makes me wonder if she still needs me. We've only spoken a few words to each other all day. Mostly the 'how was your summer' and 'are you excited to be a senior' questions were spoken between us.

There has to be a reason to this new Brittany and I will get down to the bottom of this because I am Santana Fucking Lopez and I want Brittany back.

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