Chapter 1

The weather was gorgeous and hot so it was the perfect day for the beach. I guess I'm lucky to be one of the few who don't burn that easily and actually loves the sun. When we arrived at the beach, there was a new bar hut that was flooded with people laughing and buying drinks. Suddenly a man announced water skiing and many people stood dotted around to get a good watch. Me, Quinn and Tina walked to the bar to get some drinks. I was glad I was wearing crop top and short shorts. I was actually proud of my body as I worked out a lot. We decided to sit on the stools at the bar and get the sun on our backs for once and we had ages to work on our front. It was only midday. I suddenly felt eyes on me and as I brought my bottle of beer to my lips, I let my eyes wonder to the right. The girl stole my gaze immediately. A Latina looking girl around my age stood with a small group of people stood staring at me. When she noticed me looking back, her eyes went wide and she looked away shyly. She was gorgeous. She had these bright, brown eyes and plump lips that looked like they good do a lot of damage. Her dark brown, wavy hair cascaded down towards her middle of her back. She wore dungarees however only a bikini underneath and I could see her perfect figure and caramel skin. I sucked in my breath and had to force my eyes away before it turned creepy. I was about to clock her to my friends when I hand slammed next to me and nearly made me jump.

"Can I get two vodka and cokes please? Oh, and don't be easy with the vodka." I heard a man's voice close behind so I swerved behind to see who it was. It was a man, aged around 20 to 23 and was fairly tall. He was wearing black sunglasses but when he noticed he had my attention he took them off and started looking me up and down and then focused on my face.

"Wow, your eyes are so blue. It is literally like looking at the sea." I expected him to say that in a flirting way, except he actually sounded flabbergasted.

"Oh, thank you. I um grew them myself." I smiled, politely. I wasn't interested as he wasn't my type. And gender.

"My name is Sam. What's yours?" He smiled, his blue eyes creasing as he smiled.

"Brittany." I nodded.

"Look I was wondering if you would be interested…" He started.

"I'm gay." I interrupted quickly before he had the time to embarrass himself.

He went a little red but nodded his head. "Oh, that's okay. If you ever change your mind or want a friend..." He got a little card out of his wallet. "Here's my number."

I forced a smile and accepted his card putting it in my pocket. Let's be honest, I don't think I'll ever need that. As he walked away, I allowed myself to shudder at the thought of touching his greasy looking blonde hair.

I suddenly felt an elbow to the stomach. "Getting chatted up by hottie there." Quinn winked at me. Across the way, I saw him took his top off and I had to admit, he had serious abs. "If you don't mind me, he's my type and I'm going to chat him up."

And with that, off was Quinn to Sam.

"Brittany, go and talk to that girl that's staring at you. I'm surprised you've waited this long." Tine teased, bringing the beer to the lips to contain her laughter.

"Give me a minute. I'm nervous." I murmured shyly, meeting the hot girl's eye contact again and she sent me a warm smile. Oh my god, she has dimples. Could she get any cuter?

"Wait, what? You're nervous? Brittany Pierce is nervous?" She started laughing and then noticed my straight face. "Wait up, you're being serious?"

"Yeah, a bit, I mean she is really gorgeous." I scratched the back of my neck; my number one sign of me being nervous.

Tina grabbed my drink and put it on the bar. She jumped up, grabbed my hands and pulled me up quickly. "Right Brittany, go over there and be your charming self. You're right she is cute, so go over there and get her. Don't worry about me, when Mike is finished wind surfing he will be with me." She gave me a mini pep talk and I nodded along with her.

Deciding she was right, I started to head over there rubbing my hands together nervously. Before I got there, the girl turned around and met my gaze. Wow, her eyes were even more bright and beautiful up close and made my insides squirm a little. She smiled at me as I arrived.

"Hi." I smiled. "I haven't seen you around before so I thought I would introduce myself. My name is Brittany." I grinned at her, trying to not show I was nervous.

"Hey. Um, that's because I'm new to California; only got her today. Oh and my name is Santana." She smiled back and offered out her hand to shake. I accepted and for some reason it didn't feel right however, I didn't dwell on it as she went on.

"Want to get a drink or something?" She offered, her eyes looking at her flip flops and then rose to meet my eyes again shyly. I nodded and followed her to the bar.

Before I got chance to say anything, she ordered us both two beers and then passed me one. It made me smile. "So, meet many people here yet?" I asked, disturbing the surprisingly comfortable silence between us.

She shuck her head. "No, I was just standing with my cousin and her friends but I wouldn't call that my kind of fun." She teased.

I leaned forward smiling flirtatiously "Oh and what is your kind of fun." I asked, grinning properly for the first time in years.

"Hmm…" She pondered, closing her eyes. "Not sure yet, I'm hoping someone will help me figure it out."

"Maybe I can help?" I suggest slowly. "Unless you don't want me too. That's fine! I mean I'm all alone too. My friend Quinn is trying to get in to Blondie's pants and my friend Tina is trying to suck her boyfriend's soul out so…" I rushed, panicking a little but stopped when I heard her chuckling softly.

"Please, you seem kind of cool. Well Brittany, what do you suggest we do?" She asked her eyes fixed on mine.

"Well, how about I give you a small tour. But later though because you're not in sensible foot wear." I looked down at her flip flops and smiled back up.

She feigned shock and horror. "What these? I love these babys." She jutted out her bottom lip.

"Yeah, they're lovely." I winked. "But I don't want you limping on my watch. So meet back here in an hour?" I asked, jumping down from the bar stood.

"Yeah sure." Santana agreed. "But wait." She touched my arm to stop me from leaving. "Can I just ask…How old are you?

I paused for a second and bit my lip to stop me from smirking. "21 and yourself?"

She paused and then answered "Same."

I grinned and nodded "See you in an hour."

She followed me up the steps and went to walk in the opposite direction "Can't wait."