Dear Diary,

Hi! My name's Brittany Susan Pierce. I'm 16 years young and currently a sophomore at William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio. I love rainbows, butterflies, unicorns, cheerleading, dancing, singing, making out with anything that walks and Santana Lopez. Santana Lopez is my best friend; and I've known her since freshman year, but we just started getting close at the beginning of sophomore year. Santana is gorgeous, she makes me want to crawl up into a ball and die because she's so beautiful. She has dark curly hair that cascades down her shoulder blades, dark, brown, warm, inviting, chocolate eyes and her smile, oh God, her smile. I wish she smiled more. Everyone calls her a slut and a bitch, but I think they're wrong. I think she's perfect, dangerous and mysterious. We started getting close when I saw her at some charity auction thing my parents dragged me too. Her parents had dragged her there too, she had told me later that night. So anyway, I'm getting a soda when she comes up next to me.

"You're parents made you come too?" She asked me.

"Yes. How about you?" I replied.

"Same here."

"Ah."

"Wanna ditch?" She asked.

I chewed my lip, and thought for a second. Eh, what do I have to lose?

"Sure." I shrugged.

She grinned and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the place. We had the greatest time ever. We drank Papst Blue Ribbon and smoked cigarettes, she told me about her life and how she couldn't wait to get out of Lima. She told me all of her secrets and I wish I could put them in here, but I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone. She played me rock band albums in her car's stereo. We were listening to this one song "All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You" by this band, Heart and she started crying because it reminded her of the time her and her ex-boyfriend rode around in her car, having the time of their lives. The next morning, Santana had found out he cheated on her and she broke up with him. Her ex-boyfriends name is Noah Puckerman, or Puck. I had seen him around school and he looked like a true asshole. Luckily, he never messed with me. I felt bad for Santana and held her while she cried. She shivered like a cold puppy, and I pulled her closer to my chest and held her like that until she stopped crying. She pulled away from me and wiped her eyes.

"If you tell anyone about that, I'll make you regret it. You hear me?"

I nodded.

"Thanks, Brittany." She said, softly .

"For what? Not telling anyone?"

"Nah. For listening and not judging."

"Oh, your welcome." I said.

"You must have a lot of friends." She said, sniffing.

"Actually, I don't." I shrugged.

"What!? You've gotta be kidding me."

"No, I really don't have friends."

"But, you're so friendly and full of life."

"People don't really notice me, I guess."

She turned towards me, smiling. "I'll be your friend." She promised.

I grinned. "I'll be your friend, too."

I locked her pinky with mine.

"What's that for?"

I shrugged. "It's cuter than hand holding."

She smiled. "Your adorable, Brittany."

"Thanks." I nodded.

She laughed, playfully punching me in the arm.

And in that moment, diary, I, Brittany Susan Pierce, fell in love with Santana Lopez.