It had been three weeks since Santana and Brittany had spoken to each other. Three weeks since Santana told Brittany that it was better for them to break-up unofficially. Unofficially. Brittany was not only sad she was also confused. What did that even mean she thought. Brittany had played back that moment when Santana told her about the energy exchange the Latina had with another girl. The very thought of another girl with Santana made Brittany mad in ways she never thought possible.
"Hey, Britt. You okay?" asked Sam
The blonde was so caught up in her daydream that she didn't notice Sam sit beside her.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Muttered Brittany
Sam gave her a knowing look and took her hand.
"If you ever need someone to talk to, you know I'm here. Right?" whispered Sam
He gave her hand a soft squeeze before walking away towards the rest of the club. Brittany kept her eyes focused on Sam and made it a point to keep him in her line of sight. It was a fact that she and Sam had barely spoken to each other the past two years. But in the weeks after Santana left after graduation, Sam became more and more of a friend to Brittany. When Santana left, a part of Brittany went missing. No one really understood her the way Santana did so when she left, a part of Brittany went too. Others tried to help and comfort her but no one could ever come close. No one but Sam.
"Hey, Brittany!" shouted Artie as he waved his arms around
"Sorry. What's up?" replied Brittany
"We were talking about sectionals," said Tina
"Yeah. We think you should dance again. Most probably a solo unless we can find you a suitable dance partner," added Artie who motioned for her to come to them.
Brittany got up from her seat and walked towards the piano where everyone was huddled. She stopped to stand beside Sugar who was eagerly nodding her head at the proposal of the others.
"Either way, you would do great," said Blaine "Your routine with Mike during Santana's—"
Blaine stopped midsentence after realizing what he just did and what seemed to be a strong kick to his shin from Sam. Brittany automatically froze at the sound of her name. Everyone in the room gave Blaine an annoyed look even the new kids.
"Way to go, Blaine…" muttered Sam
Brittany took a deep breath and immediately calmed herself.
"Don't be so mean to Blaine, you guys. He can say her name all he wants," said Brittany
"Britt, I really am sorry. It just sorta slipped out", said Blaine.
"Santana and I are grown ups. We broke up. I cried for, like, 2 weeks. I'm okay now," Brittany replied with a smile.
"Are you sure you're okay, Britt?" asked Tina
"Yes! Now can we please go back to discussing how awesome my dancing skills are?" said Brittany
Everyone cheered in agreement and all Brittany could do was smile as Sugar hugged her.
"Woah. What are we celebrating here you guys?" asked Mr. Schuester as he entered the choir room.
"We've all agreed that Brittany do a solo routine during sectionals," replied Artie.
"We figured we do something along the lines of Santana's performance of Valerie," added Blaine.
"That's a great idea, you guys. Brittany, how would you feel about doing a number during sectionals?" asked Mr. Schue
The sound of her name was enough to make Brittany's stomach flutter but at the same time, it was a painful reminder of what she had lost.
"It's gonna be amazing," replied Brittany with a smile.
"Next order of business, then! The school musical! Auditions are until Friday. Artie, any last details?" said Mr. Schue
"Not much, Mr. Schue. But I do wanna tell everyone that I recently watched Grease again and I am now officially a fan boy. Everyone who will be auditioning better bring their A-game tomorrow because I will not go easy on you," replied Artie.
Brittany really wanted to just go home and hide under her blanket. The truth was she really missed Santana. She didn't care that she had an "energy exchange" with some girl. She didn't care about the distance between them. All Brittany wanted was her best friend back. But that wasn't going to happen because she promised Santana (and Coach Sue) that she would attend class. So Brittany took her books out of her locker and headed for her Physics class.
"Britt, wait up!" shouted Sam as he jogged towards Brittany.
"Hey, you." Said Brittany
"About what happened in glee…."
"Stop right there Sam Evans. Listen, I was a sad panda for weeks. But now it's time for me to start embracing my inner unicorn again…well, inner bicorn"
Sam couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Hey!" said Brittany as she light nudged Sam on the shoulder "It's my second senior year. It has to be amazing!"
"I totally agree. Anyways, uhm," said Sam as he shifted uncomfortably
Brittany stopped in front of the classroom and turned to Sam.
"Is there something wrong?" asked Brittany, a frown forming on her face
"I was…. I was just wondering if you wanted to have dinner with me. Tonight. At Breadstix." Sam said softly.
"Like on a date?" replied Brittany who could feel her cheeks getting warm
"Yeah…or not. I mean, it's whatever you wanna call it" mumbled Sam
"Sure" replied Brittany
Sam's head shot up and he looked at Brittany who was smiling at him.
"Pick you up at 8 then?" asked Sam
"Alright. It's a date" Brittany replied softly.
Brittany gave Sam a quick kiss on the cheek then headed to her seat.
"Mr. Evans, what on Earth are you doing in the middle of the doorway?" asked Mr. Connors, their Physics teacher.
"Nothing, Mr. Connors. I just couldn't believe we actually get to spend the rest of the year learning the wonders of Physics" Sam chuckled.
His response elicited laughs from a couple of people in the class including Brittany who just so happened to be beside the only available seat in the room.
"I love the enthusiasm, Mr. Evans. Let's hope your enthusiasm gets you through senior year, shall we? Wouldn't want to see you here again next school year." replied Mr. Connors with a knowing grin.
The very mention of senior year made Brittany's heart stop. It was yet another reminder that she didn't graduate last year. That she wasn't good enough. Brittany felt someone hold her hand and was awakened from her momentary loss of control. It was Sam. He was grinning at her and he tightened his hold on her hand. She hated to admit it, but it actually felt nice.
"…today, we'll be talking about the forces between two objects…"
Sam had opened his notebook and began taking down notes but he still hadn't let go of Brittany's hand. Brittany relaxed her hand just to let him know that he could let go of her hand. But he didn't let go of her. He wouldn't let go…of her.