Plane Glee

The kids journey to and from New York. May do a bit whilst they are there, but I haven't decided yet. All characters involved in some way, mostly about Santana.

Chpt 1 – to the airport

The glee club had to meet at school in the early hours of the morning to get the bus to the airport. Nationals was just a few days away, and whilst they were all exited, they weren't too happy about being dragged to school at 4am. It was still dark, and although it was going to be a scorching hot day, at the moment it was freezing. Will stood outside in the parking lot waiting for his students to arrive. The bus was due to arrive in 10 minutes. Rachel of course was the first person to be dropped off, excitement was written across her face, but you could also see that she was clearly tired. She gave her dads a hug goodbye before wheeling her bright pink suitcase over to where Will was stood. They talked for a while about what the plans for the day were, but it wasn't long before the rest of the glee club turned up. Mercedes and Kurt chatted away, seemingly wide awake. Mike and Tina were their usual quiet selves. Finn stood talking to Sam for a couple of minutes but looked as though he was about to fall asleep again. Puck started talking to Will and Rachel, leaving behind Quinn who currently stood alone, leaning against a wall, shivering with the cold. When Lauren turned up, Pucks attention was drawn to her. Brittany arrived just as the bus did. She was jumping up and down with excitement, just like a little kid who was about to leave for a trip to Disney land. Artie was being put on to the bus when Santana turned up, dragging her feet and pulling her suitcase behind her. Her parents hadn't dropped her off, she had to walk.

Will: Your cutting it fine Santana, we are about to leave

Santana: Whatever, some of us didn't get a lift here by mommy and daddy and had to walk all the way here dragging their suitcase behind them at 4 in the f'ing morning.

Will: well you're here now; take a seat on the bus.

Everyone had taken their seats on the bus, leaving Santana with the decision; she could sit next to Quinn, or sit on her own. She chose to take the seat by herself. For the first few minutes of the bus ride everyone was chatting away excitedly, everyone except for Santana, and Quinn. Quinn just sat in silence, whilst opposite her Santana put her legs up on the spare chair, and her head against the window, slowly falling back to sleep. Santana Lopez didn't do mornings, not that she would call this morning, and this was the middle of the night to her.

Will looked around the bus to check on his students, they had been quiet for a long time and he assumed they were all fast asleep. Puck and Lauren were sat next to each other. Lauren had her eyes tightly shut, and lent against the window of the bus; Puck had his head on her shoulder as he slept. Kurt and Mercedes had taken the back seats of the bus, each of them at opposite ends with their legs up and feet meeting in the middle of the seats. Just in front of them sat Mike and Tina, Mike had is mouth open slightly, and Tina's head was on his shoulder, though it looked as though it would soon be in his lap. Sam was fast asleep, his head lolling to one side. Opposite him was Finn, he was snoring a little, but when the bus went over a bump, Will watched as he woke up, looked around and then fell straight back into dream world. Artie wasn't asleep; he was playing on his Nintendo DS, and gave Will a smile and nodded towards a sleeping Brittany. Brittany was sat in the chairs opposite Artie and sat next to Rachel. Her long legs were up over Rachel's lap and dangled out over the aisle. Rachel was asleep with her head against the back of the seat, and her hands placed on Brittany's thigh. Both girls had an adorable smile on their face as they slept peacefully. Quinn was still awake, and didn't acknowledge Will looking around the bus, she just stared straight ahead, and there was clearly something on her mind. Santana had now curled her legs up, and put her head against her knees. Will assumed she was asleep, though he couldn't see her face.

Santana wasn't asleep; she was actually fighting the urge to cry. She had made the mistake of looking over to where Brittany was sleeping; all of her feelings came bubbling to the surface. Tears were brimming in her eyes, one blink and she would lose control.

Santana's pov:

DON'T CRY DON'T CRY DON'T CRY. For fuck sake, hold it together. You are Santana Fucking Lopez. You don't cry just because you looked over at Brittany. Ok she may be beautiful, and she may be the love of your life, and she may still not be yours, but that doesn't mean you can cry. Not here anyway, not in front of everybody. Think of something else, anything else.

By the time they had reached the airport, the sun was up, and the temperature was rising. All of the kids had managed to fall asleep, and woke up abruptly when the bus came to a halt. They were all feeling a little groggy having just woke up. Everyone except Brittany, that is, who was wide awake within seconds, bouncing up and down in her seat.

Brit: Look look we are here! Is this New York?

Rachel: No Brittany, this is just the airport, we have to get the plane to New York remember.

Brit: oh yeah, well what are we waiting for lets go let's go!

They were all exited, but this was a bit much considering they had just woken up. They all started to get off the bus, Will hurrying them along. Quinn was the one to realise; Santana hadn't got off the bus. She wasn't actually asleep, but she was pretending to be. She didn't know why she was pretending to be asleep: maybe she just couldn't face them yet, maybe she wished she was still asleep, or maybe she just wanted to see if anyone cared enough to wake her.

Quinn: Mr Shue, Santana isn't here

Will: oh your right Quinn, everyone wait here, Quinn can you go and get her please, she must still be asleep.

Will thought about what Santana had said earlier, about having to walk to school. She must be completely exhausted, he couldn't imagine being 17, and having to get up at about 3am and drag a suitcase to school. He wasn't sure how far away from the school, she lived, but it would have to be at least a half an hour walk. She normally would drive to school, but he assumed she wouldn't have wanted to leave her car there for a week.

Santana lifted her head up when she felt a soft hand being placed on her exposed knee. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that it was Quinn who had come for her and not Brittany. At least it wasn't Mr Shue though.

Santana: WHAT!

Quinn: San, we're at the airport, everyone's waiting for you, come on

Santana sighed as she hauled herself up out of her seat. Following closely behind Quinn as they made their way to the rest of the group. Compared to the freezing temperatures earlier, it was now boiling. Everyone stood around removing their jackets, now stood dressed in summer clothes. Will led the group of teenagers to the airport, and up to the check in desks. Most of them just followed closely behind him, still trying to wake up. Santana continued dragging her feet as she walked, she looked completely miserable. Brittany hadn't even spoken to her yet. Instead she sat with Rachel on the bus, and was now gripping onto her arm tightly dragging her behind her as she skipped along behind Mr Shue.

Once they had checked in, Will thought it would be a wise move to get the kids to sit down and have some breakfast. He knew that the majority of them wouldn't have eaten yet, and didn't want them to spend the day on an empty stomach. They sat down at a café, to eat before going through security. Most of them ate something sweet, like croissants. Rachel had chosen to simply eat an apple, explaining that her dads had already given her breakfast before she left. Santana sat alone, she really wasn't happy today, and not her normal bitchy way, just plain miserable. As she sat at her table alone, nursing a coffee to wake herself up, Quinn silently pulled a chair up beside her. They looked at each other, neither of them spoke, they both understood that all they needed right now was silence.

There were a couple of incidents as they went through security. Sam's hand luggage was pulled aside to be emptied out and checked, making a few of the members laugh at the worried look on his face. Brittany beeped three times at the security check; she had forgotten to take her belt off, and then her bracelet. She pouted a little when asked to remove the bracelet, "but I never take this off, San gave it to me for my birthday", she finally agreed when Will explained that she could put it right back on again after the check. Santana had woken up a little by now, and smirked when everyone watched her being frisked. Brittany giggled.

Once they were through security that had an hour to kill before their flight. Will told them they could go their separate ways but had to meet up 10 minutes before the flight. All of the boys; excluding Kurt, went to play in the small arcade area. Kurt, Mercedes, Tina, and Rachel decided they wanted to go and look at the duty free. Lauren simply wandered off her own, leaving behind Santana, Quinn and Brittany.

Quinn: So what shall we do?

Santana just looked at her shoes, whilst Brittany was looking around the large space with wide eyes.

Britt: we should go and explore, this place is massive

Santana: I need the loo

Quinn: come on, we'll all go, we should go before we get on the plane anyway.

Brittany linked arms with Quinn; she was going to link pinkies with Santana, but then remembered that they hadn't really spoken a lot in the last few days, not after Santana refused to go on fondue for two. They talked a little at prom, but that wasn't for long.

Brittany and Quinn both finished quickly in the bathroom, and decided to wait for Santana outside. After about 10 minutes of waiting, they were becoming concerned and Quinn decided to go in and check on her. Brittany was told to stay where she was, so she sat on the floor, her legs crossed, and people looking at her in a confused manor as they walked past.

Quinn: What the hell is taking you so long Santana?

She barely got the sentence out when she heard someone throwing up. She went to the cubicle that Santana had gone into and tapped on the door.

Quinn: Are you ok? Let me in Santana.

Another retch and then Santana unlocked the door, Quinn peered through the gap in the door, to see Santana sat on the floor, her knees close to her chest, head hidden against her legs.

Quinn: San, are you ok? Is it because you're nervous about flying?

Santana: Don't be stupid Q

Quinn: Well what's wrong then?

Quinn passed Santana a tissue and when she looked into the girls eyes she could see nothing but hurt. She had never seen Santana look so vulnerable. She just took her in her arms, and sat like that for a couple of minutes. Santana had her head against Quinn's chest, and was once again fighting the urge to cry. Outside, Brittany was becoming anxious, Quinn had told her they would only be a few minutes, and she was sure that it had been about an hour now. It actually had been 5 or 10 minutes. She considered going in to check on her friends, but then remembered that she had promised Quinn that she would stay put. Just as this thought went through her head, Quinn emerged with a shaky looking Santana trailing just behind her. Brittany jumped up to give Quinn a hug, and when she noticed Santana, she felt worried, and confused. Brittany never felt like this, but she also never really saw Santana look so vulnerable. She looked over at her friend, and gently took hold of her arm, pulling her into a light hug. Santana gulped, as she smelt the familiar scent of vanilla and flowers; Brittany's shampoo and perfume. They wandered around the airport for a while aimlessly, before it was time to meet the others and board the plane.

Santana's Pov

I can't believe I threw up. I didn't feel sick, not until I heard Brittany talking to Quinn whilst they were washing their hands. She was talking about how this was going to be the best week ever. That wasn't what made me heave though, it was Quinn asked her if she enjoyed prom. Brittany was talking excitedly saying that it was the best prom ever. I felt sick when she talked about all the people she danced with, and remembered her dancing with that girl. I don't even know her name, but I know that that girl should have been me, but it wasn't, I was too busy being scared and dancing with Dave. Prom sucked!