Hey :), this is a story about how Santana and Brittany first met - leading to how thier friendship developed to where they are now. I do not own Glee etc.

Below is my first chapter - it's quite short as it's just the opening to lead you into the story. Please let me know what you think as this is the first fanfic I have ever written :). I will spend a few chapters on the beginning of their friendship but I think I will then skip to Season One of Glee. Because then we can get into the relationship of Brittana!

Brittana is on. It was always on. And we wantz to get our Brittana on NOW!

"Hey Santana, Finn and I were just talking about you!"

"Mhmm," Santana Lopez mumbled as she walked to her table in front of Noah Puckerman and Finn Hudson.

"Yeah, we were just wondering if you'll ever have any friends," Puck continued.

"What? I have you guys."

"Us boys don't count."

"It is kind of weird that none of the girls even talk to you…" Finn added with a gawky expression spread across his face – which really annoyed Santana.

"That's because I'm the bestest gal at this school!"

"Err, is bestest even a word…?" Finn questioned, his expression remaining. Puck laughed and they high-fived.

"Shut up," Santana grumbled, sitting down.

Santana thought for a moment – it's true she never hung out with the girls in her class but that's just because they were all so fake – even at eight years old. They would change best friends everyday, always talk about boys and Santana didn't need ANY of that. She was always straight-up and kept it real. Instead of giggling about the boys in the corner of the playground, she would be kicking a football with them – and they always wanted her to be on their team. Well, maybe she wouldn't be kicking a football so much as kicking their shins – she was a great tackler, no one had dirty techniques like her. But did the guys not really see her as their friends? Would she always be just a girl to them?

"Time to make a change," she thought. "I'll show them who's popular…"

It was as if by fate that Santana suddenly took notice of Quinn Fabray and Emily Boyle shouting from across the room. Brittany Pierce was on the receiving end, clutching her school bag in her hands.

"Two plus ten isn't rainbows!" spat Emily.

"What are we meant to do now – you've done our homework wrong! All of it!"

Quinn was jabbing at the blonde girl with her index finger.

"You're really stupid, you know. You'll never get through school like that."

Brittany looked as if she was going to cry. She was known to be the dumbest girl in the class but there was something not right about calling her that. Santana had never spoken to Brittany before – not because she didn't like her but because Brittany hung out with the girls at recess and Santana hung out with the boys – but Santana would speak to her now. She took her homework out of her own bag and marched across the room.

"Hey BrittBritt," she said, linking to Brittany's left arm. "Thanks for doing my homework for me, it's perfect." Brittany looked dumbfounded.

"What?" Quinn asked snatching Santana's homework for her and checking through the answers. "You did hers as well?"

"Course she did," Santana replied, taking her homework back. "Oh, I see she did yours wrong. Good one, Britt. You sure know how to show people who's boss." Before Quinn could get another word out, Santana pulled Brittany back across the classroom to her table.

"When did I do your homework?" Brittany asked, putting her bag down.

"It doesn't matter," Santana said, sitting down. "But thank you anyway." As if just realising what Santana had done for her, Brittany smiled – and for the first time in her life, Santana genuinely smiled back.

Yep, fate had sure lent a hand. Santana grimaced and stuck her tongue out at Puck and Finn – see, she could make friends!