Chapter 1

A/N: HELLO, This is my first time to write a BRITTANA fanfic. English is not my first language so I expect a lot of errors in this story. Well, if ever I got good reviews, I think I will continue writing. That's all.:)

"Britt! Come back here!" an 8-year old Santana swinging on a tree yells for Brittany, her bestfriend, who is now heading towards the river. This place has been their favorite hang-out spot.

"You're so slow San, I thought that Hispanics like you are adventurous. How come that you didn't even know how to climb down a tree?"

"Instead of complaining how slow I am, why don't you just help me here!"

"Dora!"

"What?!"

"Dora can't climb down a tree, Dora can't climb down a tree. Why don't you call Boots?'"

"Ugh! You're in so much trouble Brittany Susan Peirce!" Santana sprinted towards Brittany after getting down that enormous tree, ready to punish her bestfriend for not helping her.

"You're a man, trapped in a girl's body that's why you climbed down that easily."

"Ooh, look who's talking now. Dora!"

"Stop it!"

"You're just annoyed because I'm better and faster than you." Brittany teased Santana, walking backwards, but she slipped on a rock and fell on the river

"Britany!"


"Nick, please bring this flowers to Mr. Smith."

"Yes, Ms. Lopez"

"And Nick, you're late, it's the third time this week."

"Sorry Ms. Lopez, won't happen again."

Santana nodded which signaled Nick to go. She then glanced at the whole venue, everything is well set. The party that she organized- well, she and Brittany organized will soon start. They started their own business together, Events Organizer where Brittany is the official photographer. Her deep thoughts was interrupted by a flash of light.

"Hey, watcha thinking?" Brittany popped out of nowhere.

"Don't waste your precious camera film on me."

"Aww, San is angry." Brittany hugged Santana from behind and started making baby talks.

"Me? Angry? Oh no, I'm just saying that you should not waste your film on something that's not important or to your bestfriend who just—"

"Saved my life 10 years ago." The blonde added who just rolled her eyes and turned to the birthday celebrant away from Santana.


Surprisingly, the party ended early, they are now heading home using Brittany's car. Santana turned the radio on and began singing on a familiar song.

"There's nothing I won't try, just to make you mine. To get a little closer, would be so divine."

"Aren't you getting tired on that song?" Brittany said, still focusing on the road.

"No, It's like Sebastian was singing it for me." Santana said a little too dreamily.

"Singing for you? Oh please San, I bet that guy doesn't even remember you."

"I'm sure he'll remember me, he's my first love and first love never dies."

"Puppy love San, puppy love is different from first love."

"And why would I be jealous? He's not even my type." Brittany exclaimed.

Santana knew that Brittany doesn't like Sebastian. No, Brittany is not into boys. But she doesn't care, they were bestfriends and they trust each other, and besides she is 99.9% sure that Brittany treats her and loves her as a friend and a sister. With the thoughts of Sebastian's voice, Santana eventually fell asleep.

"We're home!" Brittany yelled and noticed that the Latina is sleeping soundly on the passenger seat. She stared at the sleeping Latina for a while and snatched her camera at the backseat of her car. She won't miss this opportunity to take a photo of such a beautiful thing beside her.

"Wake up San!" Brittany yelled once again, this time directly on Santana's ear and quickly ran out of the car.

Santana was awoken by a sharp voice on her ear "I hate you Britt!" she responded, a little groggy from the sleep but still managed to chase the mischievous blonde.

Upon entering the house. They both saw Marie, her younger sister, with some guy who's name she can't remember.

"Oh, Hi Sanny, Hi Britt." Marie greeted and pointed to the man beside her "Do you remember Vince, Sanny?"

"Good Evening." The man named Vince also greeted them who was obviously nervous.

"Good evening, It's already late don't you think?" Santana replied with her one eyebrow raised.

"I-uhm, uh, good night!" just like that and Vince was already out of sight.

"Sanny! Why do you have to do that! You always scare him away!" Marie said after Vince left.

"It's already late Marie and it's not right to entertain boys inside our house at this time, you know that."

"B-but Sanny."

"No buts, now get inside."

Brittany just witnessed the other side of Santana when it comes to her family, specially her sister Marie."Whoa San that's really mean."

"It's not—"

"Mija, Brittany, you're already here." Their conversation was interrupted when Alicia Lopez suddenly came. Before they could say a word, the older Latina added "Get inside, dinner's ready."


"Carlos, your daughter's here."

"Santana, Brittany, how was your day?" Carlos Lopez said while grilling steak at their backyard.

"Hi dad, It's fine, me and Brittany made that party awesome, as usual." Santana said cockily.

"How 'bout a family picture?'" Brittany suggested and fixed her camera on her tripod.

Since Brittany is living al0one on her own apartment, she usually stays at Santana's. Carlos and Alicia treats her as their own daughter. Sometimes she sleeps, eat lunch or dinner there. The Lopez' residence is like her own home and the people there are like her own family.

"This steak is really delicious Mr.L"

"That's enough Britt, dad will love you more than he loves me if you keep on praising his steak." Santana grinned.

"Well Brittany, you're good at taking pictures, don't you think it's time to make your own business?" Alicia changed the subject.

"That's what I've been telling her mom, but she's too afraid to take the risk." Santana whined.

"I'm fine with this job San, and besides, are you getting tired of seeing this face every day?"

"It's not like that Britt, but you have to try something new. Who knows, one day you'll become famous, rich and—"

"Just like Sebastian." Brittany completed.

'Yeah, just like Sebastian, make your own dream." Santana said, now imagining Sebastian.

Brittany just shake her hear on how Santana managed to squeeze Sebastian in any conversation they have.

After dinner, Brittany bid good bye to the family and went home, back to her lonely apartment.

A/N: So? What do you think? Should I continue this or what? Feel free to review.