Quick A/N: This is the first time I'm publishing something for fanfiction so bare with me. With the new cut scenes I felt inspired to write Brittana in the wilderness but I wanted to write it with a backstory so it might be a few chapters before we actually see them in survival mode. This one is really short but it's like a short prologue next chapter should be up really soon. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Out with the old
Santana arrived at McKinley High's cheer leading camp with one mission and one mission only: to get on Coach Sylvester's radar. This was the moment to prove herself worthy of being on the Cheerios. Getting on the Cheerios will lay out the path for her high school experience.
Coach Sylvester is known as (and this is putting it nicely) a cold hearted bitch. There is a method to the madness that works for her though, it seems every year she manages to not only take the Cheerios to Nationals but they win. Every time. Winning is what Santana wants. She wants the respect, the prestige, she wants it to be common knowledge that she is the best of the best. That would be something her mother and grandma can be proud of. And something she'll be able to flaunt to the rest of the family, especially those catty cousins of hers.
Santana walks over to the large cabin that seems to be the dining area and before she walks in she takes a moment to say goodbye to middle school Santana and embraces the role of future HBIC Santana Lopez. Finally she takes a deep breath, straightens her back, puts on her most intimidating bitch face, and pushes the door open.
Brittany is sitting at a lunch table with a packet of paperwork laid in front of her. This is surreal for her. Not the paperwork, but the fact that she's sitting here alone. Brittany glances over to the table where her friend Liz, or should we say ex-friend by the looks of it, is gathered at a table and chatting with all of her other ex-friends. Brittany isn't surprised by this new development she was kinda expecting it. But it still hurt.
Since McKinley didn't have a dance program she figured cheerleading could be just as fun. Maybe she would even meet new people and make new friends. However, she just might be wrong. Everyone looks familiar to Brittany. She went to elementary and middle school with this same bunch of girls. Brittany was regretting coming here. She was mentally preparing a good escape plan. She is after all equipped with a blue print of the entire camp and a few smoke bombs for diversion. All courtesy of Lord Tubbington.
Then she hears it. The unmistakeable hyena cackle of Liz. That solidifies Brittany's decision. She gets up, smoke bomb in hand, and briefly contemplates chucking it directly at Liz's face when the door opens and in walks a not-so-familiar face.
