Finally chapter 2! Yeah yeah...I took forever. Perdon! Pero...enjoy. (spanglish!)
Oh...I don't own glee.. duh.
"Mom, I'm home!" Brittany yelled as she galloped through her front door.
"How was school? Did you make any friends? Did you find your classes alright? You want cookies? I made some.."
"Whoa whoa Mom. Slow down. Hm...lemme answer those questions. It was nice, yeah I kinda, yes except math class..and HECK YES!"
Brittany collapsed onto a stool at the kitchen counter and commenced to stuff her face with cookies.
"Mm oh my god mom. I love your cookies"
Brittany's mom chuckled at her daughter's love for chocolate chip cookies and asked,"Wait, what do you mean when you say 'yeah kinda' about making friends?"
Brittany shrugged. "Well, I met a girl named Santana this morning. She helped me find the auditorium and my first period, English. We have that class together. She seemed pretty cool.."
"Maybe you should invite her over sometime! Eh?" Her mom said excitedly. Brittany never was an expert at making friends.
"Haha, maybe..." Brittany shrugged absently. "Anyways, believe it or not, I have English homework! I have to write an essay about myself. Fun right?"
"Ooo yes..super duper! Get to work, Beanie. Your dad will be home soon."
Brittany smiled at the old nickname and attempted to grab a handful of cookies.
"No ma'am! You've had enough sugar" her mom scolded.
Brittany sighed, grabbed her backpack, and trudged upstairs, leaving her mom shaking her head and smiling. Once in her room, Brittany threw her backpack to the floor and hopped over the gigantic piles of randomness in her room towards her ipod. She grabbed it and turned around, viewing her 'pig sty' as her mom called it.
Junk everywhere. Fuck yeah.
She liked to call her room an organized mess. She knows where everything is and that's all that matters. Walking over to her desk, Brittany shuffled through her songs on her ipod, searching for a perfect essay writing song. The result of her search was Kate Nash:
"This is my face...covered in freckles with the occasional spot and some veins.."
"Yesssssss. Kate's my girl" mumbled Brittany as she settled into her desk and began to write utter bullshit. Like a true student.
I hope we don't have to read these outloud..this paper sucks ass, Brittany laughed to herself. She didn't care. Her thoughts were on Santana. Brittany had found her extremely captivating. Maybe it was her eyes? They reminded her of pools of chocolate. Brittany never really thought about her sexuality...there was no need. She had never been with anyone in her entire life. Awkwardness doesn't attract people she figured. But Brittany didn't care. She rarely cared about anything. Life was one long, chillaxed road. However, Santana had sparked her interest.
Hm maybe I'm gay..? Eh I don't give a damn.
She wrote one final sentence in her essay -something about wanting to make a diference in the world- and threw her pen down. That'll do it. She was proud of her mediocrity.
As if she had been waiting, Brittany's mom yelled "Beanie, your Dad's home! Dinner time!"
"I'm not hungry mom!"
"See? Too many cookies!"
"I'll be okay!"
Another voice rang up the stairs, "I don't care if you're hungry or not Brittany. Get down here!"
Brittany sighed. Her Dad is kinda...uptight. Soldiers are that way she guessed. He was anyway. She huffed and soon was downstairs at the dinner table with her parents. It was awkwadly quiet as her parents sat, hovered over their plates. Sometimes Brittany wished that they had a dog or even another child just to spice things up.
"Er, so how was school?" Brittany's father broke the silence.
"It was good."
More silence.
"Hm. Good. I don't want any trouble this year."
He said that because last year, Brittany had some issues with bullying and low grades. She was just a type of person who sucked at school socially and academically.
"Okayyyy Dad. I already did my homework. No big deal."
He grunted and continued to eat. Brittany's mom looked at her daughter and shrugged. She always seemed to shut down when her husband was home. This was the Pierce way of life. Kinda dead.
"May I be excused?"
"Sure thing honey" her mom answered.
Well that was a waste of time.. Brittany thought as she walked back upstairs. In her room, she rummaged through her top dresser drawer. Finally she found what she was looking for: her cigarettes. Yes, she was a smoker and she really didn't know why. It was just something to do. She locked her door and opened her window. Luckily for her, there was a tree there that enabled her to climb to the roof with ease. She climbed up there and lit up. Lima, Ohio surely was town of nothingness. The streets were dead quiet. Pretty chill. Looking out at the absolutely flat town, Brittany thought once again about Santana. She just couldn't get her out of her brain!
She was really nice when we talked..
Brittany shook her head, remembering how she had lied about how she basically loves moving because she meets new people and stuff.
Ha..impacting? I'm such a liar. Such a loser. A nobody.
Then...there were Santana's friends she had met in the hall. Quinn, Puck and Steve? She could't remeber the last guy's name..
They seemed like a cool group. I'd never fit in, I bet. I saw the way they stared..
Could she and Santana be friends?
Or more? Wait..what the hell? That's a stupid thought!
Frustrated, Brittany forced Santana out of her mind (she hoped) and she begin to softly sing to herself as she smoked.
"Went from cities to touch the suburbs
On the highway, but I'm barefoot
I need a map but not the destination
Need a compass but not a conversation.."
Two cigarettes later, Brittany made her way back into her room and stripped down to only her bra and panties. Sighing, she climbed into bed..
I wonder if Santana smokes.
..and fell asleep
A/N Done for now. Please review. How should I introduce other characters and shhhhtuff?
Oh and by the way..the songs I've used in this chapter were Mouthwah by Kate Nash and Wandering Limbs by Kimbra. Both amazing songs :))
And last chapter was Black and Yellow by Wiz Khalifa. Obviously.. Okay bye!
