I wake up to Berry and Fabray screaming at me.

"Come on San! We're already ready to go so get your ass out of bed you lazy shit." Quinn screams at me.

"Oh and wear something you can move around in, you'll be doing a lot of unpacking.

We managed to get all our stuff in our apartment that night, and Berry slept at Blaine and Kurt's.

I look around the room and see nothing but boxes.

"Ughhhhh" I groan as reality hits me and I realize I should have unpacked last night like Quinn.

Now I have to do it later. After I help this stupid new hobbit that I don't even know.

I throw on a pair running shorts and a white tank top.

They were the only thing I could find, and I wasn't planning on opening every box so that I could look decent.

I make my way down the hall and see Blaine, Kurt, Rachel and Quinn sitting on the coach waiting for me.

"How long can one girl sleep for?" Kurt says.

"Leave me alone, I don't even know why I'm up this early, literally its 9 O'clock what the fuck" I spit back.

"Well you still need to meet Brittany missy, and you have to be nice." Quinn says.

"Yeah," Rachel says. "I don't want her to not move in with me because of you."

"Uh huh like that would happen, let's go already." I say.

"Not so fast." Quinn says. "You really have to be nice."

"Yeah," Rachel joins in. "She's a nice girl and I don't think she will be able to handle your bitchy side, so cut her some slack."

"Okay hypocrites, don't yell at me for not being ready when you won't even let us leave the damn house." I say.

"Okay, chill, let's go." Quinn replays and we all file out of the apartment.

We drive down a couple of roads until we pull up to this glass one story building.

"Where are we?" I say. "I thought we were going to breakfast."

"We are, we have to pick up Brittany from her dance class first. She doesn't have a car she just walks." Rachel informs me.

"Ohh great a dancer." I mock.

"Seriously San? Already with the rudeness." Quinn says as we get out of the huge car.

"Aw Quinnie the pooh, too rude for your innocent ears?" I ask sarcastically.

"Shut up, bitch." She snaps back.

I laugh at how mean we are to each other.

She just shakes her head trying to hide her laughter.

We walk in and immediately a blonde headed body catches my eye.

I can't keep my eyes off her as we walk past the studio and sit on the waiting bench.

The way her body moves with the music is so hypnotizing to me.

I snap out of it and realize that it's actually quite weird to be thinking that way about a girl. I mean…right?

"Hi guys"

My thoughts are interrupted by a tall tan man with brown hair and green eyes. I get lost in his eyes for a second.

"Hey Matt" They say in unison.

"So class should be over in five than we can head out." The stranger says.

Who the hell is this guy? And how do my friends know him?

"Uh, Quinn," I whisper as he takes a seat next to us and the rest of them watch the dancers.

"Yeah?" She quickly replies.

"I was just wondering who this man sitting next to me is. Care to tell me?" I say in my most bitchy yet sarcastic tone.

"Hmmm, well you would know if you actually came to meet them last night. I'm pretty sure it's Brittany's boyfriend. I mean they live together and stuff so."

I nod my head understanding.

I focus again on the blonde. I hate this feeling. I can't take my eyes of her and I love watching her body move at the same time I hate that she's making me feel this way.

No what way? she's not making me feel anyway I mean she's a girl she can't.

It's probably just because she's a good dancer. No, make that a great dancer.

I suddenly feel thirsty.

I spot a vending machine right near the changing room and quickly hustle over to it.

I dig through my pocket to find two dollars.

Once if in finally get the wrinkly shit to go in, I slam on the button with the choice of the pink vitamin water. It's called 'Spark'.

"If I were you I would have gone with red. 'Attention'." I hear from behind me.

I turn around to find that same beautiful blonde I was gawking at earlier smiling at me.

She moves past me until she's in front of the vending machine.

She puts in two dollars and gets the pink 'Focus' flavor.

I was momentarily floored by her beautiful smile.

Now that I'm seeing her up close, I can't help but stare into her eyes, her light sky blue eyes. They are even prettier than that nobody named Matt's.

"You look like you get a lot of attention" she whispers in my ear with a wink as she leaves me there breathless and disappears into the changing room.

I'm frozen and I almost drop my drink right than and there.

The nerve of this girl, I have chills down my spine.

I literally hate myself for getting this feeling but I couldn't fight it. It was like a pit at the bottom of my stomach. Like those butterflies you get when you….like someone.

I'm just glad I won't have to see her again.

I sit back down and stay quiet as I wait for Brittany to appear.

Until I remember I forgot to even ask which one she is.

"Hey guys, which one was Brittany?" I ask.

"The blonde one." Blaine replies.

My stomach drops. Than I remember, there were like 10 blondes in that class, it won't be her.

The rest of the gang makes small talk while I dig through my mind with thoughts.

We all look up as the dancers file out of the changing room.

My eyes shoot around trying to find the blonde I talked to earlier. Well, not really talked to.

"Okay ready to go?"

I hear from behind us.

We all turn around at the same time and I swear my jaw drops to the floor.

I watch as her eyes bulge out clearly remembering me.

"Yeah," Rachel says. "Oh and this is Santana!" she says as she nods her head towards me.

She looks me up and down and I swear I see a slight smile form on her lips.

"N-Nice to meet you Santana" She stutters.

She obviously wasn't planning on seeing me again.

"Yeah you too" I say with a smile.

I just can't help myself from smiling when I talk to her.

"Hooolldd up, Satan Lopez is actually saying it's nice to meet someone? Brittany let me tell you, you gotta be pretty special." Kurt says.

"Zip it Kurt. You're the one's telling me I can't scare her off." I spit back.

"Okkkayy," Quinn says as she puts her arms between us and grabs my hand. "Lets just go to breakfast before we start a world war."

We all get up and walk towards the car.

I stay linked arms with Quinn the whole time. Its kind of out thing I guess, to link our arms together.

Since Brittany and Matt walked here this morning, we all have to ride to breakfast together.

Kurt and Blaine take the two front seats, Rachel, Quinn and Matt take the middle, and I'm stuck in the back of the Ford with the blonde dancer.

Just my luck. I think to myself.

I position myself so I'm facing out the window and try to avoid as little eye contact with Brittany as possible.

Kurt blasts the song "Stereo Hearts" and they all sing along.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around scared of what I might find.

"Sorry about our introduction," She says. "I just saw you and, I don't know, wanted to know you I guess. Its kind of hard to explain." She's sort of yelling because the music is so loud but i can hear he perfectly.

I'm almost certain if I open my mouth nothing would come out. Brittany's eyes meet mine as she smiles back. I thought her eyes were blue before.

"Don't worry about it" I yell back while smiling.

"But we might as well have a formal introduction". I state boldly.

"I'm Santana" I say as I reach my hand out and she meets me half way.

"Brittany" She says with a giggle and I feel her grip tighten on me.

She doesn't let go of my hand right away like I was expecting.

She just kind of looks in my eyes for a couple of second and I honestly don't mind.

I feel the butterflies start-up again and I snatch my hand away.

"S-Sorry" I say as I turn to face the window again and let go of her hand.

I know this feeling. At least I think I do. But at the same time I know i can't have this feeling. And I also know she doesn't have the same feeling as me.

I decide I'm going to just brush it off.

Besides, Quinn said Matt's her boyfriend. Wait, why do I even car if she has a boyfriend. Your straight Santana. I remind myself.

We get to the restaurant rather quickly and we are brought to our circular table at the diner.

"Sit next to me?" Brittany whispers in my ear.

There is obviously no way a person could say no to the girl.

I just smile and take the seat next to her.

Now that I'm thinking about it, she could just want to be good friends, maybe even best friends. But Santana Lopez doesn't do 'Best friends' unless its Quinn.

She's my only exception because she's almost as badass as me and I just fucking love her.

Quinn sits on the other side of me with Rachel next to her.

Than Kurt, than Blaine, than Matt until full circle back to Brittany.

"So Matt," Blaine starts the conversation ad he turns towards Matt. "What time do you leave tonight?"

"Around 6" He replies. "I'm just going to help Britt move in and stuff and then I'm gone."

Good. He's leaving. I think to myself.

"Darn. I was hoping we could all go to a club together or something."

"We can go to the one I work for!," Quinn squeals. "I start tomorrow so maybe I could her a discount!"

"Ooooohhh! I'm so exited!" Rachel says.

I look over at Brittany and see her whispering something in Matt's ear. It makes my stomach knot

I hear her say 'its okay' than I watch as she moves her hand down and squeezes his thigh.

My breath gets caught in my throat.

I start choking and everyone's eyes divert to me.

Quinn smacks me on the back with a giggle and says "Breath missy"

I laugh it off.

"Water must have went down the wrong tube" I explain.

"Somebody needs to watch out for my Britty if you're going clubbing." H essays with a laugh.

"Shut up." She says as she smack his arm.

Everyone starts to talk about unpacking and we decide to get started.

It takes a couple of trips to get all of Brittany's and Rachel's stuff over too Rachel's apartment so we wait there until Brittany, Matt and Rachel are finished bringing it.

When they get back, the torture begins.

"Okay so Blaine and Matt will do all the heavy lifting," Quinn says. "Kurt you can help them set the living room up, I'll help Rach with her room, and San? can you help with Brittany's.

"Yeah I guess" I mumble.

Im actually glad I get some alone time with her.

I wanna get to know her and this is a pretty good way.

"Come on!" Brittany squeals as she grabs my hand and run to her room. We get in there and there are few boxes.

She let's go of my hand and It makes me feel cold.

"Okay so lets just get all this stuff out of the boxes and then when the boys bring in the cabinets we can set it up." she says.

"Okay cool." I say.

I sit down on the floor and start taking little nick nacks out of a box.

She takes a seat next to be and starts doing the same.

Its quiet, but its a comfortable quiet.

Like I don't have to say anything but its okay.

Her being their makes it okay.

The boys come in with her bed and set it up rather quickly. We continue going throughout the boxes.

I pull out a duck piggy bank.

"This is cute" I say breaking the silence.

"Thanks! Matt got it for me last year. Ducks are kinda my favorite"

I think about what I'm about to say, but it just kind of comes out.

"So, are you and Matt…"I say.

"..Are we what?" She replies.

"Like, dating?" I say. The second I do she starts to giggle.

I get self-conscious and just start giggling with her.

"W-Whats so funny?" I ask as she continues giggling.

"He's my best friend. Nothing more and nothing less." She says.

"Everyone thinks that for some reason though." She adds.

I feel like a weight is lifted of my shoulders. Like I can say anything now.

"Oh it's just you guys seemed really close so-"

"We are," She tells me. "We have been friends since kindergarten so."

"Thats cool" I reply.

It goes quiet again. But the good quiet.

"So speaking of dating," She starts. "Are you and Quinn like…together?"

"What?!" I say.

I'm seriously taken back by this question.

Sure Fabray and I have made out a couple of times in high school but she's my best friend.

Her face starts getting red the longer I don't answer.

It's cute that it makes her embarrassed.

"No no no-no no." I say.

"Oh gosh no." I add.

Her face relaxes.

"I mean, N-Not that I have a problem with that kind of relationship, I mean like Blaine and…she has a boyfriend….um never mind" I say.

"Yeah I get it, me neither." She says with a soft smile.

"Okaayyy," Matt says as he comes into the room walking backwards with a dresser. "This is the last of your stuff Britty".

I don't like how he calls her that. Even though that I know there only friends, it still makes me angry when he says that.

I'm glad he's leaving tonight.

He exits the room to help out Rachel.

"So Santana," Brittany says. Rachel told me your going to CUNY in the fall. Are you doing any summer things right now?"

"Actually yeah," I'm glad she asked. "I'm taking some classes at the American Academy of Dramatic arts. Which is fun."

"Thats so cool! so you like sing and stuff?" She asks excitedly.

"Sort of, yeah." I giggle. "How about you?"

"Just dance." She shrugs. "I'm pretty boring I guess."

"Your dancing is defiantly not boring." I say.

She looks up, smiles and blushes.

We finish quickly and I'm surprised to see that it's already 5 o'clock.

I guess time flies when you're having fun.

"Oh Matt, we better leave now so you can catch your flight." Brittany says.

"Britt are you sure you wanna go alone? It's gonna be a lonely ride back." Kurt says.

"Oh, your right" Brittany says sadly.

"I-I'll come with you." I spit out.

I know I just met her today, but I feel like were friends.

She turns around to me and smiles.

"Okay, great." She says with a big grin.

"Wow Satan, your being extra nice," He says and turns towards Brittany.

"She must really like you" He says to her with a wink.

I don't know for sure but I swear I can see her pale face blush a little.

It makes me happy.

"Alright!," Matt says. "Let's get going"

We walk out the door and to his car.

He already packed his stuff so we don't have to go back to their apartment.

"Quinn don't lock the door, I don't have a key yet remember" I scream to her as i get in the backseat.

"Yeah yeah" She says shooing me off.

We drive to the airport and mostly just listen to music the whole time.

When we do get there I see sadness flood Brittany's face.

She parks near the curb and Matt gets out of the passenger seat and starts to unpack his things out of the trunk.

I get out too, being the fact I have to move up to the passenger seat.

Brittany and I help him get a luggage and stack his stuff up one by one.

When it's all done I shake his hand.

"It was nice to meet you Matt," I say. "Have fun."

"Thank you Santana, you too." He says with a smile.

I lean up against the car to let him and Brittany say their goodbyes.

She hugs him and he spins her around. It's now that I realize she's crying. It makes me sad too.

They stay like that for a few seconds.

For some reason I feel like I'm intruding on them so I just get into the passenger seat and wait.

A minute later Brittany jumps in the car and stars driving.

I can see the red in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

"What? Yeah." She says without looking at me.

"Hey," I say as I put my hand on her arm.

My hand burns when I touch her, but it feels good.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this." I tell her.

"Thank you, Santana." She says. "You know, you're a really great friend." She tells me.

"Friend?" I ask her shocked.

"Yeah….we are friends right?" She asks this time she seems nervous to talk to me.

"No yeah of course we are! It's just…nobody has ever really called me a friend. Well like besides Quinn and them." I say. " Definitely not someone just meeting me. I know that sounds stupid but it's true, so thanks." I say with a smile.

I realize my hands still on her arm and i pull it away quickly and I'm defiantly blushing.

"S-Sorry" I stutter.

She doesn't answer, I just see her smile.

She turns up the radio and Valerie by Amy Winehouse comes on.

I can't help myself because it's my favorite song so I start singing along. First low, but then I get more confident.

I feel her eyes on me and I face her and blush.

"You have a great voice!" She yells over the music.

"Thanks." I say looking down.

"You have to do broadway, or something, your amazing!" She puts her hand on my leg and squeezes it with a smile.

I feel my body and breathe freeze. I just smile back at her.

And the rest of the car ride is just a comfortable silence. With my friend. That I like.

I think I really have to face the fact, that I have a crush.