Title: Love & Softball

Author: BrennaAimee

Pairing: Santana/Brittany

Rating: PG 13

Summary: Santana transfers to a new high school from one where she is a softball star. Can she prove she belongs on this new team? Can she impress her new captain . . . in more ways than one?

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|1 Week Later|

Santana's P.O.V

It had been a week since I'd started at this new school and I had already fallen into a pretty consistent routine. I noticed as soon as I walked in the first day that most of the students who got to school early all hung out in the gym until the bell rang for class. I had also already found a familiar group of people I hung out with: Madison, Kayla, Arianna, Malachi, and Puck. They brought me into their group the first day I arrived. I was glad that they did. They had all spent their entire high school career at this school and I was lost. Luckily, they all had at least one class with me, so they could show me around. After hanging out with them for a couple days I found out they all played sports. Sports are highly glorified at this high school. Malachi and Madison play basketball, Kayla and Arianna play tennis, and Puck plays baseball. Puck and I shared an instant connection, purely friendship based. He had already started hanging out at my house. We often watched softball or baseball games and tended to argue over player stats. That night was Sunday night and the next day was my softball tryouts. I shouldn't have been nervous, but I couldn't help but to feel as if I may fail. Puck, Raquel and I were watching a movie and my mind kept wondering off to the next day.

"Lopez" Puck said snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"Huh? What? What did I miss?"

"You zoned out, what's up? Are you day dreaming about sleeping with me again?" Puck smirked.

"Oh yes Puck, nothing but." I exclaimed sarcastically. Our friendship was a little strange, but worked for us because we were both smartasses and major flirts.

"Ok tell daddy Puck what's wrong." He said laughing.

"Ok first off never and I mean never refer to yourself like that again. I'm just thinking about tomorrow and the try outs."

"San, we practiced all afternoon and I know most of the girls from the team. You are just as good, no scratch that, better than most of them, and our team is nothing to joke about. They are good, but you belong on that team. So, don't worry about it."

"Thanks Puck-y" I laugh at the use of the childish nickname I gave him.

An hour later Puck left and I went to get ready for a restless nerve filled night of sleep.

The sound of Remember Love playing as my alarm woke me up. I hoped in the shower, threw on my makeup, dried my hair and ran downstairs to eat breakfast before school. I sat down at the table in front of a plate full of food, thanks to mi Madre of course.

"Buenos dias sissy!" Raq all but yelled at me.

"Well, good morning to you too baby sis, what's got you in such a good mood this morning?"

"The same thing that I'm pretty sure is about to have you in a good mood." Raquel said grinning mischievously. Obviously she got let in on something I didn't.

I finished eating my breakfast and ran upstairs to grab my book bag and softball bag. I threw my personalized helmet, my well-worn in Wilson A2000 Z cat glove, and my 2010 Combat Lisa Fernandez bat. All of these items had some kind of meaning and I was using them as lucky charms. I threw my lucky sliding shorts, basketball shorts, matching softball jersey and my Jennie Finch cleats in my bag on top of my equipment.

"Mija, come down here and bring all your stuff. We have a surprise for you." I heard my dad call.

"Coming Papi" I yelled back. I didn't know why I had to bring my stuff I had fifteen minutes before I had to be ready to leave to get dropped off at school, but I grabbed my stuff anyways.

I saw mi Madre, Padre, and Raquel standing by the garage door. I walked over to them and Raq had this knowing smirk plastered across her face. Papa lead us into the garage and opened his car door to hit the door button. The garage door started to pull up and I gasped. Raquel let out a squeal, but this one was one of surprise, not one of knowing. Sitting in the driveway in front of us were two cars with bows on them. One is Raquel's which is an Audi R8, black candy paint, with white and black stitched interior. The other is my dream car: a 1957 convertible T-Bird, candy apple red pearl painted, black cloth interior. Both were complete with sound systems. My jaw hit the floor. I heard my dad chuckle.

"Mija's I told you when it came time we would get you your dream cars, well you both drove around older cars at your last school and neither of you had accidents, so your rewards for that and not making our insurance sky rocket are these."

Anyone else would probably been a little irked that their baby sister was getting a brand new Audi, but the T-Bird has been my dream since I was old enough to know what one was. I ran and practically jumped into my dad's arms. If I wasn't as tall as my father I might have succeeded.

Our parents rushed us off to school, making sure we buckled our seat belts, and put down our cell phones before we went.

I pulled up in the parking lot and saw Puck, Madison, and Kayla getting out of his car. I pulled in the parking spot beside him.

"Damn, Lopez." Puck yelled. All I could do was smirk back at him.

"You understand I hate you right now right?" Puck asked ogling my new baby.

"And you act like I care. You can suck it Puck." I said laughing at his reaction. He goes to touch it. "Down Mohawk, you can look but don't touch."

"Fine, whatever, but don't expect me to wish you luck on your tryouts today."

"I'll take that as your way of wishing me luck then. I still fully expect you to walk with me to the field house." I told him.

"Yeah, whatever"

After school I waited by my locker for Puck and I see a group of girls carrying softball bags heading out the door. I must admit they look pretty intimidating. Mark stepped up beside me and seen where I was looking.

"I told you not to worry about it Lopez, you're going to rock your try outs."

"I really hope your right Puckerman."

Puck walked me out toward the softball field house. He wished me good luck and pointed me in the direction of the changing rooms. I walked in and heard girls talking.

"Did you hear, they are letting a new girl tryout? I heard she was a major bitch. She snapped off on some people in the hall."

"Yeah, I saw that, she just moved here, and she transferred from a private school. She's probably one of those girls that can get away with buying her way through everything on her families money."

"I heard she's a pitcher, but I mean who does she think she is coming here and thinking she may get a pitching spot?"

"You know B would be upset if she did since her girl is the pitcher."

"Hey, who said I'm going to be upset about anything, and she's not my girl."

"Oh come on B, everyone knows."

"That's where everyone is wrong. Everyone knew past tense. People get everything all wrong."

"So, what if this girl tries to come in and take your captain spot B, you know you're a softie."

"Look I'm amazing and the way I run this team is nothing but solid, so let someone try." The girl I waas assuming was 'B' laughed.

I stepped back and wondered what I had gotten myself into. I hadn't even walked into the changing area yet and I was already being talked about. 'This is going to be a long tryout.'