I just wanted to clarify around the time I'm saying this takes place...but considering it's summer nothing really works for PLL...it's just based on characters and their stories, whereas the Glee time would be between the season 2 finale and the start of season 3.

Chapter 2

"Okay, sweet-cheeks. It's all very well guessing my name and telling me yours, but why are you hugging me?" Santana glared at her, holding her shoulders at arms' length.

"Well, Brittany's told me a lot about you. I think we'll be good friends"

"Oh, well I guess if she's got your approval, Britt" Santana smiled at the blonde who looked slightly giddy.

"She has. Definitely" Brittany answered.

"So, are we friends?" Emily asked Santana

"Sure" Santana smiled. "Which bed's free?" The three of her roommates pointed to the bed to the left of a door. "What's through there?"

"My room" Brittany squealed "Do you want me to go and find my roomies while you unpack? I've already told them so much about you"

"Of course. Don't be too long" Brittany kissed Santana on the cheek and left.

"She loves you" Lottie said. "Never shuts up about you"

"I know. She's usually like a lost puppy without me. How's she coped?" Santana asked

"The cheerios keep her busy" Emily laughed. "My best friend, Spencer, is in Britt's room"

"Oh, cool. Is she a swimmer too?"

"Nah, field hockey and sometimes tennis. She is an amazing athlete though, so she can probably swim" Emily grabbed a tower and began drying her hair. Santana noticed how flawless it was, even though most swimmer's probably get chlorine damaged hair all the time.

"So, guys, how much has Brittany told you about me, exactly?" Santana asked tentatively. She didn't mind if Brittany said they were friends with benefits, but anything else? She didn't want to think about it.

"We know about your baths together, if that's any clue?" Caitlin laughed.

"But don't worry; we're completely cool with it. I'm gay" Emily said, without missing a beat. Santana realised she must be 'out'. Maybe it was something they could discuss.

"My boyfriend is here for footb-soccer, too" Lottie said "He's coming to the little party by the pool tonight, even though we reserved it for just our set of rooms"

"I'm single" Caitlin chuckled "This camp seems like a cool place to meet people though. I've spoken to a few couples who met here. It's cute"

This reminded Santana of the first time she'd met Brittany, they ended up in the same group for everything; cheering groups, rooms, eating arrangements and every team building exercise. Back then they didn't come for any specific sport, it was all just to learn new skills and make friends before school started. The rooms of 4 were arranged in groups of 6, each had a kitchen with a chef working for half an hour, morning and evening, to make meals. The rooms had all been refurbished over the last year since they hadn't changed for at least 12 years so it was a welcome revamp. A lot had changed over the years, but it was always Santana's favourite time of the year. A month with Brittany. No parents. No one to get mad or defensive at. A month of cheerleading. This was the first year they weren't sharing a room, but Santana knew it was her fault so there was no reason to get mad.

Elementary kids couldn't choose specific sports, just skills, but when Brittany and Santana first arrived they managed to sneak into the cheerleading group every week. It was here that Santana had her first violent outburst, when she got separate from Brittany after their fourth year of this routine. An 8 year old screaming in Spanish probably isn't the scariest of prospects but the camp counsellor whose job it was to reason with Santana quit and from then on they had always been together.

Middle school camp was a different story. It was earlier in the summer than elementary, so Brittany and Santana hadn't had as long to plan how to be together, but they didn't know that middle school meant picking a specific sport. They met a lot of their now-teammates that year. Sue Sylvester was also coach that year. Rumor had it that in the first week of summer, when the high school kids had been there, she'd made one of them run laps all night for telling her they felt sick. However, Santana got on her good side and became co-choreographer.

Freshman camp was Santana's favourite summer. It was the first time she kissed Brittany, and more. They had more freedom and didn't have a counsellor searching for them all hours of the day. Now, into their 4th year of High School camp, it felt wrong to not be with Brittany.

"Who else is next door?" Santana asked

"A volleyball chick and a cheerio" Emily said, a glint in her eye. Santana made a mental note that Emily might have a thing for one of Brittany's roommates. Brittany re-entered the room from the door next to Santana's bed

"Tah-dah" She said, shoving who Santana guessed to be Spencer into the room. Emily smiled at her

"Where've you been, Spence?" She asked

"Melissa just swung by with my trig books" Spencer told her

"Come on, you're here 4 weeks. You are not doing work, I forbid it" Emily laughed.

"They're not for me. I'm teaching Brittany"

"She's so good at math, San. And look at her, she's hot" Brittany whispered into Santana's neck.

"She's actually pretty good at math, too. It's just her calculations that don't make sense. She gets the answer right every time" Spencer said, mystified.

"I use my phone's number thingy" Brittany whispered again. As they got talking about school and sports they were joined by 2 more girls, who Santana recognised as Nicole from the school volleyball team, and Sierra, from Utah, who was in their cheerleading group for the last 3 years, but never really spoke. Nothing had changed, Santana found. As the evening went on Emily found herself sneaking a lot of glances at Santana. Emily thought about how Brittany hadn't over exaggerated Santana's beauty at all. The one time Santana caught her glancing, they smiled at each other.

"We better go and get some food if we want to eat tonight" Nicole said, getting up from her seat next to Lottie. Everyone agreed and began to file out of the room. Brittany was laughing at Spencer's impression of a Duck and telling her where she was going wrong. When Santana and Emily were the only two left they both reached for the door at the same time, making contact with each other's hand.

"Sor-

"After-

"No you go" Santana said, noticing the nervous energy that had suddenly built up. Due to the small corridor leading to the door it seemed Santana had Emily trapped, she had no choice but to leave, but she didn't want to.

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