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Santana's POV

"Tada! I'm glad you still recognize my voice" Santana looked at her, still not believing that the girl was standing there in front of her, with her big smile and her tight jeans, a simply with shirt and her blonde hair felling on her shoulders, she looked perfect.

She was smiling too...that day...

"Santana! You are soaked." the girl noticed stepping immediately closer to her friend.

"I-I forgot my umbrella" she said, her voice sounding more like her normal self.

"You better take a bath and change your clothes..right now" Brittany said pushing her in the direction of the bathroom.

"Um.." Santana didn't put any resistance, she could use the time anyways.

...She was smiling, when we first met ...

Santana saw her young self alone in the playground, the little girl noticed the flowering shrubs at the far side and no having anything better to do she walked closer to them, she looked at the flower trowing her head to the side staring at it intensely waiting for anything to happen, after minutes of waiting she was getting bored, she grabbed one and she ripped it out off the shrub indifferently.

"You shouldn't do that you know..." the voice startled her and she jumped in her place, she turned around slowly, facing the smiling little blonde. "..They work very hard bloom every year" the little girl looked guilty from the flower in her hand to the blonde, trying to think of something to say.

"I-I.."

Santana trow her head back letting the water fall on her face, maybe it'll wash the memories away, maybe, just maybe.

...I want to protect that smile ...

When the image of Brittany in that coffee shop with that guy, smiling, laughing, filled her head she closed her fist tightly, her knuckles turned white.

...I wanna be the one who makes her smile...Brittany...

Brittany's POV

Brittany was sitting at couch waiting for her friend to come out of the bathroom, she looked around the place, it was messier now that Brittany wasn't around, she noticed the picture on the small table beside the couch, the same picture that Santana had been staring at for hours.

She remembered perfectly that day. It was Santana's first day of high school and in the Cheerios. The capitan of the Squad, Brittany, looked at her friend up and down, then she smiled approvingly at the sight of her friend in the red and white uniform. She took the brunette's hands and began running down the hall pulling Santana with her.

"Britt what are you doing?" Santana asked annoyed, but didn't tried anything to stopped her.

"We are taking a picture" the blonde answered matter of factly. The second they stepped outside the cold made them both visibly shiver.

"Why are we taking a picture together?" the Latina asked in the same annoyed voice as before. She was pissed, it was cold outside and she was only wearing her Cheerios uniform, and honestly, that didn't covered much up.

"It's a memory of your first day of High School" Brittany looked around, when she spot the right place for her photo she dragged Santana in that direction.

"I don't want to"

"You don't want to take a picture with me ?" the blonde was hurt at the thought, but of course she didn't showed that , instead she covered it up with a curious smile.

"No, I'm not one of your fangirls, why do you bother hanging out with me anyways? It can't be good for your reputation"

Yes, Brittany was a very popular, very. Everyone liked her, even the teachers loved her, what wasn't not like about Brittany really? She is beautiful, funny, responsible, kind and respectful always and with everybody, she is warm, soft, sweet, friendly, in one word, she has always been perfect. and Santana ? she was...pretty antisocial. Making friends was difficult for her, and keeping them was even more so. They knew each other for a few years and Brittany always acted like they were best friends, but it wasn't till High School that Santana felt they were truly friends.

"Because I like you, we are friends aren't we?" Brittany finally stopped walking and turned to look at her.

"...You are such a weird girl" Santana sighed.

Brittany smiled widely, proud.

"It's not a compliment" Santana clarified, the only reply she got was a giggle.

Brittany was holing her phone in her free hand, she turned Santana around and pulled her closer to her body with her free hand.

"Now ..smile"

The sound of the Latina coming back in the leaving room brought Brittany back to reality. She looked up to see Santana in her pajamas drying her hair with a towel and holding her hair dryer with her free hand.

"This place hasn't changed at all since the last time I was here , just as messy" Brittany finished with a cute chuckle.

"I know, you don't have to mention it" the brunette sighed and sat down next to her friend. The blonde took the hair dryer out of her friend hand and began drying the Latina's hair.

"B-Britt I can do it myself" she tried to get the thing back.

"Stay still, will you?" the blonde said in that tone of voice that didn't leave room to any kind of argument.

And Santana knew it so did as she was told, she folded her hands on her lap and closed her eyes enjoying Brittany's soft touches.

"It's the raining season now, you should take an umbrella wherever you go, also remember not to stay so long in the shower, and stop putting sugar in everything you eat, I feel sorry for your tummy"

Santana blushed at the tone of Brittany's voice,she was being lectured.

"Britt, stop treating me like a three years old okay ?" she tried to cover up the red on her cheeks with the irritation in her voice. "You should be worrying more about yourself anyways.."

"Me?" the blonde asked confused.

"Yes , drinking thee everywhere you go is a bad habit, and unhealthy ! You even skip lunch for it, And don't act as though you are so perfect , it only increases the numbers of your fans and your troubles , who know what they might do to you..." Santana's voice sounded more defensive than she would ever like to admit. Brittany noticed that too and her laugh soon filled the whole apartment.

"What are you laughing about?" this time, the latina did sound angry.

"It's been such a long time since I've listing to your grumbling, I miss it, and they aren't my fans, they are my friends" the taller girls answered with a sweet smile. At the words Santana's anger disappeared in secondes and her blushes came back on full force.

"And I miss your blushes too" Brittany amused voice only made the whole situation worse for the poor girl who didn't know where to look and was seriously considering if running out of her apartment in her pajamas would make her feel more uncomfortable than Brittanys words.

Silence filled the room again before Santana spoke.

"Although..it's not like I actually need to worry ..you are doing well even without me around" she said sadly, Brittany's smile dropped for a second.

"Shouldn't that be my line ?" She asked from behind Santana where she was still playing swith the girl's hair.

The Latina didn't know how to answer her friends words, so she decided to ask what was really in her mind. She turned around and looked at her friend.

"Britt, why are you here ?" she asked.

'why' am I here ...

To be continued ...

So here you have it! Some background in the girls friendship. Some calm before the storm.

We'll know why Brittany is back in the next chapter.

Anyone can guess ?