A guest asked for Brittany not to be so stupid in this… um, I personally agree with Santana; she's not stupid. Brittany has a unique mind, she says some off the wall things but that's just how it is. So… I don't know what to say, I'm not going to change her personality, I'm going to try and stick to her character. That's what makes Brittany so awesome and that's why Santana loves her so…
This story flip flops back and forth from Brittany's POV to Santana's POV certain things just sounded better coming from a certain brain I suppose.
Excuse any typos! I re-read it and I didn't see any but you know how that goes…
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Brittany's POV
June 8th
I woke up and found Santana in my bed. We were up all last night talking, and right in the middle of her sentence she drifted off. And I honestly didn't want her to leave so I just fell asleep too. I couldn't help but smile at my new friend… best friend? Yeah, I think Santana and me are best friends. Kind of like when you have marshmallows and gram cracker… you're kind of like… okay what's the point of the two of you? But when you put them together you're like…how could I have not lived without you. That's how I feel about Santana. How could I have not lived without her?
She was absolutely gorgeous; I noticed last night that when she smiles, she gets this dimple in her left cheek. It's too cute. She slept so peacefully that I didn't want to wake her, I just kind of watched her for a minute. She was snoring loudly… or more like breathing really heavily. I reached up to touch her hair because it had fallen in her face; it was so soft! I smiled even harder and when she opened her eyes she smiled at me too.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep in your bed; they're already small as is."
"Honestly, I don't mind. It was nice." Santana raised an eyebrow and smiled again when she got up. "You ready for the first official day of camp." I shook my head no. "Why not?" Santana ran into the bathroom.
"Because I don't have lessons with you!" She stuck her head out brushing her teeth.
"Britt, we have like every lesson together."
"Not tumbling, or stretching." I whined. I heard the water for a bit and Santana came out patting her face dry.
"That's only two lessons. And besides, that bitch Miranda won't even talk to you." She shrugged. "I brought my blade and I'm not afraid to cut a bitch." That made me giggle, but I could tell she was pretty serious. "I will walk you to both those lessons, and be there when you get out, okay? Does that make it better?" I shook my yes, that's when she smiled and leaned into me. I felt my heart dropped, it was like an invisible wall was separating us at first and then she came and knocked down by coming closer. But then she stopped and paused, I could see the instant tension that overtook her. "Good." Is all she said, "Now go get ready, we're gonna be late."
We both wore purple and black, I felt like her twin but it was only because our team was the fierce felines and it was mandatory to always sport your color and bandana. Santana looked bad ass with her baggy black sweat pants and her dark purple fitted t-shirt that literally hugged every curve of her body and rose up a little when she walked. So it exposed that bit of skin right beneath her belly button. And then she wore her bandana tied in a knot on her arm, while her hair went down her back in a mess of curls making her look like a Mexican sex goddess. We got to the part of the building where one of my lessons was. "You're going to kick ass without me." She said
"I'll try…" I leaned in and gave her a hug. I could feel her tense up again before she slowly relaxed into my arms. Darn it, I didn't want to let her go.
"Bye Britt."
"Bye Sanny-bear!" She shouted. Santana's smile quickly faded to a frown.
"The hell did I tell you about that name?"
"You remind me of a teddy bear though…" Santana through her arms up.
"Bye!"
Santana's POV
Every girl in my class is pretty damn worthless, there should be an advance cheerleading camp for girls like me and Britt. These girls can't do spits or herky's… hell the one chick didn't even know what a herky was. It made my blood boil. This was truly sad. So why I sat in on the lesson, watching my counselor teach us everything that I already knew; my thoughts drifted to Brittany.
No one had ever made me laugh the way Brittany does. And I mean no one. Unless it's someone falling down the bleachers during a football game, that was priceless. And Brittany isn't dumb; she's an undercover genius just waiting for her chance to shine. She thinks differently, which will definitely work out for her in the long run. That's when I heard two girls whispering back and forth. I heard bits and pieces of their conversation: Her and that dumb blonde… so stupid… fucking cat… she must not any friends either. Britt was my friend. I searched in my bag and looked for a bottle of water. I got up and started to drink it as I walked by, before slowly taking it away from my lips and dumping over both girls' heads. See mom, no fighting. They shrieked, stiffening up quickly and looking at me in horror, I gave them a smirk. "OMG! Guys I am so sorry!" I said dramatically. The counselor waved them off to get a towel and went back to the girl that couldn't do a split.
I took off full speed to meet Brittany by the door of her tumbling lesson so that she wouldn't think I forgot about her. I got there right on time and tried to catch my breath. I leaned against the wall like I just breezed by. "Hey!" She said giving me a hug as soon as she saw me.
"Hey, how was it."
"How was what?"
"You're lesson!"
"Oh… easy. How was yours?"
"Too easy." I put my arm around her neck playfully. "I was thinking, there should be an advance class for bad asses like us." I said as we headed to our chanting lesson right down the hall. "The way I look at it, we're the most talented cheerleaders here. They can't touch us."
"It's Brittany…" She didn't say it,
"Bitch!"
June 12th
Britt and I sat in our room around 12 am, we weren't sleep but we weren't talking either. She kept looking out the window at the lake, but I just figured she might have never seen one…
"Sanny-bear, can we go out to the lake?" She makes a name like that actually sound cute.
"I can't swim Britt-"She opened her mouth "Which means there is a good chance that I will drown. And drowning leads to death."
"I don't wanna go in… I just wanna sit on the dock." I hesitated for a minute, and then she pouted at me. Shit. "Please?"
"Ok…" I grabbed my iPod and jumped out of my bed putting on a pair of flip flops. It was dark outside, if it weren't for the lake lights the camp had I would have dragged Brittany back inside, no questions, no words. I wouldn't have cared if she pouted either. That was a lie; it would kill me inside but still. Brittany must have been able to tell to how scared I was, because I felt her take my pinky in her's and pull me closer so that our waist bumped with every sway of our hips. She looked me in my eyes and I just started to smile, I felt safer. Ha, that's weird, I felt safe with Brittany.
Brittany wanted to sit by the edge, but I think she sat in the middle to help me cope a little better. I couldn't help but look around, I felt paranoid. "Santana," She put her hand on my shoulder softly and drew my attention to her. "You wouldn't let anything happen to me, so I won't let anything happen to you. I promise. Relax." I blushed.
"O-ok."
Brittany POV
Santana put her head down for a second; her hair fell down like draping black Curtins in a play or something. I ran my fingers through it moving it out of the way. She blushed even harder. God that was cute. She finally looked up at me again. "So, why'd you want to come out here?"
"It always feels nice by lakes in the summer time. Like it's calling you in." I stopped talking for a minutes. "Maybe I could teach you how to swim this summer, and you could teach me some Spanish!"
Santana's POV
Brittany is my absolute favorite person, but I do not trust getting the water with her. I just don't. And she needs to learn the rest of the English language before I teach her another one. All I could so was giggle and say, "Maybe. You never know." I pulled out my iPod and started to play a Bruno mars song while we sat in silence looking out into the darkness of the lake.
"Can you sing?" She asked me, "I can… but every time I try people laugh." I frowned.
"People are douches Brittany, you have to remember that, and I'm sure you're a great singer." I got an idea. "How about I teach you some comebacks this summer?" She lit up.
"Yeah, tell me one right now."
"Alright… let's say someone calls you stupid, right? I want you to say 'yo mama so stupid, when your dad said it was chilly outside, she went and got a spoon." Brittany started to laugh. "Or,' yo mama so stupid she got locked in a grocery store and starved!'" She laughed harder. I could listen to her laugh for hours. "See," I said, "If you say that to Miranda I bet all her little friends would laugh in her face."
"C'mon, lemme teach you how to swim! I wanna be able to get into the lake with my best friend over the summer."
"Britt, not now; it's too dark. Besides, the lake is probably polluted."
"I wouldn't take a minor out to swim at night, that's dangerous." I snickered at her response. "I mean like after dinner tomorrow or something."
"Um, ok. But don't kill me Britt, seriously." She silently agreed before it got quiet between the two of us.
"Say something to me in Spanish." I said what's been on my mind all day.
"Tu eres muy bonita."
"Wow," Her eyes grew big, "What did you just say?" You are very beautiful.
"That's my secret." She pouted quickly.
"Best friends don't have secrets!" "Who said we were best friends." Is what Snikxx would have said to any other girl, but no. I couldn't say that to Brittany. "Please!" I covered my face playfully with me hands shouting,
"No, Britt!" I peeked through to find that she was no longer pouting, but simply staring at me. I removed my hands to meet her gaze and I felt like I had gotten lost in her piercing, ocean blue eyes. And I couldn't turn away, but that didn't really matter because all I really wanted to do was look at her anyway.
Brittany's POV
Santana's lips looked so delicious. Like bitable delicious. They were full, and a pinkish color, but not as pink as mines. They shined because of her lip gloss which just made them look juicy and I just wanted to push her down and suck on them; especially her bottom lip. Ah! I wanted to kiss her. Wait… I want to kiss Santana?
That's when she turned away from me and faced her body to the lake. And for some reason I felt alone. I think the energy from our eyes was giving me heat because as soon as she turned I felt cold. So I moved closer to her, both of us now facing the lake, and I could feel her body heat. It seemed like she was burning. Yup, we were exchanging heat. I placed my head on her shoulder gently, and I felt her breathing grow heavier. "You ok?" I asked.
Santana's POV
"Yeah," I felt out of breath being this close to her. And it was 50 degrees outside, why was I so damn hot. I just know that having her head on my shoulder… having her this close to me felt… good. So damn good. I relaxed into her after I got over my excitement. I slowly took my arm and placed it around her back bringing her body even closer so that she was leaning into me, then I rested my head on top of hers.
How is it that my life was getting harder and harder with Brittany around, yet growing simpler and simpler at the same time? Why do I feel the need to protect her, or even care for her? Everything about this girl made fucking moths grow in my stomach, and they fluttering around making me feel like I was going to vomit. But I wasn't going to vomit because within seconds, Brittany started to make me feel good. She would say something and to make my heart race. Uhg! This wasn't me, all this mushy shit, being nice to someone? No, this was not the Santana Lopez that people have grown to fear and respect. But I do, I honestly thought I was going to punch those girls in class today. And I don't know why people are so blind, but I could sit and talk and listen to her for hours at a time and never get bored. I've always found girls attractive, but then again, I always thought that everybody did. You have to be either blind or just dumb to not find girls beautiful. That's what I thought. But Brittany, she's more than attractive… she's like magnetic. It's like I'm drawn to her. But this, two girls, its wrong… right?
We were like that for a minute before I whispered, "C'mon, we have to be up in a few hours and I don't want you to get too cold." She agreed and got up, then helped me up.
Brittany's POV
When I woke up Santana was in the mirror brushing and flat ironing her hair. "No!" I shouted to her. "Leave it curly." She smiled at me.
"Maybe tomorrow, but I already started to flat iron this one side, so I gotta finish."
"You could pull it off." I flirted, she either didn't pick up on it or she ignored it, I heard her cute giggle in the bathroom.
"How'd you sleep?" She asked continuing to brush at her hair.
"Amazingly." I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom watching her through the mirror. "It's going to curl back up because of the water." She turned around quickly.
"What water?!"
"You said I could teach you how to swim today, Sanny- Bear." She groaned.
"I'm not in the mood to die today, Britt… maybe next year?"
"Santana, no." She dropped her shoulders and pouted. But her's weren't as good as mines. Although, a kiss might have worked…
"Okay, okay, alright. After dinner." She tuned back to her reflection and continued with her hair.
We were walking to stunt class when Heather and Noelle walked over to us. "Well if it isn't two peas in a pod." Heather hissed. Santana practically jumped,
"I'll give you two peas in a pod-! "
"San," I whispered to her as she calmed down.
"So what are you two? Lady lovers? You only hang around each other." Noelle chimed, laughing at her own logic.
"It's not like either of you appreciated her!" Santana got taken back by her own words while the other girls started to laugh harder.
"She's too stupid to appreciate." Santana nudged me in my side.
"Well! Both of y'all moms so stupid that when your dad went to the grocery store and got chili they thought it was cold!" Santana covered her mouth to control her laughing.
Santana's POV
I don't know what I loved more, the fact that Brittany fucked the joke up and it was still good, or that Noelle and Heather both didn't know what to say. In fact they looked kind of hurt as they turned to go back to their cabin. I threw my arms around Brittany, "That was amazing!"
"I'm sorry, I tried to remember what you told me last night but it all just came out-"
"Great! Brittany, you made up your own joke and it was amazing!"
"Really?" She asked. I nodded my head proudly finally letting go of her. "So, you appreciate me?" I froze.
"Um, yeah you know. I was trying to say that... you know they had a chance to be your friend but they failed because they're bitches and they don't deserve you. Or to be your friend, I mean." I was stuttering, I never stutter! Brittany smiled that smile that turns my legs to jelly.
"Oh, ok. That makes sense."
Brittany's POV
The day went by pretty fast, it's either because Santana and me were together all day, because of the hug she gave me earlier or because I was sleep in chanting lessons. But either way… it was probably because of my Sanny-Bear. It was later in the day and I was going to take Santana out swimming, but she was taking forever to come out in her bathing suite. Finally she stepped out in a red two piece. Maybe it was just me but her boobs looked freaking incredible, and so did her legs. I thought that I'd just died and gone to Latina heaven! "You know how you asked last night if I could sing?"
"Yup,"
"Well I can-"
"Lemme hear!"
"Well… you have to sing with me then." I agreed as she pulled out her iPod and started to play a song on speaker. "Do you know this?" I shook my head yes. "Ok, you take the first verse."
Some things we don't talk about
Rather do without
And just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of
Together all the while
Then she joined in,
You can never say never
While we don't know when
But time and time again
Younger now than we were before
I stepped closer to her and she did it again, her breathing picked up and I could feel her growing tense. She focused her eyes on the ground though.
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
She calmed down and then she started,
Picture, you're the queen of everything
As far as the eye can see
She looked up and met my gaze,
Under your command
I will be your guardian
When all is crumbling
I steady your hand
She sung the last part herself,
We're falling apart and coming together again and again
We're growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again
The music finally stopped and I couldn't help but smile. "You're a great singer! We can sing each other to sleep!"
Santana's POV
Brittany wanted us to start singing each other to sleep? Eh, sounds to couple-ly. "Maybe… on some nights Britt-Britt." I tell her maybe a lot. I've never been so uncomfortable before. But I think it's because it was like we were singing to each other…
Brittany looked fucking gorgeous in her bathing suite. I almost collapsed when I placed my eyes on her, and my throat grew dry. I had to stop my eyes from wandering too much. Her stomach looked so toned, and god, her legs.
We left out for the lake, and just my luck there was no one out there. "Where is everybody? Its summer, don't they wanna swim?"
"A bunch of cheerleaders? Everyone worried about their hair!" Brittany laughed taking me by the hand. We made our way under the dock so that I wouldn't have to jump into the water. Brittany took my hand and led me in.
"Shit! Cold!" I screamed running back.
"Santana, c'mon, I'll keep you warm." She reached out for me and I reluctantly took her hand again and started into the water with her. We went deeper and deeper in.
"Brittany wait, I kind of can't stand anymore." She pulled me close to her by my waist and just held me in the water under the dock. Maybe it was okay this time because no one could see us.
"I will not let you drown, just relax. If you panic in water then you probably will drown." She whispered to me.
"Ok…" I closed my eyes and melted into her. "I'm relaxed."
"I can tell." Brittany laughed, and that's when I noticed that I was lying on her chest.
"Sorry,"
"It's ok..." I noticed that my feet were no longer touching the ocean floor.
"Shit, Brittany how far out are we?!"
"Relax." She was still holding me close, but now she was looking at me… it was a hungry look. "I think you're really pretty Santana." I blushed completely and I felt like I could have died at that moment.
"You're pretty too." I choked out. I wasn't focused on the fact that my feet weren't touching the sand in the lake anymore, but I could honestly only focus on Brittany that look. "Are you ok, Britt?" She smiled.
"When I'm with you I'm fine." She leaned in and placed a quick kiss on my cheek before moving back. "Im gonna let you go now-"
"No! I'll sink."
"No you won't, calm down." She slowly removed her hands from my hips and smiled harder.
"Fuck, I'm floating!" I screamed.
"I told you!"
When we got out of the water we ran to get our towels and sandals from the dock and we couldn't stop laughing, but I honestly don't know what we were laughing at. I just know I liked it.
I think the lake scene was my favorite.. both of them! Or maybe when Santana poured the water on the other girls. Ok, ok, no. It was definitely when Brittany messed the joke up but it was still great!
Tell me what you liked best and what you thought of it J
Who the hell doesn't love Brittany JUST THE WAY SHE IS?!
The craziness.