Brittany's POV:

I got up early in the morning to prepare for my soccer practice after I received a call from coach Beiste informing me that she had a talk with Figgins about keeping the team, and her will to divide her days of practice with the football team.

Still, I have to keep this as a secret to Holly, my step mom. She loves me so much that she's being so overprotective but I don't need that now. I want to be a little bit of careless for once in my life.

"Good morning, pumpkin! How was school yesterday?" She asked, yawning.

"Yesterday was great!" I said to her. I showed my best smile, then, continued my breakfast.

"I see... Did you meet new friends?" She asked while going to the fridge.

I nodded. "Yes, I met five new amazing people." I said as I wiggle my eyebrows.

"Wow, sweet!" She says, snorting. "Who are these kids?"

"Umm, Puck, Tina, David, Quinn and Santana." I said, and sing song the last name.

"Honey, is there a hot water left in the kettle? I suddenly had a change of heart, I want coffee."

"Yes." I nodded.

"Santana, Santana..." She mumbled "That sounds very familiar." She mumbled.

"Really? Her name is Santana Marie Lopez." I said to her as she made her coffee.

She snapped her finger. "Yeah! She was my patient before and it's their hospital I'm working right now." She says and sips through her coffee. "Oooh, I burnt my tongue, damn it!"

"You're a Psychologist, are you telling me she's crazy?," arching my eyebrows.

She hits me in the head. "Not all my patients are or were crazy! And I as a professional doctor, won't tell you what happened to her, all my patients' cases are confidential."

"But she's my friend!" I said, squinting my eyes on her.

"Even if she's your mother!" She says.

"Okay, okay!" I drank my water fast and got up. "Uh- I gotta go!" I said to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Wait, wait!" She says. "Come back in here." She instructed, so I turned back around.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Don't you 'what's up, what's up' me young lady... Your first class is not going to start as early as 7 AM." She says sternly.

"So? I want to come to school early." I lied to her.

"Oh really? 'Cause some bird called me informing me, you joined the soccer team, again!" She says eyeing me.

"What, a bird can talk?" I asked her jokingly.

"Britt, you know what I'm saying, don't try to fool me." She sighed.

"Mom, I'm better now, I swear! Just please let me play!" I plead showing my unbearable pouty lips.

"No Brittany, you're not going to join that soccer team or any sports. We've talked about it before. You know what the doctors said."

I rolled my eyes "Come on mom, please! I'll tell you if I start to feel something different, okay? And besides, I play Forward, so I only have to score a goal and my teammates will handle the rest." Well, I hope that would be enough for her to say yes.

She let out a sigh and opened her arms. "Okay, give me a hug." So I did. "Promise me you will take good care of yourself, pumpkin."

"I promise." I whispered and smiled for victory.

Coach Beiste rescheduled our practice from morning to afternoon after classes so when I started, I kind of feel not so well already and coach was getting pissed off of how I perform right now.

"Brittany! What the hell was that?"

I looked down, embarrassed as coach Beiste won't stop yelling about my performance. I don't know what's happening. I feel like an old person and my adrenaline is starting to get poor.

"Defender Brittany! Defender! What do a defender does?!" She asks yelling at me.

"To keep the ball away from the keeper, prevent opposing attackers from passing or receiving, and block shots." I enumerated feeling so down.

"Do you think you did all of that?!"

"I told you coach, I'm good if I'm Forward, Defense is not for me." I complained.

"What the hell are you talking about? You've been in that position before!"

She was right, but I can't play this position anymore. I was good at this but that was before. Holly would make me stop if she finds out that I lied to her being a Forward.

"Defending requires a player to be well-fit, hard-working, and quick. You know you, Emily, Reagan and Karma are the ones I can look up to that." I wiped away the sweat on my face. This is going to be so hard. Coach thought I'm already better but the truth is, I'm still under observation. This is my third year, I can't mess things up.

"Sorry coach, I'll do my best this time." I said to her with conviction.

"No, I think you're done for today. Go ahead and shower up. Tomorrow, you will report to me at 10AM sharp, are we clear?" She sternly says while writing on her notepad.

"Yes, coach." I was upset. This was my first practice since I came back from my surgery. Maybe I'll practice in our backyard when I get home.

So I took my duffel bag, heading inside the school for shower, someone poked me from behind.

"Getting a rough day, huh?" I jolted in surprise.

"Oh my god, don't do that!" I turned around and see that it was Santana.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," she says smiling guiltily.

I smirked at her and laughed. "That was fine, you don't have to say sorry, and yes I am having a rough day, but I'm great now, I guess." Yes, I'm feeling better now seeing Santana in front of me. Geez, I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach right now.

"Nice, good to hear you're feeling better now after coach Beiste yelled at you," she says smirking.

"Oh no, don't. That was embarrassing. Hmm wait.. You saw me getting yelled at, really?" I asked her. Oh gosh, please don't say yes!

"Yes, I was watching your practice." She smiled. "I hope it was okay?" She asked, blushing this time.

"Well, as much as it was embarrassing you seeing me getting yelled at, I was flattered for being watched at my practice by one and only co-captain of the cheerio, Santana Lopez." I said, showing my biggest smile.

"It's an honor." she says, smiling back at me.

I jerked my head. "Let's go?"

"Okay." She replied and we started walking again. "Where are you heading, by the way?" She asks.

"Oh, I'm gonna go for a shower and then, will be heading home after. What about you?"

"I was planning to get home," she says and it made me think.

"Was, but then you see me, so, no?" I teased her.

I think I saw her eyes widen. "Yeah, sort of. I mean- but you're going home after, so I think I should get going too," she explained stuttering.

"You know what, I have an idea." I stopped on my track and she did too. "What about you wait for me at the parking lot, I will just go for a shower and be back after 10 minutes." I asked her, getting nervous inside.

"Hmm, why?" She asks, knitting her eyebrows.

"I want to eat dinner, wanna come?" I asked her. Fuck. My head is pounding like there was someone hammering my head.

She thinks for a moment and smiled. "Okay, I guess that would be fine. Besides, it's already 5:15," she says.

I beamed. "Really?" I almost squeal. Damn it Brittany, calm your tits! Don't be too obvious that you have a crush on her.

She nodded. "Yeah, so see you at the parking lot?"

"Y-yeah! See you, and wait for me okay?" I said to her while walking backwards heading to the shower.

"Go!" She beamed, then I started running ahead.

Santana's POV:

I know I just met Brittany but when she asked me for a dinner, I don't know what happened. I said yes instead of no.

Well, I don't want to think that this is a date. She just asked for dinner, and besides, I will be home alone tonight, dad called that they will be in their friends' party and I don't want to have dinner by myself.

After exactly 10 minutes, Brittany came back. "Santana!"

"Hey, you're late!" I told her, looking pissed off.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!"

"I was kidding!" I smirked and laughed at her.

"You, beautiful creature!" she says, eyeing me playfully.

Did I heard her right? She just told me, I was beautiful. Oh no, I think I'm blushing.

"I forgot to ask if you brought your car."

"Uh, actually no." I shook my head. Well, that was a lie. I did bring it. So I'm just going to text Puck to drive my car home.

"Cool! I get the privilege to drive Santana Lopez." She says, wiggling her brows. Why is she so adorable?

"S-sure," I stuttered.

"Shall we?" She asked, offering her hands for me to take.

"Let's go." I replied, beaming, and took her hand.

She opened the door for me on the passenger seat and covers my top head,"Careful," she says.

"What a gentle woman you are." I told her.

"Anything for you ma'am," she says, smiling. She closed the door and got in, seated on the driver's seat.

"Where are we going?"

"Breadsticks!" She exclaimed.

Brittany's POV:

The night is still young so we decided to order some dessert while talking about childhood and some of our favorite stuff. I really want to know if she's in a relationship. Hell, I badly want to know if she's gay like me but I don't know how to open up the topic. Hearing coach Sylvester called her Lezpez gives me 80% chance that she's a lesbian. Currently, we are talking about movies.

"Oh and this July, I want to see Minions on theater!" She says excitedly.

"I love to see it too! What about we watch Minions together?" I asked.

There you go Brittany! Hmm, but hey, I really love minions too. They are sooo adorable!

"Really?" she gasped. "Okay. I'll ask Puck and Quinn to join us!" She says, beaming.

Enk! Brittany's score is still zero!

"Yeah, I think that would be cool!" I replied but hoping that her friends will have other things to do.

"Ooohhlala, our ice cream is here." She says licking her lips.

I almost fainted. That was sexy!

"Here are your desserts, one mango cheesecake and one cookies and cream," the waitress said, smiling "Anything else?"

"Nope, thanks!" I replied smiling back.

"Okay, enjoy your desserts!" the waitress says before she walked back to the counter.

"You have to taste this! This one is amazing!" Santana says, offering me a spoon of her mango cheesecake ice cream.

So I took my spoon and scoop from her ice cream mug. "Hmmmmm" I moaned teasingly. "This is the best ice cream I've ever tasted!" I said to her. "Do you wanna try my ice cream?"

"Huh?" She asked, looking out of space.

"Do you wanna try cookies and cream?" I asked again looking at her in my flirtatious way.

She cleared her throat. "Y-yeah, I guess," she stuttered.

She took her spoon but it slipped out of her hand and it dropped on the floor. "Oh shit," she mumbled.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5." I counted very fast.

"What was that?" She asked, laughing.

"It takes five seconds before bacteria can get into something that is dropped on the floor and you cannot use your spoon 'cause it already took 5 seconds on the floor and is now 20, 21, 22..."

"Okay, I get it, I get it..." She says, giggling. "You're a very witty person," she gave a compliment, and I blushed.

"Duh?" That was the only word that came out from me. Geez, this woman.

She waved at the waitress.

"What are you doing?" I asked her, looking confused.

"I'm getting a new spoon," she says.

"Use mine." I told her.

"What?!" She let it out loudly.

I laughed at her. "Well, I think it's cool if we share spoon, and besides, I'm really planning to share you my ice cream and don't worry, I don't have any diseases." I said to her. Getting there Pierce!

She showed a small smile, "You sure?"

"Hey! You think I have a disease?"

She snorted "I was kidding!"

I smiled at her. We shared spoon and ice creams, and told never ending stories.

I really wanted to know if she has a boyfriend or a girlfriend, but I think it's still early to ask about those things. So I decide to drop it off for now.

As the night gets older, I'm getting to know more about Santana.

Santana's POV:

"And now we're here, you can stop right there." I pointed near the big tree.

"No, It's fine. I'll just pull up on the driveway," she offered.

"Okay." I smiled.

"There you go..." She says as she parks in the driveway. "Thanks for having dinner with me, Santana." she said, looking at me.

"You're welcome, thanks for paying for the dinner too. I really had a great time." I told her and she smiles.

For a moment, our eyes locked at each other.

My breath started to hitch, why am I feeling this way?

Then she starts to lean closer and closer.

Now what, Santana? Why are you not moving?

Her face was like fucking centimeters away now... Holy shit!

Then I heard the lock door clicked. "I just opened it for you, this door lock always gets stuck." She let out a small laugh.

I slightly shook my head. "Oh, t-thanks." I let out a nervous laugh and step out.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked, surprisingly.

I lowered down. "Yes, tomorrow." I smiled grinningly. "See you tomorrow." She nodded and I closed the car door.

I was already in the porch when I heard her car door opened, "Santana!"

I looked back and see her running towards me "You forgot this!" She said as she hands me my purse.

"Yes, this is mine." I laughed. "Thanks Britt and good night." I giggled, and she smiled coyly.

"You're welcome." She replied and to my surprise, she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, so close that her lips almost landed on mine. "Good night, Santana." She smiled and winked.

And now I couldn't move.

"Jesus Christ!" I mumbled.

The next morning, I woke up by the smell of pancake, so I assumed that Hiram and Leroy were already home.

So I decided to get up, besides it was already 7 in the morning and my first class will start at 9.

"Good morning, Santana!" Hiram greets as I entered the kitchen.

"Morning," I murmured. "Smells good, hmm, please tell me it is pancake!" Looking at him with my best puppy dog eyes.

"Pancakes and hotdogs for you, princess." He winked.

I shook my head and giggled. "Oh, please! I'd rather be called a bitch than be called a princess." I snorted and sat on a stool.

"You and Rachel will always be mine and Leroy's princesses." Hiram sets the plates and handed one to me with 2 pancakes and 2 hotdogs. "Please, take as many as you can!" he walked behind me and kissed my side forehead."I'll just call your dad." Hiram walked out of the kitchen.

I took a forkful of pancake and shoved it into my mouth. Yes, I'm always that very, very hungry every morning. "Hmmmmm!" I moaned. "Hiram! You really know the type of pancake I want! You really are a the master chef!" I shouted letting him know.

I roll my eyes when I didn't hear a reply. "Yeah, right. Calling Leroy when I know that they're just having sex." I mumbled.

I was on my last pancake when I heard my phone beep.

I took the phone out of my pocket and read the text.

Good morning (with a smiley)- Unknown

I knitted my brows. "Who's this?" I asked to no one.

Good morning, may I know who this is? I replied.

Then I drank water while waiting for the reply.

Come on, why so formal? I got your number from Puck- Brittany

I think I blushed knowing it's Brittany. I immediately saved her number.

I received another text from her.

I'm sorry. I was really planning to get your number last night but then I got shy. I think I shouldn't have gotten your number from Puck, I'm sorry. (Sad face) -B

I replied back...

Yeah, right, like you also got shy when you kissed me last night? -S

Smirking after I sent the message.

I got back to eating while waiting for her reply. I was really teasing her.

Yes! I got shy! If I wasn't, I would have kissed you on the lips and not on your cheek (winking emoji face) -B

I choked myself after I read her reply.

I took a glass of water and drink.

What do I reply now?

Before I could respond, Hiram came back with Leroy.

"Sweetheart, I didn't saw your car outside, did you brought your car back to Burt's auto shop?" He asked confused.

Oh shit! Puck hasn't brought back my car yet! That asshole! I bet he used my car again to impress hot girls. "Umm, Puck borrowed my car."

"What are you going to use?" He asked and I just shrugged.

Phone beeps.

I was thinking if I could drive you to school? Besides, we have the same class, err Quinn told me- B

I arched my eyebrow. She has Puck's and Quinn's numbers already? I looked around. She's not in here, is she?

"Santana?"

"W-what?"

"Do you want me to drive you to school?" Hiram asked.

"No, it's fine. Brittany offers to drive me." I told them while typing a message back to Britt saying ... Okay, I really need a ride (smiley)

"Oh, you have a new friend." Leroy looked at me playfully and saw him elbowed Hiram.

I glared at them, rolling my eyes. "Dads, she is just a new friend and we barely know each other," I shoved the last bite of pancake into my mouth.

"Hiram, did you hear me say anything about dating or flirting?" He teasingly asked.

Hiram shook his head. "Nope, nothing at all." Hiram took his plate. "Let's go fix ourselves before Brittany gets here," he whispered to Leroy but enough for me to hear.

"Honey, if you're going to have a new girlfriend, this girl better be beautiful and as smart as Rachel." Leroy said as he and Hiram walk ahead to the living room.

"Unbelievable!"

Brittany picked me up that morning and I hate how dads kept on teasing us to each other.

I felt some guilt in me because Rachel suddenly came into my mind. How would she feel if she's alive and see me flirting with someone I just knew for about 48 hours. Well, today will be 72 hours.

I started to felt uncomfortable towards Brittany...

"Hey, are you sure you're okay? You haven't talked much after we left your house," she asks me as we head to the cafeteria for lunch.

"I just feel nauseous," I lied.

"Do you want me to take you to the clinic?" She asked, looking worried.

"No, I will be fine." I told her and forced a smile.

When we finally got into the cafeteria, we sat in a long table with Tina and Karofsky.

"Where's Quinn and Puck?" I asked Tina.

"I saw them enter the janitor's room, I think they are making out right now!" Karofsky answered for her and gets a hit in the head by Tina.

"He is just kidding!" Tina told me.

"Puck and Quinn look good together, at first I thought they were a couple." Brittany said.

"We thought the same too, but Puck is such a player so we think that Quinn deserve someone better than him. I mean, a player will always be a player, right?" Tina asked for confirmation, looking at us.

"I agree." I commented along with nodding.

Then suddenly Brittany reacts. "Everyone has their second chances. I think Puck is a good guy."

"Why Brittany, were you a player?" Tina asked, teasingly.

I looked at her. Hoping she would say no.

Okay, why the hell am I hoping for it? Whatever her answer be, should not matter since I don't think I like her more than a friend anyway.

"Yes," she answered looking at me. "I was." she added.

"You were?" I asked her again and she nodded.

"I'm the same Brittany, but the player Brittany? Not anymore."

"How can you say that?" Karofsky challenged.

"I don't know, just after I came back from coma I promised myself that I'll try to be a good person and love all the people that are close to me." she said and looked at me.

I felt tingle into my heart but my heart also sunk knowing she'd been in a coma.

"Oh gosh, you never told us that before." Tina commented and I just rolled my eyes.

"Ofcourse, we've only known her for two and a half days."

Brittany giggles. I showed her a small smile and our eyes locked again at each other. I don't know how many times we've been in this staring challenge, but it gives different feelings and I think I like it... Is it bad?

I was going to ask her what happened, but Tina interrupted as always, like Quinn does.

"So Brittany, do you have a boyfriend?"

I think my throat got dry. So I drank from my tumbler.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend," she replied.

"A girlfriend, maybe?"

I looked at her while drinking. Here's what I was waiting for. Uh-No, damn it.

"No, I'm not in a relationship but I prefer having a girlfriend than a boyfriend."

I coughed. I think I choked myself.

"Hey, are you okay?" She chuckled.

"Yes, I'm fine" I smiled at her.

"So, you're a lesbian like Santana?" Karofsky asked.

"Are we playing 21 questions here?" I asked glaring at Tina and Karofsky.

"It's fine, Santana," she says. "I'm not a lesbian, I think that I'm bi-curious," she answered Karofsky's question then she looked at me placing her elbow on the table and her head on her hand. "You have a girlfriend?" straight to the point she asked!

"She had a girlfriend but her girl died 2 years ago." Tina said.

"Oh, I-i'm sorry to hear that," she said and sat up straight. She looked very sorry for me.

"Please don't look at me like that. I'm okay now." I showed her a small smile.

"I'm sorry to ask, but was she your friend we visited from the other day in the cemetery, Rachel right?" She asked, curious.

I nodded. "Yes, Rachel was my girlfriend." I don't know if 'was' is the correct verb to use but I do still feel that 'is' is the correct one to say since my love for her never gets old. "Hmm and the dads that I introduced to you were Rachel's."

"Okay, now I get why you don't look like them. I thought for a while you were maybe adopted," she laughed.

"Well, you can say that now. She's been staying there for about 4 years now." Karofsky told her.

"Where are your real parents by the way?" She asked me but before I could answer, a voice that I'm sure not from our table interrupted us. "Brittany!" She took all our attention. She was the brunette tall girl that I saw in Brittany's practice yesterday.

"Hey, Reagan!" Brittany waved at her and looked back at me. "That was my team mate, why don't you guys get your food and I'll just follow?"

We all nodded.

"I'll be right back." Brittany got up and walked towards Reagan.

"Jealous." Tina mumbled teasingly and I clearly heard that. It got me pissed.

"I'm not jealous, okay! Why do you guys like to assume things?"

"San, I didn't mean to-"

"Save it!" I got up and turn to walk away but before I can walk far from them, I saw Brittany and Reagan kissing.

Brittany's POV:

I was talking to Reagan about practice, though I know she was just flirting with me and all, but she's my friend and I just can't kick her out of my life.

"So, are you dating or playing?" She asked.

"Umm, what do you mean?" I asked her, puzzled.

"I mean, if you're dating that co-captain of the Cheerio, Santana Lopez?" She asked, starting to move closer to me.

I got nervous. "Uh- no, we are not dating and I'm not trying to play with her. She's nice and very sweet."

"Oh, boring! You don't like nice people and I know what you like Pierce." She smirked.

"Reagan, stop please. What happened to us before was a one time thing and there will be no second."

She arched her eyebrow. "I bet you would change your mind if I do this." She leaned and crashed her lips on mine. I was shocked, and fuck I don't know what to do now! I can't fucking think of anything... Santana... Yes, Santana might be looking. Fuck!

So I pushed her but I made sure not to embarrass her to everyone. "Reagan what the hell?" I hissed above whisper. Then everyone starts to whistle.

"That was hot Pierce!" Someone shouted.

I looked back at our table. I saw Puck and Quinn were already there. Puck giving me a thumbs up, Quinn looking at Santana, then I looked at Santana and I saw her look very disappointed.

She looked away and walked out...

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