A/N: Whoa, the support for this story was absolutely amazing after just one chapter! I didn't plan to update so soon but I just had to for you guys! Thank you to everyone who reviewed and took the time to follow or favorite, it made me smile like a giant dork. But I am one so that seems fitting ahah.

So, onward we go!

Chapter Two – We Shall Get There Someday

Brittany waited outside of Rachel's classroom after the lunch bell had rung, a brown paper bag clutched tightly in her hand as she scoped the halls nervously for any sign of the colorful drink she despised with such ridiculous amounts of passion.

It pissed her off even more because in reality, they were just so damn tasty.

When they weren't on her face or seeping into her clothes, granted.

She couldn't help but feel every time she indulged in one, she was fraternizing with the enemy.

She felt a light nudge against her back and instantly went rigid, waiting for something, anything, to come flying at her in any given direction.

Jesus, she felt like a paranoid crackhead.

She heard a soft chuckle and turned around to find Rachel looking at her with an amused facial expression. " Calm down, Britt. So lunch outside or do you want to risk the cafeteria?"

Brittany thought on it for a few moments. Eating inside was much preferred because let's face it, with her skin complexion, she was a walking potato waiting to be baked. But venturing into the crowded cafeteria meant the risk ( oh who the hell is she kidding, it wasn't a risk, it was bound to happen) of becoming a human target for all types of food and potentially being tossed into a dumpster.

She shuddered slightly at the thought. It had only happened twice but it was more than she needed in a lifetime.

To this day, she convinces herself that the stain on her sweater was merely from old cottage cheese.

Another shudder.

Yep, never happening ever again.

" Definitely outside." Brittany stated confidently, falling into a comfortable pace with her smaller companion as they headed toward the front doors of the school.

Brittany's eyes darted quickly to Rachel, a pang of guilt clenching at her heart. It was no secret that the two were among the most unpopular students at McKinley, but Brittany knows that if Rachel dumped her as a friend, she could easily find herself skyrocketing to popularity.

Still, Rachel remained glued to her side in loyalty and protectiveness, watching over her as if they were sisters.

" You're really amazing, you know that, Rach?" Brittany stated softly, eyes gazing down insecurely at her feet while she walked.

" I-uh, thank you? Not that I don't appreciate the excessively kind comment nor do I wish for you to take it back but why the sporadic compliment?"

Brittany chuckled and shook her head, ignoring the loaded question and opened the door for them both, stepping out after Rachel into the harsh sunlight.

She took one step and found herself colliding with something hard yet soft. So clearly it wasn't a wall. Which should actually be kinda obvious because a wall wouldn't just fucking pop out of nowhere.

Brittany felt and heard her glasses slide off of her face, the world suddenly going blurry around her. She noticed the other student's things splayed out on the concrete as well.

" I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you there. Let me help you clean up," She crouched down and immediately began gathering the other person's items as quickly as possible, not wanting to risk a trip to the dumpster.

" Wow, even with those big ass glasses, you're still blind as a bat, huh Pervy?"

Dear lord, why was Santana always the one to be involved? Why?

Brittany leaned back up with the Latina's cargo, holding them out awkwardly until Santana took them from her hands.

" I-I'm sorry. Won't happen again." Brittany avoided Santana's gaze at all costs, afraid of what she might find there.

" Better hope not, Pierce." And with that, Santana's back was facing toward the duo, a familiar sight that had happened only just that morning. Brittany watched her ass sway as she went, a fine specimen, might she add.

She knew she shouldn't be thinking about her tormentor in such a sexual light but if you saw her butt, you'd be doing the same. Trust and believe.

The blonde averted her eyes back to Rachel, who was cleaning off her glasses for her.

" I swear, do you have some type of Santana death threats quota you wish to fill every day," Rachel rolled her eyes and handed Brittany back her spectacles before continuing, " or are you really just that clumsy?"

Brittany shrugged her shoulders and slid her glasses back on her face, leaning down to pick up her fallen lunch." I'm gonna have to go with the latter."

" What took you guys so long? I basically had to kick some serious ass to save your spots." Sam joked, gesturing around at the empty seats surrounding him.

Rachel rolled her eyes while Brittany chuckled softly, sitting beside her giant lipped friend on the outside bench and pulled out a peanut butter and banana sandwich. Rachel took the seat directly opposite of them and pulled out some nasty vegan crap.

The small diva had tried to get Brittany and Sam to try her lifestyle once, hoping they would 'see the light', but after one taste of tofurkey, they happily returned to their carnivorous ways, much to the dismay of Rachel.

" Brittany over here had a run-in with Santana again," Rachel clucked her tongue as she piled the gross concoction onto her plastic fork, " She never does learn."

Brittany turned to face her, almost offended. " It's not like I tried to bump into her, jeez. It's like she's only there when I look like a complete idiot."

Sam checked over his shoulder and behind the girls as well, as if searching for something.

" What are you looking for?" Rachel asked curiously, trying to follow his line of sight.

Sam shrugged and continued eating his lunch. " She said Santana only shows up when she looks like an idiot, which is always, so I'm surprised she's not around." His lips slowly curved upward and he winked at the blonde in question.

Rachel laughed loudly and Brittany slapped his arm, glaring playfully at the boy.

" Shut up, Samantha. At least I have the attention of a girl." She quipped back, smiling triumphantly.

" The attention of a girl who has made it a point to call you Pervy, right. I'm jealous, Brittany. See my face? Yeah, turning green as we speak."

Rachel basically had tears streaming down her face at this point because holy shit, Brittany was getting owned right now.

" See, this is why I don't have a girlfriend," Sam continued with another shrug, " too much drama for my liking."

" Okay first of all, she's so not my girlfriend. I have better chances of doing the tango with a Chihuahua," Sam rolled his eyes but she pressed on anyways, " Secondly, I thought you don't have a girlfriend because you suck at talking to girls?"

Pierce 1; Evans 3.

Eh, so she was behind on her jabs today. Sue her.

" Brittany, that girl is so obviously gay for you. She's just so far in the closet that she just found Amelia Earheart. And this," He gestured his hand down toward himself, " this is all too good for the ladies. Precious merchandise."

" Whatever you say, Sammy." Brittany rolled her eyes for what seemed like the hundredth time today, settling back into her food.

" I'm starting to see why we're social outcasts. As much as I love our friendly bantering, we're probably the most annoying trio to walk this school. But that's okay, because I love you two with such-"

" Yeah, love you too, Rachel." Brittany cut her off with a wide smile, already getting the gist of her speech. Sam murmured his agreement awkwardly.

Rachel beamed and dug back into her food, which Brittany found the smell of to be revolting, just so you know.

To say Brittany was glad that the final bell of the day had rung was an understatement, a sigh of relief escaping her lips before she could stop it. She gathered her things and made her way out of History, trudging slowly down the usual route to her locker, a routine she always followed so most kids would be gone by the time she reached it.

Her legs carried her past the girl's bathroom when she heard a loud thud through the door, followed by a long strand of hushed curses. Her eyes widened and her cheeks became instantly hot. This person had quite the vocabulary.

She fought with herself internally, should she go in? What if someone was being beat up, as a fellow nerd she wouldn't be able to live with that on her conscious.

Then again, even if she went in, the best she could do was take the beating with the unfortunate victim.

In the end the kind part of her brain won out. She hesitantly pushed the door open and was met with the sight of a very distraught Santana Lopez sitting in the farthest corner, heavily sobbing into her hands.

Don't ask her why she did it, because honestly even she had no idea, but she took another small step forward, letting the door shut behind her. It made a small creaking noise and almost instantly, the brunette's head shot up in panic.

Brittany gasped inwardly at the raw pain she saw once again in Santana's reddened, watery eyes, almost pleading with her to help. Help with what, though? Santana always seemed confident and fearless.

Should she hug the girl?

Nah, she wasn't looking for death by cheerleader today.

This situation was just getting weirder and weirder.

Brittany was painfully aware of the fact that they were just staring each other down, as if daring the other to speak first.

Well, if this wasn't fifty shades of awkward.

" What are you doing here, freak?" Santana sneered, though lacking her normal spite. She seemed tired, worn out. Her voice was raspier than usual from crying. " Come to molest me when I can't fight back?"

" I-I, uh...n-no? I just heard somebody crying and wanted to see if they were alright." Brittany fidgeted with her fingers and switched her weight from foot to foot.

She watched Santana swipe furiously at her eyes as she stood up and took in a shaky breath. " Clearly I am, Pervy, so please take your pale ass back outside where you can actually get somewhat of a tan."

Brittany found it so tempting to just do as she asked, ready to bolt out of the doors and go find Rachel or even a fucking stray dog, anything other than this.

But again, she stayed rooted to the spot and took a few more hesitant steps toward the seething cheerleader.

" You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes." Brittany stated in a matter-fact-tone, leaning back against the bathroom stall door.

" Are you really as much of a freak as they say, Pierce? Because in case you haven't noticed, we're in a fucking bathroom. Do you see trees anywhere?"

" It's a quote from Winnie the Pooh. My dad used to read it to me when I was younger," Brittany's voice faded off to a barely-there whisper, sadness washing over her as she thought of her late father.

She shook it off quickly though, not wanting to make this about her. Santana may be the world's biggest bitch to her, but Brittany still cared about her feelings.

And again, she had no idea why.

" I have no idea what I did, Santana. But I promise you whatever it was, it was not on purpose. I could never, will never, hurt you purposely." Brittany pleaded with her, trying to understand what the hell was going on.

" Why do you even care so much? I've treated you like shit for four years and you're begging for a friendship?" Santana scoffed loudly and went back to dabbing underneath her eyes in attempt to save her makeup. " You're more desperate than I thought."

Brittany sighed and ran a hand through her blonde locks, finally accepting the bitterness.

" Again, I'm so sorry, Santana. Whatever it was, I never meant to do it. I really hope you're okay and that nothing serious has happened." Brittany said sincerely, turning to open the door before glancing over her shoulder. "Rivers know this, there is no hurry. We shall get there someday." She quoted once more from her childhood before disappearing out the door.

Santana crumpled into another fit of sobs, sliding back down onto the cold bathroom floor.

" We shall get there someday..."

A/N: So now you guys have met Sam and were introduced to the three musketeers! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, it was fun to write.