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Chapter 2: Brittany

Brittany was just finishing off a new routine she was practicing in an empty rehearsal room. She was thinking of teaching it to her advanced hip hop class next month. She watched the last few waves of pink and blue swirl and glide through the air as the song finally faded out. The different colours always helped inspire her when she was working on new dances. That's what she attributed her success as a choreographer to. Even if nobody actually understood what she meant when she said that.

As she felt the sweat rolling down her back she heard rain drops in her mind and wiping her face with the towel she always kept handy, the fluffy fabric gliding against her flushed face and absorbing the sweat, the sound of rustling leaves filled her head. The big gulps of cold water she took made the word 'clear' flash in front of her eyes.

She's not sure if it's this mixture of senses that makes her seem so different and sometimes weird to others. She knows that's how most people see her. Or if her brain really is just wired so differently that there is something seriously wrong with her and she doesn't even know it. She tries not to dwell on things like that. She considers the colours and sounds and words a blessing even if others don't understand her. They are what make her life so magical.

She has a good life. She knows that. Good friends and a family that loves her even if they didn't always understand her and sometimes underestimated her. She has proven them wrong now though, to their infinite delight. They were worried she wouldn't even finish high school, yet she did and made it into a prestigious dance company in New York. Now she part owns a successful dance studio and choreographs the occasional music video or off-Broadway show. She could probably still star in music videos and go on tour with world-class artists. But after five gruelling years with the company she was feeling burnt out. Worried that she would lose her love of dance and performing she decided to strike out into the world alone and see what else was out there for her.


Her parents were terrified for her when she informed them she was quitting the company. She refused to return back home and insisted she could stay in the city. She had been there for five years already she argued. They countered that her living in a dormitory provided by the dance company was not at all the same thing. But Brittany was determined. She looked into finding an apartment before she quit the company but quickly realised that even though she made good money and had decent savings she didn't want to blow it all just on a place to live. Especially when she had no idea when her next paying job would be.

So she started going through the 'roommate wanted' listings. She will admit that had been a bit daunting and after one too many run-ins with weirdos she was almost ready to give up. But the last place she had on her list was just too tempting not to check out. When she was reading the listing she kept getting shots of all her favourite foods in her mouth, marshmallows and cotton candy and fondue. You would think she would be used to these random senses firing in tandem but this was an unusual combination. It was usually the other way around; taste would bring up words not words associated with taste. So she just had to check it out.

With a bit of trepidation she knocked on the door. She didn't have to wait long for a reply, the door swung open almost automatically and she was confronted with two exaggeratedly smiling faces. A bright gold light surrounded the short brunette girl while a clear aquamarine surrounded the stylish boy.

"You must be Brittany." The short girl with the big nose said reaching out her hand to shake Brittany's. "I'm Rachel Berry and this is Kurt Hummel."

As soon as Brittany touched Rachel's hand her head filled with the sound of songbirds chirping melodiously. When she turned slightly and took Kurt's hand she was sure what she was hearing was the rapid beating of hummingbird wings. She likes birds. All animals really. So she tends to trust people whose touch is associated with animal sounds. "This is looking promising" Brittany thought as she was ushered into the apartment.

Once they passed through the short hallway they entered a cosy living room. Brittany noticed another girl, surrounded by a warm orange, lounging on the sofa.

"That's Mercedes." Kurt supplied.

"She doesn't actually live here even though sometimes it may feel like she does." Rachel added.

"Nice." Mercedes drawled sarcastically. "I know when I am not wanted. I'll just go then." She said getting up to prepare to leave. "Good luck if you end up rooming with these two." Mercedes stated sassily as she waved goodbye and headed for the door.

"Don't mind her." Rachel rushed to explain. "She is just in a mood 'cause we wouldn't let her move in with us. But as we explained, a house with three divas simply would not survive."

"Rachel!" Kurt admonished.

"What!?" Rachel questioned.

"We weren't supposed to bring up the whole divas thing right away so we wouldn't scare her off!" Kurt stage whispered to Rachel.

Brittany just followed the exchange with an amused look on her face. Normal people bored her. These people may not see the world exactly like she does but they still had a different view to the conventional one. Life should be lived and enjoyed to the fullest. Follow your dreams and be yourself. That was always Brittany's philosophy. And even with having only just met them she knew they would agree. She could just tell by how bright their auras were. They were special.

"I really don't want to cause trouble between friends." Brittany spoke up hesitantly, breaking up the bickering between the pair.

"Oh don't worry!" Kurt assured her. "I don't think she even really wanted to move in. She would probably kill Rachel in her sleep within the first week."

"Hey!" Rachel complained.

Kurt just ignored her continuing on. "She actually has a pretty good place with another friend of ours. She just likes to complain about Tina's boyfriend, who is an absolute sweetheart by the way, because she doesn't have one of her own. So you are completely in the clear if you are interested. Want the rest of the tour?"

"Sure." Brittany replied cheerfully giving them a relieved smile.

"The kitchen isn't very big but neither of us really cooks so we don't mind. Unfortunately, there is only the one bathroom to share which can be a pain but we can work out a schedule so everyone has time to use it. This would be your bedroom. I know it seems a bit small but I assure you they are all pretty much the same size." Kurt rambled on as he showed Brittany around the cosy little three-bedroom apartment. They made their way back to the living room where they all took a seat to talk things over.

"So what do you think?" Rachel asked prompting Brittany to look around the room again. She was distracted by Mercedes earlier and didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. There was an upright piano tucked into the corner and the bookshelves surrounding their entertainment system were filled with playbills, musicals, sheet music and biographies.

Noticing her looking around Rachel hastened to explain. "We are aspiring Broadway actors. We both graduated from NYADA last year and though our big break hasn't quite happened yet we aren't giving up. Our menial day jobs will not hold us back. Every free minute we have is dedicated to perfecting our craft and preparing for auditions."

"I work in a boutique which at least provides me with decent enough discounts to remain looking fabulous." Kurt said with a wave of his hand for added flair. "While Rachel works as a singing waitress in a '70s dinner. And not every waking minute is dedicated to rehearsals. We have fun as well. It just so happens our fun tends to include a lot of singing and dancing and acting out scenes from our favourite musicals."

Brittany knew she would be right about these two. Definitely not the expected normal. "I think I could fit in nicely here. I hope they like me as well." She thought to herself.

"I love to sing and dance!" Brittany enthused. "I'm not that good a singer but I'm an ok dancer. I don't mind the room size since I'm used to living in a dorm and I can pay my share of the rent for my first month upfront, even though I probably won't be able to leave the company for another two weeks. But I could start moving things in slowly."

"You're in the CIA!?" Rachel shrieked cutting of Brittany.

Kurt just looked at Rachel with a dumbfounded look on his face. "Really Rachel?" he muttered.

"Erm. No. I mean the American Modern Dance Company." Brittany mumbled looking confused.

"Oh I'm sorry. I just have a really active imagination." Rachel said embarrassedly.

Then all of a sudden, as if a light bulb went off in their heads, the words Brittany had spoken registered and a loud "WHAT!?" reverberated through the room from the two friends.

"Is that a bad thing?" Brittany stuttered hesitantly. "I mean, I'm quitting if that makes it any better. I'm gonna give my two weeks notice as soon as I know I will have a place to stay once I leave the dorms. That's why I can't move in right away. Doesn't matter, I guess I better keep looking. Well thanks for your time. It was really nice to meet you both. Good luck in your careers." Brittany rambled disappointedly while gathering her things to leave. She had no idea how she had managed to blow this. It all seemed to be going so well.

A loud "WAIT!" startled her just as she was about to open the door to leave the apartment and she froze with her hand on the door handle. Rachel and Kurt rushed up to her and pulled her away from the door.

"We just didn't expect you to be a part of AMDC…"

"…what with you saying you are just an OK dancer…"

"…I mean that is a very prestigious company. You must be really talented…"

"And it's important to surround yourself with talented people."

"…and you do remember the whole 'we are divas' part. We have to make a big scene out of everything and make it all dramatic."

Kurt and Rachel rambled finishing each other's sentences trying to explain their reaction.

Brittany gave them a tentative smile. "Oh. OK then." She mumbled as they sat her back into her original seat.

"So why on earth would you want to quit AMDC?" Rachel asked with wide eyes. Kurt looked at Brittany expectantly as well, obviously curious as to her answer.

"I just feel like I am burning out. I have been with them for five years now and even though I have learnt a lot and put on some amazing shows with them, I am just so tired of the constant competition and total control they have over my life. I want it to feel like it's my own again. I just want to have fun and feel like I am living my life to the fullest on my own terms. I need to re-find my dreams." Brittany finished her impassioned speech and a sudden blush bloomed on her cheeks when she noticed the looks on Rachel and Kurt's faces. "Sorry. I guess I haven't really had the chance to talk to anyone about how I feel in a while. My parents were so stunned that AMDC even wanted me that they can't understand why I would ever want to leave. To be honest I think they are scared I can't make it on my own. But I'm not as fragile as they think!" Brittany blushed again and mumbled another quiet "Sorry."

"It's fine. Don't worry about it" Kurt reassured her. "We did ask after all and it must be very hard not having anyone to talk to. We talk about everything. Sometimes overtalk." He finished with a chuckle.

"Yes." Rachel agreed. "I mean as someone who thrives on competition and a rigid schedule I can't really see the problem with AMDC." Kurt slapped her arm at that. Rachel glared at him and continued. "However! I can't imagine what it must feel like to slowly lose your passion for the thing you are destined to do. And to not have anyone to talk to on top of that!"

"Thanks you guys." Brittany smiled at them shyly. "I could tell just from your colours and touch-sounds that you would be great people and we would really get along." She continued more excitedly.

The other two just observed her with a mild look of confusion on their faces. Brittany didn't really pay much attention to it. She was used to being looked at like that. No one ever really understood. Snapping out of it Kurt asked "So are you still interested? Can we finally take down the listing and stop having to interview crazy people?"

Brittany smiled at the implication that she wasn't considered a crazy person. "Sure! I'm in if you are!" She said gleefully.


By the end of the month Brittany was moved in and had resigned from AMDC. The new roommates decided that a housewarming party was in order. They figured it would be the easiest way for them to meet each other's friends.

Most of the people there were Kurt and Rachel's friends. Only a few people from AMDC showed up. Brittany wasn't at all surprised. She suspected that the ones that did show up were mainly interested in gossip as to how one of the company's star dancers ended up in a cramped three-bedroom apartment without a job. They probably wanted to make sure that she was really gone as well so that there would be one less star to compete with. Brittany never really got along with anyone at AMDC, the competitive atmosphere not really ideal to cultivate lasting friendships. Add to that Brittany's undeniable talent and kooky nature, very few people even tried to approach her. She thinks that is another reason she wanted to leave. Brittany is a social and cheerful person. Being so cut off from everyone in such a strict and serious environment was very difficult for her.

She was having a great time at the party. All the people she met through Kurt and Rachel seemed really nice. She really hit it off with Mercedes and her roommate Tina. As Kurt had said Mercedes wasn't really upset about the room she was just in a mood because Mike, Tina's boyfriend, was staying with them for a couple of months while he was on break from the last show he was in. As it turns out Mike was a member of the touring group of AMDC. But unlike most other company dancers he was much more laid back and friendly. He made Brittany think that had he been in New York permanently she might not have left AMDC.

Mike was having his own difficulties with the company. They had been promising him a permanent position in New York for years but they kept coming up with excuses and putting it off. He missed Tina terribly when he was on tour. Brittany and Mike spent most of the night talking about the company and what other opportunities they might have. When they weren't talking they were dancing. Thank God Tina isn't the jealous type, especially when it comes to dancing.

By the end of the night almost everyone was gone and only Mercedes, Tina and Mike were lounging about in the living room with the new roommates. Mike and Brittany, both a little bit drunk, were still rambling on about how if they were in charge of AMDC they would be much better and the environment would be friendly and they would actually live up to the "Modern" part of their name.

"You two should just do it!" Rachel drunkenly interrupted their discussion.

Brittany's eyes bugged out of her head as she stage whispered "Rachel! Tina is sitting right there!" Then she turned to Mike and said apologetically "You are super cute and really talented but I don't mess around with my friend's boyfriends and I really hope you will all be my friends. Plus I have a feeling that there is someone really special out there just waiting for me to find them."

"While that is good to know and I am sure we will all be great friends," Tina replied with a light chuckle "I think Drunky Diva meant you should just do whatever plans you have been talking about all night."

"Oh." Brittany mumbled blushing slightly. "But wait how would we take over AMDC? I already quit and we aren't really dictators. We are lovers not fighters." She finished nodding her head for extra emphasis.

Chuckling Mercedes said "You could always start your own company. You don't have to actually take over AMDC."

That seemed to sober up Mike and Brittany as they looked at each other thoughtfully.

"Maybe not right now." Brittany finally said regretfully.

"Yeah if we were to ever actually do anything like that it would have to be better thought out than a drunken whim." Mike agreed.


Brittany had decided that she could afford to take at least one month off after she quit the company to re-find her dream, before she had to worry about finding a paying job. She had enough savings to not have to worry for a while but she didn't want to waste them all just in case her dream turned out to be expensive. She also decided to not dance at all for a few weeks to see how much she would miss it and if that would reignite her passion for it.

She started making it a habit of going on long walks in the park. The chirping of the birds would remind her of her first meeting with Rachel and Kurt and that always brought a smile to her face. Her favourite pastime was watching the kids play at the playground and occasionally joining them. Their melodious laughter would cause sparks of colour to fire in front of her eyes. They weren't as long lasting or in so much motion as when she listened to music, but more like fireworks, bright and fast.

After the initial suspicion of the parents, who she managed to win over with her big innocent blue eyes and charming smile, Brittany had the greatest time playing make-believe with the kids. She took inspiration from her firing senses and none of the kids looked at her like she was crazy when she would tell them her roommates were birds or that 'Row row row your boat' was blue waves but 'Twinkle twinkle little star' was blue lines. She would spend hours playing with them and all the kids idolised her. The parents ended up loving her as well because for a few hours each day they could relax knowing their children were safe and having fun.

One day, about three weeks into her self-imposed dance embargo, Brittany came home from the park to the sound of Rachel singing in the shower. She dropped onto the sofa and focused on Rachel's voice and the oscillating golden and silver lines it produced. Rachel walked into the living room while still singing to find Brittany seemingly staring into space with a melancholy look. As soon as Rachel saw her she stopped singing which seemed to snap Brittany out of her daze.

"Hey." Rachel said hesitantly. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was home. Are you OK?" she asked.

"Did you know your voice is all rich gold and shiny silver?" Brittany asked her absently.

"Erm, no I didn't. Thank you?" Rachel said with a questioning tone. "Are you sure you are alright Brittany?"

"Yeah." Brittany sighed. "I think I miss dancing. But lately, with all the time I have been spending with the kiddies at the park, I kinda wish I was smart enough to go to college and become a teacher."

"You are smart Britt! I'm sure we could find a way to help you become a teacher if that is your dream." Rachel tried to reassure her.

"Nah. In case you haven't noticed, my brain doesn't exactly work like normal. Too many words confuse my taste buds. It was bad enough trying to make it through high school." Brittany replied dejectedly.

"Well while we think about what we can do about that, I may be able to help you with your other issue. I mean I know you can literally dance to anything and at any time but if you want a little bit of structure and some time in a real studio you can always join me at my dance class. It will obviously be below your skill level so it should be easy for you to just dive right in and there is no pressure and no expectation other than to have fun." Rachel rambled out. She really did have impressive breath control.

"Sounds good." Brittany replied, her mood lifting a bit. "I think my dream will always involve dance in some way or another. The colours are just too hard to resist." She added.


After only a couple of lessons the instructor took Brittany aside at the end of the class and told her he thought that her attending this class was just a waste of their time and her money.

"Oh. OK." Brittany replied sadly. "I guess I'll stop wasting your time then." She said, her eyes watering, as she turned to pack up her stuff to leave.

"No wait!" You misunderstood me!" The instructor said quickly. "I meant it as a compliment. It's a shame to waste your time and money since you could practically teach this class. In fact that is what I was trying to get at. I got this great opportunity on a TV show in LA so the owner is looking for someone to take over my classes. What I was trying to say is that, if you are interested, I would like to recommend you for the position." He clarified.

"Wait, really!? You think I could actually teach dance!?" Brittany asked incredulously, a bright smile stretching across her mouth. Then her face fell. "But I don't have any experience in teaching." She finished sadly.

"Well you did spend five years with AMDC didn't you?" he asked.

"Yeah, I did. How did you know that?" Brittany asked sceptically.

"Rachel hasn't shut up about you since you moved in." he said with a smile causing a light blush to dust Brittany's cheeks. "I'm sure you had to come up with some choreography while you were there. Didn't you ever have to show others how to do it?"

"Well sure. I did it a few times. I was OK at it I guess." Brittany stated modestly. She had actually choreographed a few full shows throughout the years, to high praise.

"Well, I tell you what" the instructor said "I'll tell the manager about you and maybe we can teach a few classes together and you can show me some of your choreography and we will see how it goes. How does that sound?" he finished with a wide smile.

"Sounds great!" Brittany replied with a smile of her own.


As expected, Brittany was a natural. Her cheerful energetic disposition and her encouraging one-on-one approach to teaching made her a fast favourite amongst the staff and students. She even got to teach a beginners class to kids between the age of five and eight. That was by far Brittany's favourite part of the job. She had managed to reignite her love for dance and be around children at the same time. Quitting the company and replying to that tasty roommate wanted ad was the best thing she ever did in her opinion.

That's why Brittany was devastated when after a year of working there the owner announced he would have to close down the studio. No matter how much her friends tried to cheer her up by telling her she would find another job soon and there were plenty of other dance studios, she was inconsolable. Every time Brittany had to walk into the building and see the big 'Business for Sale' sign above the door she felt like crying. If she didn't love her students so much and wanted to spend as much time as possible with them she would just stop showing up altogether.

Just when things seemed to be getting really bad for Brittany and her friends were running out of ideas on how to cheer her up, Mike rolled into town. Apparently he had been passed over for a permanent position in New York yet again and he had had enough. So he quit, packed up his bags and appeared at Tina's doorstep upset and angry but finally relieved to be with her permanently, even if now he was technically just a homeless unemployed dancer. Tina was ecstatic to have him home and an impromptu party was organised.

Brittany dragged herself out of her self-pity for a while to try and enjoy her friends' party. Just like at the last party, she spent most of the night dancing and talking with Mike. After they completely exhausted the subject of how evil AMDC is and how much better they would be if they were in charge they moved on to Brittany's current problem, the studio closing down.

"Well at least you still have a job for a few more months. I'm unemployed" Mike told her sadly.

Tina happened to be walking by then and saw how pathetic they were both looking, like someone had kicked their puppy. Sighing she approached them and tried to make them feel better. "Cheer up guys. Things always have a way of sorting themselves out." She said optimistically. "Britt you felt lost when you first quit AMDC as well. But look at how well that turned out for you!" Tina tried to sound upbeat.

"Yeah my studio is closing down and now I am going to be back to square one. Who else is going to take a chance on me?" Brittany countered petulantly.

Tina groaned. They were really making this difficult. Then she got an idea. "Hey! Maybe it's a sign!"

"Huh?" two pairs of confused eyes focused on her.

"Yeah! Maybe it's a sign that you are both ready to do what you have been talking about ever since you met! Start your own company!"

The two of them begun uhming and ahming while they mulled it over.

"It still feels like a drunken whim." Mike finally answered. "I mean what do we really know about running a dance company?"

"Maybe not a dance company." Brittany said slowly. "But there are other things that involve dance that we can do." She continued with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Like what?" Mike asked.

"Well if I can teach dance, then so can you!" Brittany supplied starting to get excited.

"Yeah but the studio you are working for is closing down." Mike replied. Completely confused as to what Brittany was getting at.

"Well not technically. Not yet anyway. The owner has to sell the studio because he has to move out of state and he says it is just not financially viable to keep the business and pay others to take care of it. Plus he doesn't really trust others to carry on his name. But he does ideally want to sell it as a dance studio as opposed to some developer buying it and turning it into apartments and offices." Brittany explained.

"OK..." Mike said slowly. "And what does that have to do with us? You think whoever buys it will keep you on as an instructor and give me a job as well?" he asked with a bit more hope.

"You are thinking too small!" Brittany proclaimed. "Why settle for being just instructors? Why not buy the studio ourselves!?" She finished with a bright proud smile.

"That's a great idea!" Tina exclaimed.

"We still don't know anything about running a studio or owning a business." Mike replied. "Plus how could we really afford to buy it?"

"Well Jared, the owner, is really cool and he likes me. I'm sure he would help us out at the beginning and explain everything we need to know. There are already a few instructors and we will have a ready client base. We might even get a good deal from Jared if we show him how much we love dance and how serious we are about keeping it as a studio. I still have most of my savings from when I was working at AMDC." Brittany tried to reason. "Come on Monkey it will be awesome! Just like we have been talking about!"

"I was kinda keeping my savings for something special." Mike mumbled with a sideways glance at Tina.

His girlfriend noticed and rolled her eyes. "I can wait." She told him. "Hell I put up with you touring the country you think I wouldn't wait a couple more years for you to realise your dream? You have been talking about this for ages and now you have a chance at it! I have you here with me now and this could be considered an investment for our future."

"What about getting our own place?" Mike asked. "We won't last long all three of us in your tiny apartment."

"There is a small apartment attached to the studio!" Brittany provided the answer. "I don't need it. I am happy where I am."

Just as Mike was trying to think of any reason why they shouldn't go for this Mercedes ambled up to the small group. "Rainbow Britt. Asian Fusion." She greeted the trio.

Brittany burst out laughing. "We even have a name! 'Rainbow Fusion'!"

"Fine you convinced me. Let's do this thing!" Mike gave in and Tina and Brittany started to jump around and cheer.

Mercedes just observed her friends with a confused look. "OK, what did I miss?" she asked causing the three of them to just laugh harder.


Ten months later and Brittany was finishing off her choreography for her advanced hip hop class in an empty rehearsal room in their co-owned dance studio.

She left the room and headed up the stairs to the second floor apartment. She knocked on the door and waited patiently for an answer. She only had to wait a few seconds before her business partner opened the door and motioned her in signalling one minute to her while he wrapped up his phone call.

"Of course it's fine babe, I already told you you should invite her. I'm sure she will get along just fine with everyone. Santana isn't nearly as scary as she likes to pretend." Mike told his girlfriend with a chuckle.

At the mention of Santana's name deep red and purple sparks filed Brittany's field of view. She was pretty much used to seeing the world through a haze of colour. Any melodious sound would set her senses into overdrive. But it was the first time she had ever had it happen at just the mention of a name. It reminded her of when she got bursts of flavour from reading Kurt and Rachel's listing two years ago and that resulted in one of the best changes in her life. She made some amazing friends and ultimately realised her dream of owning a dance studio and teaching dance, even if she didn't quite know that was her dream at the time. So this new occurrence intrigued her. She didn't know who this Santana person was but she was sure whoever she was she would change her life for the better.

Mike hung up the phone and brought Brittany out of her ruminations. "Sorry we were just finalising the guest list for the party on Saturday. You're sure it's OK to use the studio? There seem to be quite a few people coming between friends and family and a number of students have RSVP'd."

"Of course!" Brittany assured him. "It's your studio as well. And it's stupid to shell out money to book a venue when we have all we need here. We will just decorate the rehearsal rooms as themed rooms like we discussed and set up the two break rooms as bars. It's been planned for ages now and I have even arranged the playlists for each room so don't go second guessing yourself now. It's going to be awesome!" Brittany said enthusiastically.

"You're right as always Britt. Thanks again for taking over the playlists." Mike said with a smile.

"No problem. We needed a bit more variety than what the songbirds were planning." Brittany said with a chuckle. "So who is this Santana person you were mentioning? Her reds and purples were pretty!" she asked.

"You've seen colours already? You haven't even met her yet!" Mike asked incredulously. Brittany just shrugged. She had tried to explain her condition to her friends. They tried to understand and got the main idea but even Brittany was surprised by it on occasion so what chance did they have of fully understanding what it was like. Mike was the most understanding. They would spend hours discussing music-colour associations and how that translated to choreography. Some of their best routines were developed through those discussions.

"She is a friend of Tina's from college. I've only met her a couple of times and she seems a bit reserved but nice all the same. And if Tina likes someone so much then by default so do I." he explained with a light laugh at the end. "She is supposed to be coming to the party so you will all probably meet her then."

"Looking forward to it." Brittany replied with a grin. "Anyway I was just coming by to see if you wanted me to lock up since I am leaving and what time you want us to show up on Saturday to help set up."

"Oh, erm, yeah you might as well lock up, I am done for the night. And most of the stuff should be delivered by Friday night. Me and Tina will put everything in their respective rooms so it will only be setting up needed. If you guys come round about 5 we should have plenty of time to prepare everything for 9. Mike explained.

"Okie dokie. I'll let everyone know." Brittany confirmed with a smile. "See you tomorrow Monkey!" She waved and went to lock up the studio before heading home.


The rest of the week flew by and before she knew it it was Saturday and the usual gang was at the studio setting up for the party. They had music playing through the sound system in the whole building which pretty much kept Brittany distracted following colours most of the time so really it was the others that did most of the work. Apart from any heavy lifting, that was left to Brittany and Mike.

Brittany flittered into the downstairs break room, that Tina was setting up as a bar, following a spiral of lime green. She sauntered up to Tina and gave her a shy smile. "So…" she started. Tina just chuckled knowing what Brittany wanted. Mike had already told her about Brittany's comment about Santana.

"Yes Britt?" she asked coyly.

"You know that friend of yours. Santana was it?" Brittany tried for nonchalance but Tina knew better.

"Yeah what about her?"

"So, is she like coming tonight?" Brittany finally got to the point.

"As far as I know. When she gets here I'll be sure to introduce you don't worry." Tina told her with a knowing smirk.

"Thanks!" Brittany gave her a dazzling smile, a hug and then wandered off to God knows where to do God knows what. Tina just shook her head with an affectionate chuckle as she watched her go and got back to work.


A few hours later the party was in full swing. Brittany loved parties. The music, the colours the people. She was currently in the upstairs bar getting some water to cool down a bit after all the dancing. As soon as the word 'clear' that associates with water in her brain dissipated from her mind she went back to the disco room. Just as she entered the room 'Ladies Night' started playing through the speakers. "Ohh pink! Disco has the funnest colours!" Brittany thought excitedly as she entered the fray on the dance floor. She spotted Mike busting some classic moves and chuckled "You show 'em Monkey!" she thought.

After the song ended she decided to check out how things were going in the RnB Room. 'Single Ladies' by Beyonce was the current track and yellow circles expanded in front of Brittany. There were more people in this room and it was really hot. She could feel the sweat rolling down her back and the accompanying sounds of raindrops could be discerned even through the music. She only lasted a couple of songs before she decided to go in search of the rest of her friends. Not much searching was required for some of them so she decided to head straight to the Karaoke Room. She tried not to bug Tina too much about Santana but she was getting anxious to meet her. And since Mike had said she seemed reserved and wouldn't really know anyone but Tina there, Brittany figured that if she had arrived they would be together.

As she entered the room she looked around for Rachel's golden aura, it was usually one of the easiest to pick out especially in a crowd. Tina's more discreet deep blue was harder to distinguish. Before she was able to spot Rachel a bright rainbow caught her attention. She had never met anyone with a rainbow aura before. "A rainbow! Who's that!?" She thought to herself as she tried to get closer to see who it belonged to. She realised the aura was moving towards the stage and she tried to manoeuvre into a position that would provide her with a clear line of sight. As she pushed through the people around the stage the opening notes to 'Valerie' begun to play and she felt her heart rate pick up in anticipation for all the deep purple swirls and waves the song evoked in her. "I love all the purples in this song!" She thought, excited that whoever the aura belonged to had good taste in music.

When she finally got a good view of the stage she saw a stunning Latina owning it and performing the hell out of the song. She was completely captivated by the beautiful woman. When she was done performing Brittany followed her with her eyes as she joined the very friends Brittany had been looking for before she got distracted. Her aura was even brighter after her performance and all the attention she was getting from her friends. "She is the brightest rainbow I have ever seen!" Brittany thought with astonishment. Just as Brittany finished her thought the girl looked up and the two locked eyes. Brittany felt consumed by those soulful dark eyes and all she could think was "So pretty."