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Santana's POV

June 15

I usually hate bodies of water: Lakes, oceans, rivers. But Brittany likes them, and I want to do anything that Brittany likes. Besides, since she taught me how to float, I haven't been as scared of the water. Brittany was occupied by leaning over and running her hands back and forth in the water. She glanced over to me with that smile.

"Why are you so funny, Britt-Britt?" I asked admiringly. "You always make me laugh."

"Lord Tubbingtons drug addiction isn't funny, San."

"I know…" I giggled a bit still.

"No one's ever called me funny before…" She picked herself up and leaned back into the canoe. "That's because they don't have a sense of humor."

"Yeah, maybe."

"No, definitely. You're amazing Britt, seriously." She moved slowly over to me and placed herself in my lap. I didn't tense up this time, or start to breathe heavily. I just enjoyed her being there.

"Santana?" She asked

"Hmm?" I started to play with her hair, which was up in a messy ponytail as the time.

"Um, have you kissed anyone? Like a boy…" That made me tense up. Just the thought of kissing a boy made me cringe. But I couldn't say 'Ew, no!' We're supposed to like kissing boys, or look forward to it anyway.

"Well no, not yet…" I muttered, "Haven't you?"

"Ew, no!" Of course. I laughed.

"Why is it ew?"

"I don't know, boys are stupid. Stupider than girls."

"Oh…"

"So we're both kissing virgins. That's cool." I blushed.

"Why haven't you kissed anyone yet? I mean… anyone would be lucky to kiss those lips-"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Are my lips special?"

"Um well… no, I guess not… it's just… t-that they look nice… so I was just saying that someone, not me of course." Fuck! "Not that I think that you think that I want to kiss you but-"She cut me off.

"Relax, I get it." My throat was dry now, and I could swear I was sweating through my shirt.

"I bet the guy that kisses you is going to be excited cuz they look bitable."

"Bitable?" I laughed.

Brittany nodded her head quickly.

"Yeah, the bottom one looks really juicy. And when you get mad they like…snarl up. It's sexy."

"You think my lips are sexy?" She giggled and nodded her head.

"Very. That's why I always look at your lips when you talk." I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. She liked my lips.

I was awoken by the sound of loud thunder, I groaned; I hate thunder. It's loud and it disturbs my sleeping patterns. I tried to close my eyes but then I heard a small whimper. "Britt?" I yawned out, but she didn't answer me. There was another clap of thunder and bright light went across our room from the lightning. I got a glimpse of Brittany sitting in the corner of her bed with her knees to her chest and her head tucked away. "Britt, what's wrong?" I asked a little louder.

"Thunder." She got out.

"Are you crying?" I asked but she didn't answer, instead she sobbed a bit louder.

"No!" She finally said. I let out a chuckle.

"Come here." She practically jumped out of her bed and to mines and into my arms. I laughed. "You're scared of thunder?" There was another clap of thunder, and I felt Brittany jump in my arms and nuzzle closer. "Hey," I brought her face to look at me. "I'm here, you're ok. Just close your eyes and concentrate on me." She nodded her head and placed her head on my shoulders. Then I felt her hands slip on my waist and rest there. "Uh, Brit…" I whispered, but she didn't really answer me.

"Sing me a song, please?"

"Britt-"

"Please?" I sighed deeply, what the hell am I doing? Whatever it was, it made me feel not so angry all the time. I snuggled closer to her, pulling the covers higher on us so that she would be warm.

"I want to give to you world

Be your net for when you fall

Take you by the hand when you walk

For you I pawn my life

For a moment to see you smile

I leave everything behind for your kiss

I want to be your sword and your shield

Say to you that I love you one more time" I moved her hair out of her face to find her fast asleep in my arms. "Goodnight, Britt."

When I woke up, Brittany's bright blue eyes were watching me while she sat on the edge of the bed. "Good morning." She whispered.

"Hey."

"I went and got us breakfast. I know you don't like the food here… so I just got packaged stuff. Like Granola bars, and cereal bars, and I got you an Orange."

"How'd you know I liked Oranges?" I asked reaching for it off the dresser.

"I read your mind."

"Can you read my lips?" She raised an eyebrow and smiled. That kind of came out wrong.

"Maybe."

"quiero besarte" I want to kiss you. So. Fucking. BAD!

"Santana." I just peeled my Orange with a smile plastered on my face.

"I'm not telling you."

"Why not."

"Cuz,"

"Fine. Qfogoiuter sejprwe"

"What the hell did you just day to me?"

"It was in Brittany language." I laughed,

"Wanky, but still very cute." Brittany sat down by me on the bed and scooted back to the wall.

"Are you going to teach me Spanish?" She whined.

"Later." I still had that dumb smile on my face. "Want some of my Orange?" She shook her head slowly. "Here." I gave her half of mines.

"I liked the song you sang to me last night." She said taking a bite. And I instantly panicked.

"I thought you fell asleep."

"Well yeah, but I still heard it. It was nice."

"It didn't mean anything." I said quickly, and instantly regretted it when I saw disappointment in Brittany's eyes. "I mean, I meant it just… not like, you know romantic or anything." She just nodded her head and got up from the bed leaving the Orange on my dresser. "Britt, you can not be mad at me."

"I'm taking a shower!" She hollered closing the door.

Brittany's POV

June 16

I got dressed in the bathroom; I would hate to make Santana feel uncomfortable. Why won't she just admit that she likes me, or just be open? It's making whatever's going on between us confusing. I came out in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts to find Santana packing a bag. "Where are you going?" I asked quickly. "Please don't move out, I'm sorry!"

"Britt, calm down. I'm not moving out." She gave me a laugh. "With my luck I'd end up bunking with Heather, or Miranda or Noelle, and I make no promises not to cut a bitch." I smiled. I can never control myself around her, I have to smile.

"So where are you going."

"We," She started "Are going on a picnic… or more like a snacknic."

"Did you just make that up?"

"Yeah but… I only have snacks in here like celery, a bag of chips, two bottles of water… and some strawberries."

"You wanna take me on a snacknic?"

"Well, yeah. Friends do that, right?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"We could be the first." She took my pinky and we started out.

Santana took me out into the woods, we were far from camp but there was a trail. She set us up in a part of the woods that has no trees but is surrounded by trees. She lays out a blanket and takes my hand sitting me down by her. "Do you want some water?" She looked so damn cute in her black tank top and purple and black track shorts.

"Yeah… say something in Spanish. You don't have to tell me what you said." Even though I really wanted to know.

"Lo siento, no quise lastimarte, Perdóname. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, forgive me?" She was looking down at her fidgeting hands. "I really didn't mean to hurt you Britt, I just meant that…" She stopped and looked at me. "I don't know what I meant."

"Ok… you don't have to know just yet. I just said I liked the song you sang, I was sad and scared and I thought the thunder king was going to come down from the sky to get me and you protected me. I was just saying thank you."

"Britt," She chuckled, "I think it's so much more than that."

"Like what?" Santana moved closer to me, she leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"Like that."

Thoughts?