A/N: okay. So I promised my friend that I would have this up by Wednesday. And well, here we are. Chapter 3, woo. Brittana will happen soon, I promise. ;]
and holy shit. this was the longest chapter I have written so far. GO ME.

oh, and also. I found an old story I had written with my friend. it's back and forth point of view and I was thinking of changing parts of it to make it Glee worthy. I think it would make a cute Brittana short story. but like I said, it's back and forth POV and it's kind of annoying, but the words we had chosen were excellent. so let me know :)

Also: thanks to the reviewers from the last chapter. I read them, but I'm too excited to reply to you :P

and a DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee. or any of its sexy characters :(

Brittany knew two things; one, she was actually glad to be alive and two, Santana was a really decent human being.

"Santana is really nice." Brittany blurted out in front of Quinn and Rachel who were cuddled up on Rachel's bed.

"She can be." Quinn said as her eyes looked up from her homework and towards Brittany. "She can also be a bitch. But I love her all the same." Quinn put her homework on Rachel's desk and grabbed a piece of paper, scribbling notes on it to Rachel while Brittany decided to turn on the TV.

"LAW AND ORDER: SVU IS ON!" Brittany exclaimed, a little too excited about the show.

Rachel and Quinn chuckled at how bouncy Brittany had been since she returned from Quinn and Santana's room. As they recalled, she wasn't too happy to be back in her own room.

Okay. So I have the perfect plan to try and get Santana and Brittany…well, together? – Q

Oh, my girlfriend is devious. Tell me this plan. – R

Well, you know Santana is most open when she's drunk, so I was thinking we should throw a little soiree in my dorm. Not too big, maybe like 6 of us getting our drink on. Then play "Never Have I Ever", that way, the two can learn a few things about each other. Then we can play spin the bottle and hope everything goes according to plan. – Q

You are such a genius, Q. – R

Quinn smiled at Rachel and kissed her softly. Quinn's phone vibrated softly and she picked it up.

"Hey Shelby!" Quinn beamed.

"Hey Quinn, I just wanted to say thank you for watching Beth over the break for me."

"It was no problem, anything to see her again. How is she?"

"She's wonderful. Were you like this as a kid?"

"I got told I was very rebellious."

"You still are, Quinn. You always will be. You were rebellious in high school, even after having Beth. Say, are you with Rachel right now?" Shelby questioned.

"Sure am, let me put her on." Quinn put her thumb over the speaker of the phone. "It's your mom." Quinn whispered. She handed the phone to Rachel and watched as she walked out into the hall. Ever since Quinn had first given her daughter up for adoption, she hoped that she would go to a good mother. Shelby was Rachel's birth-mother who could not afford to give Rachel a good life and gave her up for adoption. Rachel's relationship with Shelby was a little off for awhile, until Shelby broke down and begged Rachel for forgiveness. Rachel, being the sweet girl she is, forgave her mother. After all, if it wasn't for Shelby letting Quinn see Beth from time to time, Rachel would have never met her.

"Who was that?" Brittany asked. She knew that Rachel never left the room for a phone conversation unless it was important.

"Rachel's mom."

"Why did she call you?" Brittany questioned dumbfounded.

"It's a long story. Hey, do you want to come to a party this evening? It's just a small get together Rachel and I put together with some of our friends."

"Sure." Brittany said. She went back to watching Law and Order.

"Cool. It'll be in mine and Santana's room tonight around 8."

Brittany's stomach dropped at the sound of Santana's name. The girl had fallen asleep next door and that is why Brittany decided it was time to come back. There was something about the Latina that had Brittany's thoughts into one big mess. The girl herself was gorgeous with tanned skin and raven black hair. Her brown eyes were so bright that anyone could get lost in them.

Rachel came back and closed the door, a little too loudly. Brittany shook out of her thoughts. "Everything okay?" Quinn asked Rachel, stroking her face.

"Just fine." Rachel said. "My mom wants to come visit us."

"Babe, she doesn't have to if you don't want her to. I know you're still getting to know her and I know you can tolerate her, but still."

"I am trying for her. And for you and Beth." Rachel whispered the last part so Brittany didn't hear her. Rachel and Santana were the only two people besides Shelby who knew about Quinn's daughter.

"I love you." Quinn said smiling. "But I should be heading back, Santana's probably wondering where I am."

"She's sleeping, actually." Brittany muttered.

"Well then, I should get her up. We got a party to get started. I'll see you guys tonight." Quinn said before placing a chaste kiss on Rachel's lips.

Quinn opened the door to her room to find Santana sprawled out on the futon. She slammed the door, loud enough to cause the brunette to stir in her sleep.

"SATAN GET UP!" Quinn yelled.

Santana shot up like someone had just yelled, 'Fire!' She shot a glare at Quinn.

"What the fuck, Q?"

"Get up, we're having a little get together/party tonight and we need to get this place looking snappy.

"Q, you know our dorm room only holds like 8 people?"

"Yes, I am aware. But Rachel, Blaine, Kurt, Mike, Tina, and Brittany

Santana went to talk until she replayed what Quinn had just said. Brittany's coming? Wait, when did Brittany leave? And wait, why did Quinn invite all the couples? She knew damn well that Santana was single. It would be like being the 7th wheel.

"Fine. How about I go out and get the alcohol since I at least have the hook ups, and you, Fabray, can stay here and make this dorm look all sparkly?" Santana smirked.

"Deal. Run along. Get something nice. We do have class tomorrow." Quinn said.

She was right, this was their last day before school started up again from it's four day break. Santana had neglected her homework this entire weekend.

"Thanks for reminding me, bitch." Santana said before grabbing a jacket and leaving. She was going to call the only person over the age of 21 who would help her out.

"Puck! It's Lopez."

"Hey San! What brings you to these parts?"

"I'm on the phone, Puck, not in front of you."

"Oh yeah…what can I do for you?"

"Quinn's throwing a stupid get together and she wants alcohol. Think you can pick me up a bit?"

"Well, who's all going? Then I can get insight on what drinks to get."

"Rachel, Mike, Tina, Blaine, Kurt, and Rachel's roommate Brittany."

"All right. I'll get some rum for the boys and the people who can hold their own and I'll get wine for the ladies, including Kurt." Puck laughed into the phone.

"I'll meet you at Allison hall." Santana said, walking down the street towards Puck's old dorm hall. Puck arrived shortly with three bags of alcohol.

"Puck, this isn't a rager…it's a get together. You bought enough alcohol to get everyone in my Criminology class wasted."

Puck shrugged as he struggled to keep all of the bottles in his arms. "I just got you a wide variety. I got your stupid wine for the ladies, I got some Sailor Jerry, Captain, Jager, Hypnotiq for the ladies as well, and your personal favorite Patron."

"Oh my god, Puck, you're going to cause some alcohol poisoning, tonight." Santana said, "did you want to come over by the way? It's only fair to ask my bestest guy friend in the whole wide world."

"I would…however, Lauren needs me. She's going through some female drama and I can't leave her side for too long. But thank you for the offer, San."

"No, thank you, Puck. I'll catch you in criminology!" Santana shouted as she struggled carrying the bottles back to her dorm.

8 o'clock rolled around and Mike and Tina had showed up. Quinn was pouring wine into a glass for Tina and Mike threw back a shot of Captain. Santana opened the bottle of Patron and started sipping out of it. It was her favorite drink and there was no way in hell she was sharing it with anyone.

Quinn was gossiping with Tina while Mike and Santana were throwing some random dance moves out, each holding their alcohol of choice. The door knocked and Quinn went to get it.

"Britt!" Quinn exclaimed.

"Hey Q…your girlfriend will be over soon." She said as she walked through the door and sat down.

"Hi, I'm Tina." The Asian girl said introducing herself. "The boy dancing with Santana is my boyfriend Mike."

"Brittany, it's my pleasure." Brittany said holding her hand out to shake Tina's.

"Babe, I think the dorm is too small for you and Santana to strut your stuff." Tina yelled at Mike. He groaned and sat next to his girlfriend.

"Do you want a drink?" He slurred towards Brittany.

"Anything. What do you have?"

Santana spoke up, "Captain, Sailor Jerry, White Zinfandel, and Hpnotiq."

Brittany noticed the bottle of tequila clutched in Santana's fists.

"But you're drinking tequila." Brittany observed.

"Yeah, but it's mine!" Santana retaliated.

Quinn shuffled her way over, "You should never come in between Santana and her Patron, it's just a bad idea…"

Santana saw Quinn whispering to Brittany. 'Ay dios mio.' She thought.

Rachel finally appeared. "Let's get this show on the road!" She declared a little loudly.

Everyone sat down. "NEVER HAVE I EVER!" Quinn shouted. She raised her glass and started.

"Never have I ever…done cocaine." She said and to her surprise, Tina drank. "Whoa T!"

It was Tina's turn next. "Never have I ever…kissed a girl." Santana watched as Rachel knocked back a shot of Sailor Jerry, Quinn gulped her wine down, Mike chugged his Captain, Brittany raised the bottle of Hpnotiq and took a swig. Hey, everyone's getting drunk, they'll forget, right? Santana sighed and took a shot of tequila.

Rachel, Brittany, Mike, and Tina stared at Santana with wide eyes. "Wait, the bitchiest girl in school has kissed a girl?" Rachel asked.

"Parties, duh." Santana replied, lying a little…okay, maybe a lot. "What about you, Blondie?" She slurred towards Brittany.

"Oh yeah…just parties." Brittany said quietly.

Mike went next, "Never have I ever given birth."

Quinn was the only one who drank. Brittany gave her a quizzical look.

"You've had a kid?" Brittany questioned looking at the really small and skinny blonde.

"Yes…that's how I met Rachel, actually. Her mom adopted my child." Quinn cleared her throat.

It was Brittany's turn next. "Never have I ever dated someone with brown or black hair."

Santana, was the only one who didn't drink. In fact, her ex was the farthest thing from blonde. If you could called Ryan anything, it would have to do with being blonde, or Goldilocks.

"Only a blonde person, Satan?" Rachel asked.

"I've only dated one person, and yes they were blonde."

"What was their name?" Rachel asked, she decided against calling the person a he or she. She wanted to see Santana's answer.

Luckily for Santana, Ryan's name was very unisex.

"Uhm, Ryan. And can we not talk about this anymore?" Santana pleaded.

"Of course, it's your turn anyways."

"Never have I ever had a relationship last longer than a year." Santana said.

Mike and Tina were drinking seeing as they had been together since high school. Quinn dated Puckerman for a good year or so, she was still casually sipping her wine. So that leaves Rachel and Brittany who was attempting to count.

"Britt…what are you doing?"

"Counting the days. My ex broke up with me three days before our anniversary, so I guess I don't drink." Brittany said somberly. Wow, her ex sounded like an asshole.

"Wow, I'm sorry Brit." Santana said trying to see if the blonde girl would smile.

"It's fine…s-, they were just difficult towards the end of the relationship."

"Well, fuck them." Santana said causing Brittany to smile.

It was Rachel's turn and for God sake, she better had something good to say. Rachel seemed to goody-two shoes to even being playing this game.

"Never have I ever purposely hurt myself or tried to kill myself."

The first one to drink was Tina, Quinn followed her. Santana shrugged and took a sip of her Patron. That leaves Brittany. Santana was anxious to see what Brittany would do. She hadn't told Quinn nor Rachel that Brittany had tried to commit suicide while they were away. Brittany took a big chug from the Hpnotiq bottle.

"B, really? You're like the happiest person I know." Rachel cried out.

"Yeah…really." Brittany replied. She then stood up wearily. "I think I should head back to the room." Brittany said slurring her words and swaying side to side. Santana, being drunk as ever…and by being drunk as ever, being as nice as ever…decided to walk Brittany back the room.

"I'll help you, Brittany." Santana exclaimed before hopping up, surprisingly holding her balance. Brittany just nodded and grabbed Santana's arm

"Thanks…I just didn't want to tell them…not yet." Brittany sobbed out in the middle of the hallway.

"It's okay. I don't even know why but I have respect for you and I'm not going to push you into telling me." This caused Brittany to smile.

"Can I ask you something?" Brittany looked at Santana and she simply nodded.

"Who was Ryan? I mean I know they're your ex…but why did you two break up? Was he not nice to you?"

"Ryan was nice to me until the last month we were together. Things changed…got more abusive. Ryan felt the need to yell at me all of the time. Everything was my fault. One day, Ryan hit me, I fought back." Santana started truthfully spilling her story out, after all, she was drunk and Santana was the most honest when she's drunk. She tried her best to keep calling her ex by Ryan and not by 'her' or 'she'. "I walked out of our house and went for a walk. Ryan called me apologizing and said I should just come back so we could work things out. God, I was so stupid for thinking something like that would ever happen. Ryan and I would never work things out. As soon as I got home, Ryan threw me into the wall…so, I bit her."

And that's where Santana Lopez made her fatal mistake. A mistake that Brittany caught…a mistake that caused Brittany to get butterflies in the pit of her stomach.

Santana noticed what she had said and started mentally kicking herself, but she continued on with the story. "So, I grabbed a bottle and left the house. I guess Ryan had called the police and put a warrant out for my arrest. They picked me up a few hours later and I went to jail for two weeks for assault and being drunk in public while underage."

Brittany had tears in her eyes by this point. She knew that Santana was a good person and felt bad that this had happened to her. Not only that, but Brittany didn't understand how someone could hurt a gentle soul like hers. Brittany had never seen the bitchy side of Santana that everyone keeps claiming she has. Brittany only sees the Santana who cares about others more than herself.

Brittany walked over to her dorm door. "Do you want to come inside?" She questioned. Santana nodded. "I think I'm ready to tell you why I tried to kill myself."

-le gasp- Brittany is finally opening up to Santana?