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Chapter 3
It wasn't too long into Insidious before Brittany was already cowering away. The first scary scene had her diving under her covers, face down in her pillows.
"Brittany…come on out of there, it's just a movie!" Santana lifted the covers and peeked under.
"No!" Came Brittany's muffled voice as she spoke directly into the pillows. Santana laughed a little, setting their opened containers of candy on the night stand before turning her attention back to the frightened blonde.
"That part wasn't even that scary," Santana tried to reason.
"I told you, I get scared easily!" Brittany restated. Santana was having a hard time taking her seriously.
"The scary part is over. Oh, and how about this, every time a scary part is coming up, I'll remind you," Santana offered. Brittany flipped over to lay on her back and look at the Latina who sat next to her.
"What if you forget to remind me?" Brittany asked, eyebrows raised.
"Then I guess you'll just get a little scare!" Santana suddenly poked Brittany in her side and she jolted with laughter.
"Fine…I'll watch," Brittany huffed, sitting up.
The movie progressed, and as promised, Santana reminded Brittany every time a scary part came up, and every time Brittany would bury herself in her pillow. One time, however, Santana wanted to see what would happen if she 'forgot' to tell Brittany that a scary part was about to happen. So she waited and soon enough, one of many terrifying shots popped up and Brittany let out a shriek and before Santana knew what was happening, Brittany had buried herself in the crook of Santana's neck. Santana was taken back, but soon wrapped her arms around the blonde and held her close. Brittany felt good cuddled into her side.
"Hey, it's okay…" Santana cooed.
"You forgot to warn me!" Brittany muttered, trying to sound angry.
"I'm sorry…but it wasn't too bad, was it?" Santana rubbed her hand up and down Brittany's back.
"Yes it was! That was horrible!" Brittany muttered, "Can we not watch this any more? I'm going to have nightmares!"
Santana pulled back and gave a soft smile before nodding, "Okay. Let's put your movie in."
"Really?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah, really, go put the movie in," Santana chuckled, urging her off the bed.
"Thank you!" Brittany excitedly got up and skipped over to the dvd player and switched out the discs before returning to the bed.
"I've never seen this movie…is it good?" Santana asked, popping open a can of Pringles. Brittany took some from the can and nodded.
"It's my favorite movie of all time. It's really sweet, and funny, and a little sad too, but not too sad!" Brittany quipped. Santana smiled admiringly at her.
"I can't wait to see it," Santana nodded, settling back into the pillows with her snacks as Brittany pressed play.
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By the end of the movie, Brittany had shifted to rest her head on Santana's shoulder. Both of them had giggled and made small chat throughout the movie. Brittany finally sat up and took another drink of her second orange soda.
"So, did you like it?" Brittany asked, eager to see Santana's reaction. Santana nodded and grinned.
"That's a great movie," Santana smiled softly. She was tired, just like Brittany, but their bodies were wired by sugar.
"It's cute, right?" Brittany asked with a grin.
"Yeah, I might have to buy that one on dvd someday." Santana was smiling again, too.
"I'm really happy we decided to have a movie night. You're really fun," Brittany said, blush creeping onto her cheeks.
"I feel like I'm a kid again with you," Santana added.
"We're all kids inside, I think," Brittany said thoughtfully. "It's scary to think about growing up, you know?"
Santana nodded, "Yeah, I do."
"Santana?"
"Yeah?"
"You mentioned having…a past, where you came from…is it a bad past?" Brittany asked shyly.
"I haven't had the best luck in my life," Santana sighed.
"What happened? I mean, don't you have family and stuff?" Brittany asked.
"Brittany?" Santana asked, becoming suddenly very quiet.
"Yes?"
"You know how you asked me earlier if I like men or women?" Santana asked.
"Yeah," Brittany nodded slowly.
"Well…when I was sixteen I came out to my family…and they kicked me out. They kicked me out and I've been on my own ever since. I lived in a foster home until I was eighteen, and when I graduated I moved out…" Santana admitted. Brittany's hands came up to cover her mouth and she shook her head.
"Oh, Santana, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I asked and I know that must have been hard to-," Brittany rambled.
"Brittany!" Santana broke in. The blonde went quiet and Santana took a breath. "It's okay, really. I'm okay. It's been a little rough, but I'm okay now. I just hope that by you know, liking girls I didn't like, freak you out…"
"Are you joking? I think that's awesome! You are such a unicorn!" Brittany grinned.
"Unicorn..?"
"It means you like the same sex, silly! But I've never met a girl unicorn before." Brittany said it as if it were obvious. Santana furrowed her brow and laughed a little.
"Oh…"
"I'm just bicorn though…" Brittany sighed, shrugging.
"Wait…you're…?" Santana was even more confused now.
"I like boys and girls," Brittany smiled as if it were the simplest thing ever. Santana's heart leapt.
"I think that's great," was all Santana could think to say.
"So…got a girlfriend?" Brittany asked, nudging her playfully.
"Nope, I'm solo," Santana pursed her lips.
"No way! A girl as pretty and as awesome as you cannot be single!" Brittany seemed genuinely surprised.
"Well, I have a hard time with relationships," Santana muttered.
"You have a hard time staying in them?" Brittany seemed confused.
"They just…never work out for me. I've just…I've been hurt a lot." Santana looked down.
"I can't believe someone would hurt you. You're so nice, and tough and awesome, and…and I really liked when you protected me…" Brittany trailed off and Santana smiled.
"I always learned not to take shit from anyone. That's what you learn growing up in a Puerto Rican home," Santana joked. Just then, there was a small knock and James poked his head in the door.
"Girls?" He asked.
"Hey dad…" Brittany said awkwardly.
"Listen, I'm going to bed. It's late, you should call it a night soon. I want to get an early start tomorrow," he said.
"Okay daddy," Brittany nodded.
"Goodnight sweetheart," James looked to Santana, "And Santana, welcome. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask. This is your home too, now."
"Thank you, James," she smiled and nodded.
"No problem. Night ladies," he waved, closing the door behind him.
"It is late…" Santana said, looking at the clock, "I should get to bed…" She slid off the edge of the bed and stood up. Brittany did, too.
"Yeah…I liked watching movies with you, Santana, I'm glad you're our new mechanic," Brittany said shyly. "And thanks for trusting me in telling me about your past. I know that must be hard."
"It's okay, thanks for listening," Santana smiled reaching for the door.
"Any time…goodnight, Santana." Brittany gave a small wave.
Santana smirked a little and stepped back over to where Brittany stood and leaned up to place the softest kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight, Brittany."
Brittany blushed and touched her cheek, a smile plastered to her face as Santana gave her the smallest wave and left her standing there like a fool.
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"Wake up dingus!" Braden shouted at his older sister at 8 the next morning, "Dad says it's time for practice!"
"Ugh…piss off…I'll be down in a second dweeb," she muttered back. Brittany sat up in bed and yawned, wondering if last night had been real or not. It was confirmed when she saw the various snacks and left over orange soda on her desk. She smiled and hopped out of bed, actually excited to get out and practice and work with Santana on her bikes. She put her hair up in a ponytail before trotting downstairs and into the kitchen, where everyone else was already eating breakfast, including Santana. She looked in Brittany's direction and smiled, Brittany couldn't help but smile back.
"Good morning sunshine!" Braden laughed from the fridge as he retrieved the orange juice.
Brittany mumbled a reply and went for the Lucky Charms that were sitting out on the counter. She sleepily poured some into a bowl and added milk before joining Santana at the table. Santana glanced over as Brittany lazily ate her cereal and pilfered the newspaper for the comics section.
"You're quiet," Santana observed softly.
Brittany grimaced, "I hate mornings…"
Santana just laughed a little and sipped her steaming black coffee before biting into her toast. "I can see that! Lucky you get to ride a nice loud MX bike to wake you up!"
"Don't remind me," Brittany grumbled.
"Hey Brittany, I want to try running the course now that the bike is more fine tuned and has that new top end," James said as he, too, ate his breakfast.
"You want to time it?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah. I'll have Braden spray the track down before you start though. It's getting a little dry," James nodded.
"Your bike might have a little more kick to it that usual, be warned," Santana added.
"Thanks," Brittany said.
"How was your movie night girls?" Susan asked.
The two looked at each other and smiled before looking at the older blonde woman. "It was fun," they said at the same time.
"It must have been a real bonding experience for you two!" Susan seemed enthusiastic about the girl's haste friendship.
"It was. It was a fun way to start summer," Brittany nodded.
"Well, I'm glad you liked it, because you have your first cup tournament in a week," James explained.
"What? Since when?" Brittany asked.
"Since a slot for a 125 rider opened up in the summer exhibition cup opened up," James answered.
"Where's it being held?" Brittany asked.
"Up in South Bend, Indiana, about 3 hours from here. I figured you, me, and Santana would go up next Thursday and get registered, then on Friday you would have round 1 and then round 2 and the finals on Saturday. After you win, we'll drive home on Sunday," James explained.
"Nice!" Santana grinned.
"Sounds fun!" Brittany nodded.
"Do you feel like you can be ready in a week?" Susan asked.
"Oh yeah, I'll be fine," Brittany nodded, taking her bowl over to the sink and rinsing it.
"In the mean time, why don't you go get ready to run your race bike, huh?" James asked with a chuckle.
"Yeah yeah…I'll be ready in a minute."
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"How's the bike running?" Santana asked from the shade of the large tree on the side of the track as Brittany came to a halt in front of her on the race bike.
"This is the best it's ever run! I feel like it's running so much faster without pushing it!" Brittany raved. "Dad! Did you see that? What was my time?"
James hurried over with an elated look on his face, "That was outstanding darling! You broke your track record!"
"Shut up!" Brittany squealed. Santana grinned, seeing Brittany so excited was adorable to her.
"I think we're going to be a whole new team with you on board, Santana," James smiled approvingly.
"Thanks…but that was all Brittany out there. She must have gotten better from last season," Santana said modestly.
"I think we're going to win next weekend," Brittany grinned, looking from James to Santana.
"That's right," James nodded, patting Brittany on the back. "Now, back to training!"
"But dad…"
"Nope, no but's! Get back out there. Santana, if you don't mind, I'd like to go over a parts list with you for the race weekend," James added.
"Sure, not a problem!" Santana nodded, giving one last thumbs up to Brittany who just put her helmet back on and climbed onto her bike.
"We've got a long week ahead of us," James sighed with a light laugh.
"Yeah, a long, long week," Santana agreed, watching Brittany ride off to start another set.
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Sorry this chapter wasn't very long! The next one will be, and I'm updating like a mad woman! So please tell me what you're thinking so far of this story! I'd love to hear!
