It's Saturday, three days since Santana kissed me, which was also the last time I talked to her. I had tried to talk to her on thursday at school but she completely ignored me. I don't understand what her intentions are anymore, and the fact that she won't even look at me is really starting to bother me. My deep thought was interrupted by my phone buzzing. I sprung off of my bed and to my desk where it had been charging. I sighed when I realized that it was Mike texting me and not Santana.

Mikey Mike: Hey Britt Brat wanna come over? I just got dance central for kinect and I wanna try it out!

I quickly typed out my response. "Sure, lemme just go ask my mom if she can take me."

Mikey Mike: Ugh hurry up! Dance waits for no one! Not even you!

I put on my favorite ripped jeans and my Simple Plan tee shirt, and went downstairs to look for my mom. I could hear her in the kitchen but I didn't want to walk all the way over to her.

"Mom! Can you take me to Mike's house? Or I can walk actually. Yeah, I'll just walk. Nevermind!" I yelled across the house to her.

"Bye honey! Tell the Chang's I said hello!" I heard as I grabbed my house keys off the foyer table and shut the door behind me.

The walk to Mike's house felt especially long today, it was only a few streets away and I felt like I had been walking for hours. I was probably just really tired, due to the lack of sleep I've been getting these past few nights. Every night since Wednesday I've just laid in bed thinking, mostly about the kiss.

As I turned on to Mike's street I crossed it to get on the sidewalk on his side of the road. I walked for a little while longer before a car passed me and I noticed that there was a small latina woman driving it. I hadn't even noticed, but it must've been Santana's mother because they were pulling into her driveway. As I got to Mike's house I saw Santana get out of the back of the car. She started to walk toward her house following behind the woman and two boys. Wait does Santana have brothers?

"Santana," I yelled to her while walking toward her house. All four of them turned around and looked at me, and then to Santana. "can we please talk? Why do you keep ignoring me?"

Santana finally acknowledged me, for the first time in days and I felt my heart begin to race. And I don't even know why. She made her way over to me as the rest of her family went into the house.

"Okay Britt we can talk, but not here, not now." She said to me in a low voice.

"Why not? It's been three days and you won't even look at me. Santana look at me." I said, noticing that she still had yet to make eye contact with me. What was she afraid of? I just want to know what is going on between us. She finally looked up at me and for the first time I noticed how truly beautiful her eyes are. They're just so calming.

"Okay, just come inside. We can talk in my room." She replied softly. Santana's room? I've never even been in her house before, let alone her room. She started toward the door and I remembered to text Mike letting him know what was going on. I still hadn't told him or anyone about Santana kissing me but I planned on telling him today.

"Hey Mike, S's house, I'll be over soon. Something came up & she wanted to talk. Dont play w/out me!" I sent to him.

Once we were in Santana's room she closed the door behind us. I didn't understand why she thought that that was necessary but I didn't say anything about it. I stood awkwardly in the middle of Santana's room, because I didn't know where she liked people to sit when they came over. Her room was really big though, like three times my room. She even had a couch and a wall mounted TV in here.

"So... Oh you can sit down Britt, wherever you want." She said as I made my way over to her bed, and then to the couch. Sitting on her bed seemed to personal, I've never even been in here before so I didn't wanna overstep any boundaries. "Okay then." I heard her mumble as I seated myself. "So... What was it that you wanted to talk about?" She asked me, still standing in the doorway, but now leaning against the wall.

"You know Santana, I really thought that considering you're the one who kissed me, you'd be like asking if I wanted to talk about it or something. It kind of sucks that you're pretending it didn't happen." I stated. Her eyes dropped to the floor and I could tell she was nervous.

"Brittany can you keep it down? I don't want my mom and brothers to hear us." She asked. Still looking at the floor.

"Well, why are you standing over there? Can you come here then? So I don't have to be loud." I asked, sort of hoping that she would stay over there. She just nodded.

"Okay look, it was an accident. End of stor-"

"No. It was most definitely not an accident Santana." I interrupted her. "Plus even if it was why wouldn't you talk to me for all those days?" I snarled back at her, getting slightly angry because of her lack of interest in this conversation.

"Seriously? Listen B, we're not a couple. We're not even like talking, like that. We're just friends. and not the kind of friends who hook up and then are still friends. I have Puck for that. You and I are really and only just friends." She said to be, as she stared at the ground.

"Then why'd you kiss me?" I started to raise my voice. And Santana got up from the couch and started to walk away. "You can't even freaking look me in the eyes. I don't know what you meant by were not together. I never said we were, but I wanted to talk to you solely to know why you kissed me the other day. And now you're turning this into some big dramatic fight that it doesn't have to be. If you'll just come back over here and just tell me straight up. Why."

"No. I don't know why I did it okay? I have no idea. I got into Pucks truck and couldn't stop thinking about how I just jeopardized our entire friendship by doing something that I didn't even really want to do. I just did it okay. I don't know." I looked at her confused and she came back to the sofa, leaning over the back on her side. "Honestly, I don't know Brittany."

"You know what? Fine. If you're not going to be honest with me about it then I'm just gonna leave. If you clear your mind and want to be real with me, I'll be at Mike's house. Goodbye." I said as I exited her room, and rushed down the steps past one of her brothers.

"Brittany!" I heard Santana yell from the top of the steps.

I turned around and said to her, "San, you don't just kiss someone for no reason. That doesn't make any sense."