A/N: Good evening everyone! So I had this chapter finished yesterday, but decided to add another section on and it extended to another 10 pages. Crazy I know. Also HOLY FOLLOWS BATMAN! I gained over 20 in 24 hours. That's insane to me! Thank you all so much! I would've been happy with one person reading this. You guys are awesome.

To my reviewers:

Guest 1- Idk if you are still reading this, but I promise this is NOT a Bram story. I even hate typing that word. I don't want to stick to canon couples because I want this story to be different from the show. And I wanna change some people around. I'm sorry if you got the impression that that was the direction I was heading in. But hey, it's suppose to be high school and high school is a hormone infested drama show. Everyone loves a little drama. Again I'm sorry.

Le Guest- Thank you for your interest as well! I hope this chapter is satisfying.

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Chapter 4

October showed up colder than usual. The days were getting darker sooner which meant the trees were changing color and leaves were crunching on the ground. It was officially time to bust out the jeans, fuzzy boots and sweaters.

Brittany loves this time of year. Everything changed to orange and light brown, Halloween decorations were being hung up, everything was pumpkin flavored and the best part was, she could have hot chocolate all the time now. It was her favorite drink in the world.

Saturday morning had Brittany running around making sure she had everything. The show choir Invitational was today. All the hard work the past couple of weeks led to today. Her mom had taken her costume and ironed it out and placed it in a garment bag so nothing would happen to it. All Brittany had to do was remember to pack her shoes, make-up, and an extra pair of clothes to come home in.

"Brittany, you're gonna be late!" Her mom yelled up.

Brittany grabbed her bag with everything in it and ran downstairs. Her mom was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs with her costume and a small brown paper bag.

"I made you something to eat on the way there. Don't be nervous. You're gonna do great. I'm just sorry your father and I can't make it. I couldn't find anybody in time to cover for me." Linda said upset. She had never missed Brittany perform before. Her daughter was amazingly talented when it came to dancing. She put her whole heart into it.

"I told you mom, it's fine. It was kinda short notice and if we're lucky today, you can come to the next competition, you know, if we win." Brittany didn't want her parents to be upset over not being there. They always supported her dancing and she was just grateful for that.

"Alright well text me when you get there so I know you made it safely. And good luck today! I'm cheering for, sweets!" Her mom joked before handing her her stuff and opening the front door.

"Thanks mom! I'll see you later." Brittany yelled over her shoulder as she rushed to her car. The plan was to drive to school where everyone was gonna meet and take a school bus that Mr. Schue had rented to the competition.

Brittany laid her costume carefully in the back seat and along with her bag and was just climbing into the driver seat when someone yelled her name.

"Brittany!"

Brittany looked over and saw Santana jogging from her house.

"I was hoping I would catch you before you left." She said stopping next to Brittany's window.

"Is everything okay?" Brittany asked her.

"Yeah, I just wanted to give you this and wish you good luck at your competition. After watching you guys practice earlier this week, I know you guys will kick ass today. And if you need anything, don't hesitate to call alright?" And with that Santana made her way back to her house.

"But I don't have your number…." Brittany said confused. Santana turned at the last second and gave her the, ugh, wink and smirk before disappearing into her house.

Brittany looked down into her hands and saw a plain little brown paper bag that some convenience stores use instead of plastic bags. She reached in and pulled out a box of Dots, her all-time favorite candy. How did Santana know she loved these? She didn't remember telling her about it.

She flipped the box in her hand and her heart fluttered at what she found. On the other side of the box Santana had used a sharpie marker and written her a message.

Hey Britt,

I saw you with a box of these the other day at school and figured you could eat them on your way to the competition. This box was feeling pretty lucky. I know you guys are gonna win it today. So good luck.

Santana

P.S.- here's my number in case you need anything. I'll be just a phone call away.

Written under that was her phone number with a cute little smiley face.

Brittany's cheeks hurt from smiling so hard.

Santana had taken something so ordinary as a cardboard box full of candy and made it into something extraordinary. Something Brittany was gonna treasure for a long time.

She looked over at Santana's house to see if she could see the brunette, but no luck. So instead she typed her number into her own phone and sent her a text.

To Santana: Thank you. This means a lot to me. And I don't just mean the candy. - Britt

Brittany put her phone down and started pulling out onto the road. When she got to the end of her street and stopped at the stop sign, her phone went off signaling a new text message. She picked up her phone quickly and clicked the message icon. Her face lit up from reading the message.

To Brittany: Anytime.

Brittany was pulling into the parking lot and pulling her stuff out of her car in record time. She knew she was late and everyone was waiting for her. Mr. Schue met her by the door and gave her a relieved smile.

"Sorry I'm late. I flew here." Brittany told him out of breath.

"It's okay, we still have time. Let's get you settled and we're off." He told her grabbing the bag from her to put it with everyone else's stuff. The back of the bus had been turned into the storage area. It seemed some people- Rachel, Kurt, and Mercedes- brought enough luggage to last them a few days instead of a few hours. Climbing on the bus, Brittany spotted Quinn waving to her from a middle seat. Brittany smiled and made her way there.

"Late much?" Quinn teased.

"Yeah, I know. I got held up." Brittany grinned remembering what held her up. Or more importantly who.

"And from your cute little bunched up cheeks I'm gonna go ahead and make the assumption that a certain Latina had something to do with it?" Quinn asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

Brittany couldn't get the grin off her face.

"If you must know, yes. She had something to do with it." Brittany said, her hands tinkering with the box of Dots hidden in the front pouch of her hoodie.

"And what, pray tell, was this girl doing that caused you to be late?

Brittany looked down and mumbled a reply.

"She got me Dots for good luck."

"She did what?" Quinn asked leaning in closer.

Brittany huffed and pulled out the box hidden in her hoodie.

"She wanted to give me this!" She groaned and handed the box to Quinn.

Quinn frowned down at the box, but as she flipped it over her face was beaming.

"Oh my God! Britt! This is adorable and so sweet! This girl wants you!"

Brittany slapped her shoulder as Quinn laughed at her blushing cheeks.

"Tell me everything!" Quinn demanded as she turned her whole body to face Brittany so she'd have her full attention.

For the entire ride Brittany and Quinn talked about what had happened that morning while sharing the box of Dots.

They were all led backstage to the dressing rooms while Mr. Schue checked them all in. The rooms consisted of two bathrooms, one for boys and one for girls, so they all could get dressed in private. Plus the girls had a set of vanities so they could do their make-up and hair. Then in between both bathrooms was a sitting area with a couple couches and end tables. This way they could sit around and wait for their turn on stage.

Everyone was dressed and sitting on the couches warming up. Brittany was stretching her legs out and looking around at everyone. She could tell they were all really nervous. This club had a bad history with competitions and that seemed to be on everyone's mind. Brittany wasn't as nervous. She had been doing dance and cheer competitions since she was little, so she was used to being on the stage and having people judge her. Dancing was the one thing she was confident about. She knew their routine was first place material and she knew everyone was gonna do their best today.

"Okay everybody!" Mr. Schue came in and clapped his hands gaining everyone's attention. "Just remember the steps. You guys can do this routine in your sleep you've done it so many times. I know you guys are gonna be terrific out there. This is OUR year. Now lets show them why. Hands in!" Everyone got in a circle and put their hands on top of each other.

"New Directions on three. One, two, THREE!" Mr. Schue yelled.

"NEW DIRECTIONS!"

Brittany was right. They had done a phenomenal job performing. Everybody was on point and no one screwed up the songs. They rocked it.

After their performance, they headed to the audience to watch the rest of the performances. There were schools from all over Ohio competing today, so it literally took up the entire day.

And after every group had performed, they were all gathered up on stage to hear the results. The top two groups would be the ones to move onto the next competition. Everyone else would have to try again next year.

Fourth and third place had gone to two groups who had done a pretty decent job. This made Brittany worry because she thought they were good and they only got third and fourth place. What chance did they have now?

"And now, for our first place and runners up- both who will be advancing to this years Sectionals competition will be…in first place….The New Directions! And Vocal Adrenaline in second. Congratulations!" The MC yelled.

Everyone was everywhere. They were jumping, hugging, some even kissing. They had done it. They won! They had even managed to beat their biggest rivals Vocal Adrenaline from Carmel High School which wasn't far from McKinley. Brittany noticed they looked pissed to be accepting second place. She knew they'd have to up their game to beat Vocal Adrenaline again.

But that was a job for later. Tonight, they were celebrating their well deserved win.

Mr. Schue decided to celebrate with a surprise victory dinner. The bus pulled up to a buffet-style restaurant and Mr. Schue told them he'd take care of everything. Everyone on the bus was still riding high from their recent win. It had been years since the glee club had won any kind of competition.

After paying for everyone, Mr. Schue told them to help themselves to whatever they wanted. And for a bunch of teenagers who had been cooped up all day in a building and running on pure adrenaline- everyone was starving.

Plates were handed out and everyone dispersed. Brittany couldn't decide what she wanted. The place had anything you could imagine to eat from steak to burgers to lobster. Her biggest excitement was the dessert section. They had a make your own ice cream sundae bar. She planned on wolfing down her food so she could get there quicker.

She finally settled on chicken breast, mashed potatoes, vegetables and fluffy dinner rolls. Her stomach was growling at the sight of it.

A couple tables in the back had been pushed together so everyone could eat together. Brittany sat next to Quinn and Mike with Finn, Rachel, and Sam across from her. The table was full of lively chatter and the clinking of silverware on plates. The conversation flowed from tonight's performances to what their new routine was gonna consist of. They had raised the bar for themselves and now they had to meet that challenge.

Brittany was quietly talking with Quinn when someone clinked on their glass, gaining everybody's attention.

"I just wanna say something real quick while we're all here." Rachel said standing up so everyone could see her. "I would like to make a toast. We all worked so hard for this and we actually pulled it off. We came out triumphant for once. And even though we all did it as a team, I think we owe a huge thank you to Brittany."

Brittany looked around shocked at everyone smiling at her.

"Brittany, if you hadn't decided to join us I doubt we'd be here right now. You showed us what we're capable of, our potential. You and Mike took hours out of your days to come up with and perfect a routine for us and look where it's gotten us. So I'd like to thank you. Thank you for helping us and thank you for believing in us. To Brittany!" Rachel raised her glass.

"TO BRITTANY!" Everyone cheered.

Brittany felt her eyes water slightly. These people were truly amazing.

"Speech!" Finn yelled.

"SPEECH! SPEECH!" Everybody chimed in.

Quinn nudged her until she finally stood up nervously.

"Um….I guess I wanna say thank you. Thank you for saying all that Rachel and thank you guys as well." Brittany said nodding in Rachel's direction and receiving a warm smile in return.

"You guys know I haven't had the best time at school. It's been pretty rough. All I prayed for was this year to fly by and for next year to go by even faster so I could get out of there. I didn't know that by having Rachel approach me at my locker one day was gonna be a huge change for me. A good change. Joining you guys and having all of you watch my back has been the world to me. You guys are true friends and I can't wait to see where tonight leads us all. We've got a busy couple of months ahead of us. We gotta be better than we were tonight. And I intend to do everything I can to help us get there." Brittany told them confidently.

Everyone cheered at that. They knew Brittany and Mike's dancing were huge factors in them winning and they were gonna need that again to win Sectionals. Vocal Adrenaline posed a huge threat, but they weren't going down without a huge fight.

The sky was dark when the bus finally pulled into the parking lot. Everyone had calmed down to the point that exhaustion was creeping up on them. The past month had been taxing on them. The complete change of their routine so close to the deadline, all the extra rehearsals. They finally had a chance to relax.

Brittany fought sleep the whole ride back. She held on to the thought of taking a nice relaxing shower then crawling into her warm comfortable bed. Tomorrow would be the first Sunday in weeks where she didn't have to wake up early for glee practice. The day was hers to do whatever she wanted- and she wanted sleep.

Quinn had lost her battle with sleep early on and was out cold next to Brittany. When the bus came to a stop, Quinn groaned with the sudden stop and opened her weary eyes.

"Finally." She yawned.

Brittany couldn't agree more. That felt like the longest trip she'd ever been on and in actuality it had been less than an hour.

Everyone stretched and grabbed their things before getting up to exit the bus.

"One last thing guys," Mr. Schue said from the front of the bus. "Just wanna say again you guys were awesome today and I want everyone to rest up tomorrow. You guys deserve it. On Monday, we'll talk Sectionals. You guys drive safe and have a good night."

Brittany climbed down the bus steps and shuffled her way through the parking lot to her car.

"You need a ride Britt? Rachel and I drove together and we could drop you off?" Quinn asked her heading in the same direction.

"No thanks. I drove myself here. I'll see you on Monday." Brittany said bumping her shoulder against Quinn's.

"Okay. Text me when you get home so I know you didn't fall asleep halfway there." She laughed.

"I will." Brittany laughed. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Quinn smiled back.

Brittany's mom and dad were watching TV in the living room when Brittany walked into her house.

"Hey sweetie! How'd you do?" Her dad asked as he muted the TV.

"We won! We get to advance!" Brittany said with a tired smile.

"That's wonderful Britt! Congratulations! When's the next competition?" Her mom asked.

"Couple months. They want me to help choreograph again."

"Really, Britt. That's awesome! People deserve to see how talented you are." Linda got up to hug her.

"Thanks mom." Brittany mumbled in her shoulder.

Linda gave her one more squeeze before pulling back to look at her daughter.

"Are you hungry? I can make you something." Linda asked, seeing how exhausted Brittany looked.

"No, I'm good. Mr. Schue treated us all to dinner so I'm stuffed. I'm just gonna take a shower and go to bed." Brittany said.

"Alright sweetie. Go get some rest. I love you." Linda kissed Brittany's cheek good night.

"Love you too."

Brittany walked over and gave her dad a kiss.

"G'night bumblebee." Tom said.

"Night daddy."

Brittany took her stuff upstairs to her room, dropped it all on the floor, grabbed a change of clothes and headed straight for her bathroom.

She turned the shower to scolding hot and got undressed. Steam quickly filled the room and she climbed in. Her muscles protested her movements as she tried to quickly wash her hair and body, because she knew if she didn't hurry she was gonna fall asleep right then and there.

Not two minutes later, Brittany had turned off the water and was getting dressed in pajama pants and a tank top. She was stepping out of her bathroom towel drying her hair when she noticed a light blinking on her phone. She threw her towel in the hamper and walked to her bed to pick up her phone. She figured it was just Quinn telling her she had gotten home too. But it wasn't Quinn. It was Santana.

To Brittany: how'd it go?

Brittany felt some of her giddiness from earlier come back.

To Santana: we won! You were right, the Dots had some serious luck with them!

Brittany got up to grab her brush from her dresser and noticed the light from the house next door, or more importantly-from Santana's bedroom. She couldn't see Santana, she just saw what appeared to be the foot of the girls bed and a desk under the window. Her focus was broken though when her phone went off again.

To Brittany: I told you. Don't ever doubt my third Mexican eye. It never lies.

Brittany let out a quiet ha reading that.

To Santana: I'll never doubt you or your third eye.

To Brittany: Good. So I guess with the win that means you advance?

Brittany sat at the foot of her own bed and crossed her legs Indian-style. This girl had her full attention.

To Santana: Yeah, there's another competition in a couple months. And if we win that we go to Nationals in NY.

To Brittany: I love NY. Went with my parents a few years ago. It's where I wanna move to after high school.

Brittany smiled because it was also her dream to move to New York after high school. She knew she'd never get into any fancy colleges with her grades, but maybe her dancing could get her there.

To Santana: I have the exact same plan! My grades won't do it but I'm hoping my dancing will.

To Brittany: We'll get your grades where they need to be. We'll help each other get to NY.

Santana's words just rolled around in Brittany's head. She wanted to help Brittany get into college? This girl was something else.

To Santana: Deal! So what did you have planned for tomorrow?

Brittany didn't know if Santana had made any other friends since she moved here. She never saw the brunette with anyone else.

To Brittany: A whole lot of nothing. You?

To Santana: Same. This is my first Sunday where I can actually sleep in and do nothing.

To Brittany: Well, since I'm not doing anything and you're not doing anything, would you like to join in on my movie marathon tomorrow? I don't plan on waking up tomorrow until some time after 12, but if you want to you can come over.

Spend an entire day with Santana?! How lucky were those Dots?!

To Santana: Yeah, I'd love to! Want me to bring anything?

To Brittany: Nope. I got all movie and snack supplies covered. Just one condition- sweatpants and t-shirts are required. It's suppose to be a relaxing day.

To Santana: No complaints here! I'll see you tomorrow!

To Brittany: I'll see you then. G'night Britt.

To Santana: Good night!

Brittany turned off her phone and plugged it into the charger. And as she climbed into bed all she could think about was how tomorrow she was gonna spend the entire day with Santana at her house.

Today was the best day ever.

Brittany had knocked and was waiting outside of Santana's front door. She hoped she wasn't too early, but she couldn't sit and wait at her house anymore.

She raised her hand to knock again, but the door opened before she could. Standing in front of her was the sexiest image she had ever seen.

Santana was leaning casually against the door frame, her black sweatpants riding insanely low on her hips. So low that she could see the V shape of her lower abdominal muscles. She was also in a skin tight, white tank top which didn't leave very much to the imagination. Her naturally curled hair hung around her shoulders, giving Brittany the urge to run her fingers through them. And to top it all off, on her face was that sexy smirk.

Brittany couldn't breath. Her knees were locked in place. This girl just screamed sex.

"Hey you."

Brittany could barely move her mouth to form words.

"H-hi."

Santana kept eye contact as she slowly stepped away from the door frame and made just enough room for Brittany to enter.

"You coming?" Santana asked quietly.

Brittany's jaw dropped that much further. How was she suppose to spend the entire day with this woman without jumping on her?

Brittany shuffled her way in the door, trying her hardest not to touch Santana, because she knew one touch would be the death of her. She stood frozen in the entryway and heard the door close behind her.

"Let's go upstairs." Santana whispered closely in her ear.

Brittany's body felt like one raw nerve ending. Just the barest touch of Santana's lips to her ear had her on the edge. Her body gave a huge quiver when Santana dragged her nails down the back of her right arm before interlocking their fingers and pulling her towards the staircase.

Everything seemed to be going in slow motion. Santana led her into a dark room, the only source of light coming from the open window that looked straight out to Brittany's room.

"I-I th-thought we were having a m-movie marathon?" Brittany stuttered as Santana moved her closer to her bed.

"We are. Just thought we'd be more comfortable up here." Santana explained.

Brittany didn't see any snack food or movies around.

"So, what are we watching?" She asked.

Santana moved in front of her and gently guided her to sit at the end of her bed.

"What do you wanna watch?" Santana asked, inching her way closer to Brittany.

Brittany shuffled back a bit to make room until finally she had to spread her legs apart to make room. Santana just continued to move forward, her legs brushing the inside of Brittany's thighs.

Brittany was shivering from feeling Santana's body heat so close to her. Brittany started to back crawl across the bed and like a magnet, Santana followed her every move. The brunette's knees climbed over Brittany's and she ended up straddling Brittany's legs, her arms planted into the bed on either side of Brittany's ribs.

Brittany was quickly losing the battle with her body. This incredibly gorgeous girl was straddling her and all she wanted to do was drive her hips up into her, to feel her against her. Her brain fought as well, telling her not to. But she wanted it. So bad. Her legs rubbed together to try and create some relieving friction for her aching core, but it wasn't enough. She couldn't take it anymore.

She needed Santana.

It must have been the defeat in her eyes, because Santana seemed to read her intentions loud and clear, because as soon as Brittany went to grab her and pull her closer, Santana shot up from her bent over position and snatched Brittany's hands and pinned them above her shoulders, all within a blink of an eye.

Brittany's breathing was so heavy that her chest was an inch away from touching Santana's. She tried to move her arms and Santana smiled down at Brittany, watching her struggle against her.

"Uh-uh-uh. I never said you could touch. You are only allowed to watch. If you're not going to follow the rules, then you're gonna have to be punished."

On the word "punished", Santana's teeth clenched around Brittany's ear, making her hiss at the sweet torture. Santana's teeth let go and her lips slowly dragged along the outline of her ear and down her neck with the softest touch. Brittany whimpered as she turned her head giving Santana better access to the skin on her neck.

The pressure of her lips was almost ghost-like, a small tickle if anything and it wasn't enough. Brittany tried to sit up a bit, but Santana growled and pushed her chest against Brittany's forcing her back down.

"God San…..Santana. I need….." Brittany gasped, not able to get the sentence out.

"What do you need?" Santana asked, her seductive words dripping from her tongue.

"I need…..you…to….." She tried again.

"To what? Tell me Brittany." Santana's lips moved under her chin, the sensitive skin there tingling deliciously, causing Brittany to gasp and throw her head back.

"Britt….." Santana whispered.

Brittany's body was shaking. This overwhelming feeling pooling between her legs and spreading throughout her body was building higher and higher.

"Britt." Santana's voice rose.

Brittany just needed a little more…!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

"BRITT!"

Brittany shot up in her bed, her heart racing and her body soaked in sweat. She looked around and saw she was in her own room.

A dream? It was a dream? A fucking dream?!

"Britt, mom wants to know if you want any breakfast! She's been calling your name!" Aly yelled through her bedroom door.

Brittany flopped back on her bed in disappointment.

"I'm not hungry!" She yelled back.

"Suit yourself." Aly said back and retreated back downstairs.

Brittany couldn't believe it had all been a dream. It felt so real! Santana's lips on her, her touch, her smell. Everything. How was she suppose to get through the day now? How was she suppose to spend the day with Santana without wanting to feel her lips again? Or her skin? Or her…..anything really? That dream opened her eyes. She doesn't just wanna be Santana's friend. She wants more. She wants everything. Only problem is- does Santana want it with her too?

Brittany waited until one o'clock to go over to Santana's. She had to take a shower after her rather graphic dream and tried to pick out her best set of sweatpants. She didn't want to look like a slob in front of Santana. She contemplated whether to curl or straighten her hair, but finally decided to let it naturally curl. At quarter to one she threw on a pair of gray sweatpants, a tight black t-shirt with McKinley on the front and her trusty converses.

She ran down the steps and found her mom and dad both sitting in the kitchen reading the newspaper.

"Hey sweetie! Where you off to?" Her dad asked.

"Santana invited me to her house for a movie day." She tried inching her way to the front door.

"That was sweet of her. I'm so glad you two are getting along. She seems like a very sweet girl." Her mom said getting up to get some more coffee.

"Yeah, we are. Alright well I'll see you guys later." Brittany got the front door open and was just stepping out when her mom called her back in.

"Not too late tonight! It's a school night!"

"I won't! Bye!" Brittany closed the door behind her and quickly walked across the yard to Santana's house. She only saw the Benz in the driveway, so maybe one of her parents was home?

She got up to the front door and knocked. It was exactly like how her dream had started out. It only took a minute before the door was opened and an older woman was on the other side. She was almost the spitting image of Santana. The same long dark hair, same brown eyes. It was uncanny.

"Hi! You must be Brittany. Come in!"

Brittany walked in and noticed how put together everything was, considering they had just moved in. Everything was white and soothing dark colors, like chocolate and caramel. The smell of apples and cinnamon filled the house. It instantly reminded her of Santana.

"You have a lovely home Mrs. Lopez."

Santana's mom guided her into the living room.

"Thank you! And Mrs. Lopez is my mother-in-law. Call me Marie." She told her with a soft smile.

Brittany sat on the couch along with Marie.

"I was told that if you showed up to please give Santana two minutes. She ran out to the store a few minutes ago to get the snacks for you guys. And I was told NOT to embarrass her, but she's not here so she has no say."

Brittany laughed. Santana was just like her mother.

"I told her I would bring some stuff, but she told me no." Brittany explained.

"She would've had this stuff earlier if she didn't sleep until almost 12:30. I don't know what I'm gonna do with that daughter of mine. Anyway, tell me about yourself. I talked with your mother and she was very nice. She told me you're a dancer."

"Yeah, I've been dancing since I was little. It was just something I was meant to do." Brittany said shyly.

"Is it what you want to do after high school? Become a professional dancer?"

"That's the plan. I'm not sure the doctor/lawyer route is for me." Then she quickly remembered that Santana's parents were exactly those things. "NOT that those are bad things!" She tried back-tracking.

Marie laughed.

"Its okay. Honestly, my dream was to be a dancer too."

"Really?"

"Yes, I did ballet for years. And when I told my parents I wanted to do it for a career they didn't approve. They forced me to choose a real profession, like law. Don't get me wrong, I love my job now. Just wasn't my first choice. When I had Santana I promised myself I wouldn't do that to her. It's her life and she should have the choice to do whatever she wants to. As long as she's happy, I'm happy." Marie leaned back on the couch and gave Brittany a smile.

"Santana's lucky then. It's really cool that you guys support her through everything." Brittany copied Marie, leaning back. She felt so comfortable with the older woman.

"Santana told you about what happened at her other school?" Marie asked.

"She told me how she came out and how everyone really got on her about it, especially that new girl. Same thing happened to me last year when I came out."

"Are you serious?" Marie asked leaning closer to Brittany.

"Yeah, I was even a cheerleader, but I was just too uncomfortable around everyone and got myself out of that."

Marie just shook her head.

"The way those people run those schools. God forbid people be different and happy. When Santana got expelled, it took everything in me not to do the same thing she did, to her principle. And now I find out it's the same here? It's ridiculous! Well, I'm happy you two found each other. You guys are good for each other."

Just then the front door opened and Santana walked in, a plastic bag of drinks in one hand and her phone in the other. She was looking at her phone and didn't notice her mom or Brittany.

"HEY MOM!" She yelled.

Brittany snickered.

"Yes honey?" Marie asked in a normal tone.

Santana jumped and looked over and saw both of them sitting on the couch.

"Oh you're here! Sorry. Thought you'd be upstairs. Hey, Britt! Didn't mean to keep you waiting. Just had to grab a couple things."

"No, its fine. Your mom and I were just talking." Brittany smiled at Marie.

"She tell you anything embarrassing about me?" Santana asked looking directly at her mom.

"All kinds of stuff really." Brittany said with a straight face.

Santana's eyes narrowed.

"Mom…."

Brittany and Marie both started laughing at her menacing tone.

"I'm kidding. She obeyed your rules."

Santana smiled and shook her head.

"Good. Don't need you holding any embarrassing naked baby stories over my head."

"That's my job, Santana. It's in the Parenting Handbook. Anyway, I'll leave you girls to your movie date. Santana, I'm going out to your grandparents house then to do some shopping. Try to keep the police from showing up." Marie said with a serious look.

"I should probably cancel the kegs then, huh?" Santana said just as serious.

"Probably. Alright, Brittany it was wonderful finally meeting you and please don't be a stranger. We'd love for you to come around. Keep my daughter in line."

Brittany stood up with Marie and was surprised when Marie hugged her.

"Thank you, it was nice to meet you too. And I'll come around, I promise."

Marie pulled away and patted her cheek lovingly then turned to her daughter.

"And you," Marie pulled Santana into a hug and whispered in her ear. Brittany couldn't hear what she said, but it made Santana lock eyes with Brittany and smile over her mother's shoulder. They pulled apart and Marie kissed Santana's cheek before moving towards the front door and grabbing her purse and car keys.

"Your father won't be home until later tonight. I'll see you girls later." Marie gave a final smile then left.

"Your mom is so sweet."

Santana smiled and nodded.

"Yeah she is. So, did I keep you waiting long?"

"No, like five minutes. No big." Brittany shrugged.

"Well, I figured we could order some food and get our marathon on. That ok?"

"That's fine by me. I haven't eaten yet today."

"Me neither and I'm starving. I'll order us a pizza. Anything specific you want on it?" Santana asked making her way into the kitchen.

Brittany followed behind. The kitchen was massive. It had a long L-shaped counter that stretched across the whole room then an island in the middle surrounded by bar stools. Everything was black and white. Santana opened a drawer and pulled out a delivery menu.

"Pepperoni ok?"

Brittany smiled and nodded.

Santana called and order a pizza, cheese fries with bacon, cheese sticks, and barbeque wings. When she hung up she saw Brittany's eyebrows raised at her.

"What?"

"Are we feeding the neighborhood?" Brittany laughed.

"Hey, when you have a movie day with me, lots of food is a must. That and everything on the menu looked really good." She sat down on one of the bar stools across from Brittany.

"So what did you and my mom talk about?"

Brittany grabbed the other stool and shrugged.

"She just wanted to get to know me. About my dancing and stuff."

"I totally forgot! Congrats on the win yesterday!"

Brittany blushed.

"Thanks. It was pretty cool to have one of my dance routines actually win something. Like one that I came up with."

"You came up with that routine? For all the songs?" Santana asked amazed.

"Yeah. What they had before was really bad, so I offered to help and now….."

"Britt, that's amazing. I got to see some of it the other day and it was great. I didn't know you came up with it. You're gonna go far with that, I know it."

To know that Santana really liked her dancing meant everything to her.

"I hope so."

"I know so."

The food showed up not too long after and they spread everything out on the coffee table in the living room. The TV was better in there, which Brittany was insanely grateful for because she didn't know what she'd do if she was alone with Santana in her room.

They browsed through Netflix and watched oddball movies. They made light conversation about little things. Movies they liked, music, that sort of stuff. They just spent the whole day on the couch.

"So let me ask you something." Santana started.

"What?"

"Do you like anyone at school?"

Brittany looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, are you interested in dating anyone at school?" Santana asked, keeping her eyes on the TV screen.

Brittany so badly wanted to say yeah you, but was too afraid to.

"Not really."

"Not even Quinn?"

Brittany almost laughed at the thought.

"Especially not Quinn. She's just my best friend."

Santana smiled a little at that.

"What about you? You interested in anyone?" Brittany turned the tables.

"There might be someone there." Santana said with a bigger smile.

This news did not sit well with Brittany. Who did she like? It couldn't be a Cheerio, because they hated the very thought of gay people. Was it maybe Quinn? Was that why she asked her if she was interested in Quinn?! Maybe, if she dropped the news that Quinn wasn't gay Santana would change her mind? That is if it's Quinn she likes.

"Lemme guess. Quinn? It was love at first sight?" She tried to joke, but was cringing inwardly at her own words.

"Nope. I don't go after straight girls."

Brittany let out a huge breath. Crisis averted.

"So who then?"

Santana just turned her head and smirked.

"It's a secret."

It was around 10pm when they decided to call it a night.

"Thanks for today. It was a lot of fun." Brittany said as she made her way to the front door.

"Thanks for joining me. Couldn't have asked for better company."

Brittany didn't know what to do. Was hugging too soon? Do they fist-bump?

"You know, technically you bought dinner tonight. That's twice you've bought me dinner." Brittany accused.

"In my defense the first one was a thank you and tonight was my idea as well, so I pay." Santana argued back.

"Next Saturday. You doing anything?" Brittany heard herself ask and didn't know where the confidence came from.

"Not that I'm aware of. Why?"

"Would you like to maybe do something with me. MY treat?" Brittany's heart was pounding.

Santana just stared at her, reading her. Brittany figured she was trying to find a way to turn her down gently.

"I'd love to."

Brittany snapped her head up.

"Really?"

Santana smirked.

"Absolutely."

Brittany smiled so hard her cheeks were bunched.

"Okay. Saturday it is. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." She was just opening the door when a hand grabbed her arm gently. Brittany turned back and Santana surprised her with a hug.

Brittany couldn't move. Santana's sweet scent filled her nose, her touch making her skin tingle and her warmth making Brittany's body feel on fire. And it was over before she knew it. She didn't even get to hug her back.

"I'll see you tomorrow Britt."

Brittany walked outside in a daze. A happy, Santana induced daze.

"Oh yeah," Santana called back. Brittany slowly turned to look back. "I'm driving you to school tomorrow. No arguments."

Brittany just gave a dopey grin and nodded, still dazed. She'd do anything Santana said at this point.

She was falling for this girl and falling hard.

A/N #2- You know you wanna review...reviews make me write more. Until next week!