Boom and another chapter done. I really like this one and I hope you guys do too. I have a few announcements but I'll save them for after you read the story so here we go!
The next morning Brittany made sure to wake up bright and early to get ready so that she could take Santana to school. She even hummed while she took her shower. This one was warm. After she got all of her clothes on she raced down the stairs into the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of cereal. She flipped through a few pages of her homework while she waited.
Just as she was finishing up her father came into the room. "Morning," he said in his usual gruff, sleep filled voice.
"Morning," Brittany chirped. Her father raised an eyebrow.
"Well, something's put you in a good mood today," he said as he poured himself a steaming cup of coffee.
Brittany blushed but couldn't fight the smile that spread across her face as she lowered her head so that she was looking into her cereal. She didn't bother responding. Her father could always tell if she lied.
There was silence for a few seconds before Thomas spoke again. "So, how did things with Santana go?" He asked looking at her over the rim of his coffee.
"It went fine, Dad," she replied, but the smile grew. She didn't her father's smile also growing. He pushed off from the counter he had been leaning on and walking past Brittany giving the girl's shoulder a gentle squeeze.
Brittany sat there a few minutes before heading back upstairs to brush her teeth. She grabbed her backpack, car keys, and cell phone before racing out the door with a quick wave to her mother sitting at the kitchen table, she hopped into her car and took off for the Latina's house.
Lima was a small town so when someone moved in or out the whole town knew where they lived. She pulled up in front of the house and walked up to the door knocking quickly and taking a few steps back. She looked down at the ground and noticed that one of her shoes was untied.
Ducking down she began to tie the offending garment when the door opened revealing Santana in all her morning glory.
Brittany sprang back and fell on her butt looking up at the Latina who had a serious case of bed head and stood in a pair of boxers and a tight fitting tank top. She rubbed her eyes and glared down at Brittany until she realized who was sprawled out on her doorstep.
"Britt, what are you doing here? It's too early to even wake up," Santana grumbled, her voice thick with sleep. Brittany thought she sounded extremely cute when she was caught unaware.
She began to get up and Santana stuck her hand out for the girl, pulling her the rest of the way up. "Sorry, I just always get up at this time and you said that you wanted to ride to school together, and I just-"
Santana's laughter made her stop and she looked up from the ground to find the Latina bent over double laughing her butt off. Brittany's eyebrow's scrunched up in confusion and she stared down at the girl, who was holding herself up by her knees. It wasn't that funny.
"You're cute when you ramble, babe," Santana said, wiping a tear from her eye. Brittany blushed not only at Santana's words but also at the pet name the Latina had given her.
Santana reached out and grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her into the house. They walked through the house and Brittany tried to take in every detail while Santana did her best to get the blonde past everything else and into her room, which wasn't much better.
Dirty clothes littered the floor and there dirty dishes everywhere along with half empty pizza boxes and a few bits of homework that the Latina wasn't going to finish.
She blushed deeply and went around the room trying to clean up.
"I'm sorry, my room isn't usually like this," she lied, "I just didn't think about the fact that you were coming over today and I didn't-"
Brittany caught hold of Santana as she passed, pulling the smaller girl flush against her body. Santana's words dies in her throat as she looked up and saw a pair of lust filled blue eyes.
"Remember to breathe, San. We don't want you turning into another Berry," Brittany said with a sexy smirk that shot right to Santana's core. She looked back and forth between Brittany's shinning blue eyes and her thin pink lips. How she wanted to kiss those lips.
She licked her own and watched as Brittany's eyes turned a dark blue with lust. Santana leaned upwards and looked deep into Brittany's eyes making sure that she wasn't scaring the girl, but when Brittany closed her eyes she knew that it was alright and she dived into the kiss.
As soon as their lips touched a moan escaped both them. Santana lifted her hand up to thread it through Brittany's long locks while the blonde placed her hand on Santana's waist pulling the girl even closer if that was possible.
Santana could already feel the bulge in Brittany's jean as it ground into her leg. She hadn't even realized that they were bucking their hips into each other until she heard Brittany let out a strangled moan. She pulled back and looked up at the girl. Brittany was looking at her she was tortured.
"How do you do this to me?" Brittany panted as they leaned their foreheads against each other. Santana stared at the girl confused.
"Do, what, Britt?" She whispered back, her pouty lips brushing against Brittany's with each syllable. The blonde shivered and her eyelids fluttered. Santana was just so close it was intoxicating having the girl stand this close to her.
"That," Brittany whispered.
Santana fell into a fit of giggles as she pulled back and looked up at Brittany who began to pout. "Don't laugh at me," the blonde whined as she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at Santana.
The Latina wiped at her eyes and looked up at the blonde's adorable pout. "I'm sorry, Britt- Britt, you're just so cute I can't help it," she tried to amend as she stood up and walked towards the blonde with her arms extended. She reached out for Brittany but the blonde stepped away from her and Santana's own pout fell onto her lips.
Brittany turned her head away from Santana and set her jaw. "Britt, come on, I was just joking around with you. Don't be upset," Santana tried again with an actual whine escaping her lips.
That caught Brittany's attention. She looked at the Latina and found Santana looking up at her absolutely pleading and she felt her heart twitch towards the Latina. She wanted to make that Santana never actually had to use that face on her when they weren't joking around.
Reaching out she caught hold of the Latina's waist pulling the girl closer to her. Santana immediately nuzzled into Brittany's neck. The blonde giggled loudly and took in the Latina's smell. It was like nothing Brittany had ever smelt before, but she couldn't get enough of it. It was intoxicating and she needed more of it.
"Are you smelling me?" Santana giggled as she pulled back to look up at the blushing blonde.
"No! It's just you smell so good," she grumbled with her head ducked.
Santana giggled again and pulled the girl closer to her. "You smell good too, Britt- Britt," she commended, nuzzling into the taller girl's neck while Brittany did the same to her.
They stood there taking in each other's scents for a few seconds more before Brittany pulled back.
"We still have school. Much as I hate to go I don't think our parents would approve of us ditching out," she said pulling out of Santana's embrace. The Latina groaned and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Fucking hate that place. It's nothing but a bunch of idiots who are small minded and can't handle anything different," she growled as she looked around the room for clothes. Brittany couldn't help but smile at the girl's statement. No one else would have agreed with her and that made Brittany smile all the more.
Santana looked over and saw Brittany smiling over at her, immediately taking up a defensive position.
"What?" She demanded with a sexy cock of her hips.
Brittany shrugged. "Nothing. I totally agree with you. They're all idiots. Too bad we still have to go to school," she replied with a chuckle as she picked up a pair of jeans that she assumed were clean and tossed them to the Latina.
Catching them midair Santana tossed the blonde a playful glare and pulled the pants on over her boxers. She grabbed a shirt off the desk chair and pulled it on over her wife beater before looking over at the blonde and giving a wave to her clothing.
"How do I look?" She asked her lip twitching up playfully.
Brittany openly stared at her. "Amazing," she whispered.
The shorter girl chuckled and stepped towards the blonde. "Really?" She asked, wrapping her arms around Brittany's neck.
Brittany nodded and her hands automatically went to the Latina's waist. She nodded weakly and Santana giggled again.
Leaning up she pecked the girl's cheek sweetly, before skipping away.
Really, Santana? Skipping?
Brittany was still stuck in her spot standing in the middle of the Latina's room, staring at where the girl went.
"Are you coming or what, Britt-Britt?" Santana called back knocking Brittany from her dazed state. She raced after the girl and found Santana standing by the front door with a huge smile on her face.
With a blushing Brittany in tow Santana walked out the door and headed for the shiny black Porsche sitting in her driveway. She smiled down at the car lovingly, before racing over to the passenger's side to open the door for Brittany; she bowed deeply making the taller girl's cheeks heat up.
"Your carriage, my lady," Santana said with a wave towards the open door. Brittany's blush only deepened.
"Stop it, Santana. I'm not a princess," Brittany growled. All the mornings previous joking gone from her. Santana looked taken aback as she stood up straight looking at Brittany's flushed cheeks and the way her eyes were beginning to water. She immediately knew what was going on.
"Everyone's a princess, Brit. Even Finn and Puck," she attempted at a joke. Brittany rewarded her with a small smile.
Waving for Brittany to get into the car Santana waited until the girl was securely in the car before racing over to the other side and hopping into the car. They didn't speak as they began the drive to their school. It wasn't until they were halfway there that Brittany finally spoke.
"Santana, are you sure you want to be seen with me? This is your last chance. You can drop me off on the side of the road and drive up to school without the school's biggest loser sitting next to you," she said in a small voice.
Santana pulled the car over to the side and Brittany unbuckled herself ready to get out of the car, when the Latina reached out and caught hold of the girl's wrist, making Brittany turn back. Before she could say or do anything, Santana surged forward and connected their lips.
Their mouths moved tougher in one fluid motion as Santana sucked Brittany's bottom lip into her mouth, making the dancer moan embarrassingly loud. Brittany felt her hips rocking and thrusting into the air, and Santana giggled.
Just as quickly as Santana began the kiss, she ended it.
Pulling back she stared deep into Brittany's eyes before stating, "I told you once before and I'm going to say it again. I don't care about popularity. All I want is you, Britt-Britt."
Brittany blushed and Santana leaned forward connecting their lips once more before they continued on their way to school.
They reached the parking lot and Santana got them a really good space. It was usually where…
"Santana! We have to move!" Brittany hissed as they got out of the car. The Latina looked over at her confused. Santana had been really proud that she had scored them the best spot in the school.
"What do you mean we have to move?" She asked.
Brittany had that cornered animal look on her face again and the Latina began to worry. "This is Kitty's space," she explained still looking around for the little blonde headed cheerleader.
That made Santana chuckle. "Is that what you're worried about? Babe, she's a bitch and I'm not going to let her intimidate you anymore," she said, coming around the car to Brittany's side. She threw her arm around the panicking girl. At Santana's touch Brittany seemed to calm down.
"What the fuck is this?!" And just like that Brittany's heart rate was sky rocketing again. She tried to get away but Santana held her firm as a fuming Kitty made her way up to them.
She smirked down at the shorter girl.
"Who's piece of junk car is sitting in my spot?!" She demanded absolutely shaking with rage.
Santana actually laughed in the girl's face and everyone standing near them froze, Brittany included.
"That's really funny how you call her car a piece of junk when I'm pretty sure it cost more then all the cars in this parking lot. And that includes yours," Santana said as she kept Brittany in place. "It's kind of like a metaphor for your life, Kitty," she snarled.
They had attracted a small crowd by now but Santana didn't pay any of the other students any attention. Her main focus was on Kitty and making the girl pay for what she had said yesterday. No one outdid Santana Lopez.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Kitty asked her voice dangerously low as the fire continued to burn in her eyes.
Santana's smirk only grew. "You think that if you have a super flashy car then you're cool and everyone loves you, but I'm willing to bet that all these kids secretly hate you and that includes Puck and Finn, considering the fact that you're not giving any up to them. I'd hate you too. Brittany here. She doesn't go around advertising herself the way that you do, but yet she's still better. Anyone who took five seconds to actually look at her would realize that." Her last words were directed at everyone.
A few of the students ducked their heads in shame, but Santana kept her glare stuck on Kitty. The short blonde girl was switching from different shades of red. It was very satisfying to watch, until Coach Sue came storming out of the school towards the huddle of students.
"Which one of you urchins is fighting this time?" She demanded throwing a few students out of the way. She came to as stop when she saw Santana and Kitty glaring at each other.
At the sight of the cheerleading coach the students scattered in a hurry, with only Kitty, Santana, and Brittany left. The older woman stared at the three girls, her hawk like gaze taking in all of them. Her eyes seemed to stay on Brittany and Santana longer then they did on Kitty.
"What seems to be the problem here, ladies," she drawled. Brittany cowered into Santana's side and the Latina straightened her posture as she looked over at the older woman.
"We simply parked the car and Kitty decided that it was necessary to insult Brittany," the Latina said.
Coach Sue smirked down at Santana. "Who wouldn't insult her. Have you seen what she's wearing?" The older woman scoffed, making Brittany duck her head.
Santana glanced back at Brittany taking in her white tank top that showed off a small strip of skin and the sweatpants she was wearing with her hair tied up in a messy bun. She looked absolutely gorgeous to Santana.
"What's wrong with what she's wearing?" The Latina snapped back, already taking up a defensive stance. Kitty smirked with contempt, realizing that her backup had arrived. Brittany pulled at Santana's T-Shirt, silently begging the shorter girl to let it go and walk away.
Coach Sue scoffed. "Any self respecting girl wouldn't be caught dead in something so ordinary. But then again it is Brittany we're talking about so clearly she is the exception," the coach sneered.
Santana's jaw dropped. The bullying was a lot worse then she had first imagined it. It wasn't jus the students picking on Brittany it was the teachers too. This was unacceptable.
Squaring her shoulders Santana took a step towards the older woman. She got right in Coach Sue's face and snarled, "I don't know who the fuck you are or what your problem is. Maybe you're just upset because you will never amount to anything more then a high school cheerleading coach who's only goal in life is to make all the kid's that pass through her hands as bitter as she is, or maybe it's because you realize that no man or woman would want to be with someone who's past her prime and is way too bitchy to put up with."
Brittany and Kitty stared at Santana in horror. She had no idea what she had done. Coach Sue's face passed through a range of colors before she breathed out a long breath through her nose.
"I think a visit to Figgins' office is in order," she said in a surprisingly calm voice. She turned and stormed away.
Santana smirked in satisfaction before turning to Brittany. "Sorry, Britt-Britt. Looks like I won't be able to walk you to class today. I'll make it up to you later," she said before coolly walking after Coach Sue.
The two blonde girls stared after the Latina's retreating frame with their mouths still hanging open. Where the hell did this girl come from?
"I demand that you expel this disgrace this instant!" Sue screamed at the cowering Indian man behind his desk. Santana rolled her eyes at the man's lack of strength. He was her boss after all.
Principal Figgins sat up a little straighter and tired to fix his tie as he said, "Now, Sue, we can't expel her for simply defending her friend. From what I gather you did insinuate this argument." Santana smirked over at the fuming older woman whose nostrils flared dangerously every time he took a breath.
"So, does that mean I'm free to go?" Santana demanded, impatiently. Every second she spent in here listening to this woman bitch was a second she spent away from Brittany who actually needed her.
The principal and Santana walked out much to Coach Sues disappointment and anger. Santana got up and left the office in search of her Economics.
"I heard about your girlfriend's run in with Coach Sylvester this morning," Mike said as Brittany walked into the dance room with her bag hanging from her shoulder limply. The poor girl was still in shock over what Santana had done only moments ago. No one in the history of McKinley High School had ever stood up to Coach Sylvester. The woman was known to make full-grown men cry and pee their pants, yet Santana stared the woman right in the face and insulted.
Mike was waving a hand in front of Brittany's face by the time the she snapped out of her dazed state. She looked over at him in surprise. She didn't even remember walking up to the school.
Surprisingly, no one had slushied her or pushed her into the lockers.
"Did you say something, Mike?" Brittany asked as she put her bag on the ground and went over to the iPod dock. The Asian boy rolled his eyes at his friend's oblivious state.
He came up beside her and put a hand on her back stopping her furious movements. "Britt, what's going on with you and that Santana girl?" He asked in a serious voice. He really cared about Brittany's safety and from the things that Puck and Finn were saying at football practice Brittany was in danger and Santana seemed to be putting her there.
Brittany turned to Mike slowly. She mulled his question over.
What was going on with her and Santana? Were they dating? Santana hadn't cleared up that small little detail. She had said that she wanted Brittany, but what did that mean? Did that mean they were dating or was Brittany just a friend with benefits? The very thought of it was enough to make tears spring up in Brittany's eyes.
Mike watched his friend as her eyes glazed over and she went deep in her thoughts. When the tears appeared in her eyes he knew what the answer was.
He wrapped his arms around the blonde girl and pulled her head to his chest. "Britt, you should stay away from her. She's no good. Girls like that never are. They just take what they want and forget about all the people they step on in the process," he said as Brittany clung to his tank top.
The tears were definitely coming now, but for some reason Mike's words sparked a fire deep inside the pale girl. She shook her head furiously.
"No, Mike, you're wrong. Santana's not like that. She doesn't have ulterior motives," she said pulling away from her friend's hug. Mike looked at Brittany confused and the girl shook her head a bit more confidently this time. "She stood up for me more times then anyone else at this school. She's not going to hurt me."
With those words she picked up her bag and headed for the door. She was ready to get to her second period class and see if Santana had gotten in trouble.
Santana got to her seat in Economics, next to Quinn, ignoring the teacher's glare. She pulled out her textbook and pretended to listen.
"Do you have a death wish or something?" Quinn hissed at her. The Latina smirked, but shrugged nonchalantly. She really didn't care what Coach Sue thought she was going to do to her. No one was going to mess with Brittany. Not if Santana had anything to do with it.
Quinn was silent for a few seconds before she continued. "Well, at least you did it protecting Brittany. You really are a knight in black leather," she laughed. Santana's grip on her pen tightened in the urge not to throw it at the shorthaired girl.
The bell rang and Santana was out of her seat so fast the other students didn't even have time to blink before she was out of the classroom, leaving behind a chuckling Quinn.
She raced through the hallways for her English class. The first class of the day that she shared with Brittany. A smile was spreading across her face as she walked through the hallways, when two bodies appeared before her. She stumbled back a little surprised that anyone would get in her way.
"We heard about what you said to Kitty and Coach Sylvester," an African American girl said with her amazingly white teeth showing as she beamed at the still confused Latina.
Santana stared between the girl and the thin but fashionable boy standing beside her. Their eyes locked and Santana knew who he was in a heartbeat.
"You're Burt's kid, aren't you? Kurt, right?" She asked the boy and he nodded surprising lighting his eyes. "You're Finn's brother, huh?"
He blushed deeply. "Step-brother. There's no blood relation."
Santana smirked. "I work for your father," she explained and understanding washed through his features. They stood there awkwardly for a few second before the black girl extended her hand to Santana.
"Mercedes Jones, just so you know," she said confidently. Santana smirked at the girl's sass and took the hand giving it a firm shake. "You know if you really want to protect Brittany, you might want to join Glee club. Finn and Puck are in there and I don't trust either of them around my girl Britt's."
Santana raised a hand silencing the girl. "What do you mean protect her? Who said that was my intention?" The Latina asked crossing her arms over her chest.
Mercedes and Kurt both smirked at the girl. "Is that not your intention? Because we'd really like to know what you intend to do with our girl. We won't have you breaking her heart," Mercedes said crossing her own arms over her chest. Kurt seemed to cower a little bit.
"Listen here, Wheezy," Santana snapped, her eyes burning with fire. "I'm not going to sit back and watch people pick on a girl like Brittany. That's not going to happen. And if you two care so much about her you should have been watching her back, like a good friend would." With that the worked up girl stormed down the hallways toward her English class with Mercedes screaming 'Consider joining Glee club' behind her.
She came into the classroom and saw Brittany already sitting there going through her notes. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she crept up on the girl. She got right in Brittany's ear and whispered, "You look really cute when you're studying."
The reaction she got was priceless. Brittany practically jumped out of her seat, clutching her chest. She turned to look at the chuckling Latina and a playful glare made itself known on her features. It looked so wrong on Brittany's face that Santana found herself doubling over laughing.
"Stop laughing at me, San. It's not nice," the blonde whined and Santana took the seat next to her.
She leaned in closer and said, "I'm sorry, babe, you just look so cute when you try to be mad." Warmth flooded through Brittany at hearing Santana call her babe in public. That was a step towards becoming something more.
The class began and Brittany tried desperately to pay attention to what Mrs. Day was saying but it was becoming impossible when she felt her favorite pair of brown eyes staring at her. She glanced over and saw Santana smirking devilishly at her. It was making her friend down below strain.
'What?' she mouthed over at the girl. Santana shrugged and scribbled down what Mrs. Day had written on the board. Brittany went back to her work as well but not two minutes later she felt those eyes on her again.
She looked over at Santana and this time the Latina held a note in her hand. Silently passing it over to the dancer she went back to her notes as if nothing had happened. Brittany rolled her eyes but opened the note anyways.
Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?
Brittany tried desperately to stifle her giggles, when another note appeared on her desk.
You're like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life!
As soon as she finished reading that one two more appeared on her desk.
If stars would fall every time I would think of you, the sky would soon be empty.
Do you know why the sky is so gray? All the blue is in your eyes.
Brittany was clutching her sides in laughter.
"Is something amusing, Ms. Pierce?" Mrs. Day called from the front of the classroom. Brittany blushed and shook her head, waiting until the teacher turned around again when three more papers appeared on her desk.
You're so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line.
Clearly all the other girls were rough drafts because you're the final copy.
Do your legs hurt from running through my dreams all night?
She looked over at Santana and saw that the girl already had a stack of papers waiting on her desk and she was furiously scribbling on yet another.
When she noticed that Brittany was looking at her she handed them over. There were probably ten in the first stack and she was quickly making another. Brittany opened the first one and instantly fell into another fit of giggles.
Are you a tower? 'Cause Eiffel for you.
"Keep it down back there," Mrs. Day called without turning away from the board.
Brittany ignored the looks she was receiving from her classmates and continuing reading Santana's notes.
What's cooking good looking?
If I got a nickel for everyone I've met who is as beautiful as you, I'd have five cents.
If beauty were time, you'd be eternity.
Are you lost ma'am? Because heaven is a long way from here.
There isn't a word in the dictionary for how good you look.
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.
Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see.
Brittany looked over at Santana and saw the Latina doing a little eyebrow dance for her.
You remind me of a magnet, because you sure are attracting me over here!
Is it hot in here or is it just you?
Brittany rolled her eyes but couldn't fight the grin that was forming on her face. Just when she was about to write a response one more note appeared on her desk.
Slowly, she opened it.
I really like you.
Brittany looked over at the Latina who was nodding her head to the little scrap of paper. Swallowing the lump that had appeared in her throat Brittany looked over at Santana once more before gaining enough confidence to write back:
You're corny, but it's cute.
She passed it to the Latina and she watched as Santana's face practically split in two as she smiled at the scrap of paper. Brittany giggled and the Latina's gaze snapped over to her.
The bell rang and the two girls jumped up from their seats Brittany scooped all of her notes and shoved them into her backpack while Santana gathered up her books and tucking the scrap of paper into her pocket. She turned and extended her arm out to Brittany.
Blushing the blonde accepted it and they walked out the door towards their next class that they shared together.
Santana managed to get Brittany to open up and talk a little bit about any actives she was in. She was talking animatedly about the dance club that she and some guy named Mike had joined and the Glee club that Mercedes and Kurt had been talking about earlier.
A heavy shoulder slammed into Santana knocking her sideways and her grip on Brittany's arm slipped slightly. She turned ready to defend her woman when she noticed whom it was that she was facing.
David Karofsky stood before them in all his overweight glory. He smirked down at the fuming Latina.
"Gross, it touched me. I'm probably gonna get cooties since she's into losers," he said to an even heavier black guy.
That did it. Santana was on top of the boy beating him up in a matter of seconds. She made sure to punch at every inch of flesh she could get at. She didn't stop until she was sure that he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.
Glaring down at the boy she spat at him and snarled, "If you ever touch, look at, or come near my girlfriend again I will endz you."
Brittany was frozen in her spot as she stared at Santana. Two teachers came forward. One to help take David to the nurse's office and the other to take Santana to Figgins. As the feisty Latina walked past the still stunned girl, she shot Brittany a playful wink that stopped her heart.
She watched Santana get hauled away and the only thought going through her mind was:
I have a girlfriend!
Santana glared at Figgins while the weary Indian man looked back at the annoyed teenager.
"This is the second time today that you have been brought to my office, Ms. Lopez. I'm afraid I'm going to have to call your father." He reached for the phone and Santana felt her blood run cold. She hadn't spoken to father since their little spat the night before. He hadn't even come in that morning to tell her that he was going off to work.
She watched as the principal typed in the number for her father's cell phone and waited. She knew what was coming. She was in trouble. Her father was going to be pissed that she was getting into fights and it was only her first week.
"Yes, Mr. Lopez, this is Principal Figgins, calling from the school. Yes, your daughter's fine. It appears that she doesn't know how to keep her hands off the other students." Wanky. "She beat up two students and has insulted one of the faculty members. If her behavior does not improve I'm afraid that she will be expelled."
There was a long silence and then Figgins said, "Alright, thank you very much, Mr. Lopez." He hung up the phone and turned back to Santana.
"You're free to go. Your father said that he will talk to you about your behavior. I'm serious, Ms. Lopez. We have a zero tolerance for bullying. You cannot continue to beat up the other children. I suggest that you break yourself of this habit before you wind up in a very bad situation."
Santana nodded and Figgins dismissed her. She stepped out of the office slowly, almost in a haze. Immediately, Quinn came forward. She noticed the Latina's confused state and didn't say anything only followed Santana to the cafeteria.
They stepped in and the room seemed to go silent, but Santana didn't acknowledge anyone. Not even Brittany when she came running up with a happy smile spread across her face. It dropped the second she saw what kind of state Santana was in. She walked through the line filling up the Latina's plate since Santana was still clearly shell shocked.
Taking their seats they ignored the looks and Brittany tried desperately to get the girl to speak. "Sanny?" She whispered, touching Santana's hand. That snapped the Latina out of her daze and she turned to Brittany with a sad smile in place. "What happened?" Brittany asked, worried for the Latina's well being.
Santana opened her mouth to respond, but a group of people stepped forward at that moment. The three girls looked up and found the entire Glee club standing before them, with Puck and Finn excluded.
"Do you mind if we join you?" Mercedes asked with an amused grin. Brittany looked over at Quinn and Santana, but the Latina had put on a fake smirk that Brittany saw right through. She assumed that it was for her friends benefit. They nodded and every seat was filled with some of them having to go get extras.
When everyone was seated Mercedes jumped right to the point. "So, you guys are dating now?" She asked her eyebrows wiggling happily. Brittany blushed, but then she felt a strong arm wrap around her shoulders pulling her into Santana's side. She looked over at the tan girl and watched in surprise as she picked up the pizza and held it out for Brittany to take a bite. She giggled and accepted the offer.
While she chewed Santana turned back to Mercedes. "Does that answer your question, Wheezy?" She demanded and then they were bombarded with questions.
"How long have you two been dating?"
"Why didn't you tell us you were dating?"
"What are you going to name the kids?"
That last question made both of them freeze and look over at Kurt who wasn't backing down. He stared at them expectantly.
Brittany didn't dare look over at Santana. She didn't want to see the fear in the girl's eyes that she knew would be there.
"I think it's a little early to be thinking about that. I mean we just started dating today," she finally said, and Santana immediately relaxed beside her. She glanced over and saw Santana looking at her relieved and with a sheepish grin on her face. Brittany returned it softly.
There were many aw's from around the table and the two girls cleared their throats turning back to the others.
"So, Santana, have you considered joining Glee club?" Mercedes asked with an almost bitchy smirk. Santana shot a glare over at the girl but then she noticed Brittany looking up at her with a spark of hope shinning in her eyes.
She opened her mouth to answer when someone else cut in.
"You can't join glee club. You have to audition and everything."
The entire table turned to look at Artie who sat at the end. Most of them were glaring at him and it was Blaine who said, "Was anyone talking to you?"
Sam followed up with, "Dude, seriously, why are you even here?"
He blushed deeply and stared down at his lap. Santana turned back to look once more at Brittany but found her looking at her lap. That was odd.
"I think I will join. It seems like fun. You guys sing and dance, right?' Everyone nodded enthusiastically and Brittany looked up at Santana and she gave the blonde an encouraging smile.
The bell rang and they all left the table with Santana and Brittany walking away arm in arm.
Okay, what did you think. I'm sorry. I thought I would be able to update more but her come the announcements...
I'm working on several new stories!
Wow, I feel like I just announced the birth of my children.
Anyways, I'm writing several new stories they won't be out for a long time because I'm writing them down on paper first then I'm editing them once on paper then I'm typing them and editing them again.
I'm sorry I just explained my whole writing process to you.
One of them is war related with Santana being an old time singer in a bar with Rachel and Brittany in the army with Quinn, Puck, and Finn. (Yuck Finn) I like this one and I hope you will too.
Another one is based off of the song Smooth Criminal that Santana sang with Sebastian. Brittany and Rachel are cops trying to work out Santana's case.
Another is if Brittany, Quinn, and Santana were all knights (but Santana doesn't train with them) It's like the broken UnHoly Trinity. (Don't worry they meet up) Oh and Rachel's a Princess. Don't have much more to that story then that. Sorry.
The last one will only appeal to some of you. It's the prequel to my first ever story The World Unknown. I'm also going to start working on a Sequel. Don't worry.
So needless to say my plate is really full. I'm sorry. I'll try to update this one and Badass Brittany. If I can. I'll get the other stories posted ASAP. And let me know which one you're most interested in seeing.
Love you guys, you keep me going and I wish I could meet you and say thank you for giving me a chance.