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Here's chapter four, hope you enjoy!

Fucking idiots.

The last few days had been absolutely terrible. Brittany had been teased all week by the other students because of the picture Santana uploaded. And just to remind herself, like she could possible forget, Quinn were the one to agree on the whole thing. Who knows, maybe Santana wouldn't have uploaded it at all if it wasn't for her.

She hadn't talked to her or anything since. Quinn had called her several times and sent Brittany just about a million text messages which she refused to answer. She was so disappointed. Quinn was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to take care of her and support her, not leaking nude photos of her on facebook.

If you took the time, which she and almost everyone else did, and googled Brittany Pierce you found the original picture along with several edits. She was so embarrassed. She stayed home the three first days and cried her eyes out, thinking about what the other students said about her and about how many people who had seen the pic.

"Brittany?" Her thoughts got interrupted when the history teacher started talking to her. She blinked a few times and gave the teacher a confused look along with a dopey smile. "Brittany, did you hear me?"

"Yeah totally" she answered, looking around in the classroom. All of the other students were staring at her like she had just announced something like her getting married.

"So, who is Charles Darwin then?" the teacher looked at her like she was drunk. What was wrong with these people? She hadn't done anything, why were they staring at her?

"The first king of the United States, sir" she answered, quite happy with her answer. The teacher seemed kind of shocked, but it didn't bother Brittany at all. If he didn't accept her answer then that's his problem, not hers.

"No Brittany. In this country we don't have a king, we have a president. Barack Obama is our president and we have never had a king, especially not Charles Darwin." it looked like he were trying really hard to make her understand it, but Brittany thought he was totally stupid. Of course this country used to have a king, all countries did.

While the teacher started explaining who Charles Darwin was and what he did and where he came from and so on, Brittany didn't even bother trying to understand. Instead she looked around and tried to find the one she had been looking for the past few days, the one she was so mad at but still so devoted to.

She hadn't seen Santana since that day, and she really missed her. They had never even had a real conversation or anything like that, but still Brittany were falling for her and she had been so upset about what Santana had done to her. Not only was it because it was really mean, but because it was Santana, and she had actually kind of thought Santana maybe.. liked her.

Well obviously she didn't, and since the girl hadn't showed up at school she figured she had been too busy re-posting the pic and making an even bigger fool of Brittany. The blonde had tried to tell herself not to bother about Santana but it was so hard, and she really liked her. And what was up with this falling for a girl stuff? It was a whole new thing to her and she needed some time to get used to it.

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Right after class Brittany headed to the restrooms to fix her make-up. It was very warm outside and she had been sweating on her way to school, causing her make-up to look not so fresh. On her way she saw Quinn standing by her locker, talking to some football guy. When she spotted Brittany her eyes were immediately filled with pain, and it looked like she were considering the idea of trying to talk to the other blonde, so Brittany increased her speed and walked by without looking back at Quinn.

The restrooms seemed to be empty, and Brittany were glad. Since the picture got uploaded the other girls had just started at her like she was a tramp, or even a homeless person. She didn't understand why it bothered them so much. Brittany hadn't planned to drop her towel, it was Santana's fault, and also, Santana was the one taking the picture.

And while she was thinking about it, how the hell did she get the picture? The towel had only been on the floor for about fifteen seconds, and Santana had just rounded the corner, and she had been there after the towel were back on as well.

Deep in her thoughts she almost didn't notice the other girl coming out from one of the stalls, so when she turned on the water she nearly jumped, and she almost jumped a second time when she realized who it was. At first Santana didn't seem to notice the girl standing next to her, but when she did she nearly jumped as well.

Brittany's eyeliner fell to the floor, and this time she didn't bend down to get it. It sure surprised her when Santana did, and once again when the latina handed it to her. Brittany just stared at the eyeliner, then the girl, and then at the eyeliner again. It looked like Santana was trying to give her some sort of smile, but it looked more like she were about to cry.

Brittany took the eyeliner while she mumbled something like thanks while she kept staring at the girl, lost in her dark brown eyes. Brittany had never really had the chance to look at her this close before, at least not for this long. Santana just stood there, switching between the blonde's eyes and lips.

She would have felt uncomfortable or insecure if they were under any other circumstances, but when the latina didn't seem to bother having the other girl's eyes on her, Brittany didn't let her eyes go anywhere else. It didn't take long before her gaze fell to Santana's lips. God, they were so huge and they looked so soft. Brittany couldn't stop herself from fantasizing about kissing her. It took all her strength not to bounce on the smaller girl.

After awhile Santana was the first to break the comfortable silence.

"Sorry, I guess?" It took a few seconds before Brittany, who was still lost in the other girl and everything she was, understood what she were talking about. It actually sounded like she was sorry, and she looked kind of sad.

"Oh, that's okay" Brittany shrugged. What the hell? It wasn't okay at all, she was still pissed but she didn't want Santana to be sad. Okay hold up, she posted a nude photo of you on facebook, you're supposed to be angry at her! What's the matter with you? All of this falling in love stuff was really making her act weird.

"No, it's not." Santana said, looking slightly guilty. "It was wrong and it was really bad, I-I'm so sorry. I can't believe I did it" she looked down and started mumble something to herself. Brittany didn't get everything she said, but it was something about "not how you do it" and "won't work".

Before she could stop herself, Brittany took a step forward and wrapped her arms around the smaller girl. What are you actually doing? She was about one hundred percent sure this was the weirdest thing she could have done and she really thought she should step back again, but it felt so good.

She felt the other girl taking a deep breath before she decided to hug back, and then she wrapped her arms around Brittany's lower back. None of the girls moved, they just stood there, and Brittany felt Santana's breath brushing against her neck and down her back. She wished they could stay like this forever and never move, but after almost a minute Santana pulled back.

Brittany let out a small groan from the lack of contact, and immediately felt her cheeks getting warmer after she realized what she just did. Santana just smiled at her. God she's so beautiful. Brittany had to close her eyes to stop herself from staring again.

"Thanks" Santana said in the softest voice Brittany had ever heard her use, and it sounded like she really meant it. Brittany felt her cheeks getting even warmer and she was pretty sure they were all kinds of red by now. She smiled back and tried to fight the urge of pulling her back in.

"Thank you for apologizing" was all Brittany could come up with. It was pretty good though. Santana just smiled at her, the real smile the blonde had received by her locker that one time. Her eyes looked very much brighter than before the hug, and Brittany couldn't help the stupid grin spreading across her face.

"So, I was wondering if you uhm.. would like to go to lunch with me after class?" the latina looked down at her feet, she looked so embarrassed and Brittany thought it was the cutest thing she had ever seen. YES YES YES YES!

"I would love to" she tried to make her voice sound normal, but it was defiantly more high pitched than it used to.

A huge grin spread across the smaller girl's face and she pulled the blonde in for another hug, this one only for a second, before she walked towards the door, giving Brittany a small wink before she disappeared.

Brittany looked herself in the mirror. Her eyes had never been so blue and she couldn't remember the last time she had been so happy. She was going to eat lunch with Santana Lopez, the girl who had been a bitch to her last year, the girl who had uploaded a nude pic of her on facebook, the girl she had been scared to look in the eyes. All of that was forgotten though, all Brittany could think about was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen.

This was going to be the best day ever.

I hope you liked it!

I know a lot of you think it doesn't make any sense that Brittany forgave Santana so easily, but it's Brittany, and she have a crush on Santana so that's why she did it. Don't get to caught up in it, things are going to happen so it won't go all smooth.