A/N: Can you please review; we want your feedback, good and bad. I was thinking, that maybe I should let you know with a name who is narrating that part of the story, shall I? The start is going over the previous night and everyone's reaction to it. There will a lot of Klaine and kurt in th next two chapters, so don't worry!

(Brittany)

I woke up to the soft breathing next to me of Santana. I slowly opened my eyes, and quickly replayed last night's events in my head. Crap. Why had I said all that stuff about the kiss? I don't know what I was feeling; I hadn't even processed it, why did I have to worry Santana about it? I could be so stupid sometimes. I stared down at her, she even looked beautiful in the mornings, I watched as her chest slowly moved up and down. I should probably move back to my bed, after last night and my confession that I may or may not like her more than I should, it probably wasn't appropriate to be in the same bed as her right now. I slowly lifted the covers from me, and crept out of bed and left her room.

(Quinn)

The light shining in from my window caused me to wake. Urgh. That was the worst sleep ever. I really don't know what kept me awake, but I just couldn't sleep whatsoever. What was Sebastian saying about us all being 'partners?' What did that even mean? Kurt and Blaine were together yes, but Rachel and I weren't. It's absurd. We don't even look like a couple, I couldn't think of anything more ridiculous. Santana and Brittany were close, very close, but that's just the way they were. I really wanted to help her, she wasn't her bubbly self recently. Finn had broken up with her, I never trusted him. He could never treat her the way she deserved. Was she heartbroken? Was that it? She puts on this happy smile, but the second that she thinks no one is looking it disappears. I care for her, as a friend of course, I wanted to help her but I don't know how.

(Rachel)

''Partnered up?'' I thought. What the hell did that mean? Quinn's been really considerate of my feelings recently, strangely. She seemed genuinely remorseful of all the hell she put me through in high school. God I wanted her. What the hell? What am I feeling? I'm straight, she's straight, end of story. Maybe it's just a phase, maybe it's just that she's been really nice to me recently. It's like the second someone pays me a little extra attention I want them. Rachel berry what is wrong with you. Pull yourself together. Stop getting yourself all flustered over nothing. Maybe it's late blooming jealousy that's what is hot about Quinn. Maybe secretly I wanted revenge on Finn, and what more perfect way was there than this. No that's not it. I have no idea what these feelings are, or what they mean. Maybe I need a friend. Oh stop lying to yourself Rachel. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. I want, no need, Quinn Fabray.

(Kurt)

As I sat at my mirror performing my pre - breakfast moisturising routine, I found myself in deep thought about Blaine. What did he need to talk about? Why was he so hesitant? He was acting completely out of character. I didn't even recognize him. Oh god. What if he's breaking up with me? What if he's seeing someone else? The one thing I knew was that it wasn't good. Doesn't he realise how much I love him, or is it so easy for him, he just doesn't care any more. Maybe, maybe, maybe, I don't WANTmaybe's! I just want to know he loves me. Is that too much to ask?

( Sebastian )

Seriously I am so fucking annoyed with all this shit everyone is giving me. I thought as I came out the shower, dripping wet. Don't they realise how hard it is for me to be living with him? Don't they see how much I hate the person? I can't even look at him without feeling detest. He flaunts his relationship around like it's nothing, but he doesn't realise I'm in love with Blaine.

(Santana )

I pull a cup out of the cupboard and poured coffee into in. What did Brittany even say last night? That she could have feelings for me, more than a best friend... could this change the nature of our relationship? Or was it just the sugar? I could never really tell with that girl. I never thought the kiss meant anything, because it didn't meant anything. I couldn't help feeling extremely apprehensive when I noticed a shy Brittany in the doorway ''Hi...''

''Hi... Brittany, about last nig-"

-I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring it up" She avoided all eye contact with me, and focused on making her coffee.

''Ow!'' She screamed from next to me, my eyes darted to what she focused on, she had burnt coffee on her hand.

''Oh babe, come here, let's put it under the water''

She complied and gave me her hand, I pulled her arm and turned on the cold water.

''This is probably going to hurt, you ready?''

She nodded slowly, and then when I noticed a few tears streaming down her face.

''B why are you crying?'' I pulled her hand under the water and she yelped.

''It just hurts''

''You sure?''

''Yeah''

I wasn't too convinced with this, but if she wanted to tell me she would have, I'll give her the privacy she wanted. She went back over to the coffee, but I stopped her.

''I'll make it, go sit down on the couch'' I offered, she nodded one brief nod and sat down on the edge of the couch.

I finished making two coffee's, and brang them over.

''Thanks'' She mumbled, I sat down on the sofa, I noticed how far away she was.

''Do you want anything to eat, I could make you something?''

''No it's fine''

''What's wrong with you Britts?''

''Nothing, I'm just confused''

Oh. oh. For once in my life I was stuck with what to say, so I replied with something simple:

''What are you confused about?''

She stared at me for a few seconds before replying

''Do you even have to ask?''

I guess that was a stupid question.. How do I reply honestly without hurting her?

''I've been confused as well''

''You have?''

''I mean at first, I thought nothing of it. But maybe we are different from other best friends, everyone seems to think so. Last night I was thinking, am I missing something? And I've got it. I'm just sexually attracted to you''

Brittany spat her coffee back into her cup at the last part, shit what if I said the wrong thing?

''You're sexually attracted to me?

Why was that so hard to believe.

''Yeah, are you mad?''

''What no. Of course not. If anything that's kind of hot. Maybe this explains what I felt when you kissed me. Yeah, that's probably it. Maybe I'm sexually attracted to you too''

That was a relief, I don't even know what I was saying until after I had said it. But it felt right, like the answer I had been looking for had just been found after years of searching.

''You know... We could try it again, properly this time to see what we feel. If you wanted too of course" Brittany rushed

Did I want too? Or didn't I? I couldn't help feeling that this would change our relationship if we did this now, and I'm not sure if I wanted to change it or not.

''Uh, I mean erm okay''

''You don't want to'' She looked to the ground with a frown

''Sorry. I didn't mean to hesitate. I want too, but I'm nervous''

''I'm nervous too''

''Really you don't look it? If anything you look excited''

''Well I am excited, and I'm nervous too. I know this is a big thing, like super huge, especially for us, since we're best friends. But can we promise if we don't feel anything we just go back to the way it was before?''

''Defiantly''

Oh god. This was the time. How do I go in and approach her? Do I wait for her to kiss me? Is she waiting for me to kiss her? Oh and why am I so nervous? I've kissed boys plenty of times before. That was the difference she was a girl. What was I doing? I can't kiss a girl! I'm strai-

Brittany pushed her lips against mine, for only a few seconds but long enough for me to want more. After the kiss I blinked a few times and stared at her. I moved up a few inches to eliminate the space between us, this time I kissed her. My lips grazed against hers, she placed her hand on my cheek, and I felt my face flush. The kiss made my body tingle, like it was awakening a long deep sleep, it was like something changed inside of me. Never to be reversed. But I didn't know what it was.

I stared at her, had that really just happened? The question to myself was 'What did I feel?' I don't even know. I mean it was nice, but was it nice enough? I wanted more, but I could have been caught in the moment. The only thing that I really knew right now was that I was turned on by it, not turned off.

''So... What did you feel?'' I asked Brittany, I stared at her, I noticed her eyes, they were like sapphires, shimmering, shining, glistening with life, I could get lost in them I thought.

Her voice snapped me back to reality ''It was.. I can't put it into words. I wanted to keep the kiss going longer, but at the same time I felt scared''

''Why did you feel scared babe?''

''I don't think we thought about what this kiss would mean if it felt good. And it felt really really good S. It gave me crazy butterflies, no guy has ever made me feel like that''

What do we do? What do I do? Does that mean I'm gay now? Does this mean I like Brittany? Oh get a grip Santana. One kiss means nothing. Sure it felt good, but calm down.

''What do we do San?''

''I guess we just carry on being friends, for now I mean, and maybe something will happen in the future''

''So after that we just go back to being friends, did you not feel anything then?''

''No it's not that, of course I felt something, I promise you I did, I just don't think we should rush into anything, we should give it time. If we still feel like we did, like we do, then we'll talk, okay?''

''Okay. Santana, can I just say you're an awesome kisser'' Brittany winked at me and I felt cheeks flush, and in that moment Quinn and Rachel walked in.

''Good morning'' they said in unison, they both laughed as they realised what had just happened. What is up with them?

''You two seem to be very.. close recently. Spill what's happened?''

''They're just bonding San, it's cute, leave them''

''Hmm. I will be keeping a very close eye on you two''

Rachel waved her hand at her before making some mint tea ''Do you want some of my mint tea Quinn, or is coffee okay?'

''Coffee is just fine thank you, what are your plans for today?'' Quinn sat in one of the arm chairs, and pulled the newspaper out.

''Do you see yourself Quinn? You look ridiculous, why are you reading the newspaper?''

''It's educational Santana, maybe you should try it, what with that job of yours being so educational''

I leapt up from my seat ''Don't say anything about my job! What I do with my life is up to me! Don't get me started on your life, when was the last time you had a boyfriend? Oh yeah, high school. Sorry to break it too you, but that was a long time ago, and no one seems to want any more of that with you''

Quinn leapt up from her seat now, and threw the newspaper on the floor ''At least I'm going somewhere. You'll be stuck in this apartment long after we're all gone. God. Even Brittany will be gone before you. You need to sort your life out Santana, maybe I'm being harsh, but you needed to hear this from someone''

It felt like all the oxygen had been punched from me, I faltered but only for a second, then I pounced on her, I grabbed a fist full or hair and pulled it back, she screamed to my pure delight.

''I can take what you said about me, but don't you dare talk about Brittany like that, do it again and I will end you. Do you hear me?''

Brittany grabbed me back, and held me completely firm against my constant struggles ''Santana stop struggling''

''Did you not just hear her?''

''We all know I'm stupid, it's fine''

''Don't pretend like that didn't hurt you. I know you. You don't have you hide. You're not stupid, don't use that word''

She let me go, and walked out the room. I wasn't finished with Quinn yet but Brittany was more important, I gave her a last glare before leaving too, I heard Quinn call ''I'm sorry San!''

''Save your breath, your apology means less than nothing to me''

I took two steps at a time and knocked on Brittany's door softly ''Hey, Britts, can I come in?''

''No'' Her voice choked, she was crying or at least trying not to cry

''Babe please. It's just me''

The door opened and inch, and I opened it the rest of the way, she was lying on her bed cuddling a pillow and crying into it, I walked over to the bed and climbed on it, I picked up the pillow and threw it, at first she looked confused, but then I opened my arms and she rested her head on my chest. She sobbed into me for minutes until she finally croaked:

''I'm sorry, I shoulldnn't bee crryingg'' She said through shaky breathes

I stared at her, I cannot believe Quinn had made her feel like this, that bitch.

''You have nothing to be sorry for, you're crying because she was so rude to you. I know it's a hard subject for you, you've been dealing with this your whole life. And I'm sorry for that. I cannot believe she said that to you, I'm sorry I got violent I know that must have scared you, but I was so shocked at the harshness of her comments. I don't care what she said about me. It's probably true. But I care that she made you feel bad''

I stroked her cheek, and gave a gentle kiss to her forehead.

''Thanks San. But it's true she was horrible to you, I should have said something''

''Don't you worry about that. I'm fine. My job is fine for now, I was thinking.. Maybe next year, I'll sign up for NYU. Or somewhere like that''

Brittany shot up so quickly it scared both of us '';'That's great Santana! I'm so proud of you!'' She gave me a kiss on the cheek

''Hey, San, can I kiss you?''

''You just did didn't you?'' I giggled

''No I mean on the lips?''

''Okay''

Brittany moved in slowly, and parted her lips a little, and kissed me both passionately and reluctantly at the same time, it's like she wanted to deepen the kiss but she was afraid. And there that feeling was from earlier: Nervousness, and hope. It lit my insides up like a candle, it felt great.

''This was my favourite.. so far'' Brittany said

''So far? Are you expecting more?''

''Oh yes. Many many more. Hundreds, thousands''

''I don't think we'd be able to fit it all in, all that kissing, that's a lot of kissing''

''We'd make time'' Brittany smiled, good I thought, I'm glad she was okay

''Shall we go back downstairs now?''

''Yeah''

Rachel was applaud that Quinn had said that to Santana and Brittany. That was so unlike her. Actually it was exactly like her. She just hasn't been herself around Rachel recently. The way she could change from one personality to the next, kind of scared her to be honest. You never really new what to expect with her. But Quinn honestly looked remorseful for what she had said. Here she was now, on the sofa with her legs clutched into her boy, probably replaying what had just happened over and over.

Brittany and Santana came down, Santana was giving daggers at Quinn, Brittany didn't really look anything, she didn't portray an emotion on her face.

''I'm so sorry, Brittany, I honestly didn't mean it, please forgive me''

''You know this is so typical of you Quinn, you've been so nice for the past week, too nice actually, and now you're just a plain bitch. Why can't you just be normal and be in-between?'' Santana asked expectantly

Normal. That word bounced around in Quinn's brain. What is normal? How can you compare one person to the next, and say one is more normal than the other? Is normal being the typical society approved girl? Because if that was normal I'd rather not be. But instead of telling any of these things to Santana she just said:

''I know. But I'm trying to be a better person. I relapsed okay? It does happen you know, I am human''

''Are you sure? With your mood swings it's not a very convincing excuse''

''Santana give her a break she said sorry to me and I forgive you Quinn, but you never said sorry to Santana''

Santana stood there with her arms crossed on her chest, her foot tapping on the ground, waiting. She was going to love the apology, probably hold it over Quinn forever. And Quinn was going to detest every minute of admitting she was wrong to Santana. This was just how they worked. They both loved getting one over each other.

''I'm sorry San, it was rude and uncalled for. I'm truly sorry''

''Apology only accepted if you do the dishes for a week''

''What? That's not fair!'' She stomped her foot on the ground

''Do you realise how much you looked like Berry by doing that? God you two must be getting close.

''Fine I'll do it okay?''

''Good''

Rachel interrupted from behind them, are we all still going to eat out tonight? Kurt has a meal with Blaine, and Sebastian won't come without him, even though they hate each other. So it'd just be us four girls, oh and It's on me since you guys helped with my rent''

''Berry's paying for my meal? 7 o'clock be here, you better have a good place in mind. I'm not going to anywhere 2nd class''

''Oh it is. You're going to love it Santana'' She exaggerated the last few letters of her name, remembering a conversation a few days ago.

''I'll do you a deal, if this place meet's my standards, you can call me by S''

''Really? Awesome!''

Quinn, Santana, and Rachel were in the apartment it was 6:45 and they were waiting for Brittany to get home.

''Oh where is she!'' Rachel whined

''Give her a chance, maybe the sub way's running late, or her class lasted longer than she expected'' Santana retorted

''Both of you just stop. Rachel, she'll be here. Santana don't get bitchy''

Everyone stayed quiet for a few minutes, until they heard the door swing open.

''Hey guys sorry, class ran late'' Brittany said

Santana gave Rachel a knowing and cocky look.

''I need a shower, I smell horrible, I'll be 5 minutes max''

''No Brittany! We are not being late because of your shower'' Rachel stomped her foot on the ground

''Man hands give her a break. She's just been to dance she said 5 minutes chill out, Brittany go have a shower I'll help pick out your clothes''

''Thanks, San''

''Don't mention it''

Brittany jumped into the shower, and Santana searched Brittany's wardrobe, she picked out a pair of dark skinny jeans, and white tank top and a denim jacket. Perfect she thought.

Santana sat on Brittany's bed, waiting patiently for Brittany, when the bathroom door opened.

Brittany stood there in only a towel ''I.. Erm I chose this out for you'' She pointed to the clothes she had lain out on the bed.

''Exactly what I would have chosen'' She dropped her towel, to only reveal her underwear.

Santana couldn't help but stare at Brittany, she examined every part of her body, her perfectly toned body she added. She realised what she was doing and quickly averted her eyes.

''It's okay to look you know, it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable''

This comment made Santana even more uncomfortable though.

''So.. erm what do you want to do with your hair?'' Brittany's hair was dripping wet, and it was evident that she wouldn't get it dry in time.

''Shall I just put it up in a pony tale? Rachel is probably getting really impatient right now''

''Yeah, it's probably taking everything she has to not run in here and shout at us''

Brittany giggled, she put on the jeans first, then the tank top, and finally the jacket.

Santana spotted some red vans in the corner of her room ''What about these?'' She pointed at them

''Is it really appropriate for where we are going?''

''Hmm probably not. It's only an Italian restaurant, it's nothing 5 star''

Brittany got up and pulled out something from her under her bed, Santana was curious as to what she was doing until she popped her head back up

''How about these?'' She pulled up a pair of Brown short boots

''Definitely, they're totally cute''

''It's settled then''

Brittany undone the laces, and started putting one on, Santana grabbed the other and helped her

''Thanks''

''Don't mention it, you ready?''

''Yeah, oh and San, you look really pretty by the way''

Santana blushed, it was true she had spent 40 minutes on her hair alone, so she hoped she looked okay.

''You look really nice too''

''Well apart from my hair of course''

They both giggled and made their way downstairs.

Rachel bounced from her seat

''Oh finally! We need to leave RIGHT now, or we won't get out reservation!''

She grabbed Quinn's arm, nearly knocking Quinn off her stool ''Come on guys!''

''Well at least she isn't eager to get there'' Santana commented sarcastically, it made Brittany giggle.

''Did you hear that Miley and Liam Hensworth and engaged, it's super cute. They're such a cute couple. Don't you think it's cute Quinn?''

''Definitely''

This conversation was driving Santana crazy, how many times can you say cute in one sentence? Why did we even need to talk about what was happening in the news, couldn't we talk about our own lives?

Brittany must have noticed Santana's discomfort and annoyance at the current subject of the conversation, so she took Santana's hand from under the table and held her hand. Santana visibly relaxed, and gave Brittany a small smile, Brittany returned it with one of her own.

''Who wants dessert?'' Rachel piped up

''It's fine, I don't want to put you out hunny, the meal is enough, honest'' Quinn looked at Rachel, but Rachel broke the look.

''I wanted to make it up to you guys'' Rachel pouted staring at her lap

Quinn took Rachel's chin and forced her to look at her ''You did, you completely made it up to us, didn't she Brittany''

''Oh yeah'' Brittany choked back some pasta.

Rachel looked at Santana, Santana sighed.

''You can call me S if you really must''

Rachel yelped ''So does that mean you enjoyed yourself?''

Even thought Rachel's conversation wasn't very entertaining, Brittany and her made their own. She had fun, she supposed.

''Yes. I had fun okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?''

''That was exactly what I wanted to hear, let me just pay the cheque and we can leave''

Rachel went over and tried to find a waitress to pay too.

''Quinn, can I ask you something?'' Santana asked

''No we are not together. No we are not best friends. Yes we are closer recently. And yes I am trying to make it up to her because of high school, does that answer your question?''

''Pretty much. But doesn't explain all the hand holding, and the staring''

''Are you insinuating we are a couple?''

Before Santana could replied Rachel came back over. Typical she thought, just when it was getting interesting.

''All done, you guys ready?''

Rachel picked up Quinn's jacket, and helped her into it.

''Thank you''

''No problem gorgeous''

Gorgeous? What the hell, Santana thought. Rachel pulled Quinn along and left Santana and Brittany to trail behind

''Hey san. I had a really nice time tonight''

''So did I. Apart from Rachel's continuous gossiping, it was nice, to go out all four of us. To go out with you''

''Yeah it was'' Brittany breathed out, not realising she had been holding her breath at all.

''Tonight can you help me pick out some music for my dance number?''

Crap santana thought. She had to work. She really did want to help her, but no one could cover on Friday's.

''I can't britts, I'm working. I'm sorry''

Brittany's face fell, she didn't mean to look disappointed but she did, she couldn't help it.

''Oh Britts. I am really sorry, how about tomorrow? We can search for the perfect song, and then you can take me to the dance studio and show me some of those moves''

''Yes! That'll be awesome!'' Brittany threw her arms around Santana forgetting where they were for a second, before releasing her.