Well I wasn't planning on updating so soon, but okay, here goes. By the way thanks for all the ideas, I'm thinking of doing some of the things you suggested. But that will be later on in the story.
Santana got to school early. She was eager to find Brittany... if she was coming in. Santana couldn't bear to see her best friend so tore and broken. She had her eyes everywhere, searching for the blonde that always put a smile to her face, the blonde that never left her mind. Santana knew Brittany wasn't coming in, because she always knew, but she couldn't help but hope.
Santana looked for Brittany everywhere in the school, even though she knew.
"Hey S, where's Britt Britt?" Quinn asked.
"Oh, hey Q. Um, I'm not sure." Santana lied.
"Oh come on San. Do you think I'm stupid?" Quinn challenged.
Santana smirked. "Well... Is that a trick question?" Quinn rolled her eyes and Santana continued. "Britt's been really weird recently."
"Uh... San, Britt's always weird. That's why we love her." Quinn stated. Santana's eyebrows knitted together.
"No, I mean she's more 'out' of it than usual." Santana hesitated. "... maybe you should talk to her or something? Maybe she'll feel more comfortable talking about whatever" Santana stopped, because she knew. "It is that's wrong, with you." Santana dismissed the idea, and she was right to. Brittany loved Santana, and Britt always told Santana everything.
"Sure. Anyway, got to go. Puck and I are babysitting again." Quinn smiled.
"Ugh, Q please spare me the details." Santana rolled her eyes.
"Oh... wait how did you kn-"Quinn was cut off.
"It's a gift." Santana winked.
And a response to one of my anon reviewers, nope, my chapters aren't going to get any longer, sorry. It's just difficult for me, I might make a long one, but it will probably take me ages. I will just try and update sooner, which is an equivalent to a long chapter right? Anyways thanks guys.