Look, it's Ch. 7, why don't we read it.
"Berry, come with me." Santana commands as she pulls Rachel into an empty room, "I wanted to...What are you doing?" Rachel has her eyes closed and arms held up, "Stop that I'm not going to hurt you. I want to thank you."
"What for?" She asks slowly lowering her arms.
"For looking after Brittany in my absence, I appreciate it. With her mom getting married and other things not important to you, she needed a distraction." She pats her on the shoulder, "Good job, Berry, you aren't a total let down." She makes her way out the door but not without saying, "And you tell Quinn to leave Brittany alone or else, it goes for all of you."
Santana sat on the floor as she watches Brittany dance. It will always be one of her favorite things to do. Every now and then she will get the urge to dance with her but she knew she would never be able to keep up, no matter how much Brittany tries to convince her.
"Ah yes, Brittany, you are doing great." Miss Evpraksia says as Brittany comes to a stop, "Remember to lift your leg high next time." She turns and faces her class, "This is what I expect of all of you, be more like Brittany." Then she left to go to her office. That's why Santana likes Brittany's dance teacher. she has Brittany in her highest respects.
Santana stands and walks to her girlfriend with a towel in hand. She gives it to looks to see if anyone is watching before she kisses her cheek.
"You were amazing out there."
"You say that every time you watch me." Brittany playfully whines as she wipes her face. She shrugs and Brittany settles for that, "I have to go talk to Miss Evpraksia and then we can go. I'll meet you at the car." Santana watches as she leaves and walks out when she isn't in her sight.
She sat in the car and began to think. Christmas is coming soon what should I get Brittany? If I ask her she will tell I don't have to get a gift. Maybe the weird pajamas she has been looking at, like the panda one and I could get the carrot one. I can picture it now. I'm coming to eat you San, she will say. Adorable.
"San? Can you hear me?" Santana has a smirk on her face and hasn't notice that Brittany has been in the car for a while, "Are we going home?"
George, what would you have done if your girlfriend or boyfriend, if you're like that, was frozen? Well they weren't frozen, they were smiling and nodding there head. Would you have waited?
Yeah I didn't think so either.
Good news is she liked the way I got her attention.
Bad news, people saw the way I got her attention.
They gave us mean looks and said cruel things. Why is being different frown upon in society? If it weren't for different people history wouldn't be the same.
X
Its lunch time and Brittany got Santana to join the table with Rachel, Kurt, Blaine, and Quinn. Santana didn't want to but who is she to say no to her Britt-Britt making friends.
"It's nice of you to join us again." Blaine greets.
"Thanks, Blaine."
"Santana, I thought you would be at the Cheerios table." Quinn says.
"Wouldn't the same be for you?" Santana feels a poke in her side and looks to see Brittany silently pleading with her to be nice, "Brittany thought it would be nice to sit over here since she had fun with you all last time."
"You had fun with us." Rachel squeals, "If you thought that was fun then you should join Gl-" She caught herself when she saw Santana glaring at her. She hadn't forgot the threats, she got caught up in the moment, "Blaine is that a new bowtie?"
"Well it's both actually, funny story about that really." Before he could further explain Kurt cut him off.
"Oh my god, no one cares. It was an abrupt subject change!"
"I like your bowtie, Blaine." Brittany says trying to cheer him up when looked sad. He gave an appreciative smile.
"I can't help it. The longer I look at you two, the more opposite you are how did you two first got together exactly?" Kurt expresses.
"In the seventh grade Santana said she liked me and I liked her." Brittany responds without thinking. When she saw Santana's wide eyes she back tracked, "Or at least that's how I wanted it to be. I have liked her ever since. When Quinn and I broke up she asked me a few days later and I said yes. If she had never asked I probably would have remained oblivious to a lot."
"It seems everything worked out for you, didn't it Britt?" Quinn asks rhetorically, earning an elbow to the side from Rachel, but that didn't stop her from talking, "I honestly do not see what she sees in you." She says under her breath for no one to hear. Santana did hear and she didn't like what she heard.
"A lot more than I'll ever see in you." She says loud enough for Quinn to hear.
"Why did you and Quinn break up?" Kurt asks Brittany. Kurt, being the gossip hound he is, can feel the tension at the table and he loves it. The spiteful nature from Quinn towards Brittany and the murderous feel from Santana to Quinn, it is suffocating.
"For one, I caught her kissing Rachel in the choir room." Kurt and Blaine look at Rachel with surprise and Rachel looks at them with just as much. She was not aware that Brittany had caught them and might be one of the reasons, "I guess that wasn't the main reason, she was with Puck too but I didn't learn that until after we broke up. It doesn't matter anymore because I have San and we love each other." Santana stops staring daggers at Quinn, turns to Brittany, and smiles.
"You could have told me that Brittany knew that it was me." Rachel says sitting on her bed with Quinn, "She probably thinks that I was bragging or that I was taking pity on her."
"Oh please, you know she would never think that. She is too nice." Quinn scoffs, "And even if I did tell you what were you going to do? Say sorry."
"Yes!"
"Oh my god, Blaine lunch was so intense today, I almost came." Kurt says into his phone to Blaine. He was in his room watching Maury. He knows he isn't supposed to be watching but it's so addicting. He promised Blaine that he wouldn't watch unless he was there.
"Kurt that's not why I called you and is that Maury I hear?"
"No!"
"Lunch was so weird today." Santana says as she lies on top of Brittany in her room.
"How so?" Brittany honestly thought it went well.
Santana caught on and went with it, "You're right I was imagining things. I'm use to only having lunch with you, maybe that was it."
"If you want, we don't have to sit with them all the time. We can have days where it's us."
"I would like that." She snuggles further into Brittany. She tries to take her mind of lunch but one sentence has her attention, "Did you know I liked you in the seventh grade?"
"I didn't know you liked me in the seventh grade. I liked you in the seventh grade. Did you like me in the seventh grade?" She nods, "Why didn't you say anything?"
"I'll tell you, if you can tell me what happened close to the end of freshmen year." Brittany furrows her brow in concentration trying to remember but nothing came up. Santana kisses her cheek, "Tell when you remember, I'll be waiting and I won't forget."
Thursday and Friday passed by in a blur, George. It's Saturday and that means that my meeting with Coach is today. I wish that I could bring San with me. I'm so nervous, I might just throw up. I wish that you had arms then you could give me a hug or a supportive pat on the back.
When I come back I'll do my best to fill you in.
X
Brittany walks into a garden and spots Sue sitting ata small table. It was a simple garden but it was still beautiful and well taken care of. She sits across from her and waits from her to say something.
"Are we going to talk or…" Brittany trails when she gets tired of the silence.
"I told you when we made plans for this you have to address me a certain way. When you do that we can get started."
"Hello, Aunt Sue. How are you today?" She sighs. She didn't feel comfortable calling her that. It's weird. She doesn't look like an Aunt. Sure they both were blonde and have blue eyes but physically, no. though it happens sometimes.
"That wasn't that hard was it and I'm doing fine. I know you're wondering why I have been telling you this now instead of when you were younger or why I didn't come an adopt you. Over the course of the months you have until you graduate I will tell you. With each visit you can ask one question and I will answer them."
"Should I start now? Wait does that count? I mean…um."
"Don't think too hard about it. Ask the question."
"How are we related? Like my mom's side or dad's side."
"I'm your Aunt on your mom's side." They sit there for a while before Sue talks, "You're probably wondering about your mom?" Brittany nods, "Your mom, who is now known as Terri Del Monico, is a perfectionist with a god complex. She didn't tell us she was pregnant. She didn't even tell us she had a boyfriend, though we hadn't heard from her in years. I'm guessing a few years after you were born she left."
"I'm not sure but my mom adopted me when I was six."
"By mom, I'm going to assume you mean the real life logo of maple syrup. Well recently Terri came back to the family and told us about you. She never said your name but there aren't that many people 'born with the wrong part' in this town. It wasn't until after I got you to join the Cheerios that I knew it was you." Sue looks at the watch on her wrist and determines that this was enough for today. She stands and tells Brittany goodbye, "Remember don't tell anyone about this."
I have learned a lot today, George.
My mom is a abandoner and might not even remember my name. She sucks and yet I am compelled to learn more about her and that side of the family. Like why did she leave me? Why did she leave her family? Why did she come back? Why didn't she tell them about me and Dad?
Only time will tell once a week. It's like a TV show.
X
Brittany was in her room with Santana when she heard the doorbell ring. Knowing that they were the only ones in the house, she got up and went to the door. She honestly didn't expect Rachel, Quinn, Blaine, and Kurt.
"Oh my god, why are they here?" Santana mutters coming behind Brittany and seeing who is at the door, "What do you guys want?"
"Last I checked this was Brittany's house, no one came to see you." Kurt supplies sassily.
"Excuse me but I don't like when you talk to my girlfriend like that, no matter how wonderfully sassy you are she almost does live with me. Now answer her question." Brittany finishes by placing her arm around Santana's waist.
"We…uh we were." Kurt stumbles with his words not expecting Brittany to act that way.
"We were in the neighborhood and thought why not see what Brittany was up to." Rachel fills in, "We thought we could come and hang out, since we are friends and all."
"That sounds nice, come in."
"Britt, I don't want them here. I want you to myself." Santana complains as they stand in the kitchen as she and Brittany make snacks for their guest in Brittany's room.
"I want that too but Mom says that if people are over I have to tend to them."
"Tend to me I'm lonely." Santana grabs her waist and pulls her into a kiss.
"As I said before you practically live here. We are always together, how are you lonely? I'm going to go to my room to make sure Lord Tubbington is okay with other people in my room, can you bring the snack?" Santana nods and watches a Brittany leaves.
She has done most of the work so Santana just had to put it together. She was almost done when she hears Brittany yell, "Get out!" She watches as the group hurries out of the house.
She puts the snacks down and moves to Brittany's room. When she gets there Brittany's back is to her. She could see her shoulders shaking trying to keep her tears, "Britt, what's going on?"
"They were reading George and laughing. All my feeling and thoughts were being laughed at. I thought that we were friends. I'm so stupid to actually think that I had friends." Her eyes opened when she feels a hand wiping away her tears, "Can you stay here tonight?"
"Of course, I practically live here remember." Santana smiles as Brittany laughs through her tears, "And you don't need them. You are not stupid. You can make better friends."
"What about you?"
"I'm okay being a boring lesbian, whose only friend is her girlfriend."
Brittany laughs because she thinks Santana is for from boring, "I don't know what I would do without sometimes."
"Same goes for me. I left the snacks in the kitchen, go get them. We can pig out and cuddle."
"Berry, come with me." Santana commands as she pulls Rachel into an empty room much like last week, "I want to know why and what the hell you were thinking reading Brittany's journal? But not only that you were laughing at the contents. She thought you guys were her friends."
"I tried to stop them, I swear, both Blaine and I tried! It was too late. She came in and you know the rest." Rachel quickly explains, "If I could turn time back I would. I see Brittany as my friend and you too even if you scare me."
"As sweet as that is, you all are responsible for making my girlfriend cry and I don't take lightly to that so you all watch you're back."
