Oh my. Hey everyone I am so sorry about such a long wait. It's been a month. Life has been HECTIC. I was in the hospital for a while. Then had to make up all the school work. Then, softball play offs started. Now finals are starting. I am so sorry. I won't let this happen you for sticking around and now enjoy chapter 8 of The Academy! :DOh, and also. I am looking for someone who I could possibly grammar check the chapters before I upload them. I make mistakes a lot and I don't notice. Just let me know if you're interested.


"It's about time you two got here!" The dark girl said as she opened her door and allowed the pair to enter her dorm.

Santana took a quick look around the room and realized something was missing. People. She noticed Brittany was wearing the same confused look as she was. "Uhm, Aretha, you said this was going to be a party? Well, were is everyone?" She gestured to the empty room around them.

'W-well if you had arrived on time and not 30 minutes l-late, you w-would k-know that th-there has been a change of plans." Tina stated as she walked past the two girls and into the hall.

Santana rolled her eyes at the shorter girl. It wasn't her fault they were so late. They would have been on time if it wasn't for Brittany changing her outfit about a dozen times before finally deciding on a tight, blue, v-neck shirt that showed a good amount of cleavage and a pair of dark skinny jeans.

She was snapped out of her daze by a pair of hands shoving her back out the door. "Move it Santana. We gotta catch up with everyone else before we get caught." Mercedes said before heading over towards the elevator.

"Wait, where are we going? San, where are we going? I don't want to get in trouble." Brittany asked worriedly while clutching onto the Latina's arm as they followed the other two girls.

Tina and Mercedes shared a sly smile as the elevator doors shut in front of them. Santana eyed the two girls suspiciously, she was not amused. But, before she got a chance to interrogate the girl farther, the doors opened back up allowing them to exit onto the bottom held up a hand for the girls to stop for a moment as she looked around the lobby, making sure the coast was clear. "Follow me." She whispered dashing towards the exit, We'll ex-explain on the way."

Doing as they were told, Brittany and Santana jogged behind the other two girls until they got to an old car hidden under some bushes about 200 yards away from their dormitory. Tina and Mercedes then preceded to uncover the car and get in the front seats. Santana and Brittany shared a worriedly look before crawling into the back seat of the small car.

"What the hell is going on? This is getting outrageous!" The Latina shouted as she buckled herself then helping Brittany with her own buckle. Tina then started the car and sped off down the dirt road. "Seriously, Stutters! What the hell is going on!"

"We're going party." Mercedes answered bluntly as she started to fiddle with the radio looking for a good station. "What does it look like we're doing?" She added as she found a station she liked. Don't Stop Believin' started to blast through the speakers.

Clearly not satisfied with her answer, Santana snapped at the two girls again. "A party? That is why we are risking getting expelled? Even I know this is a stupid idea!" The Latina was fuming. "Una fiesta! Etoy en un coche con un monton de idiotas de mierda! Si nos pillan… oh si nos pillan mi padre me va a matar!" She started to ramble off in Spanish but was shut up when she felt a cool hand cover her mouth.

She looked over into the blue eyes that were staring at her with confusion and concern. "Sanny, please stop speaking Spanish. I don't know Spanish and it kind of scares me. Okay?" She ask softly. Santana momentarily closed her eyes and took a deep breath through her nose and nodded her head. "Okay, good. Now I am going to move my hand. Don't scream." And with that, she removed her hand from the Latina's mouth.

"Sorry." She said looking down at her hands before looking out into the dark night. "It's just, if I get in trouble again.. Well.. This is my last chance." She felt a pair of hands grabs hers and squeeze it reassuringly. She back to the girl sitting next to her. "Thank you." She whispered.

"Don't worry Santana. We know what we're doing! We won't let you get in trouble." Mercedes said looking back at the now calmer Santana. "And damn girl, I have never knew you were fluent in Spanish!" Santana shrugged the comment off.

"Im just that bad ass." She responded with a smirk. "But wait, where is this party we are going to?" Looking back out the window she couldn't tell where they were because it was pitch black.

"Oh, y-you'll see." Tina smirked as the spoke and pulled off onto the highway.


After 30 minutes, the girls arrived at a medium sized barn about 10 miles off the highway. You could feel the ground rattle under their feet at the got closer to the barn doors.

"Damn guys, how'd you hear about this place?" Santana asked as they walked in. "This is awesome!" She smiled over at Brittany who was holding onto her hand as she pounced with excitement.

"Ladies! So glad you could make it!" A tall, cocky looking boy with a Mohawk said as he slipped his arms over Mercedes and Tina's shoulders.

"Hands off Puckerman." Mercedes scoffed as she threw his arm off of her. "This is Brittany and Santana" She said as her two friends walked up.

"Well hello! Names Puck. And I am ready to show you two a good time." He winked at the pair only gaining an eye roll from Santana. "Awh, what's wrong hot stuff? Don't think you can handle the Puckasuras?" He wriggled his eye brows as he walked behind the two girls, obviously checking them out.

"Hi! I'm Brittany! Nice to meet you!" she said oblivious to the fact that she was being looked up and down by this boy.

Santana scoffed at the boy and grabbed her roommate, dragging her off to look for some beer.

"I'll see you sexy ladies later then!" She shouted after the girls, checking them out as the walked. "Damn. I can't wait to get some of that." She said to himself.

Three beers, 4 shots, and two hours later, Santana and Brittany were drunk out of their mind. They were now sitting on a stack of hay watching everyone dance around them to the new Ke$ha song.

"Pleeeaseee, Sannn! I wanna danceeee." Brittany pleaded with her roommate. Pouting as she did so. "I'll make it up to youuu." She then started running her hand up and down the darker girl's arm.

Shocked at the seductiveness of the blonde, the dark haired girl simply nodded her head up and down quickly. Brittany squealed then jumped off the stack, dragging the Latina with her onto the center of the dance floor.

Brittany grabbed Santana by the waist and the two girls started to move together in a rhythm with the music. Their bodies were pushed up against each other and their faces were only inches apart. If it wasn't for all the alcohol she had consumed, Santana never would have allowed herself to be this close to her roommate.

As the song started to pick up in speed, Brittany pulled away from Santana and placed her back against the front of the Latina, grinding against her. Santana was hypnotized by the way the blonde moved with the music. It was like she was one with the song. She also loved the way the taller girl's sweaty skin felt against her own.

Brittany then switched her dancing position again, pulling Santana into the front of her body as the song neared its end. She could feel Brittany's breath against her lips as they danced. They were now barely an inch apart. She found her self leaning into the girl but stopped when the song ended.

Both girls were breathing extremely hard now after dancing the way they did. They also noticed all the eyes that were on them. Santana was about to pull away when Brittany leaned in and whispered into ear, allowing her lips to graze her ear lobe as she spoke. "Meet me back at the car in 5 minutes." And with that, Brittany was gone.

Santana stood there until the beat of the next song started to play through the speakers.

She looked around the crowded room looking for Brittany, but to her luck she made eye contact with Rachel Berry who was walking over towards her.

"Shit." She mumbled to her self as the annoying girl stopped in front of her. "What do you want Ru Paul?" She asked glaring at the shorter girl.

"Nice to see you, too, Santana." She asked, crossing her arms over her chest, stumbling slightly. "I just wanted to let you know that you look very good dancing. Just saying." She said slurring a bit.

Santana eyed the annoying girl in front of her for a moment before rolling her eyes and walking back towards where she saw Brittany walking. She didn't exactly know what was going to happen once she got there, but she had a feeling it would never happen if she were sober.

Unfortunately, just as she reached the door, she felt a rough hand grab her wrist. "Hey there hot stuff. Where you think you're going?" She didn't recognized the deep voice. The hands then spun her around and pinned her against the wall. She could smell the booze on his breath.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" she said she shoved the guy away. He was big and looked pretty rough. He just laughed at the smaller girl and walked up to her again, grabbing her by the waist.

"Dave Karofsky. You and that blonde girl sure know how to dance. How about you show me some of your moves, hm?" He leaned into kiss Santana, but she turned her head instead.

"Brittany. That blonde is Brittany." He tried shoving him away again, but he instead he just gripped her waist harder. "Get off of me you asshole!" She shouted as she started to beat him with her fist.

"You dumb bitch, stay still!" He shouted at her. His hands started to roam her body roughly. Santana kept screaming and hitting him, only causing him to be rougher. He managed to get his hand in her shirt while his other hand roamed south and was fumbling with her button on her jeans.

She closed her eyes expecting the worse until she heard a loud thump and the familiar voice she was growing to love. She opened her eyes to see Brittany, standing over Karofsky holding a long wooden plank.

"Don't. Touch. Her!" She shouted at the boy on the ground. Santana had never seen Brittany angry before. She didn't even think it was possible for her bubbly roommate to be angry. Her eyes looked full of anger until she looked up and made contact with scared, brown eyes. All the anger and hate seemed to disappear as she made her way over towards the scared Latina. "Are you okay?" She said as she engulfed her into a tight hug.

"I'm..I'm fine.." She whispered out. The music had stopped and people were starting to crowd around the three people. Karofsky was now standing on two feet, his left brow was bleeding and he looked angrier than before.

"You dumb dykes.." He started to make his way towards the two girls but was stopped by Puck. "Move it, Puckerman!" Puck stood his ground.

"Cool it dude. You better back the fuck up. You're drunk. Stop!" He was yelling at the boy. "Mercedes, Tina! Get them out of here before he looses it!" Dave tried to make another move at the girls but instead, Puck just swung and hit the boy with his fist, knocking him to the ground again. He leaned over Dave's face and shouted at him. "Don't fuck with me, Karofsky.

By this time, Santana and Brittany were already being ushered out the barn and back into the car by their two friends. The whole drive back, Tina was rambling and apologizing over and over, while Mercedes was saying she was going to murder that asshole. But, both Brittany and Santana were silent in the back seat.


It was around two in the morning when Santana and Brittany got back to their room. They hadn't said one word the whole way back. Santana walked over to her bed and got under the covers, not even bothering to change. She could hear Brittany walking around the room.

"San?" Brittany's voice sounded so weak and helpless. "San, I'm so sorry." She choked out. The tone in her voice made Santana worried so she turned and saw that Brittany was sitting on her own bed, with tears rolling down her face.

"Brittany. Britt. No, please don't cry. It isn't your fault." Santana said as she got out of her bed and walking to sit next to her crying friend. She reached out her left hand and touched the blonde's cheek, whipping away the tears. "Shh, sweetie. Why are you crying? Everything is okay." Brittany didn't speak but instead just snuggled into Santana and continued to cry while Santana petting the top of her head.

After about 10 minutes, Brittany had stopped shaking and was now in a somewhat peaceful sleep. Moving the taller girl off of her, Santana tucked her roommate into bed before heading to her own.

"San?" She heard the voice from across the room. It was quite and weak. "Can you just, sleep with me? Please?" Just seeing her hurt like this, Santana crawled into bed behind the pale girl and hugged her around the waist. "Thank you." Was all she said after that.

Santana nuzzled her head into the crook of Brittany's neck and kissed her shoulder sweetly. "No problem." And with that, she drifted into a deep sleep while holding onto Brittany.

Santana woke up on her own the next morning. No bad dreams. No one banging on her door. No alarms clock. Just, woke up. She woke up face to face with a beautiful blonde. Brittany had her arm thrown over Santana's stomach and head buried into her neck, opposite of how they fell asleep. She carefully reached out and brushed a strand of hair out of the sleeping girls face. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, ever after what happened last night. She then started to trace small circles over the pale arm sprawled out over her.

"Morning." Brittany said sleepily as she snuggled impossibly closer to the smaller girl. "You didn't have a nightmare last night and I didn't even take them away last night." she stated as an after thought.

"I think it's because you scared them away with your hair. It's pretty scary in the morning." Santana teased. The blonde's head then shot up and her blue eyes glared at the Latina.

"Take it back." she said as she poked at Santana's ribs, making her squirm. The darker girl shook her head. "Take it back!" Brittany poked her again.

"No!" Santana said before being attacked in tickles. "Okay, okay! I take it back! It was your morning breath that scared them off!" Brittany's mouth dropped.

"Ugh! Rude! I do not have morning breath." She pouted, sitting up in bed looking down at her friend. Santana smirked back up at her.

"Prove it." She said simply.

"Fine." The blonde leaned over and brushed her lips against Santana's. It as soft at first until she ran her tongue over the smaller girls bottom lip, asking for entrance. Santana allowed it. Their tongues fought for dominance until they both had to pull away for air.

"You're right. You don't have morning breath." Santana said breathlessly. They smiled at each other for a moment. Santana looked away for a moment before looking back at her roommate with concerned eyes. "You know we have to talk about last night right?" Brittany let out a sigh before nodding in agreement.

"I'm sorry for crying like that.." She said quietly. "I just.. I couldn't allow that to happen to you, too." She refused to make eye contact with the brunette.

"What do you mean 'you too', Britt?" Santana asked worriedly. She waited for a respond but didn't get one. "Britt. What happened?" Finally, Brittany looked up again with tears in her eyes.

"It was two years ago. I was drunk and he was older. He seemed nice and offered to drive me home. So I let him.." she trailed off. "He raped me, Santana."


Cliff hanger! What do you think will happen now? Tell me what you think and I know it is pretty rusty. Trying to get back into the hang of things. Reviews are great! Thanks for reading. :]