Hi everyone, sorry for the wait. Had a crazy couple of months...Moved house twice, got suspended from school, went on work experience. It's been mayhem!
Anyway, I have a new one, it's another Taylor Swift song- Enchanted.
I'd really like some reviews! I need to know that somebody is reading these! I'll take song suggestions too, you can PM me or just leave it an a review.
As always, enjoy!
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Here I am. A new school. Forcing laughter and faking smiles as people passed me in the hallways.

I keep my walls up, people can't know me, just yet. I keep a vacant look as I pass by, trying not to attract attention to the new girl. The fresh meat. The halls start to clear out as a bell rings through the crowd.

I reach the red door with the name plate 'Sue Sylvester' and brace myself. She trains her Cheerios harder than any other squad in the country. And I slept with her head Cheerleader...but that's a story for another day.

I push the door open and step inside the office. It's small and there's a TV on the wall, it appears to be playing reruns of her Cheerios performances, but none of that matters to me. There, sitting in a chair less than two meters away from me is the most attractive girl I've ever seen in my life. She's tanned and has dark brown hair that match and compliment her beautiful eyes. Oh gosh, this really is embarrassing!

Pull your self together, Brittany!

"Hi, my name's Brittany. This school is really cool!" I say, holding my hand out to the girl.

She kind of sat there and stalled for a second, before replying.

"Oh, um. I'm Santana," She shook my hand. I inwardly face palmed when I realised I shook her hand. How lame can I get? She looked uncomfortable, I noticed she was checking out my abs. I have a feeling she's lesbian, or bi. I decide to take the idea and run with it.

"You are totally unicorn." I say. I sway my long, blonde hair in the direction of the door and it landed on my back. All my insecurities, and the vacancy I held just seconds before vanished when I saw her. She's amazing in the simplest word.

"Welcome to McKinley, welcome to my Cheerios squad," Sue said, standing up to face me over top of the Latino, still seated below us.

"Thanks, you must be Coach Sylvester."

"That's me. Now, if you think this will be easy, think again. I keep my Cheerios looking good and performing good at all times."

"Yes Coach. I can't wait to work with you."

"For me, Brittany. You do as I say. Now get out of my office." I just stood there, like a freaking idiot. I was unsure of how to respond to that. Luckily, the girl below me spoke up and saved me.

"That's just how she talks. I'll show you round." She said, leading the way down the now empty halls of McKinley High.

We were nearly half way through my 'Fantastic Tour of the Hell Hole that is McKinley' as Santana referred to it, and I decided to make a connection to her. I felt something about Santana, something that told me we'd be close. I extended my pinkie out to hers. She didn't automatically respond, but she linked her pinky in mine.

We enjoyed playful conversation, it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable...it was just kind of...fun. She's got walls and I have a feeling that maybe not everyone gets to know the real Santana. I also get the feeling that I will get to know the real her. She's so relaxed around me. She appears to be really bitchy and upfront with people. She was telling me about this girl, Rachel Berry.

"She is ridiculous, absolutely insane. She talks way too much and has the biggest mouth I've ever seen. She wears animal sweaters that look like they belong to a dead grandparent and tartan skirts that make her look like she's from some snooty private school."

"Really?!" I exclaim.

"Yeah. The girls a freaking hot mess. Avoid her at all costs, unless you're tossing a slushie at her ugly face."

"Wow. You really don't like her!" I giggle. "So, besides you...who else are the top bitches of the school?" Our conversation gives me the feeling you get when you're passing notes in secrecy. It feels like we shouldn't be discussing these things. It feels good, makes me feel... I don't know, so...alive.

"Quinn Fabray. She's head cheerleader. Her and I rule this place. People part like the Red Sea when we walk down the corridors."

"Hey, San?"

"Yes, B?"

"It was enchanting to meet you."

"You're so cute. Hey, what did you mean earlier...'I'm so unicorn'?" She asks.

I smirk, "Nothing!"

"Right...well. I've got to get to class, where's your fourth period?" She steals the paper out of my hand. "No way! You're in my Spanish class!" She laughs. "We'll go to your locker, then mine."

My dad picks me up from school that afternoon.

"Hey, Britt. How was your first day?"

"It was good. I think I'm going to like it here." I immediately start to blush and get embarrassed.

"Someone special already?" My dad questions, raising a concerned eye brow.

"Oh my god, dad. No! We're not having this conversation right now." I laugh.

I can't believe how utterly wonder-struck I am right now. I slide down into my seat and blush the whole way home.

She's kept me up all night. It's now 2 o'clock in the frigging morning and I'm lying here, wondering about who she loves. And if she's even capable of loving. From what I heard today, she's very into casual sex.

I can't stop thinking about her, wondering. Wondering if I have a chance, wondering where things will go. I wonder until I'm wide awake once again.

I sigh, it's going to be a long night.

It's now four...and I'm still sitting here. Hoping for some miracle so I can talk to her. Hoping she'll knock on my front door any second now... So I can open it, and she can tell me that she was enchanted to me meet me too.

As I was walking through the car park with Santana and Quinn I really wanted to tell Santana that I really hope this is the first page of what will become an amazing story to look back and tell. I don't want that to be where the story line ends. But, I didn't...because I don't want her to block me off from her and I don't want this to blow up in my face.

My thoughts will echo her name, until I can see her again. She is flawless, and I really hope that she's not in love with someone else. I don't want someone else waiting on her. I really want to get to know her some more.

That was all a long time ago now, and I don't know why I just thought of it. I seriously need to stop drinking wine and watching late night infomercials. My mind always wanders to Santana.

I get up off my couch and put my glass in the sink before jumping into my nice warm bed, thinking of all the homework I've got to finish before the end of the week.