A/N- Hello all! The long awaited update is here! So sorry for the wait but life is a joke right now. Don't ever sell your soul to your job. It's not worth it. Anywho, I hope there's still some readers out there!

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Rg521- A kiss so soon? You know I can't allow that yet lol. And if you hated Sam before, just wait. You're gonna hate on him so much more.

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Bsincerely- Not to give too much away, but you're on the right track in a way. Santana is gonna have to help get Brittany out of her shell.

GoldnWlf- You'll see a lot of hate coming Sam's way in this story lol. I'm not a fan of his after he tainted my poor, lonely Brittany in the show. But you'll see more Brittana action! Thank you!

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Therealchamps- Ahh but Brittany is a very closed person. It's gonna take some serious work to break her out and act on her feelings. I'm hoping this chapter will explain it better.

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Chapter 9

After my confrontation with Santana in the bathroom, I decided I needed a day to myself to think about things. Since it was such a nice day out, I figured I'd take a walk to clear my mind. I told my parents I'd be around and left them right after breakfast.

I was beginning to become familiar with every path and where they led to. The noise of people out enjoying the day annoyed me a bit because I was hoping for some peace and quiet. My feet carried me to the stables where it was surprisingly empty of people. Wandering in, I smiled when different horses stuck their heads out over the stall doors to see who had come to visit. I noticed the horse I had ridden further down and I made my way towards her.

Standing in her presence, I felt so small compared to her. And yet I could feel a gentleness coming off of her. She looked at me with these big, black eyes like she understood my mood. Looking up and down the stable for any people, I didn't see anyone and I slowly reached my hand out to touch her.

My fingers brushed up the length of her face, her long flowing hair trailing through my fingers. She seemed to enjoy the attention as she pushed against my hand like she was asking for more. I smiled and continued to scratch at her face and behind her ears.

After a couple of minutes, I gave her a soft pat and got a nudge in return. I hope it meant I could come back and visit her again because as I was walking away, I couldn't help but notice how less stressed I felt. My mind wasn't as cluttered as it was when I walked in earlier. I don't know what did it, but I'm pretty sure Raven had something to do with it.

As I continued with my walk, I came up on the beach where families were starting to lay out in the hot morning sun. I glanced over and saw that the snack stand was just opening up and Kurt was behind the counter setting everything up. Making my way into an open seat, I waited until he was finished to announce my presence.

"Hey Kurt."

Glancing up from wiping the counter, Kurt's giant smile at seeing me made me feel better.

"Brittany! What are you doing here so early?" He asked, pulling out a can of Dr. Pepper for me.

"Just have a lot on my mind and wanted to walk it off." I tell him, popping open the top of my can and taking a swig.

"Anything I can help you with?" He asks concerned.

"Thanks, but it's more like things I have to deal with personally."

He nods.

"Well, if you do need to talk, I'm here if you need me."

"Thank you." I tell him gratefully.

He goes back to getting the stand ready for the day as I sit and make idle conversation with him about nothing. I'm just about to get up and head back to my cabin when I hear a voice nearby.

"Here's the stuff you ordered Kurt. Help us get it in the back."

I groan at the sight of Sam and that guy Puck stepping off a golf cart with boxes of supplies for the stand. Sam's eyes automatically find mine and a huge grin breaks out on his face. There's no way I can escape now.

"Brittany! I haven't seen you around much since the other night. I was starting to become worried." Sam said sliding into the seat next me, leaving Kurt and Puck to handle the boxes.

"I've just been busy. Lots of stuff around here to do, you know. Wanna get the full experience." I lie as I play with the can in my hands, silently begging him to go away.

"You know, I'd love to show you around the place. There's so much you probably haven't seen yet. We can do that as soon as I'm finished with this drop off!" His smile got impossibly bigger at his own idea and I cringed.

"I can't today, but thanks anyway. In fact, I really should be going. Told Rachel I'd meet her back at the cabin." I quickly get up before he can say anything. "I'll see you later Kurt!" I yell to him as I walk away. I hear Sam try to call my name but I'm practically speed walking to get away from him.

All the stress from before….yeah, back with a vengeance.


I spent the rest of the morning and afternoon hauled up in my room thinking about my situation with Santana. I'm so confused on what to do about her. I feel like my head and my heart are pulling me in two different directions. My head is saying to stay away from her or I'll end up getting hurt. But my heart is saying to take the chance and see what happens. I'm usually a pretty level-headed person. But for once, I think I should listen to my heart.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, I made my way back towards the theatre area. I caught Rachel when I got back earlier and she said she was going to help build sets. She asked me if I'd like to join her but I told her with my luck, I'd run into Sam again and I don't think I could shake him twice in one day.

Coming down the familiar rode, I hear music coming from the open window of the dance studio. Letting my curiosity take over, I walk down to the building and peak in the door.

I'm surprised to see two couples dancing in sync to a rumba type beat. An Asian boy with slicked back hair was dancing with a shorter blonde haired girl who I've never seen before. The second couple surprised me as being the dancer Artie, who I remember from before, and Santana. The four of them moved beautifully to the music and their steps were flawless. When the music came to an end, they all were in the same pose and staring at their mirrored selves.

"Awesome guys! We got this in the bag!" The Asian guy stated giving Artie a high five.

My eyes watched Santana as she walked over to the stereo and fiddled around with it.

"Are you kidding me? You guys were behind a full two seconds! Mike and I had to slow down just for you guys to catch up!" The blonde yelled, crossing her arms over her chest.

I could see Santana's shoulders tense up as she clutched a CD case in her hands.

"Our count was perfect. We never fell behind you guys." Artie defended as he wiped his face with a towel.

"Bullshit! At the pace you two were going, you might as well have been doing the waltz you were so slow. If you intend on winning the competition, I'd suggest you practice harder on your pace." The blonde accused. "Now let's do it again, and this time let's try to do it on the beat."

Santana dropped the case and spun around, looking ready to lash out at the other girl, when her eyes fell on me standing in the doorway.

"Britt!"

Santana walked over to the door and opened it, ushering me inside.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you guys. I was just heading over to the theatre to help out when I heard the music and I wanted to see what it was." I said embarrassed as all four of them looked at me.

"No its fine. You're not interrupting anything. We were just practicing for a show we're doing." Santana said leading me to the other dancers. "Brittany I'd like you to meet Mike and Kitty. They're dancers here too. I'm sure you remember Artie."

I give them all a brief wave and they all smile back at me, except for one person.

"Nice meeting you, but I'm sorry, this is a private rehearsal." The girl, Kitty, says with an annoyed look on her face.

The smile gets wiped away from my face immediately.

"Actually, Brittany I'm glad you're here." Santana says, her eyes blazing down Kitty. "Would you mind helping us for a few minutes? We need someone to watch us do this dance and give us some feedback."

"Uh s-sure. I don't mind." I tell her nervously. Kitty looks anything but happy at Santana's request.

"Great. If you wouldn't mind sitting over here…." Santana took me by the hand and pulled me to the front of the room, my hand tingling the whole way. I sit cross-legged on the floor with my back up against the mirrored wall. Santana moves back to the stereo and soon the room is alive with music. The four of them get into position and begin to dance.

Even though I'm supposed to be watching for feedback purposes, I can't take my eyes off of Santana. It's hypnotic the way she moves. Almost like the air bends to her will. Her eyes are focused on her partners moves, her movement fluid and precise. It's like watching a work of art.

When the music ends, the four of them stand still for a few seconds until they all take a deep breath and turn to face me.

"So, what'd you think?" Santana asks out of breath.

"It looked amazing! You guys were perfect." I tell them truthfully.

"Obviously, you have no clue about the dancing world. Otherwise you would've noticed all the mistakes that were made." Kitty said glaring down at me.

"Hey," Santana cut in, her own hard eyes aimed back at Kitty, "we didn't ask her to critique every step. We just wanted her opinion. Back off."

I couldn't help smiling at the way she defended me.

"Do any of you realize the competition is in two weeks? Meaning we need to have this perfect now. We don't have time for mistakes. And I don't know about you guys, but I want that prize money. It's more than what I make in a week at this place." Kitty berated them all, and yet none of them looked any different. Almost like they were used to this. " Now get back into place and start the music again before I decide to make this a solo act and take all the damn money myself. God knows I deserve it."

Mike and Artie got back into position and I looked over at the stereo where Santana was standing. She was facing the group of dancers with what I would describe as a really pissed off face. Her hands were gripping hard at her hips and her jaw was clenched.

"You know, maybe if you would stop improvising every couple of steps there wouldn't be as many mistakes. Just do the dance we all came up with and stick to it." Santana accused before nearly punching the play button and getting in position.

"Not my fault you can't keep up." Kitty commented with a smirk, her back to Artie and Santana.

I could see it was taking everything in Santana not to attack the blonde.

The music started back up and they were all moving again. I really tried to watch all four of them but I couldn't help it when my eyes would linger on Santana more. She just made it look so beautiful.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Kitty and Mike weren't doing the same thing and just as I turned to watch them, I saw it happen. Kitty was attempting something new and Mike wasn't ready for it. She took a weird step which caused Mike to trip and throw them both off balance. What made it worse however was the fact they both couldn't catch themselves and Kitty slipped, her foot sliding under Mike just as he slammed his foot down, right on her oddly twisted ankle. They both hit the floor with a sickening smack and Kitty's cry of pain stopped everything. We all shot over to her as she clutched her ankle in pain, Mike apologizing profusely.

"I swear I don't know what happened!" He kept saying as Artie ran over to the phone on the wall. I heard him say something about sending help. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to stay out of the way.

Not long after, a golf cart and two staff members with EMT on their polo shirts came running in with duffle bags. They looked her ankle over then wrapped it before helping her out to the cart and driving off. Mike and Artie looked really worried as they came back in from the front porch. Santana just looked even more mad.

"She improvised again, didn't she?" She asked Mike, her hands planted on her hips as she paced angrily.

"I really don't know. She just somehow got under me and we got tangled up." Mike said, crouching down rubbing his hands over his face.

"We've done this routine a million times! There's no way you guys could've messed up." Santana stated, not mad at Mike but at the situation.

"I…."

All three of them looked at me. I didn't realize I had opened my mouth to say something.

"Did you see it Britt?" Santana asked me, her tone lighter than before.

"Yeah. It looked like she was doing something different for a second and her foot swiped under Mike. Which caused the fall." I tell them.

"I knew it! I told her not to improvise and look what happens!" Santana yelled, her angry pacing starting back up.

"Well let's wait and see what the doctor says before we do anything else. Let's all just call it a day and get together tomorrow to see what we can do." Artie said calmly. Mike nodded and got up to leave, his shoulders sagging in a way that showed he felt responsible. I quickly moved to him at the door and tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around.

"Hey. It wasn't your fault. She knew what she was doing." I whisper to him.

Mike gives me a small smile and nod.

"Thanks, but it still feels like my fault." He replies before leaving.

I watch him walk away and turn back to the other two dancers in the room.

"Don't worry San, I'll talk to him." Artie was saying but Santana wasn't paying him any attention. Her eyes were watching me at the door. She seemed to snap out of her trance and she nodded at Artie.

I moved out of the way so Artie could leave, he gave me a brief smile and a 'see ya' before following after Mike, leaving Santana and I alone.

"Are you okay?" I ask her, tucking my hands in my back pockets.

Santana was packing up her stuff and from the way she was shoving the stuff in her bag, I'd say she wasn't very happy.

"Not really, but there's nothing I can do about it right now. Just have to wait and see now if this was all for nothing." She said not looking up at me. I felt like I was making her mood worse and I didn't want that.

"Okay. Well I'll leave you alone. I'll see you around." I say as I walk out the door, my chest hurting a little as I walk away from her. I didn't want to leave, but I didn't want to annoy her either. I was almost near the theatre when I felt a hand slip into mine and stop me. I turned around and saw Santana giving me a worried look.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take my mood out on you." She said sincerely. "It's just I was really depending on this competition. The winners get two thousand dollars and the four of us were gonna split it if we won. I really wanted this."

"I'm sorry." I say feeling really bad for her.

"Don't be. It wasn't your fault. Kitty pulled shit like this all the time and now look what happens. I just don't wanna think about it now." Santana brushed her hand over her face. She looked so upset about what could possibly happen.

I didn't like that at all.

"Do you have to work tonight?"

Santana gives me a confused look at my random question.

"No. Not tonight. Why?"

An idea ran through my head and I smiled.

"Meet me here in one hour." I say backing up. Her hand, that I didn't realize she was still holding, stopped me.

"Why?"

"You'll see. One hour, right back here. Don't be late!" I yell over my shoulder as I take off down the road.

It was my turn to make her feel better.


I had seen a flyer earlier today when I had visited Kurt and I knew it would be a perfect idea. I ran back to my cabin and packed a bag that we would need with all the essentials. My parents and Rachel were nowhere around so I left them a note on where I'd be for the next couple hours and if they needed me to call me.

Jogging back down the path near the studio, I saw Santana sitting on the porch of the theatre looking slightly worried still about the whole situation from earlier. I couldn't blame her. She had worked so hard for this to have it all come to an end. She must've heard me coming because she turned her head in my direction and a smile crossed her face.

"Hey. You ready?" I ask her, stopping to stand in front of her.

"I guess. I don't know what exactly I'm ready for." Santana stood up and tucked her hands into her back pockets. She had changed from her usual dancing clothes into some jean shorts and a plain black t-shirt. She looked like just another guest here.

"Come on." I coaxed her, lightly pulling on her elbow to get her to follow me. She never put up a fight and finally started walking with me back up the path.

"So what are we doing?" Santana asked, looking at me curiously. I'm surprised she hasn't been constantly asking me.

"You'll see." I tease her, excited about what was to come.

We walked past the snack shop as Kurt was closing up and I asked Santana to hold on a second as I jogged over to him. When he saw me, he smiled and reached under the counter for my bag that I had asked him to hold on to so I could go get Santana.

"I snuck a few extra things in your bag. You ladies have fun." Kurt said with a wink.

"You didn't have to do that but thank you." I told him gratefully as I thanked him again and walked back towards Santana.

"Alright. Let's get going!"


The open field wasn't too crowded but it was still a little early. People were laid out on blankets and lawn chairs under a giant white screen. I turned to look at Santana and saw she had a massive grin on her face when she finally figured out what we were doing.

"I completely forgot about Movie Under the Stars Night. I usually have to work during them so it's been a while since I've been to one." Santana said looking genuinely happy.

I lead us near the back since I believe that's where the best view is from and Santana doesn't seem to mind. After finding the perfect spot, I kneel down and open my bag to pull out the throw blanket from my bed. I spread it over the grass and situate myself into a good position. Staring up at the brunette, I pat the spot next to me and Santana gracefully sits down. I dig a little deeper into my bag and pull out two cans of Dr. Pepper, some chips, and an assortment of candy. I remind myself to thank Kurt again tomorrow when I see him. I let Santana have first pick and she snags a bag of barbecue chips and one of the cans of soda.

"So what's the movie tonight?" She asks, getting comfortable. We were right up against a tree on the edge of the woods so we could lean back if we wanted to.

"A romantic comedy. I've never heard of it before. I hope that's okay." I tell her, leaning back on the tree myself.

"Yeah, it's fine." I smile and go about picking out my own snacks when her voice stops me. "Thank you for this."

I look back at her and feel my heart start pounding at the way she's looking at me.

"Your welcome." I reply back.

A few more minutes go by before the sound of a reel coming to life makes everyone quiet down and face the screen.


Santana insisted on walking me back to my cabin even though I'm the one who had invited her out. The movie had been really funny and cute and was the perfect distraction. Every time Santana had laughed at a particular scene, my stomach would go crazy with butterflies. Her laugh was so beautiful to hear.

When we got to my cabin, Santana let out a low whistle.

"Wow. I've never met anyone who's stayed at these suites before."

"We basically got them for free since my parents are friends with the Evan's. Hence why my mom is trying to marry me off to Sam." I tell her kicking a rock in slight anger.

"He's still not laying off you yet?"

I shook my head.

"He caught me talking to Kurt today. I nearly pulled a muscle sprinting away from him. Guy just won't take a hint."

"I'll take care of that big mouthed freak. Don't worry about him." Santana said stepping closer. "But for now, I must leave you to get some sleep. Thank you again for tonight. It was really sweet of you to do this."

"You helped me when I needed it. Time I returned the favor."

Santana stared at me quietly for a minute before moving in and giving me a comforting hug. I was completely thrown by it but I wrapped my arms around her too. Her warmth and smell made me shiver and caused Santana to reluctantly pull back, her hands running down my arms.

"You better get in before you catch a cold out here. I'll talk to you later."

"Let me know if you hear anything about Kitty, please." I asked her as she began to walk away.

"I will. Goodnight Britt." Santana winked at me and strolled down the lit path. I watched her until the darkness consumed her and I walked into the cabin, a massive smile on my face the whole time.


The next day I hadn't heard anything from Santana. I was a little worried at first but I just figured she was probably working. I was supposed to have a dance lesson after breakfast so I knew I'd be seeing her soon.

My day seemed to start off on the wrong foot when I sat down with my parents and Rachel for breakfast and low and behold the Evan's crew found us. And of course my parents insisted they join us. The only thing I was grateful for was that my dad was on my left and Rachel was on my right so Sam couldn't sit next to me, even when my mom asked my dad to move. He said the seating arrangements were fine and ignored my mom's burning glare.

I could feel Sam's eyes on me the entire time as we waited for our food to arrive. Rachel tried to distract him for me as I looked around the room for a familiar face. I spotted Quinn waiting on a table in the far left corner and I knew Rachel would be excited if she saw her too. My eyes continued their search until finally they fell on a familiar brunette. Her hair was pulled up in a tight ponytail, her white shirt crisp and elegant, and her black pants leaving very little to the imagination as they outlined her body fantastically. I watched her laugh at something the guest said and it made me smile just seeing it. She just looked so happy.

I saw her head towards the kitchen area so I quickly announced that I was running to the bathroom and got up before anyone could say anything. I walked down the hall that held both the bathrooms and the doors to the kitchen and I peaked in the kitchen door to see if she was in there. Not seeing her, I moved to the bathroom to wash my hands. Opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised to find Santana standing in front of the sink washing her own hands. She glanced up at me and smirked.

"Hey you."

I smiled at her greeting.

"Hey. How are you?" I ask as I walk up next to her to the other available sink.

"Honestly, nervous as hell. After my shift I'm meeting Artie and Mike to head over to see Kitty. We're gonna find out how she's doing."

She really did look nervous now that I really looked at her.

"Would you like me to come with you?" I ask her.

"You don't have to Britt." Santana insisted.

"I know I don't but I'm asking you if you'd like me to?"

It looked like Santana was trying to fight back a smile. Or it could be my own wishful thinking….

"You don't have anything planned for after breakfast?"

"Well if my mother gets her way, I will be taking a tour of the resort with Sam afterwards. So really you'd be saving me again." I joke with her but it's actually true.

"Meet me at the staff entrance in like forty-five minutes?" Santana asked, her eyes narrowed at the word 'Sam'.

"I'll be there."

Leaving the bathroom, I found our food had arrived so I dug in hoping to be done before everyone else so I could bolt out of there. My mom did mention that today might be a nice day for a tour of the resort but I quickly shot that idea down when I announced I already had plans. Sam's shoulders slumped at my answer and I could see my mom getting ready to reprimand me so I took a swig of my orange juice to wash all my food down and said I had to be going. Rachel got up with me and said she had plans as well so we said goodbye to everyone and left the building.

"So what are your plans today?" I ask Rachel when we make it to the staff entrance around the back.

"Quinn offered to show me around actually. I've seen nothing but that theatre so she thought we could use a break away from it and offered her services as a tour guide for the day. What about you?"

"I have dance with Santana." I say leaning up against the way.

"How are things going between you two?"

"It's hard to say really. I'll let you know when I know." I tell her. The door opens up and some staff members leave. A few minutes later, Santana and Quinn come out too and spot us waiting for them.

"Hey Brittany! Hey Rach! You ready to go?" Quinn greets us.

"Ready when you are! I'll see you later Britt! Bye Santana!" Rachel says before following Quinn down the path.

"Hey. You ready too?" Santana asks me.

"Lead the way."

Mike and Artie were waiting outside Kitty's cabin when Santana and I got there. They both gave me brief smiles in greeting then looked at Santana.

"Here goes nothing." Santana said under her breath but I heard it.

Artie knocked on the door and the four of us walked in.


"Well that's it. We're done." Artie states sadly.

Kitty's ankle had a really bad sprain that the doctor told her to stay off of for at least four weeks. It wouldn't be healed in time for the competition in two weeks. Mike was sitting with his head in his hands, Artie was sitting on the edge of Kitty's bed while Kitty herself was laid up with her foot elevated on a stack of pillows. Santana was turned away from us staring out the window, her back muscles tensed up under her white work shirt.

The four of them looked so upset that all their hard work was for nothing. They all wanted this so bad and now they couldn't have it. I felt especially bad for Santana. She deserved to compete in this.

"What if I took Kitty's place?"

Everyone's eyes snapped to me. I don't even know how those words came out of my mouth.

"Are you kidding me? This isn't a comedy act. It's an actual professional dance competition. Not some joke." Kitty replied, looking at me like I was an idiot.

"I know that. But I'm willing to do what I can to help you guys out. You guys should compete. You worked too hard for this to not happen. And if we win, I'll still let you have the money Kitty since you helped create the routine. I don't need it." I explained quickly. My voice was full of nerves.

"You're not taking my spot. We don't need you." Kitty sneered at me. I bowed my head in embarrassment. I was just trying to help.

"You gave up your spot when you decided to do your little solo stunt yesterday."

Santana's voice made all of us look over at her. She was staring at me with a challenging look in her eyes.

"You can't be serious Santana. We only have two weeks! Who knows if Brittany can even dance?" Artie said slightly panicked.

"I'll do my hardest to learn the routine in time. I promise." I told them all.

"You'd have to practice everyday. For hours. With each of us working, you'd have to work around our schedules and make the time to get to the studio. It's gonna take up almost all of your time. Do you really want that?" Santana asked me, her eyes never leaving mine.

I stared back at her with determined eyes.

"Yes I do. I can do this."

Santana smirked and turned her attention to the boys.

"What do you guys say?"

Mike looked back and forth between all of us, even Kitty's narrowed glare before looking back at me.

"I'm in."

I smiled at him and looked to Artie.

"It's gonna be hell for you, you know that right?" He asked me.

"I do."

He looked back at Santana then me before shaking his head.

"Oh what the hell. Let's give it a try."

I grinned as I watched Kitty try to scramble for words. Mike and Artie were walking out talking about their schedules and when they could teach me. Santana and I walked behind them, leaving Kitty who was still threatening us with bodily harm, behind as we left her cabin.

"Are you really sure about this Britt? I wasn't kidding before. This is gonna be a lot of work in a very small amount of time." Santana stopped me before we could catch up to the guys. She looked at me worriedly.

"I know this. I promise you I'll give it my everything." I tell her.

"Alright."

"Hey!" We both turn to face Mike. "You guys ready to get started?"

I look at Santana.

"Let's get started." She says with a smirk and leads us towards the dance studio.

We've got work to do.


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