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Chapter 10

|At Softball Practice|

Santana's P.O.V

"Santana, get off second base and step up to the mound, we don't want that arm to get rusty."

"Yes Ma'am" I yelled back to the coach. I was excited because she had started to pull me off second more and into pitching position. I loved to play but pitching brought out a passion in me that no other position could. Brittany came to meet me at the pitcher's mound.

"She keeps pulling you like this because she is going to play you soon, you get that right?"

"Well, I hope so." I laughed.

"Don't act like that little Ms. Cocky."

"No, I'm just confident in my abilities . . . all of them." I winked.

"Ok then. Show me what you got."

Brittany went back behind the plate and I threw a few warm up pitches, and practice went on from there. We had a game the next night, home game, and I was so pumped. The Lopez's will be in attendance. There is nothing I loved more than making my parents proud and I hoped to make that happen. Practice ended and we had our little meeting to discuss meeting times and other minor details for the game tomorrow. As I was walking off I heard Brittany's voice trying to get my attention and I turned back to her.

"Hey, the girls are having a sleepover at my house after the game Friday night, you in?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Ok, bring your stuff to the game and all the girls will just go to my house from there."

"Ok, thanks for the invite."

"Well, it's for the whole team San."

I gasped in fake shock and put my hand over my chest. "So, I'm not special?"

"Well . . . Umm . . . that's beside the point." I saw a smirk cross her face and I couldn't help but to giggle.

|Next Afternoon, Immediately after school|

"Ok ladies, game time. Let's get out there and show them how it's done." Coach was giving us a pep talk.

We had field first since we were home team. I grab my glove and got in position, doing drills with the infield players while Joanne warmed up. We threw the balls in and got the game underway.

It was the third inning and Joanne had been struggling. She had walked 3 players in this inning alone and it was just the top of the inning.

The coach called a time and called me over. "Ok Lopez we need you. Can you make some things happen?"

"I'll do what I can Coach."

Coach O then called Joanne and told her what was going on. Joanne gave me an evil look and walked into the dugout. Brittany met me at the mound and thanked me for relieving Joanne. Next thing I knew I heard my father yell. "Show them how it's done Santana Isabella." Oh, great, really, the full name? I had kept that away from everyone until now.

"Isabella ?" Brittany said, but unlike everyone else she didn't laugh it was a simple question.

"Yes, my middle name that I kept hid, until now." I sighed.

"Well, I like it." She said and turns away to go back to the plate.

I did well the first two innings I pitched and all our outs were strike outs. I only let them score one run, I was so excited. At the top of the fifth inning though, I started throwing like Joanne and it was frustrating me so much. Brittany then called a time and the umpire told her to make it quick.

"What's going on San?"

"I don't know. I just kind of got nervous. I was doing so well and I didn't want to mess up, but I think that over thinking is causing me to mess up."

"Stop over thinking. Look at me. You got this, you're a great pitcher and I've seen you do this before. Think of it as just me and you, don't worry about the batter, and act like we are back at practice. Remember, I can take whatever you throw at me." I looked into her deep blue eyes and I was instantly comforted. She recognized the comfort, we slapped gloves, and she turned away. I felt connected to her and I couldn't help but to like it. I was in the middle of playing a sport and I got the warm fuzzy feeling. This was ridiculous. This was not Santana 'Satan' Lopez.

|Later that night|

We were all sitting at the park a few hours after the game and Puck pulled up. He came over and gave me a hug. "Great game Lopez, you were badass, a little rough patch, but nothing you couldn't fix. I still don't appreciate you running off without talking to me though."

I had left the dugout and stopped only to talk to my parents and told them I would be home late. I had ignored all my friends. We had won and I was excited, but I really just wanted to take a shower and go hang out with all my people. I knew all my friends would be at the park anyways.

"Sorry Puck, but I knew you would be here."

All the softball girls were there and a few people from the other school including Anthony, who stayed around me the whole night. We of course continued our little flirt game, but it was nothing special. Brittany had left about five minutes ago and when she left I got bored, so I decided to head home.

As I was headed down the highway I saw a car broke down, it had our high school sticker with a softball underneath it. 'Is that number 1?' I thought to myself. I then realize it was and it was Brittany's car. I pulled over, got out the car, and went to her window.

"Hey, what happened?"

"Well, I'm not really sure. It just went dead."

"Well, let me try to jump it off."

Luckily the high way wasn't crowded at night and I easily maneuvered my car in front of hers and popped my hood and hers. I got my set of jumper cables and hooked them up to the battery. We got her car started, but it died as soon as I took the cables off. I put the cables back on and did it again letting them sit for a little while, still it didn't work.

"Hey, we are going to have to call a tow truck to get your car. You know the police will have it towed if we don't."

I called my dad and he found a local mechanic that would tow her car. He told me to bring it to the house and he would see if he could decide what was wrong with it.

"Hey, if you will come over, my dad will take a look at it at my house, if that's ok with you."

"Really, you shouldn't do that. I'll get someone to look at it tomorrow, its fine."

"Brittany, we have school in the morning. This is something we can probably get fixed tonight."

"Ok, I guess." She gave in. "You know, you are the only person that has called me Brittany in a long time. Everyone else sticks with B."

I shrug, "I like it." I went back to my car and she followed. I called the mechanic, told him where we were, what car it was, and gave him my address.

An hour later we were sitting downstairs in the den when the tow truck arrived. He backed the car into the driveway and I ran out to him. He let it off the lift.

"How much do I owe you?" I asked.

"Seventy-five" He stated back.

I ran over to my car and grabbed my wallet and look in the compartment where I keep a spare $400 for the situations where I couldn't use my debit card. I gave him a hundred and tell him to keep the change.

Brittany came out soon after, while he was pulling away. She had been in the bathroom when he had pulled up. "Why is he leaving?" She asked. "I didn't get a chance to pay him."

"Don't worry about it?"

"Wait . . . what do you mean don't worry about it?"

"He got paid." I stated simply. I didn't like showing off my money, but I was the one who insisted on a tow truck and well, I just didn't want her to spend hers.

"How much was it?"

"Don't worry about it. I'm not telling you and you're not giving me money, so let it go."

My dad came outside and Brittany explained again what happened when it quit and we told him what happened when I jumped it off. He went and got a tester and tested her battery. He looked at me and nodded his head yes.

"Hey B, will you ride to Wal-Mart with me real quick?" I asked.

"Sure, will your dad be able to tell me what's wrong with it?"

"Yeah, he will when we get back."

We rode to Wal-Mart and on the way I let her have my iPod and she flicked through my song list. She got all excited and I asked her what she found and she then flipped on Remember Love by Adriana Evans.

"I thought I was the only person who liked this song." I laughed as it blasted through my speakers.

"No, you are not Santana Isabella. I love this song." I started to correct her at the use of my full name, but it sounded so beautiful coming from her, and this little dance she has started doing in my passenger seat was just adorable. I started to dance with her and before I knew it we were pulling into the parking lot.

"You really like that song?" I asked.

"Yeah, like I said I love it, definitely one of my favorites."

"Ok" I picked my phone up and messed with something. "Text me."

She did as I asked and sent me a text. Remember Love started to play signaling her texting me. "Now it's our song." I said as she lit up at the fact it's her personal text tone.

"You can sit in here and play with the music, I'll be right back."

I walked into the store and called my dad he told me what battery to buy. I went to find some help and got someone to go to automotive and get it. I walked out carrying the battery and sat it in my back seat.

"What is that?" She asked.

"Nothing, just something I needed."

We drove home and she was still playing with my music. We danced all the way home. I loved how comfortable I could be around her. I even started to sing a little. She even hit a song that has a rap verse and I rapped it to her. I think she found that quite amusing.

We got back to my house and my dad was outside with her car. I got out of the car, pulled the bag out, and handed it to my dad. He removed her battery and replaced it with the new one.

"Wait, did you just . . ." She started and I pulled her toward the house.

"Your car is fixed." I told her.

"Why did you just do that?"

"You needed a battery and now you have one."

"Yes, but I should have bought it myself."

"Just take it; it's not a big deal."

"Santana, I'm paying you back."

"With a thank you? You are welcome." I laughed at her.

"Not what I meant and you know it."

"Well, I'm not taking any money from you."

We argued about that for a little while longer and I happened to look at my watch. 'Wow, it's late' I thought to myself. I let her know the time and walked her to her car. We shared another awkwardly perfect hug and I told her to be safe driving home.

I got a text later that night saying thank you and that I still shouldn't have, but of course I brushed that off. I loved buying stuff for her.

A few days passed and it was Friday night. Game time. I got to pitch most of the game, but Brittany seemed to be avoiding me again. The only time she had talked to me is when she had to during the game and at practice. I tried to text her, but she never text back. The game ended and we won again. All the softball girls met up and we all followed Brittany back to her house. We pulled up and there were so many cars that we were parking on the front lawn and beside the house. B joked that her yard looked like a car lot and we went inside. I see a short blonde headed woman sitting in the kitchen; she looked up and ran to greet us. You could tell who had been on the team the three years Brittany was on it, because she called them by name and hugged them. The rest of us got half hugs.

"Ok ladies, you have snacks in the fridge and on the counter in the kitchen, movies all over the place, Brittany will show you where to put your bags, and if you need anything ask her because I'm going to be going to bed. Have fun girls." She left the room and headed to bed.

Brittany led us upstairs to her room and we all laid our bags and covers down. Obviously Joanne had been here plenty because she didn't bring anything and pulled stuff out of drawers. We all changed into our pjs and headed back downstairs to the living room to watch a movie. It wasn't long before the alcohol was brought out and the girls suggested a game of 'I never'. 'Oh boy, this could get interesting.' I thought to myself. We all poured a mixed drink and sat around the living room in as much of a circle as we could get.

With this group nothing was off limits.

'I never had sex.' - All of us except two drank.

'I never used drugs' Quite a few drank some, including me, didn't.

"Ok, let's get Brittany wasted." One of the girls yelled.

"Ok, really? Why do we always have to go there?"

"Because it's fun to pick on you and there is nothing you can do about it. While we pick on you we are picking on a few other people too."

'I never had sex with a team mate.' – Brittany and Joanne drank of course, but what I didn't expect was looking over to see Bianca, Chelsea, and Alicia drinking. Wow.

'I never had sex with a girl' – the previous girls drank including two others.

'I never kissed a girl.' – I had to tip my drink back to that one. I looked around and about 7 people didn't drink. I looked out the corner of my eye and see Brittany eying me curiously.

The game continued until most the team was pretty drunk. We were watching a movie and I looked around Brittany, Bianca, Chelsea, Joanne, Kelly and Alicia was all missing.

"Where did everyone go?" I asked.

"Kelly, Alicia, Joanne, Chelsea, and Bianca all went outside to sit on the porch I think. I don't know about Brittany" One of the girls answered me. I decided to go upstairs and brush my teeth this alcohol on my breath was killing me. Brittany was still ignoring me, so I also wanted to try to talk to her.

I got up the stairs and headed toward B's bedroom. I opened the door and I saw Joanne standing in front of Brittany, holding her waist and leaning in to kiss her. Brittany heard the door open and pushed Joanne back.

"Sorry, I'm just getting my bags, I'm going to leave."

"Santana, yous can't leave, we hafff been drinking." Joanne slurred out.

"Yeah, well, I'm going to call Puck to come and get me." I said picking up my stuff. The last thing I wanted to see was Brittany making out with her 'non-girlfriend'. I walked down the stairs and headed out the door. I placed my bags on the trunk of my car and started to dial Puck's number when I felt a hand on my shoulder trying to turn me around.

"What?" I snapped.

"Santana, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, B. I just want to go home."

"Please don't go." She looked at me with this childish look that only one Brittany Susan Pierce could muster.

"Why not? It's not like it matters to you, you have been ignoring me since you left my house the other night."

"Sannnn," She said her bright blue eyes pleading for her. The few times we hung out and talked with our friends I had learned quite a bit about Brittany and I had seen her many expressions, but this one I hadn't seen. "It's not what you think. I don't want to avoid you, but I have to."

"Why? Because your little girlfriend doesn't want you around me? I know she doesn't like me, but I didn't know you listened to everything your partner says."

"She is not my girlfriend, how many times do I have to tell you that?"

"Well, every time I happen to walk in on you somewhere you're about to kiss, so excuse me for getting it messed up."

"Joanne wants me back. We broke up over her 'mistake' and now she wants us back, but I don't want her. There is only one person I want and I can't have her."

"Why can't you have her?"

"I'm pretty sure she is straight. I have to fight my feelings for her because it is hard to control myself around her."

"and that has to do with you avoiding me because?"

"Damn it Santana Lopez, I have feelings for you and I'm not going to force you into anything and I have tried not to scare you off. I want you as a friend, but this is hard for me." I took in everything she just said. She was right I am straight, but why was the only thing I wanted to do kiss her?

I started to lean in anyways and I got centimeters away from her lips.

"Santana, don't do this if this isn't what you want. You have never been with a girl. I found that out tonight."

I leaned in and kiss her anyways. Its soft, it's tender, and it's completely emotion filled. She put her hands on my hips and held me in place. I had never felt like this from a kiss before. That kiss was just . . . . . . . . . Perfection.