Santana dropped Brittany off at the right classroom. The one she should be going to. She was even nice enough to walk Brittany to her usual chair, give her a quick kiss on the cheek, then leave to find Brittany's class.

When she got to the right classroom, Santana sat down in Brittany's chair. She knew all of Brittany's classes and where she sat in them by heart. As class started, she zoned out. What would happen if they went back to the carnival tomorrow, and the psychic was still sick? Santana sighed, she couldn't call anybody. The town office would just know if it's open or not. Brittany will have been out of her classes for three straight days. This means a lot of study nights. Actual study nights. It would take a lot of focus and will power from each of the girls.

Meanwhile, Brittany was zoned out of Santana's class after trying to pay attention for a little bit. Trying had ended up in her getting a small headache so she focused on other things. Decided to go with one of her favorite past times, doodling, she pulled out Santana's notebook. As she opened it, a folded up piece of paper fell out.

Who was Santana writing notes to? The one Santana wrote in Spanish was being held onto by Brittany.

Curious, Brittany unfolded the paper. A big smile immediately came to her face. It was Santana's doodle paper from the previous class. There were ducks, hearts, rainbows, and even something that slightly resembled a unicorn on it. S + B was written in random places all over the paper. In a corner, there was another note.

Brittany,

I love you. I can't say that enough ever since you officially became mine. This is a weird situation we are in, but I'm in it with you. I wouldn't want to be in it with anyone else. I love your banging bod so being stuck in it is pretty awesome. I'm proud of all that you do and soon we will be out of here and starting our own life and I can't wait. Keep looking towards that if you ever get down. I'll always be here if you need me.

Love, Santana

Small tears of love and joy crept down her tanned face. She quickly wiped them away when she noticed people looking at her funny. Brittany couldn't help but ask how she had gotten such a wonderful girlfriend who adores her. The very few times that they spent the night apart, Santana would always text her in the morning as soon as she woke up saying 'good morning beautiful' or 'I miss waking up to you, gorgeous'. Santana would also have been the last person she would text before she fell asleep.

Each girl was left to her own thoughts until the bell rang. Santana was on her way to get Brittany, slightly more worried about the fact that Esmeralda might not be better tomorrow. Brittany was overjoyed still thinking about how wonderful Santana was as she waited outside the classroom for Santana to pick her up.

Mercedes then came up to Brittany with a confused face.

"Santana, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be getting Brittany from her class before she gets lost?"

"Um...no."

"Are you guys fighting or something? What did you do?"

"What makes you think Sant- I mean I would be the one to do something wrong? Brittany is the clueless one." Brittany said this because she knew what other people thought of her. Why would they think Santana, the sweetest girl ever, would do something wrong?

"Ok, now I know something is wrong. You would never say anything negative towards Brittany on purpose. Also, Brittany could burn Breadstix down and you would blame the restaurant while if anybody else did, you would murder them."

"Uh...well..."

Santana was coming down the hall when she saw Mercedes talking to Brittany, the latter wearing a scared face.

"Hey San, let's go?" Santana looked into Brittany's eyes. Even when they were chocolate and not the sky blue she was used to, she could read them. Brittany was worried, probably about slipping up in their pretending. Her eyes showed relief when they locked into the blues of Santana.

"Yes, let's go!"

As the girls linked pinkies this time, Mercedes just watched them walk away. She knew Brittany and she knew Santana. Something was different about those two today. Mercedes, unlike Quinn, decided to just ignore it with the excuse that everybody has weird days.

The two girlfriends made their way back to their lockers. Now, they had a free period with each other and that would give them a chance to take a break from their faking. Santana turned to Brittany after they put their stuff in their lockers.

"What do you want to do now, babe?"

"Can we just find somewhere to relax and cuddle a little bit"

Santana smiled at Brittany's adorableness. "Of course, come with me."

Santana knew a great place to relax in. They made their way over to the science part of the school. One of the classrooms had an attached greenhouse and outer park area. There was so much plants in bloom this time of the year that they could easily have some privacy. It was Tuesday, meaning that most of the science classes would be in their rooms lecturing today. When Brittany realized where they were going she started to bounce a little with excitement. She loved this little area of the school.

They made their way to the center of the gardens where there were a few benches situated in various spots. Santana had managed to grab a blanket that she had stowed away near the greenhouse for times when Brittany wanted to come out here.

Santana laid out the blanket and then she fell back on top of it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath while enjoying the sun. It was only a short moment later that Brittany joined her, cuddling into her side with a sigh of contentment.

The girls lay in silence for awhile, just enjoying the break from everything. Brittany smiled when she felt Santana's fingers stroking through her hair. It was one of her favorite feelings in the world. All of her favorite things in the world had to do with Santana if she thought about it.

"Sany?"

"What do you need babe?" The stroking stopped, ready to comply with any request her girlfriend had.

"Can you sing for me?" Santana went back to running her fingers through her favorite blonde hair.

"Any special requests?"

"Nope. Anything as long as you are singing it."

Santana went through a list of songs in her head. She decided on one of Brittany's favorites. She grabbed Brittany's hand with her free one and started to softly sing.

I just want you close
Where you can stay forever
You can be sure
That it will only get better

You and me together
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'cause
Everything's going to be alright
People keep talking they can say what they like
But all i know is everything's going to be alright

Santana loved the way she could feel Brittany smile against she chest where the blonde's head rested.

No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel for you

When the rain is pouring down
And my heart is hurting
You will always be around
This I know for certain

As Santana was about to continue her song, they were interrupted.

Quinn had decided she couldn't wait until later to figure this out. She had been zoned out all first and second period trying to figure out what was going on between her two friends. Faking sickness and a trip to the nurse, she went looking for the two girls she was interrupting now.

"Um sorry to barge in on your love fest here..."

"No you're not." Brittany did not snap at people that easily. Quinn was once again sure that something was up. Santana was cursing herself for snapping. It was just a habit when it came to Quinn.

"I need you, Brittany. I'm having trouble with some choreography." Santana had some inner panic going on. She was not the dancer, but she sure as hell looked like the dancer.

"Can Santana come with?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"She always makes fun of me. That will just confuse me more." Santana sighed. Little did Quinn know, nobody would make fun of them. Brittany was too nice too and Santana was supposed to be acting nice.

"Ok. I'm kind of sore today, so I might not be at my best."

"That's ok, let's just go." Quinn already starts walking away so Santana takes this opportunity to whisper into Brittany's ear.

"I'll see what she wants. Just stay here and relax. I'll come and get you before next period."

"Mk Sany. Love you." Brittany was almost ready to fall asleep. All of the pretending had really worn her out.

"Love you too, babe."

Santana jogged to catch up with Quinn. As soon as an empty classroom came up, she was pulled inside.

"Look Britt, I'm not here to learn dance moves. I want to know what is up with you and Santana."

So that was her motive. Now Santana was happy to be able to play Brittany. Quinn thought she would take advantage of her girl? No way.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Quinn." Santana smiled at the innocent voice she used. Brittany always used it to get out of trouble.

"Don't play innocent Brittany. You know what I mean. Something happened between you two and I want to know what's going on."

"Quinn, I really have no idea what you mean." Santana decided to have some fun. "If you want to know what me and Santana have been up to, well yesterday we ditched school and went to a carnival. When we got back, we went to my house. I gave her a strip tease. It got Santana really hot and then we-"

"Ok, I do not want to know that. Focus, Britt. You always go off telling me about your adventures with Santana when I try to get something from you I shouldn't know."

'So this happens often' Santana thought. Quinn was going to have some very unfortunate things happen to her now that Santana knows she takes advantage of Brittany.

"Quinn, Santana wouldn't like it if she knew you were talking to me like this."

"Well, Santana isn't here. You know you won't tell her because then we won't get to hang out as much. We've been over this before." 'Hell no, you are not going to be hanging out with her as much' was Santana's immediate thought.

"I'm going to go. There is nothing wrong with me or Santana."

"I know there is because you keep saying Santana, not Sany or San or something else like that."

Crap. Quinn was good.

"Bye Quinn." Santana practically ran out of the room. She was determined to get back to Brittany as soon as possible. They had some things to discuss.

Quinn, however, was not satisfied. This was only her first plan. She would find out what was really going on with her friends.

A*N – I'm sorry I broke my streak of updating daily. I actually started a small Brittana Easter story that I needed to get down before I forgot it all!

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