Santana finally returned to the gardens. She found Brittany laying on the blanket in the same spot that it was before she left with Quinn. Brittany was sleeping so Santana decided to just sneak over and cuddle her from behind a little bit before the bell rang.

Just as she was getting comfy, she heard Brittany stir.

"Sany? Did you help Quinn without hurting her feelings or mentioning her lizard baby?"

"She didn't want to learn choreography. She was trying to get information about what is going on between us. I managed to leave before I spilled anything but does that happen often B?"

"Does what happen often?"

"Does she try to get things out of you that she isn't supposed to know?"

"Um...yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because even if she can be mean sometimes, I like being friends with Quinn. If I don't tell her then she will be mad at me. She promised me not to tell you because I know you don't like her knowing and I just hate when anybody is upset!"

"Calm down, babe. I know you hate when people are upset but you shouldn't let her take advantage of you. From now on, if she tries to get anything out of you, tell her to come talk to me instead, ok?"

"Ok. Can we just sleep a little more before class starts?"

"Sorry, the bell is going to ring in a bit here. Didn't you get enough sleep from that nap you took?"

"No. I did have a good dream though!"

"Tell me about it."

"Um..well.." Brittany tried to remember it all. There was so much going on she didn't know where to start. "Well, you were there with me. We were back in our own bodies and you were naked, that's how you usually are in all of my dreams. We were having a picnic in some gardens, kind of like this one. Maybe that's why I dreamed about it? Anyways, we ate and it was just us and some ducks came! We fed the ducks the extra bread we had and they just kind of hung out with us. The mommy duck was telling us all about her family and how her ducklings were honor students and one was a cheerleader! Then a unicorn came. His name was Turbo, because he could run really really fast!"

The bell rang, interrupting Brittany. Santana was kind of disappointed. She actually loved to hear Brittany ramble on about her crazy dreams. It was absolutely adorable in her opinion though if anybody besides Brittany knew, she would probably injure them.

"Let's go, babe. We have history next. Try not to fall asleep, though. I know you are tired and you fall asleep in that class like we were praying in there or something."

"I'll try!"

During history, the girls sat at their usual table in the back. Today they were watching a movie. Santana started to think of ways to keep Brittany awake. She smiled when one of her favorite ways came to mind.

"Hey B?"

"Yea?"

"Are you going to stay awake?" Santana asked as she trailed her fingers slowly up Brittany's thigh. She stopped before she actually reached where Brittany wanted to be and just drew light circles there.

"What are you doing, Sany?" Brittany practically whimpered out her question. Santana put on a smirk that looked a little out of place on the pale, blonde's face but she made it work. She wasn't sure if Brittany's question was more for what she was doing or why she wasn't continuing.

"Are you going to be able to be quiet?" Santana let her fingers go a little closer to the heat she could feel.

"Y-yes!" The answer was almost moaned out. It was followed by a small groan when Santana's fingers disappeared. Brittany gave her a questioning look as Santana got up. Brittany watched her go over towards the teacher's desk and bend over it a little. Her mouth went a little dry as she imagined her girlfriend in that same pose only with a lot less clothes on.

When Santana turned around and made her way back, Brittany's mind was still in the gutter. Mesmerized by the way Santana was swinging her hips and strutting with confidence and a glint in her eye, she only vaguely registered their history teacher starting the movie and leaving the room.

"Got him taken care of, where were we?"

"Where did he go?"

"I told him about the cake in the teacher's lounge. He is probably running his chubby ass down the hall now."

"Sany, he's our teacher. You can't call him a chubby ass even if he is one" Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and pulled it to the space between her legs. "and we were right here!"

"Oh yea." Santana looked around and made sure no perverts were watching them. Most of the class that sat in the back with them were already sleeping. The other half who sat in front were actually watching, some even taking notes. 'Nerds!' Santana thought as she got back to work.

She moved her hand up and pushed Brittany's spanks and flimsy underwear aside. Santana was met with wet heat. Thinking Brittany must have put her mind in the gutter after she first teased her, Santana decided she would tease her girl a little more. She moved to her ear, after all, one of Brittany's favorite quotes was "use your words!"

"B, you're so wet. All of this for me?" Santana moved her fingers around Brittany's clit, never actually touching it. She moved down to tease her entrance but never actually went inside. Santana could see the effect she had on Brittany, who had a flushed face, a parted mouth, and a heavy breathing pattern.

"Y-yes. Always for you." Brittany managed to choke out without making any tell-tale noises.

"I love it. I always get this wet for you when I see you dance, did you know that? You always move your body in such a way that is so so sexy." Santana finally started rubbing slow circles on Brittany's clit. She got a stifled but appreciative moan in response. Brittany was struggling to stay on her chair and not buck her hips too much. Santana noticed Brittany had managed a subtle push and pull motion into her hand.

"Trying to make me go harder, huh babe? Do you want everybody to notice and turn around and watch me fuck you in class?" On the word fuck, Santana finally entered Brittany. Brittany knew that at any moment, somebody could in fact turn around and start watching. She was enjoying it too much to care, though and besides, it kind of turned her on. Who knew she could get this wet in history class?

It wasn't long before Santana's dirty talk, the thought of being caught, and Santana's wonderful fingers brought Brittany to her orgasm. She had to turn in her chair a little, which sent Santana's fingers deeper, just so she could bite her girlfriend's shoulder in hopes of quieting herself.

As Santana brought her down, a very unwelcome guest entered their classroom. Brittany tried to get her breathing steady as Santana tried to figure out what Quinn was doing here. She quickly cleaned her fingers off as she noticed the other cheerleader head down the aisles towards them.

"Where is your teacher?"

"Probably wolfing down his fifth piece of cake by now. He could rival you where you were preggers."

"Ok, what the hell is going on here? Brittany, you would never say that. Has Santana gotten you brainwashed or something?"

"N-no. She would never do that to me." 'Fuck, fuck, fuck.' That was the only word going through Santana's mind as she realized what she just did. At least Brittany was smart enough to stay silent, unlike her. Why did Quinn have to be such a bitch and force her to be mean?

While Santana was having an inner monologue, Quinn was having one of her own. She had came here for a reason, but she was going to use it to her advantage. Her decision may be a long shot, but it was worth a try.

"Santana, Coach sent me to come get you."

"W-what does she want with me?" Brittany was scared. Coach Sylvester hardly talked to her alone because she usually never understood what was being said. Coach always talked about stories that made her confused in history class and said big words she didn't exactly understand. Santana was always there with her. Santana however, got called in to Coach's office all by herself a few times. How was Brittany going to act like her more confident counterpart?

"We both know she would never tell me. I'm just her damn gopher. Go find out."

Brittany looked to Santana for any kind of guidance. Unfortunately, her girlfriend didn't know what to do. If Brittany stayed with her, Coach would get pissed at being ignored. If Brittany went, she might spill their secret. She ended up giving a slight nod, and Brittany left.

Quinn noticed Santana was walking in a Brittany-like fashion. She looked down nervously but still moved with light, graceful steps. Normally, when Santana was called to coach she had her head held high and walked with confident strides. It was one of the many reasons Quinn sometimes wanted to punch her.

Once again Quinn found an empty classroom and pulled her 'friend' inside.

"Look, I just want to know why my two best friends are acting all weird. I took you by yourself because now you can tell me without having to worry about Brittany knowing."

Brittany stayed silent. Santana was a confident person and she had no idea how to play that right now because she was still worrying about her meeting with Coach.

"Are you going to talk to me?"

"I should be getting to Coach's office."

"Coach Sylvester doesn't want to see you. I made that up so I could get you away from your girlfriend for two seconds. Every time I am around you guys, you seem to panic. You've been acting the complete opposite of how both of you normally would. As a matter of fact, you're acting like each other!"

Brittany squeaked a little in surprise. Quinn had figured it out! Well, she didn't know she figured it out. Maybe Brittany could escape and not say anything.

Brittany thought up a plan to leave without Quinn noticing anything weird. Instead of a smooth exit, Brittany simply turned and ran. She was so worried about Quinn possibly figuring the switch out she hadn't been able to come up with any other strategy. Now she was also lost because she ran too much.

Brittany wandered around until she recognized that she was near her locker, went over to it, and curled into a ball on the floor by it. She would just wait for Santana here.

The other students all wondered why the confident Latina was curled into a ball by Brittany's locker. Nobody dared to ask with or without the weird rumors flying around.

A*N – Another chapter down. I love all of you who read this. If you've reviewed it, I can't thank you enough. I love feedback!

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