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We put on the stupid gowns and the ridiculous hats and Brittany laughed as we stood looking at ourselves in the same mirror. I hugged her tightly.
"We made it Britt."
"Yea, I guess we did." She smiled brightly and drew me in closer.
One more day at William McKinley High School and then it was finished. No more daunting school halls, no more Cheerio's and no more worries. I literally pulled my grades out of the ground for mine and Brittany's futures sakes and got a scholarship to NYU for Law. I didn't think Law would suit me but Brittany of course said it was perfect, she was biased. I checked the clock and we had about forty minutes until go time. I wasn't nervous, Santana Lopez didn't get nervous.
I drove Brittany to school for the last time. We pulled up in the car park for the last time. We walked through the halls for the last time. We made out in the janitors closet for the last time. We sat together in Coach Sylvester's office for the last time. We sang in the choir room for the last time. We hid under the bleachers for the last time. I guess I was gonna miss this place. Then I realised it, Brittany was the only thing that made this school bearable. She was literally the one thing that kept me going; I'm going to remind her how amazing she is every day. We get to go out into the world now and actually have a future; I can't wait.
We headed back towards the crowds that had gathered on the football field. All the parents and teachers were there including my own parents, who had actually decided to show up for once.
"Mija." My mother called. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
I looked to Brittany who gave me a reassuring smile and pushed me on my way.
"Santana, I was talking to Brittany's parents and-" I decided just to cut in there.
"Look I'm really blessed to have found her so I don't even-"
"Estoy feliz por ti, mi amor." She said it so fast I almost didn't catch it, almost.
"What?"
"I'm happy for you. Your Papi will take time but right now, if you're happy so am I."
I hugged her. Not just some stupid hug, like a meaningful one and I held her close for the better part of five minutes. I hadn't seen the women for almost a month now, but I wanted her back in my life. I needed to thank Brittany's mom big time. Brittany then came wandering over and I slid my arm around her waist. My mom leaned over and whispered in Brittany's ear she then kissed her on the forehead and returned to my father.
"What did she say to you?" I looked to Brittany.
"That if you ever break my heart, she'll kill you." Brittany giggled.
"What the fuck." I laughed along with her.
We walked over and took our seats in the front row. Principal Figgins made a little speech and acted like he cared and then read the scholarships out. Rachel got one to both Juilliard and NYU, Quinn got one to NYU and Harvard. Yes, Quinn Fabray got a Harvard scholarship, how? I really don't know. Mike also got one to Juilliard thanks to dance and Brittany was seriously jealous. I promised her if she wanted to go to Juilliard I would get her into Juilliard to this she smiled and kissed me full on the mouth. Because my Britts gets what she wants. I blushed a little and tried my hardest to concentrate on the speech. Principal Figgins finished up and handed it over to the valedictorian, Rachel Manhands RuPaul Treasure Trail Berry, this was going to be painful.
You know if I'm honest it wasn't all that painful, until of course, it was. She stood confidently talking nonstop and I looked to Brittany every five minutes to make sure she was still awake. Her eyes were glazed and I could tell she had completely forgotten where she was. I put my hand on her thigh and she came back to reality.
"San?"
"Britt, you gotta try and listen ok?"
She nodded and looked back to Rachel who was still going about her one true dream; something about being the younger, more famous and more efficient Barbra Streisand. She wishes.
"I would like to finish this valedictorian speech with thanks to my fellow classmates. I would like to thank Finn Hudson, for being a solid leader on and off the football field. Then to Mercedes Jones for showing me the true meaning of soul, and to Kurt Hummel for unmatchable bravery in the face of adversity and for his esteemed fashion knowledge. Thank you to Tina Cohen-Chang for helping the New Directions achieve what they have and to Noah Puckerman for showing us at Glee the many different sides of Puck. And then to you Artie Abrams who gave us a new perspective to look at and to Quinn Fabray who rarely faltered and was nothing but impressive through her trials and tribulations here at McKinley High.
Well thank god no mention I mean seriously, like I want to be mentioned in Berry's sappy speech.
"And how could I forget the two that are never mentioned without each other. Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce, the two that have truly come through some tough times and I'm sure the future will bring nothing but success and prosperity. Thank you two for being yourselves, and good luck with you budding relationship."
I am going to kill her. I took a quick survey around of the parent's faces and yes everyone one of them was as shocked as the last. I looked to Brittany whose face had scrunched in confusion. Apparently Manhands hadn't got the memo on the fact that only the students at McKinley High knew about us. Fuck sake. I put my arm around Brittany and the tension in her shoulders relaxed. I heard some mutters and sneers from the crowd but I literally didn't care, they didn't understand.
Rachel wrapped her speech up quickly after that and Principal Figgins retook the stage to hand out the diplomas. Brittany went before me and I felt her hand slip out of mine as her name was called.
"Brittany Pierce."
She got a thunderous applause because about three quarters of the audience really didn't think Brittany would get out of high school. I helped her a lot but then again she tried a hell of a lot harder this year. I watched her as she was handed her little scroll. I didn't know I was crying until the tear slid off my cheek. I was so proud of my little dancer. I wiped my cheek quickly as I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"You ok S?" Quinn smiled.
"Yea I got this, well done on Harvard Q." I praised her.
"Thanks San, but I was thinking of going to NYU instead."
"What Q you can't-"
"Santana Lopez." I heard bellowed across the microphone.
"We'll talk later, go get that diploma." She spun me and I walked out onto the stage.
I walked towards Principal Figgins, Mr Schuester and Coach Sylvester
Figgins just shook my hand and nodded as he handed over the diploma.
"Hey Santana, make sure whatever you do, you use that voice of yours." Mr Schuester chirped as her shook my hand.
Coach Sylvester put a hand on my shoulder and spoke. "You know S, you may have been hiding the largest melons I have ever bore witness to under your shirt but you did remind me of a young Sue Sylvester. And yes Santana if you think this is hard, it is hard."
I smiled and moved off the stage to Brittany who awaited me. She kissed me and the tears fell freely.
"Its ok San, I'm here." I smiled into the kiss.
When we had finished our little moment I looked over to the gathering at the rows of seats, we walked towards Brittany's parents who were talking to my own. The conversation seemed to be calm instead of the usual enraged shouting match.
"Mijas." My mother wrapped an arm around both of us.
"Hello darlings." Regina said who hugged us after my mother was finished.
"We're so proud of you." She continued on.
Brittany put an arm around my waist and played with the fabric on my hip. Her eyes surveyed me and I nudged her slightly giving her an 'my eyes are up here' look. She smiled and we got back to the conversation.
"We'll let you go and have fun with your friends, we have a lot to talk about." My mami said as she looked towards Regina who simply nodded.
I could see my father talking to Brittany's but I didn't dare go over to him.
"Enjoy the night girls." I heard Regina say as we started off.
We walked over to the Glee crew and they were all ranting about scholarships. I saw Rachel and saw red at the same time. Brittany could sense this and she stepped in front of me and spun round to look me in the eye. She cupped my cheek and smiled.
"She didn't know it's not her fault."
"What?"
"San, I know you." And that's all she said.
When in the hell did Brittany get all deep? I mean it was cool but maybe she could give me a heads up the next time she wants to go all metaphorical on me.
"I just want to talk to her." I shrugged her off gently.
I made my way over and grabbed Rachel by the shoulder. She was slightly stunned and was easier to move. I pulled her out of the group and we sat down in two free chairs.
"What the hell was that? Decided to out us to the whole town Berry?" I snapped.
"I'm sorry Santana; I really thought you and Brittany had announced your current relationship status to our constituents."
"Well sorry that we don't feel the need to announce everything we do to this town just because we're gay. You better count yourself lucky that Brittany doesn't get pissed over stuff like this, because even though we've graduated, I'm not below kicking your ass."
"Again, I'm sorry Santana, I wasn't thinking." She said apologetically.
"No you weren't but seen as your going be famous in a couple of years and I'm gonna want tickets to the best Broadway shows for me and Britt, it's cool."
"Was that a complement?"
"No... I don't care, just apologise to Brittany and we'll leave it at that."
I'm losing it... I literally admitted that I thought Berry would be famous. Ugh I want to just punch myself in the face.
"I will do immediately and I will have those tickets for you Santana, don't worry about it." She winked. Ugh. "So you like Broadway?"
Yes that was Rachel Berry's attempt at small talk as we made our way back to the group.
"Of course I don't!" Yes I so did. "Brittany just likes all the singing and shit.
She nodded and sidled back into the group. I made my way behind Brittany and looped my hands behind her waist. I rested my head on her shoulder and took in the conversation.
"Party at Puck's tonight." Artie piped up.
"Yea that's cool with me." Puck added.
Brittany had gotten ready and my place and we headed over to Puck's fashionably late. Apparently it wasn't just the Glee kids that heard about the party, it was packed. We shuffled through the front door and through the masses of people. I greeted Puck with a hug and Brittany did the same. I grabbed us some drinks and we danced for a good half an hour. I was totally turned on at this stage and Brittany was as well; her dancing always sparked something in me. She grabbed my hand quickly and led me out to the quieter hall.
"Wanna go upstairs? She smirked devilishly.
"Ehm Yes!"
We raced upstairs to the nearest bedroom; it had a double bed so I was happy out. Brittany had already got half her clothes off in the first fifteen seconds of being in the room. She pulled at my dress and clasped her lips to mine. We fell onto the bed in a fumbled mess, and I wriggled out of my dress. Her hands roamed as usual and soon we were both completely naked. I lay back on the bed letting Brittany kiss every part of my body possible, it felt amazing.
She felt her way down between my thighs and glanced at me for moment. She then smirked and dove straight for my core. She nipped at my clit with her teeth and her tongue worked wonders in my slick folds.
"Oh... Brittany." I moaned as she continued.
Her fingers then joined in on the act, those miraculous fingers. They plunged into me and thrust themselves deeper with every try. The music was loud so I could scream, and scream I did. I moaned very vocally to what Brittany was doing to me. My hips buck rhythmically with her fingers and within an hour of being in Puck's house I came calling Brittany's name repeatedly.
She lay beside me, just staring lovingly into my eyes. She caresses my hair and whispered.
"You taste like maple syrup; can I have you on my pancakes?"
"Sure Britt, sure." I managed as I came down off my high.
I returned the favour and I can honestly say Brittany tasted like nothing I had ever experienced before. So sweet and such a delicate flavour, I totally want Brittany flavoured everything.
Moving out next... New York here we come. No pun intended.
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