Brittany
Brittany sat in the front of the bus. She sat next to Santana.
They had been driving for 5 hours now, and almost everyone was asleep, including Santana.
Brittany looked around, everyone close to her was sleeping.
Brittany was bored. She forgot to bring her comics, so she had to amuse herself.
She looked at Santana. She looked so peaceful. Her head was against the window and her black hair partly hang over her face. She was wearing her cheerios uniform and her fluffy black jacket. One of her hands was supporting her head, the other was on her seat.
Brittany looked at it. She hesitated. She wanted to take Santana's hand and fall asleep next to her. But Brittany couldn't find the courage to do so, even when Santana was asleep.
Brittany kept looking at her, wondering. Brittany always loved how Santana smiled at her, she always smiled at her no matter what. Even when Brittany hurt her, she would smile at her.
Brittany wasn't sure why. She hoped she knew why though. She hoped.
Brittany could feel how tired she was. She wanted to sleep. Brittany struggled to keep her eyes open. She looked at Santana while falling asleep.
Brittany fell asleep against Santana. Her head rested against Santana's arm.