Dear Diary,

Regionals is coming up…I'm so nervous. I don't think I have ever been this nervous about a competition in my life. I think because I actually care about it this time. Not like I have never cared about Cheerios competitions, but we always win those…so I guess it has become boring. Except to Santana, she always gets extremely excited whenever we win Cheerios competitions. At school the next day she actually pantsed me in the hallway. That's right Diary, Santana Lopez full on pulled down my skirt and my area down under was practically shown to the entire school.

"You seem to be in a good mood." I noticed Santana acting rather cheery this morning at school. Usually she would be angry and bitchy in the mornings, but today she had a giant smile on her face.

We stopped at her locker, "Winning nationals was probably the best thing that could have happened to me, I feel on top of the world or something." She said. Santana grabbed a few books and shoved them in her backpack.

"I thought so, you have been bouncing around like a kanga." I replied.

"…roo?" Santana continued to say like I was missing something from my sentence.

I looked at her, "Who?"

"Kangaroo?" she said looking at me confused.

"What?"

"…Never mind." She finished.

"Congratulations on winning nationals." Quinn walked up to us shyly and nodded.

"Thank you ever so much." Santana said with a smile and shut her locker.

Quinn squinted her eyes, "Is something wrong with her?" she said looking at me.

I shrugged, "Winning makes her happy."

"Too bad you weren't there to share our happiness." Santana said to Quinn with a smirk. "However, I'm sure if there was a pregnant girl on our team, the judges would have given us last place."

"I guess winning still won't change the fact that you're a bitch." Quinn smirked. "I just wanted to congratulate you, I guess I'll see you two lesbians later."

"Yeah, fuck you bitch." Santana said under her breath. "Well now that that bitch is gone I can now continue to be happy again. Shall we?" Santana said holding up her pinky. I grabbed it in acceptance and we trotted down the hallway.

"You two, over here, now." Coach Sylvester was standing by her office as we were passing by. We both stopped and followed her inside, taking a seat in front of her desk.

"I wanted to congratulate you two for helping the team win nationals."

Santana smiled, "Thank you."

Coach Sylvester continued, "I am so impressed by your controlling leadership Santana that I am now promoting you to head cheerleader."

I think I saw Santana's eyes widen to the size of watermelons when Coach Sylvester said that. She looked like she could tackle Coach Sylvester with a giant hug.

"Thank you so so much Coach, I won't let you down." Santana smiled.

"Now I encourage you to join the massive amounts of shirtless male Cheerios running around the halls in celebration." She pointed us out of her office.

Coach Sylvester was right. There were tons of guys from the team running around with their shirts off in the halls screaming.

"Why do I feel like I need to take off a piece of clothing to continue this celebration?" I said looking at all the shirtless boys.

"I would be running around shirtless showing off my hot six pack abs if I were one of them right now." Santana replied. "I'm head cheerleader! This day could not get any better."

"You would definitely be a hot guy." I replied imagining the thought. "I would just rip off your shirt during this celebration to see your hot six pack abs…not like you don't have them already." At that moment one of the male Cheerios rammed into me, making me drop one of my books in my hand.

"I would probably make-out with you in front of this entire school if I were a guy." Santana chuckled.

I bent down to get my book that fell on the ground, trying my best not to get trampled by oncoming Cheerios.

"You have a hot ass." Santana said. I could feel her glaring at my butt as I bent down. I grinned and grabbed my book.

"Thanks." I smiled as I got back up to meet her.

Santana just grinned, "And if I were a guy, I would probably do this." Before I knew it Santana grabbed the sides of my skirt and yanked them downwards. She ran away to join the other members of the squad. I screeched and tried to cover up my underwear. Good thing I decided to wear my skimpiest pair today…not.

"Santana Lopez I'm going to get you!" I screamed and began to chase after her. I began to pull up my skirt as I ran past Mr. Schue who was witnessing all this madness.

"Hi Mr. Schue." I quickly waved as I sprinted by. He just rolled his eyes and went back into the choir room.

What started off to be a good day kind of turned into a horrible one. Coach Sylvester told us that she was going to be a judge at the Glee club regionals. The judges are supposed to be celebrities, but is Coach Sylvester even a celebrity? What is a celebrity anyways?

"I'm going to crush Glee club." Coach Sylvester said at the end of practice. Santana and I looked at each other. Would she really do that?

"This sucks." I said as Santana and I grabbed our stuff from the locker rooms. "Glee club is actually fun."

Santana looked at me, "Come on, it's not that fun right?"

"You're mean." I replied and continued to mope. "We did all this hard work for nothing." I could already feel my eyes tearing up.

Santana pulled me into a hug, "Don't be sad Britt. We will still have fun in Glee club, promise."

"But it will be over." I said muffed in Santana's shoulder. She pulled me up to look at her.

"Don't listen to what Coach Sylvester said, it will be okay." She smiled and wiped a tear off my face. "We should get going, we have to pick out the set list at Mr. Schue's house tonight."

Sitting in that room really made my heart sink. I never realized how much I really liked Glee club before until I saw everyone crying. It was one of the saddest moments of my life, even more sad than that time I thought Clyde died, but found out he was only sleeping. I mean, it was like the most depressing thing I have ever seen…

"Coach Sylvester's one of the judges, she's going to crush us." Artie said.

Mr. Schue looked at him, "Artie, you don't know that."

"Yes we do, she told us at Cheerios practice." Santana replied taking a seat next to me.

"Yeah, she said, I'm going to crush Glee club." I said.

"The whole freaking year, all that hard work for nothing." Puck replied.

Tina started crying, "I'm sorry, I just really love you guys."

I've never heard anyone say that about me before. Even if she wasn't talking directly to me, I never realized how much we all cared for each other. Before Glee club I probably hated everyone in the room.

"Wait, who says it's going to be over?" Finn said from across the couch.

"Please, do you think Puck and Santana are gonna even acknowledge my existence once we're not in Glee club together anymore?" Mercedes replied.

"She has a point." Puck said looking up from the couch.

"Well that was the most depressing thing I have ever seen." Santana said while all of us walked out of Mr. Schue's house.

"What are we going to do once it's over?" Rachel said from behind us. "I will become even more invisible than I already am."

"Me too." Artie said.

"Come on guys, it won't be that bad." Santana replied.

"Please, you are like the most popular girl in school, of course it won't be that bad for you. You will probably be even more popular than you are now because you don't have us Glee club losers to bring you down." Mercedes said and walked past us. "But for us five," she said looking at Rachel, Artie, Tina and Kurt, "We will go back to being nobodies."

"I'll still talk to you." I said with a smile.

"We'll see if you keep your word." Kurt replied.

Why wouldn't I keep my word Diary? I mean, I would still talk to everyone no matter what. It seems stupid to leave a friend just because a club would be over…right? I hate high school sometimes, all these stupid rules about being popular and stuff. I mean, where did these rules come from? Is there a rulebook out there somewhere that I don't know about? I would like to try and read it if it is ever found…founded? Regionals in two days! I will talk to you later Diary, stay awesome.

Love Brittany

REVIEW! and thank you to miknge for reminding me about the pantsing part! Only a few more chapters coming up...I haven't decided yet if I will continue into the second season, I've been so busy lately so I may end at the first.