The new quarterback
Brett woke up exausted. He didn't get much sleep thinking about the fight he had with Santana. Also, why does Quinn not like him? He thought of ways to apologize to Santana.
He goes through the normal morning routine with getting Ty up and starting breakfast. After everyone is ready and at school, Brett heads to the highschool. Walking in, he fells nervous. Not only about the tryouts, also with Puck. Puck admitted Brett was at the top of his hitless. He wasn't scared of Puck, but he hated drama so much. His one goal was to steer clear from it but it seems he's only able to attract it. Which only meant more violence.
Brett walks into Spanish and to his seat, he still sits beside Santana and is waiting for her to show up. He was lost in his thoughts thinking of how to get her to talk to him, when Mike came up.
"Hey man, Dante said you were trying out for quarterback? Congrats man, I can't wait to see what you got." Mike pats his back hard then leaves to go to his seat. The bell rings and Mr. Schuster and the final students including Santana walk in and sit down.
Brett waits for her to look at him, but she never does. She just opens her book and stares up to the front of the class. Brett shoots his shot.
"Hey." He says.
Santana doesn't respond, nor acknowledge him. So he tries again.
"Snatana." He says a little louder.
She still didn't budge. Brett just sighed loudly, sitting quietly for a few minutes then decided another approach.
"Fine, don't acknowledge me. I just wanted to say I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to talk about your personal life, which is none of my buisness. Just please don't ignore me, cus I like being your friend." He said still looking to the front.
Santana sat their, continuing to stare at the front of the classroom. Brett knew she heard him, he saw her hand stop tapping the table when he was talking. He decided to give her a few minutes to reply.
When she didn't brett got annoyed. "Seriously santana just-" he said wisper yelling until she cut him off.
"Stop! Just stop, I told you to leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you, so shut up before I break your arm." She whisper yelled back. She still didnt look at him, but he could tell she was pissed.
Brett just left it, he gave up and put his head on his desk. He ended up being so tired that he got woken up to someone slapping his head.
He shot up in his seat almost falling over. He rubbed the back of his head looking around to who hit him. When he turned toward his left, he saw Santana sitting there laughing with her hand covering her smile while trying not to laugh to loud. Brett gave her a confused look. He was mad at first for getting hit, but seeing her smile, it reminded him of when she stayed over in the summer. She seemed relaxed and happy, gosh that laugh made him happy.
"What was that for?" He asked still giving her a confused look.
"Mr. Schuster said to partner up with your desk neighbor for the homework. So hurry up and do it." She said returning back to her angry state.
Brett was completely lost, first she was angry, then happy, then back to angry? How could someone's mood change so fast.
He then tried to ask her a question. "So what are we doing?"
She looked to him and gave her best annoyed look.
"I told you, were partners for this worksheet, so do it. And stop looking at me." She said still very angry.
Brett looked around the room and spotted Puck starring at them, he was giving Brett a diry look as he started cracking his nuckles.
Brett just looked back to the worksheet and did the work. He didn't know what he was doing, but he did his best. He was smart and good at school, always getting B's and A's, but Spanish was his weakness.
The bell rang for the class to end and brett quickly tried to finish the last question to hand it in as the other students got up and left. He managed to scribble something down and head to his next class.
Second period flew by fast, before he knew it, it was now lunch.
Heading to the change room Brett met up with Dante and Mike.
"Ehh, there you are. I was worried you wouldn't show." Dante said walking up beside Brett.
"Of course not, you convinced me, i didn't know you were on the team mike." Brett said excited to maybe be on a team with his friends.
"Yea so is Sam, and Finn." Mike said just as excited.
"This is going to be fun." Dante said before leaving the change room. Brett started to get changed into his equipment, since he was new here he just used his old jersey.
Brett was last out, he took a deep breath and walked to the back field. He saw a large group of guys by the right side of the field. On the left side it looks like the cherios are already in their practice.
When Brett got to the group he heard Coach Beiste talking.
"Allright boys, I have all your names down for the positions you all want. Now, you know our captain Dante here will be helping me choose people for the positions. So no hard feelings or tears. Okay let's go." Coach beiste yelled.
For the first 30 minutes the guys did running, throws, and kicks. The Coach got the guys to show off their skills for the positions they wanted. Quarterback being last.
"Okay now quarterback. Puck and Pierce, up to the line." Coach yelled.
"What? Pierce is trying out for quarterback. Thats ridiculous, coach you know thats my position." Puck yelled.
"Were gonna see what he's got, if your so good then you have nothing to worry about. Okay let's start with throws. Puck your first!" Coach yelled back.
Puck got ready to throw the ball, Dante ran down the field to recieve the ball. Puck threw it slightly curving in the end, so Dante had to really reach for it.
"Okay Pierce your up!" Coach yelled.
Brett got ready and threw the ball. It went further then Pucks and was perfectly straight to Dante.
Everyone was watching and was supprised on how easy it looked for him.
The cherios on the other side of the field were on a 5 minute break watching the guys.
"Wow he's pretty good." A cherio said.
"Yea, I mean he looked nerdy the other day and the hoodie made him look fat. But in that tight jersey, mmmmmm. He's got a nice body." Another cheerio said, causing them all to agree.
Santana and Quinn just stood there watching.
"So whats with you and Puck?" Quinn asked.
"Ugh, hes been an ass lately. He did it again, this time his excuse was he was mad at Brett." Santana said sipping her water watching Brett throw another ball.
"Is there something with you two? You seemed pretty close during dodgeball. But I heard from the girls you ripped him to shreds yesterday morning." Quinn said also taking a sip of water.
"Its a long story, we met in the summer. He helped me when, you know. I got slapped in the face, at the party. He let me crash at his place. He was really nice and gave me his room and everything. I was shocked." Santana said looking to quinn.
"Wow. I met him in the summer too, at the mall. He was real nice, and I didn't expect him to go here. Or else I wouldn't have talked to him." Quinn said putting her water down.
"Yea. Me neither. Puck was up my ass that night wondering where is was." Santana said following Quinn back to the group of girls.
"Okay ladies let's try this peramid again, and let's try to do it right!" Their coach Sue yelled into a megaphone.
Back at the boys, they finished the throwing. "Okay, let's do a scrimmage. Brett and Puck on opposite teams, your both the quarterbacks." Coach said blowing the whistle.
After about 10 minutes the scrimmage was almost done. Brett was throwing the ball, and everytime he did so he got tackled by Pucks goons, even after he managed to throw the ball. And it was hard.
"Okay guys last run." Coach yelled blowing the whistle.
They all lined up, and Brett called it. He was about to throw it when he saw an opening. He booked it down the field dodgeing everyone. Puck was furious and charged after him. As brett had 2 yards to go, Puck came out of nowhere and took him down. Puck then got up with the ball and took off running back to his team, celebrating since they won. Brett laid on the ground in pain. He was at one end of the field and the rest of the guys and coach were at the other end.
"Okay bring it in guys, come on Pierce." Coach yelled.
Brett got up to walk back when he heard someone scream.
"Carrie, stop moving or Santana is going to fall." Quinn yelled 2nd level from the top of the pyramid. Brett looked to see the girl move, causing Santana to wabble back and forth. Santana was at the top of the pyramid which was almost 17 feet in the air.
Brett saw Santana leaning back too much. He didnt even think, he just took off towards them. All the guys and coach noticed and watched him.
"Brett where the hell are you going?" The Coach yelled.
"Ha, he couldn't take losing to me. So he must be running away." Puck said laughing with his goons, till they all heard Santana scream. When they looked over they saw her fall back.
Brett was running as fast as he could, and just as he approached the pyramid, Santana was already falling. He ran and jumped up catching her mid air. He was able to secure her head and legs in his arms. As he was in the air, then he shifted his body so instead of landing forward onto his stomach he would land on his back with Santana as safe as possible.
He fell to the ground with Santana ontop of him, once he landed he got the air nocked out of him. All the guys rushed over to see if he was okay. The other cheerleaders also fell to the ground, not too far from Brett and Santana.
"Holly fuck, did he just." Mike asked.
"Yep, how the fuck did he do that? That move is nearly impossible to do with a ball, let alone a fucking human being." Sam said also shocked.
"Fuck, Santana!" Dante yelled sprinting down the field getting there first.
All the girls groaned and got up, seeing if Santana was okay.
"San are you okay?" Dante said grabbing her from Brett, helping her up. She was shocked and couldn't say anything.
He started to walk her off the field with Quinn and the other cherios in tow. While Sam, Mike, and the Coach went to look at Brett.
"Brett are you okay?" Sam asked
Brett just laid there trying to catch his breath.
"Hold up guys. Stand back. Steven go get the nurse, hey may have a broken rib. If not, then he might have gotten the wind knocked out of him.
Brett laid there looking up to the sky, he struggled to catch his breath. But he couldn't move, he was in so much pain. All he thought about was if Satana was okay.
Santana looked back at Brett as she was walked off the field by her brother, Quinn, and Coach Sue. All Sue was doing was yelling.
"How dare you girls almost kill my head cheerleader. 20 laps for everyone, GO!" She yelled to them.
The nurse showed up a few minutes later with two guys and a gurney to help Brett to the nurses office. Sam and Mike in tow.
"Okay boys, thats it for today. I'll post the list at the end of the day." Coach said walking off towards the nurses office.
Once in the nurses office Brett was starting to regain his movement and his breath.
"Woah, just lay down for a seccond okay? You could have bad injuries." Coach said holding Brett down as he kept trying to get up.
"No, is she okay? Did I catch her? FUCK!" Brett screamed getting mad.
"Brett bro, calm down. You got her, she's safe. But holy shit man. You were incredible." Mike said with a huge smile.
"What?" Brett asked trying to get up again.
"Yea, who knew you could do the turn tuck catch. Its like impossible to do. Professionals struggle to do it." Sam said still amazed at how Brett managed to do so with ease.
"I admit it Pierce, that was very impressive. But how did you know she was going to fall?" Coached asked, as Brett started to calm down.
"I did what?" Brett asked confused as the nurse started to look him over.
"You did this amazing trick that professionals struggle with. You jumped up, caught her and tuned while landing on your back. Its a whole new way to control the ball and keep it in a secure hold while in the air. You see, landing on your stomach you could have the ball bounce out of your grip. But on your back, you just got to hold it. And you did that with Santana. You like saved her life, or from breaking her neck." Sam said still excited.
"Is she okay?" Brett asked.
"Yes i think she will be fine. You took the whole fall, she didnt even touch the ground. It looked like you supported her properly before Dante ripped her off of you." Mike said.
"I will go see, you two stay here with Brett." Coach said as she left to go see Santana.
Both boys noded and were shooed off to the waiting room while the nurse checked Brett out.
"Looks like your okay, you only have a couple bruises but otherwise you were just winded. You should be fine to practice if you end up on the team." The nurse said to Brett as he hopped off the table.
"Thanks." He said walking to the guys in the waiting room.
They both stood up when they saw Brett. "So, are you okay?" Sam asked.
"Yea just some bruises. Nothing I can't handle." Brett said walking with the guys down the hall. It was halfway into third period. They thought they would just skip it. Seeing as the coach knew where they were. They went to shower and change back into their clothes. Once they finished, the bell rang and they headed to their lockers.
Bretts locker was located in a different hallway then Sam and Mike, so he was left to walk on his own. The 2nd bell rang notifying class was beginning. Brett was just leaving his locker when he got shoved into it.
"Hey, what the hell." He turned in pain, seeing Puck and his two goons standing there blocking him in. Puck had a vary angry look on his face.
"I told you to stay away from her. Then you go and pull a stunt like this? I'm going to tear you to shreds." Puck says with venum in his voice.
Brett closes his locker and tries to walk away, but Dave stops him and pushes him back.
"Please. She was falling, and I stopped her from breaking her leg or worse her NECK!" Brett yelled back.
"I dont care. I warned you." Puck said back.
Brett looked to see if anyone was near, and nope. It was just the four of them.
Brett looked up to the ceiling mumbling something. "Im sorry mum." Then he looked down to a confused Puck.
Brett started to walk forward, causing Puck to swing at him. Brett just blocked the punch and elbowed him in the gut, pushing him down. He turned to see Dave running at him. Swinging his arms, Brett just thought to himself, 'these guys fight with anger, no strategy. If they controlled it maybe they would get a hit in.'
Brett just dodged his punch and kicked his feet out, causing him to fall to the ground. Then he turned last seccond to see Jack approaching him. He did the same thing, and just swing with anger. Brett quickly dodged his punch bending down picking up his bag. He stood up and tossed it to Jack who caught it. He was confused, until he saw Bretts arm swing and pinched him right in the cheek nocking him over.
Brett stood there laughing, watching as they all groan and try to get up. Puck finds his footing and starts walking towards Brett again. "You fucker! I'm going to end you!" He yelled. Once again, just using his anger. Brett easily dodges Pucks punches again, adding a bit of dance moves to make it more fun for him. Finially Brett gave up and just punched Puck once more this time in the eye. Nocking him down grunting.
Brett looked at all three satisfied and bent down to grab his bag. When he turned to leave he heard someone from down the hall.
"Hey!" He turned to see Quinn walking toward him. Brett turned to walk away, seeing Puck and his goons get up quickly and run down the hall. All holding their wounds, but Quinn just yelled again.
"Brett, stop." She said.
He stopped and turned with a guilty look. "Okay I can explain that, they were going to fight me becuase, well. Becuade of lunch. Puck rather have Santana fall to the ground then me catch her, how ridiculous is tha-." Brett started but got cut off by Quinn.
"Stop, just follow me." Quinn said walking back down the hall from where she came from.
Brett stood there shocked and nervous. He knows Quinn hates him, and he found out from Mike early this morning that she's best friends with Santana. So much for Bretts luck.
He slowly followed her, scared to get to close.
The walk was quiet, and nerve wracking for Brett. He didn't know where he was going or whats going to happen.
He knew Santana is mad, she is probably pissed at him for catching her. She was so mad during Spanish. He waited for Quinn to say something, but she never did.
They approached the choir room and Quinn stopped Brett.
"Hey, I just wanted to say thanks. For catching Santana, I know if you didn't she would have gotten hurt badly. She's like my sister, I don't know what I would do without her." Quinn said opening the door, while nicely pushing him in.
"Its cool, I couldn't watch her fall. I would regret it if something bad happand to her-" Brett says to Quinn, cutting himself off when he turns to see Santana standing in the middle of the room. Quinn stands by the door while Brett abruptly stops in his tracks.
"Oh, um. I, um. Wrong room Quinn?" Brett askes in a shakey voice looking from Santana to Quinn.
"Nope." She says standing there waiting for the signal from Santana.
"I guess i'll just. Go." He said trying to leave but Quinn stops him.
"Nope stay, i'll leave." She said pushing him back into the room and closing the door locking it.
"Fuck, she locked it." Brett said under his breath before turning back to Santana. "Hey, so, um. Sorry for lunch. I knew you said to stay away but I couldn't just watch you fall. Puck already talked to me, so its cool i'll just try to avoid you from now on." Brett said rambling, until Santana stopped him.
"Brett stop. Its fine, I actually wanted to thank you." She said taking a step toward him.
"Really? You don't hate me?" Brett asks confused.
"How could I hate you, you saved me from breaking my neck. I, I'm sorry. Okay? For being an ass to you yesterday and this morning. Your just so nice and caring. Puck is such an asshole." She says sitting down.
"Its okay, I get why you were angry. I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have gone into your business. I just, I don't know why. But I have this instinct to help girls. I hate when they get disrespected. For some reason, I can't stop protecting you. Its like a reflex, like if I'm going to fall I will put my arms out to stop me. I guess thats why I'm always there?" Brett said pulling a chair and sitting infront of Santana looking to her.
"How did you know?" She asked starting to tear up.
"I, I don't know. I heard you scream, and, I guess I felt like something bad was going to happen. So I just ran, I didnt even notice until I caught you. Then I got the wind knocked out of me, but hey your okay. Thats all that matters." Brett says with his goofy smile.
This causes Santana to laugh a little and smile.
"There she is. Thats the girl I know from the summer." Brett says also laughing.
Santana just stares at him in awe.
"What?" He asks.
"Nothing your just a really nice guy." She says blushing and looking away.
Brett just smiles. "Yea, not according to Puck. Who hates me, i don't know why tho." Brett says shrugging it off and scratching his head.
"Yea, I cant say anything for him but I'm sorry for his shit. I tried to get him to cool off but he grabbed- I mean he didn't take it well." Santana said quickly correcting herself.
Brett noticed her slip up, but she was talking to him now. He didn't want her to build her walls up. "Yea, well just before I came here he tried to beat me up, him and his stupid friends." Brett said shaking his head.
"What? Him, dave, and Jack tried to jump you? Or did?" She asked him confused. He didn't seem injured at all, except for his red nuckles.
"Oh they did. They are just shit at fighting." Brett said standing up stretching.
"But you have no injuries, or even a scratch." She said still confused also standing up.
"No, I took them out. I hate violence, but what do you do when 3 guys approach you and threaten you for the 4th time this week. Its only Tuesday for god's sake." Brett said laughing.
"Im sorry. I'm really sorry about that. Gosh, I never say sorry." Santana says covering her face as her eyes start to water..
"Its okay, we can't all be tough all the time. It's okay to cry sometimes. It's not healthy to hold it all in." Brett said walking up to her.
Santana is now fully crying. "Its just, I was so scared. I thought I was going to break my neck. No one was there, I mean besides you. I didn't even see you running over." She said tears streaming down her face.
Brett just walked up to her and hugged her. "Its okay. Shhhhh, I'm here. I caught you. Your safe okay? You don't have to worry about it. I'll always catch you." He said hugging her tightly.
Then someone walked into the room, closing the door. Brett turned to see a tall guy with the same hair, skin, and eye colour as Santana and Dante. He had a beard and did not look impressed.
Brett quickly let go of Santana, she was confused as to why and stopped crying. "Hey someone is watching us." Brett whisperd to Santana, who slowly took her head off of his chest and looked over to see who was standing there. She let out a sigh and released Brett, she ran over to the guy crying.
Brett stood there shocked, and confused.
"I heard what happend hermanita. Are you okay?" The guy said hugging Santana tightly.
"Im okay Diego, Brett here caught me. He saved me from falling." Santana said
The guy turned to look at Brett as he continued to hug Santana. He held his hand out.
"Diego." Was all he said. Brett took his hand and shook it.
"Brett" he replied with a nod
"Thanks for catching my little sister. I have actually heard a lot about you from Dante." Diego said.
"Oh, all good I hope." Brett said nervously.
"Hahah, of course. He talked about how great you were with your moves, and didn't stop talking about how you were trying out as quarterback. I was busy today and wasn't able to be there but coach said I still have my spot on the team. I'm reciever, like Dante. We make a great team." Diego says with a smile.
Santana looks up to Diego slightly shocked, never in her life has she seen him talk to one of her guy friends. Right now he seemed happy talking with Brett. Usually he's rude and stuck up, seeing as no one is perfect for his little sister. Friends or not, he also hates Puck, can barely say one thing to him without getting mad.
"Woah thats great. Do you have any other siblings that go here Santana? Brett asked joking but also nervous another one will want to beat him up, like Dante almost did.
Santana just laughs. "Yea I have another older brother. His name is Carlos, he's 20." She says letting go of Diego and wiping her tears away.
"Oh, so your the only girl? In a house full of guys, how does Puck do it?" Brett asks joking.
Diego just laughs. "He tries, but not hard enough."
Brett joins in laughing, then he looks to Santana who raises her eyebrow at him. Brett gulps and replys.
"I mean, not that you need any assistance, your very capable on your own." He stutters out.
Diego just laughs at Bretts reaction. Until santana turns to him.
"Y-yea what Brett said. You don't need any help from us." He says also gulping.
Santana turns to Brett and smiles. "I have them wrapped around my finger. I always get what I want, expecially with being the only daughter, my father loves me the most." She says with a devil smirk. Then she walks back up to Brett and hugs him.
"Oh shit. I forgot about your dad." Brett says realizing how fucked he could get if he makes one wrong move.
Santana just laughs as Brett hugs her back. "Thank you, for catching me. I have to go now. I'll see you at home Diego. Santana says kissing her brothers cheek and leaving the classroom.
Now its just Brett and Diego left.
"So where is Dante. He just left with Santana at lunch, and I haven't seen him since." Brett asked a little nervous he might be mad.
"Oh, well he got mad becuase Santana almost got hurt. He's very protective over her, I mean we all are but they are twins. So he flipped. They sent him home, he should be back tomorrow. But I just wanted to say thanks in person. If your trying to get on the Lopez's good side, your heading in the right direction." Diego says with a wink. Then leaves.
"What?" Brett asks, but Diego was already gone.
Brett just leaves thinking about how Santana is now a friend, or he thinks she is. He even thinks Quinn and him could become friends. He hopes the days will start to get better.