AN: I kind of always wanted to write a multi-chapter Brittana fic and now that Glee is ending I thought now was as good a time as any seeing as we won't be seeing Brittana on our screens anymore :( Anyways, I hope you guys like it!

Chapter 1: House Party

Santana was currently unpacking her things while listening to music. She was at her parent's beach house in Florida where she had decided to get away for the summer. See she wasn't a normal 21 year old. Most people her age were in college or working a normal job. That wasn't the case for her. She was a singer whose career had skyrocketed two years ago after her best friend recorded her singing one of her original songs and then posted it to YouTube. After that, she quickly gained fans and started receiving offers from different record labels. She signed with Island Records and had just released her EP at the beginning of the year. Everything had happened so fast that she just needed a break so when her parent's offered up their beach house she jumped at the chance. On top of that, they also let her bring some friends with her.

"Yo Lopez, this place is huge. How come you never invited me here?" Noah Puckerman, or Puck as most people know him as, said as he came barging into her room.

Santana shot him an annoyed look.

"What the fuck Puck, don't you knock?! What if I was changing or something?"

Puck just laughed as he threw himself on the bed. "It's nothing I haven't seen before."

Santana picked up the pillow that was by her feet and threw it at him.

"Gross, do not remind me of my hetero days. I'm just glad I figured out I was gay."

Puck pretended to look hurt as he put a hand over his heart.

"I'm hurt Santana, truly hurt. I thought what we had was really special."

"Yeah, you wish." Santana said as she rolled her eyes, "Speaking of special, where's Quinn?"

Just then, Quinn, her best friend, walked into the room.

"Aww, you really think I'm special Santana?"

"Don't let it get to your head Fabray."

After they finished packing, all three of them headed down to the beach to get some sun. As they were setting down their beach towels Santana felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and noticed two teenage girls standing there with shy looks on their faces. Santana smiled at them.

"Hi, how can I help you girls?"

One of the girls smiled wider before starting to speak.

"Sorry to bother you but my name is Ashley and that's my best friend Mickayla," Ashley said as she pointed to the girl next to her, "we love your music and we're just wondering if we could get a picture with you."

Santana's smile got wider as she noticed the girl, Mickayla, nervously twirling a camera in her hands. Santana immediately reached for the camera.

"Of course, it's no bother at all."

After taking the picture, Mickayla said thanks and started walking away but Ashley stayed put.

"I'm really looking forward to hearing more of your music." Ashley smiled.

"Thanks, I'm currently working on songs for my album so look out for that sometime next year."

"Awesome." Ashley said as she ran to catch up with her friend.

Santana turned around to find her friends staring at her with amused looks on their faces.

"What?" Santana asked as she laid down on the ground while pulling her sunglasses over her eyes.

"Nothing, I just sometimes forget that you have a heart." Quinn said as she also laid down on the ground.

"Whatever." Santana grumbled.

She knew sometimes she wasn't the nicest person around but she loved meeting her fans. She still wasn't used to being stopped by random people on the street and being asked for a picture or an autograph. She wasn't recognized often so it's not like she had fans coming up to her wherever she went but it felt good knowing the few people that recognized her liked her music.

A while had passed and Santana had been enjoying lying out in the sun when a shadow loomed over her, blocking her sun.

"Whoever the fuck is blocking my sun better move their ass before I go all Lima Heights on your ass."

"Now Santana that is no way to speak to a friend."

Santana instantly opened her eyes when she recognized the voice.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not your friend Berry. Tell me why I invited her again Quinn?"

She had completely forgotten that Rachel was going to be joining them. Since Rachel lived in New York, she had taken a different flight to Florida.

"Because as much as you hate to admit it, Rachel is your friend and this vacation was for you and your friends."

"Exactly Santana, I don't see why you can't just admit we are friends. I mean I was there when- hey!"

Rachel was cut off as she fell on the floor after Santana sat up and pushed her aside.

"What was that for?!" Rachel asked the brunette.

Santana ignored Rachel and kept staring at what caught her attention, or should she say who caught her attention. There, running by the shore, was the most beautiful blonde she had ever seen. Santana couldn't help but smile when she saw the blonde laugh at whatever the girl she was running with, who she assumed was the blonde's younger sister, said. She was broken out of her reverie when she felt someone hit the back of her head.

"What the fuck Berry?!" Santana glared at the girl.

"That's for pushing me to the ground." Rachel said as she sat down.

"What was that about anyways?" Quinn asked her best friend.

Santana turned to look at the retreating blondes.

"Nothing, nothing at all."

Quinn followed her line of sight and smirked.

'Oh, this summer just got interesting.'

"Please Santana!"

"No."

"Come on."

"Nope."

Quinn had been trying to convince Santana for the last hour to let her and Puck throw a party that night but Santana wasn't budging.

"Why not?"

"Because whenever you and Puck get together to throw a party it always ends up with the cops showing up. The last thing I need is someone to recognize me and tell TMZ or something. I do not need that kind of publicity, especially when I'm still trying to work my way up the music industry."

"What happened to the saying 'All publicity is good publicity'."

"What happened to knowing what no means?" Santana shot back.

Quinn let out an annoyed sigh.

"Fine, just know I'm not happy about this."

A moment of silence passed before Quinn got down on her knees in front of Santana.

"Please!"

"Oh my goodness." Santana laughed as she walked around Quinn, shaking her head.

Before Quinn could continue begging, Puck walked in. He looked at Quinn who was still on the floor.

"I'm guessing she said no to the party which is okay because I went in town to buy some more beer where I bumped into this guy named Sam. He invited us to a huge party he's throwing at his parent's beach house a few miles up the beach."

Quinn immediately stood up.

"At least I get to party, I'll let Rachel know and then we can head out in like an hour." Quinn suggested.

"Sounds good." Puck said as he headed to his room.

"Fine," Santana agreed, "but if it starts getting out of control I'm leaving."

"Yes!" Quinn cheered before heading upstairs to find Rachel.

An hour later they were all standing in front of the beach house where they could hear loud music coming from inside. Puck led them inside where they were immediately greeted by a blonde haired guy. Santana immediately noticed the huge mouth the guy had.

"Puck! Glad you could make it."

"No problem, thanks for inviting us. Girls this is Sam Evans, Sam this is Rachel Berry, Quinn Fabray, and-"

"Santana Lopez, I know who you are." Sam smiled.

After that, they all went to the kitchen to get some drinks before splitting up.

Santana was currently leaning against a wall while she talked to a guy who was obviously flirting with her and couldn't take a hint that she wasn't interested in when she suddenly heard cheering. The guy turned around to see what the commotion was about. She took that as her chance to slip away by walking through the crowd of people, hoping the guy didn't follow her. The group kept cheering so she decided to see what all the hype was about.

When she got there, she nearly choked on her drink as she saw who everyone was staring at. There, dancing in front of everyone, was the girl from the beach. Santana had to admit that the girl was an amazing dancer.

"Wow, she's really good."

Santana jumped in shock when she heard her best friend's voice.

"Give me a heart attack why don't you but yeah, she's pretty amazing."

"So are you going to go talk to her?" Quinn asked once the blonde finished dancing and headed to the kitchen, presumably to get a drink.

"What?" Santana asked.

"Oh please, don't think I didn't notice that this is the same girl that you pushed Rachel out of the way so you could ogle her while she ran past us."

Santana blushed as she turned to Quinn.

"I didn't- I mean I wasn't- I have no idea what you're talking about." Santana stuttered out.

"Save it Lopez, just go talk to her."

"I don't even know if she's gay or whatever."

"There's only one way to find out."

Quinn gave her friend a slight push in the direction of the kitchen before walking away. Santana took a deep breath before heading to the kitchen. She didn't know why she was so nervous. When it came to talking to girls she found attractive, she wasn't the best but she definitely wasn't the worst.

She reached the kitchen where she found the blonde alone mixing herself a drink. Santana was about to walk in and introduce herself when she saw Sam walking in from the other entrance. She quickly took a step back so she wasn't in their line of sight.

"Hey." Sam greeted the blonde as he opened the fridge to grab a beer.

"Sam!" The blonde smiled as she put her drink down and jumped on his back.

Sam laughed as he spun her around before she got off his back. Santana scowled at their interaction.

'Of course she'd be dating Trouty Mouth, just my fuckin luck'

Santana turned around to go find Quinn but bumped into someone else. She looked up and noticed that it was the girl who had been running with the blonde that was currently in the kitchen with Sam.

"I'm so sorr-" The girl stopped talking as she noticed who she had bumped into, "You're Santana Lopez. What are you doing here?"

Santana looked at the girl in amusement when she saw her turning red.

"I didn't mean it like that, I just meant you live in L.A. and you know… this isn't there." The girl rambled as she got a deeper shade of red.

Santana chuckled before responding.

"It's okay, I'm just spending the summer here with some friends."

"Do you mind if-"

"You could get a picture and autograph? Not at all, let's go find a pen."

Santana took one last peek inside the kitchen where Sam and the blonde were still talking, before following after the girl.

After taking a picture and signing an autograph for the girl, who Santana found out her name was Skylar Pierce, she found Quinn and let her know she was leaving. Quinn opted to leave with her while Puck and Rachel decided to stay longer.

"So how'd it go with the girl?" Quinn asked.

"It didn't. I went to the kitchen but Sam walked in before me. I'm pretty sure she's dating him. I did find out her last name though, it's Pierce."

"How the hell did you find that out if you didn't even talk to her?"

"I bumped into her sister, you know the other blonde that was running with her."

"How do you know that's her sister?"

"Because they look alike, there's no way they aren't sisters. Anyways, maybe it's for the best that she's straight, I can't really get involved with anyone right now."

Quinn stopped at that. She grabbed Santana's arm and spun her around to face her.

"And why can't you get involved with anyone?"

"Well I'm not exactly out to the world."

"Well you're not exactly in the closet either. It's not like you've gone out of your way to deny or confirm your sexuality. You've only used gender-neutral pronouns in your songs or avoided them altogether. I thought you said you weren't going back in the closet. You said if you found someone special, you wouldn't care who knows."

"I know, and I still plan on it but I'm just scared you know. This isn't just coming out to friends and family, this is coming out to basically the whole world."

Quinn hugged Santana tightly.

"You know I'll be by your side for whatever you need."

"Thanks Quinn."

Quinn pulled away and they started walking again.

"So how sure are you that your crush is dating Sam because can I just say that you two would make such a cute couple."

Santana ignored Quinn's comment and kept on walking.

'Hmm, maybe I should find out more about her. I mean they could just be close friends… really close friends. Guess I'll just have to find out and see.'

AN: Let me know what you thought :)