p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"Ain't It Shocking What Love Can Do/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Santana bounced along the hallway and spotted a familiar blonde ponytail just ahead./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Brittany! Hey, Britt!" she called out, moving faster to catch up to her girlfriend./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Brittany continued walking away. Santana caught up to her and slipped her arm through the taller girl's./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Hey, I was calling you, what's going on?"/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Brittany shrugged Santana's arm off and continued walking. Santana grabbed her elbow and forced Brittany to turn around and face her. Then stopped and stepped back from the look on Brittany's face./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"What do you want, Santana?" Britt's eyes were cold as she snapped at the smaller girl./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"What's wrong, Britt?" Santana's brow furrowed in confusion. She'd never seen Brittany like this./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why don't you ask your girlfriend?"/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I … thought I was?"/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Could have fooled me."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Britt … I have no idea what you're talking about. Talk to me."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I'm just pissed off that you think it's okay to treat me like that."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Santana was completely blank. She had no idea what she'd done. She did know one thing, though./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You're not pissed. You're cute when you're angry. This … this is not a Brittany is angry face. This is something I've /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"never /span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"seen on you."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Well, maybe you've just never seen me really pissed." Brittany was trying to maintain her coldness but Santana could see the hurt in her eyes; could see the tears Brittany was desperately fighting back. Santana grabbed Brittany by the wrist and pulled her into an empty classroom./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Britt … talk to me. Tell me what I did so I can apologize or undo it or whatever I have to do." Santana was getting desperate, her stomach churning and making her feel like she was going to throw up./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why don't you go talk to Rachel?" Brittany spat at her, "you seemed to really enjoy that cheating song … and putting her picture in your locker."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"The pieces fell into place and Santana's stomach settled a bit. She stepped forward and took one of Brittany's hands in her own, gratified that Brittany didn't pull them away even though Britt refused to look at her. She used her free hand to cup Brittany's cheek and tilt her face up./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Hey … look at me. The song was just a song … and, cheating aspect aside, it's /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"you /span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I get so emotional about." Santana smirked a bit. "And I saw you filming me."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Brittany's cheeks flushed even as the tears started to fall. Santana stepped forward and cupped Brittany's face with both hands and thumbed away the tears./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Rachel came up to me after and said a bunch of stuff about how we could have been friends all this time and asked me to put her picture in my locker because you, apparently, can tell a lot about a person by what they have on their locker. You're the one that's been telling me for two years that these people are my friends, my family." Santana shrugged. "That's all it is, Britt. Rachel being Rachel and me accepting the friendship she was offering."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Brittany sniffled. "That's all? Really?"/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Oh, Britt, /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"of course/span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;" really. I don't know if you know this … but I'm totally in love with the most amazing girl in the world. She's sweet, funny, beautiful, hot, and a genius. She's everything. The weird thing? She seems to like me, too."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Brittany smiled bashfully. "I'm sorry, Santana, I don't know what I was thinking … and she more than likes you."/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Santana took another stepped forward and kissed Brittany softly on the lips. Then giggled./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"What's so funny?"/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You," Santana grinned, "you weren't pissed. You were /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"jealous/span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;". That's why I didn't recognize the look on your face. You've never been jealous before."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Shut up, was not," Brittany was blushing furiously, "I didn't like that feeling."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I promise you, Britt, you never have any reason to ever feel it when it comes to me. I love you."/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I love you, too," Brittany sighed, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend./span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"As they exited the classroom, hand-in-hand, Santana started laughing./span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"What's so funny?" /span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;""span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"So much about this. That you'd be jealous of Berry in the first place is ridiculous. But, seriously, Britt? If I were going to cheat on you – not that I /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"ever/span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;" would – you really think I wouldn't aim higher than /span/span/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Berry/span/em/span/span/spanspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"?"/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"br /Brittany couldn't contain her own laughter as they continued down the hall to their next class./span/span/span/p