Hey guys, so I hope you liked the first real Brittana interaction in the previous chapter! Thank you so, so much for three more reviews. It's so nice to her you're thoughts and to know that you are still reading. Honestly every single one makes me smile, so please, please keep them coming guys!
On a side note, sorry for the delay in uploading this chapter. I've had it ready for a while but I like to write a few chapters ahead before I publish so I can make any tweaks that might need to be done to keep to story (hopefully) flowing, and I had a bad writers block for the next episode. I think i'm over my writers block for the time being, so hopefully there will be more updates coming soon...
Glee: Season 1 Episode 5 - The Rhodes Not Taken
Chapter Three
The next morning, I stretch my arms out as I yawn and slowly open my eyes. I blink a couple of times to let my eyes adjust to the morning light and to where I am. I'm at Brittany's house, in Brittany's bed, but when I roll over, there's no Brittany. I rub my eyes whilst sitting up, where is she? I can't actually remember getting back to Britt's house after the party but I'm sure she would have come back with me. Maybe, she slept on the floor. I look down, she's not there. No, why would she sleep on the floor, we always share the bed together whenever I stay over, we've done it hundreds of times before. Maybe she slept on the sofa downstairs. Is this because of that kiss last night, I hope not, I can't lose my best friend over some drunken snog. And anyway, she kissed me not the other way around. I think back to the events of last night, I haven't stopped thinking about that kiss. It filled my dream. But that's all it is, a dream, a fantasy. That's all it can be. I just need to forget it happened I tell myself, if I want to keep Britt, I need to lose the kiss.
"Morning sleepy" Brittany says cheerily as she walks through the bedroom door noticing that I'm awake, a tray in her hands with two bowls of cereal and two coffees on it. She puts the tray on the side and sits next to me on the bed. "You were still asleep, so I made breakfast. You were smiling in your sleep, so I didn't want to wake you" she says kissing my cheek and passing me a bowl. I put it on the bedside table. She watches me do so "Coffee first?" she laughs, passing me a mug. I nod and smile taking the mug off her. I take a sip. That tastes so good, it's just what I needed to wake me up after last night.
"Thanks Britt" I smile, looking at the time on my phone. 7:20am. Knowing that Brittany will notice if I don't, I eat the cereal, ignoring the noises coming from my stomach.
After breakfast I jump in the shower (making sure to not stand on Lord Tubbington, but he keeps getting under my feet) and put on my Cheerios uniform. So, she was just making breakfast and not avoiding me I smile to myself, relieved that there is no awkward tension between us as I finish putting on my makeup and putting my hair into the signature Cheerios high pony. My smile quickly vanishes as my stomach starts to growl; I feel the bile build up in the back of my throat.
"San, you ready?" I hear Brittany's voice come through the bathroom door.
"Yeah, just a minute" I call back "I'll meet you downstairs"
"Okay" Brittany answers as I hold back my vomit until I hear her leave her bedroom. As soon as I hear the footsteps disappear, I throw myself down in front of the toilet. That bowl of cereal was the first solid meal I'd eaten since that day at Breadstix with Chase weeks ago and I was paying for it now.
"San…are you okay?" I hear a soft voice behind me. I slowly lift my head and turn around to see Brittany. She drops down next to me and rubs my back. Shit, what's Brittany doing here, she was meant to be waiting downstairs.
"Yeah, yeah. Just the…alcohol…I think" I pause after answering, to see if she buys it. She seems to. "What are you doing up here?" I follow up, defecting the attention away from me.
"Left my math book on my desk" Brittany shrugs "Can you stand?" she asks, putting her arm around my waist. I nod. We stand together and I take a few seconds waiting for the dizziness to fade.
"Yeah, I'm good" I lie, putting on a smile "Let's go. We don't want to be late" I add popping a mint in my mouth and following Brittany out of her bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door. I take my keys out of my bag and unlock my car.
"You chariot awaits m'lady" I joke to Brittany as we both get in.
We walk down the halls of McKinley together towards the choir room when we see Quinn stood putting some books into her locker. "Morning" Brittany says happily, skipping towards the blonde dragging me with her by the pinkie. "You missed an awesome party last night" she smiles.
"Yeah, sorry. Dinner ran over" Quinn blatantly lies to Brittany. Damn, Quinn's getting good at this lying thing. I never thought she had it in her. Soon enough she won't need me to cover for her. I feel like a proud parent. I'm the master of lying and manipulation so it's nice to see that my ways are rubbing off on people. It's the only way to get what you want in life. "So, it was good, yeah?" Quinn asks, probing for some more details, shutting her locker.
"Yep" Brittany replies, swinging our arms as she does "Me and Santana spent the whole night drinking and dancing and playing beer pong…" The three of us start to make our way to the choir room as Brittany continues "…and me and Santana even k…"
"Hey guys" I say loudly as we reach the doorway to the choir room, cutting Brittany off midsentence. As soon as I realised what Brittany was going to say to Quinn, I knew I couldn't let that happen. Nobody can know about what happened last night, especially Quinn. If you want to be at the top of the social standings in high school, you can't just hand people the ammunition they need to tear you down. You see, I've got leverage over Quinn at the minute, apart from Finn, I'm the only one who knows about her 'extracurricular activities.' That means I can practically get her to agree to whatever I want, like the best parts in the Cheerios routines. I know that the people who were watching the beer pong game know, but I figured that Chase would keep the football players quiet and none of the others would dare step up to me, I'll go all Lima Heights on their asses. As soon as we enter the room Mr. Schuester follows us with a big, stupid, cheesy grin on his face.
"Everybody grab a seat" he says walking back towards the choir room door. We all grab a chair and sit in the middle of the room. He walks back to face us, with some bottle blonde woman behind him. Who the hell is she, she must be at least fourty. "Guys, I'd like to introduce you to someone very special" The woman stands next to him smiling. "This is April Rhodes. She's our newest member"
"Wait, so old people can join Glee Club now?" Finn questions. You took the words right out of my mouth Frankenteen.
"Old, huh?" April replies, clearly offended. "You guys look like the world's worst Benetton ad" she chuckles. I pull a face of disgust. God she's worse than Berry.
"Mr Schuester" Artie say, raising his hand "This seems like a terrible idea"
"April is a great singer" Mr. Shue answers. That goofy grin still on his face. He fancies her I can tell, but I thought he was supposed to be married. "And she never graduated"
"We appreciate what you're trying to do, but she's no Rachel" Mercedes says.
"Who's Rachel?" April asks.
"Sh-She's kind of our star" Tina answers.
"Your star, eh? Well, where is she?" April presses.
"She left" Kurt replies sourly. "To be the lead in Cabaret" April lets out a chuckle taking her jacket off and throwing it at Mr. Shue.
"Hey, Tinkles, give me 'Maybe This Time' in B flat. And don't let me catch you snoozing". Brad starts to play as April sings. I glance towards Brittany, she doesn't notice. I wonder what she's thinking, did she realise I intentionally cut her off to stop her from telling Quinn about the kiss. Was she telling Quinn because she liked it, or because it was just a dare and didn't mean anything? I glance over at her for a second time, again she doesn't notice. I feel my cheeks start to burn as I replay last night in my mind, my heart starts to beat that little bit faster. I try to regain my composure and focus on the song, hoping that this feeling will go away and that nobody noticed. Snap out of it Santana, this feeling it's wrong. You need to push it down, lock it away and forget that last night even happened I tell myself. Once April hits the final note in the song, she stands waiting for an applause that doesn't come, there's just an awkward silence. "Stick that in your pipe and smoke it" she says turning to leave the room. Out of the corner of my eye I see Kurt wipe a tear away from this face. I roll my eyes.
