*Brittany's POV*
I know that sometimes Santana gets angry and she gets mad and bitchy but she doesn't mean half of the things she says she just gets defensive and scared because she hides everything that makes her herself. I don't know whether she knows that that's why she does it and I certainly know that nobody understands her the way I do. Nobody ever stuck around Santana long enough to see that she isn't a bad person, not in the slightest actually, she's just scared and insecure about everything that makes her perfect. After recent events I'm starting to believe in Santana and I and our future together. The two of us will end up together, I just know it, I think she's the love of my life but who knows? Anyway, proms coming up and I really want to of with Santana, but she won't do that and since Artie and I broke up I guess I'll have to go to prom alone. I can just dance with everybody else's dates! There's a lot going on in our lives right now, prom, Glee club, love, it's great and all, but it's a lot. I'm still stressing about what dress I should wear to prom – maybe I'll get friends to help. We've got Glee practise now and San, Lauren and I were walking in talking about prom.
"I've been to Ann Taylor Loft, Filene's Basement and, like, six Forever 21s and I can not find a dress that fits. I'm gonna be forced to make my own dress for prom." Lauren sighed while we sat down on those plastic glee chairs
"Don't. You'll seem poor" I told her and then Santana jumped in
"You're up for Queen, you can't make your own prom dress. Prom is like our Oscars. It's seriously, like, the most important night of our lives" Santana told her, and she was right. Prom is so important to all of us – except Mercedes because she doesn't have a date which sucks, I know it sucks, cause I'm in the same boat. Mr Schue came in and looked at Santana and then looked to me – he had this disappointed look on his face, I know he knows about Santana and I so maybe Santana told him something about us. Mr Schue talked to us about performing at Prom which lead to Mercedes walking out.
"Is she okay?" Mr Schue asked
"Mercedes doesn't have a date for prom" Quinn piped up, I figured I'd give some input
"So" I began and Mr Schue looked straight towards me and so did Santana "I don't have a date. I'm just going to dance. And then all of your dates are going to ignore you and come dance with me, so…your dates are really my dates" I smiled. That comment was made for Santana, well actually Karofsky, he may be Santana's date for the prom, but the truth is I want to be Santana's date and I will be Santana's date. Glee club ended and I went to my locker to get my bag.
*Santana's POV*
It's difficult. Brittany saying she's got no date to prom – she should be my date. Britt should be going to prom with me; I should be buying her a corsage and telling her how beautiful she looks in her dress. But I'm not. I'm not because I'm a wimp and I'm just not ready to be out yet. Mr Schue told us we were all performing at prom however, he will be allowing us time to dance with our dates – I don't want to do that part. Glee club ended and everybody left and went to their lockers and other classes and stuff. I couldn't move – I had to talk to Mr Schue.
"Hey Santana, you ok?" Mr Schue asked me as he collected in sheet music
"Yeah, no, I don't know." I whisper
"Santana, talk to me? Let me help" the older man said. Mr Schue has been great ever since the whole, "I'm gonna get drunk and break my knuckles" incident he's really helped me get through everything that's happened with Brittany and her break up with Artie and stuff like that.
"Mr Schue, so much has happened, I mean, Brittany and Artie broke up which means I have the option to be with her now. Because of that I took the advice from your lesson, you know the rumours one? I found the perfect song from the album that expressed exactly how I felt about Brittany. After Britt broke up with Artie, we spent the entire day together and I think I cheered her up I mean she kissed me on the cheek…" I smiled at the memory, it was so innocent and yet so us.
"She kissed you on the cheek? Santana that's great" Mr Schue smiled and I knew he was happy for me
"Yeah she did" I giggled, yes, Santana Lopez giggles "Britt called me at 1am, she had driven round to mine on her dirt bike – she wore a helmet, don't worry. Anyway, she literally came to mine to kiss me. It was short, sweet and perfect. She told me all of her fears about us being together and me resenting her…it actually makes perfect sense. She also told me she loved me and wanted to be with me. Then I started to cry and I sang Songbird by Fleetwood Mac to her. She asked me to be on Fondue for Two and I said yes. We were supposed to talk about our feelings and she was going to ask me out to prom. It was going to be perfect" I sighed, god this is harder than I thought it would be.
"Ok, what happened next?" Mr Schue asked me
"I didn't go" I whispered and looked at the floor
"What? Why not?" he asked me in this weirdly shocked voice
"I was scared. But it was ok, Brittany was worried about me so she came to see me. She said we needed time to think, both of us. But then the next day she decided to come to school on her dirtbike, in the hottest outfit I have ever seen – like seriously Mr Schue, she was wearing a tight white t-shirt with a leather jacket over the top, anyway. Everyone in school was outside and wanted to look at Britt, so I followed Brittany inside and simply put she told me she was changing it up and therefore she was teasing me and I think she was showing me that she was willing to fight for me and help me. I don't know Mr Schue. It was so surreal and then do you know what she did? She kissed me, right there in the hallway, it felt amazing to be like that in the hall, it was crazy. And then we had that crazy Glee meeting" I whispered with a smile on my face, it's great having Mr Schue, I never really had a real father sure he lived with me and it sucked because I'm not exactly the girly-est girl ever, I like sports and I like beer and every other stereotypical lesbian, tomboy trait there is. Not having a father figure sucked, I never had someone who looked out for me and loved me the way only a father could do. I guess Mr Schue has filled that space. He really cares about me and I am really happy about him being there for me no matter what, I'm glad there's someone else there for me and not just Britt, it's great being able to talk to someone I trust about this whole situation with Britt and I.
"Santana! That's amazing! You and Brittany are moving in the right direction, I'm really happy for you. All you need to do now is to find a comfortable place where you're able to become the best version of yourself and then once you're there, Britt, Mike and I will all be here for you no matter what. Santana there are 13 people who love you and respect you" Mr Schue said making me scoff
"13? Really?" I laughed
"Yes Santana. Sam isn't coming back to this Glee club until he apologises and accepts you for who you are. We, as a club, no, as a family, don't accept homophobia, racism or any other form of discrimination, you're aware of that Santana. But yes, 13 people. 12 of us in the Glee club and then there is also Blaine – they will support you, sure Puck will probably make some stupid comment about you and Britt and maybe Rachel will try to make this all about her, but it doesn't mean they don't care" He smiles when he sees a slight tear fall from my eye, suddenly the door to the choir room opens we both turn our heads to look at the door and there she is, the beautiful blonde that owns my heart.
"Hey San, are you ok?" Britt asks
"I'm fine Britt-Britt, don't worry about me" I smiled as she walked over to me and Mr Schue she grabbed hold of my hand linked our pinkies – ok so I blushed, shut up.
"You know that isn't an option for me San. Anyway, I wanted to ask you if you'd come look at my prom dress – maybe show me yours? Kurt, Tina and Lauren are all in a classroom they're wanting Kurt's opinion so, come with me?" Britt smiled
"Of course I'll come with you" I replied, she began jumping up and down making Schue and I laugh, Britt dragged me out of the choir room and down the hall into a room with the group of previously mentioned friends. Tina and Lauren had already had Kurt give them his very strong opinions – yeah, Britt's now gone behind the boards to get changed, we all made small talk about our excitement for prom. Then everyone went silent, completely quite, Britt was there and she looked insanely beautiful. She looked like she had stepped right out of a movie, got she's so perfect. "Brittany…wow, you look stunning…"I whispered absolutely mesmerized by the beautiful blonde in front of me. Brittany's face went bright red as she blushed at my comment; I walked closer to her to her and grabbed her hands. She doesn't seem it, but Brittany is very self conscious. "Britt, honestly, you look absolutely beautiful and anyone would be happy to have you on their arms but none other than me. God you're stunning" I whispered as I put my forehead against Britt's completely forgetting that everyone else was in the room I leaned in and kissed Brittany – yes, right on the lips, god it felt so good. Then there was the slightest little cough from Kurt and my world came crashing down. I had basically just outed myself to Kurt and Tina and Lauren, Brittany's face said it all she was just as shocked as I was.
"I-I-I" I couldn't speak, I kept stuttering
"Santana, it's ok" Kurt whispered
"What? I-I can't do this right now" I suddenly felt the urge to cry, and so I did, I collapsed in tears and with that Kurt ushered Tina and Lauren out of the room while Brittany fell to my side and pulled me into her body, she just whispered sweet nothings into my ear which began to calm me instantly, I sobbed into her shoulder.
"Santana, what's going on?" Kurt whispered as he walked closer to the two of us and sat down in front of us. What the hell do I do? Do I tell him or do I get Brittany too or do I just fake it and deny everything – but that would just be a step backwards in my relationship with Brittany.
"Kurt" I sniffled out "Remember that person I'm in love with? Well that person is Britt, I'm gay and I'm in love with Brittany"
"I love her too, Kurt" Brittany whispered as she held me closer
"What?" Kurt yelled with a smile on his face "You're a couple? That's amazing!"
"No, no, we're not a couple. It's complicated. I'm not ready to be out yet and Britt doesn't want to feel resented by me if we get together and something bad happens." I sighed
"Exactly, I love Santana and I don't want to screw this up" Brittany says
"Well, I'm here for you 100%, you've got my support and I cannot wait for Brittana to become official" He laughed and then pulled us into a hug making us giggle. The three of us decided to go back to class; Kurt and Britt had home economics while I had Spanish class with Mr Schue. As I walked down the hallway I couldn't stop myself from smiling as I crossed the threshold into the Spanish classroom and I looked to the curly haired teacher at the front he gave me a strange look to which I gave him a beaming smile.
Spanish is boring. I'm not going to lie to you. I was ready to fall asleep when I suddenly got a text from Brittany – "Artie just proposed" I chocked; my throat began to close up as tears welled up in my eyes. I jumped out of my seat and ran to Brittany's economics class. It was just Britt, Tina and Kurt left inside the classroom, I'm guessing they're talking about Artie and his proposal.
"Brittany…what the hell is this?" I said pointing to the text message she had sent me
"Santana, Artie came in and he, he sang a song for me and then, then he asked me out to prom" Britt looked to the ground and she gave this small sigh. Kurt was looking between Britt and I while Tina didn't know what the hell she was doing.
"What did you say?" I walked towards her
"I told him that when he called me stupid it really hurt and that I wasn't going to prom with him. There is only one person I want to go to prom with and she's standing right in front of me, but for now I know that won't happen and so I have to deal with going to prom alone" Brittany smiled sadly. God I wish I could do that, make that happen. Oh. My. God. This could be perfect. I have to talk to Mr Schue about this.