A/N: Sorry if you noticed that missing chapter. I had some trouble uploading these chapters in order. I forgot this one haha this site is confusing. Anyway, read on! Enjoy!

PROLOGUE

Santana Lopez was not like the other kids. It's not because she was quiet, reserved and lonely… but it was because she became blind by the tender age of 2. Granted, it's something she has become used to. But of course, she had always longed for what any blind person would long for – the sense of sight.

Being only 10 years old, Santana had experienced a lot for her age. Her dad died 5 years ago, leaving only her and her mother (who suddenly began to act bitter and stressed for most of the time). Her mother never failed to constantly remind Satana of how much a burden she is, so the young girl tried to avoid her as much as possible.

During her spare time, Santana would walk to the slightly hidden river that was near her home. Her dad used to take her there and ever since he died, she made it a habit to visit as much as possible. Today, she decided to spend some time by the river to clear her mind out. She never really had any friends to hang out with because they either a) thought she was too weird or b) were just not willing to stick around for long enough. So, basically, she was always alone. That is, until today.

Sitting on the dry river bed, Santana heard voiced in the distance. Being blind allowed her to zone in on her other senses better than other people, so it's not surprising that could hear from pretty far. Perking her ears, Santana listened further. The voices seemed to be coming from a bunch of kids around her age and it sounded like they were panicking.

"BRITTANY! COME BACK!" a voice cried out. "GUYS, THE CURRENT'S TOO STRONG! SOMEONE HELP HER!"

Santana leapt to her eet and frantically searched around in hopes of finding any other source of sound.

"HELPPP! Grughrrr HE-grurgrglr-LP!"

Finding the location, Santana dove into the river and swam towards the cries of help. She desperately flung out her arms around her, in search of the struggling child and quickly grabbed onto the arm that she knew wasn't hers. Santana pulled the child towards her body, quickly wrapped her arm around her waist and set off in the direciton she swam in. At this point, the girl stopped strieking as she realised someone was holding her, pulling her to safety and clung to Santana like a vice.

Reaching the bank, Santana hoisted the girl then herself up towards the edge to safety, and gently set the girl down on the ground. After making sure the girl was safely rested, Santana found herself slumped on the ground as well – desperately trying to catch her breath.

A few moments passed and the body next to Santana started coughing then groaned after the fit passed. Santana was at her side in an instant and sense the girl was moving. She helped her up and rubbed easing circles on the stranger's back.

"Wh-huh-what? What happened?" groaned the girl, as she rubbed her heavy eyes.

"You were wimming in the river but the current was too strong and carried you away. Your friends seemed too far off so I jumped in the water to save you" whispered Santana.

The confused girl snapped her head towards Santana to find her looking down at the ground. She watched as Santana fidgeted under her gaze and under the silence. She took the time to get a sense of who this girl was and debated on how she could ever repay her. This girl, who saved her life, had brunette hair with soft caaramel skin and she seemed to cower away the longer the girl looked at her.

It was then that the girl decided to speak. "Wow. Thank you… uh…?"

"Santana" the brunette replied.

Santana. What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.

"Thank you so much, Santana! You saved my life! You were like super great!" the girl squealed, "My name is Brittany by the way" and she stuck out her hand for a handshake, cause apparently that's what 'big people' do when they meet people.

"You're welcome, Brittany" replied Santana, completely oblivious to her outstretched hand.

Brittany's hand faltered but then slowly picked itself back up and tilted Santana's chin upward. She looked at Santana's eyes that didn't seem to meet hers, but rather looked glazed, and suddenly it clicked.

After what seemed like an eternity, Brittany broke the silence again.

"You're… blind…"