A/n: Ahh its been too long :( Well I think this is it, except maybe an epilouge! I have plenty of more ideas, and many involve the same Pierce family...any thoughts on that? Anyway, I had so much fun with this, my very first story! I'd like to thank From-me-to-you-ale for helping me decide to go on with this, Quiroz for the many long reviews, and EVERYONE who read, favorited, story alerted, and ecspecially those who reviwed! Those simple acts seriously make my life beter! :) Enjoy!

Brittany's heart was beating so fast, she was genuinely afraid it would beat right out of her chest. She ran her hands over the outfit she had spent hours deciding on. She wondered if she should wear manly clothes, or some plaid, as she was going on a date with a girl. As committed girlfriends. But then Mary, young fashionista, picked out a skirt and shirt, along with accessories, while Amy straightened her hair, then gave her slight curls around the ends After over an hour of preparation, she was standing alone in her room, counting down the minutes until 6, when Santana was to arrive.

Amy walked into the room, she could sense her sisters nervousness. "Don't worry Brit. I've known this was supposed to happen for as long as I can remember. She loves you, and nothing you do tonight can change that. She knows everything about you already. Nothing bad will happen. And she told me where you're going tonight, and it sounds like the best date ever. I can honestly say I couldn't think of a better idea myself." Amy said, taking her sister's hand in her own.

Then they heard the doorbell. Brittany walked cautiously outside. She'd never been so nervous in her life. Santana was sitting in her red convertible, her hair half-back, her brown eyes shining. When their eyes met, they both became breathless. Amy stood in the doorway, Josiah on her hip, as Matthew and Mary watched from behind. Brittany got in to the car, never taking her eyes off Santana. "You look beautiful" they said at the same time. They leaned and gave each other a chaste kiss. After they broke their lips apart, they kept their foreheads together, staring lovingly into each others eyes.

"Let's go." Brittany said after a few minutes. "At this rate we'll have our first date entirely in my driveway" Santana laughed as she pulled out of the driveway. They sat in a comfortable silence until Santana turned on the radio. Damn, those disc jockeys must really want to get to her. "Come to my window, crawl inside, wait by the light of the moon" "Oohhh Kay, new song!" she said quickly, this song stirring up the memory of what started the downward spiral. At least it was over. She quickly switched it to a station that played oldies

"You're my sunshine And I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you You're my best friend"

They both smiled and sang along, while holding hands. The song was perfect, absolutely perfect for them. Neither of them had ever been big fans of the genre, but the lyrics were what counted most. After the song finished Brittany finally asked "Where are we going San? I thought you'd choose Breadstix!" Santana shook her head "It's a surprise! We're almost there though."

After a few minutes, Santana pulled into the parking lot of a familiar building. "Mary's school?" Brittany asked, confused. "We went here too, Britt!" Santana reminded. "We met here." A smile spread over both of their faces. Santana reached in the back seat and pulled out a big brown bag and a picnic blanket. "I picked up some breadsticks and pasta. Obviously we're eating Breadstix on out first date, but in a much more romantic place"

Santana took Brittany's hand and they walked to the playground. They both knew the place they were going. The spot in the field where they first talked in first grade. They place they used to sit and talk every morning recess in elementary school. They walked over to the green patch on the brown field, nestled by the rain garden. Their pinkies were linked, and they walked with no space between them.

Santana set the blanket down and pulled the food out of the bag. They sat cross-legged, in the same position they had everyday for so many years. While they ate they talked, reminiscing on all the years they'd known each other. After they finished off every last bite, they laid down face to face, hands intertwined. Brown eyes and blue stared into each other. They sat in pure bliss for almost an hour, feeling as though they could forever.

"This is much easier than I thought it would be." Santana admitted. It was true. Obviously, people had said things, but most people were generally afraid of Santana, so it had been fairly painless. Most of the boys had found it hot, but had gotten tired after their first few make-out sessions in the hallway that week. Brittany's parents, who had been coming home earlier and more often, had been completely fine with it, in fact, they had wanted to throw a party. Thankfully, they didn't.

"You're parents were so happy it was almost scary" Santana commented.

"I know. But they get that excited about five times a day" Brittany laughed.

"I don't know how to tell mine"

"Your aunt's bi…they won't care, right?"

"I don't think so, but they'll be shocked. And what if they don't let us have sleepovers anymore?"

"While I think you sneaking into my house would be very sexy."

"I love you Brit. Tons. I've loved you for as long as I can remember. I will forever and a day. Don't forget that." Santana said suddenly. She said it matter-of-factly. It felt good to say.

"I'll love you longer. And more"

"Not possible."

They kissed, just kissed, until the night became too cold. They drove back to the Pierce's, whispering sweet and smutty things to each other. They pulled in and as Santana was about to turn off the car Brittany screamed "Wait! It's 11:11! Make a wish!" They stared at the clock, as the same wish ran through their heads.

"I wish to be with her forever"