School awaits for Santana and Brittany... dun

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So we get up the next morning and I'm feeling pretty amazing after last night. I rolled over to find Brittany standing already dressed with my Cheerio's outfit in her hand waiting for me.

Ok so that's I lie, but that would be pretty cool.

I rolled over to look at her sleeping. She was so peaceful and emitted small gasps in her wondrous snooze. I had to make a call before I forgot to pass on my news. I grabbed my phone from my bedside table and punched in the number. It rang twice.

"Santana... it's like eight in the morning, this better be important." Quinn said sharply.

"Oh It is." I said smugly.

"No way... No fricking way!" She screeched.

"Woah Q seriously, can you not fuck my eardrums, thanks."

"Awh S, I'm so happy for you two! I totally made this happen... you owe me."

"Quinn Fabray I owe you nothing... ugh look I'll see you later."

"Yea, in school, are you two going to be ok?" she said with concern.

"I got it Q, but thanks. Alright I gotta get my sweetheart up; Later Quinn."

"You are too cute Ms Lopez, I'm telling B you said that." I growled down the phone as she laughed and then I hung up.

I propped myself up on my elbow and smiled at the sight of this angel in my bed. I gently caressed her cheek and she stirred slightly. Enough, I had to get her up because we're going to be late.

"Britt... B... Brittany..." I whispered as I prodded her side.

She mumbled incoherently and sat up. "This is fun." She said beaming.

"What, we have school today."

"No... Waking up beside you." she smiled coyly.

I grinned and moved myself closer to her. I put my arms around her and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her around my neck and I instantly didn't care about school or anything else for that matter. They could do what they wanted to me, slushie facials, throw my in a locker or call me names. I could deal with it, all for Brittany. I settled back on to my pillow and put my arm around her.

"Are you ready for today?"

"Um sure, it's just school right?" She said uncertainly.

"Yea just school." I said pensively.

I pulled her tighter for a moment. I then got up and threw her her Cheerio's uniform. I put mine on and we linked arms as we made our way to the kitchen. I poured out some cereal and we ate up. I fixed up two thermoses of Sue Sylvester's Master Cleanse©. I handed her one and she had disgust written all over her face.

"I put extra lemon in yours, just the way you like it." This earned me a quick peck on the lips. Santana's got game.

Once we finished breakfast we headed out to the car and Brittany drove us to school.

We walked in the front door of McKinley High hand in hand. A couple people looked and some whispered. It was nothing new really; we were hot, so it was a daily occurrence, end of story. I wanted to cement our relationship and let people know she was mine so I pushed her up against her locker when we walked to it and I kissed her avidly. I could hear a few 'oh my gods' in the background, success. I got her books ready and gave them to her. I took my own books out of my locker and we strolled to class. I gave her a final peck as she headed into her own class and I headed towards mine. I sat down the back of my English so I could think. Everything was going well so far, even though we were only one class in.

The bell rang and I got up, next Calculus. Brittany and I had lots of classes together but unfortunately math and numbers weren't her thing. I however loved it. The answers were always specific not like art which was just an interpretation. Although I'd never say that to Brittany seen as it seemed like it was the one thing she got. That said it was only the practical side not the history. She was the most amazing artist I had ever seen. She always drew and painted stuff and left them in my locker to see what I thought of them. It was seriously cute.

After I snapped out of my Brittany daze I realised it was lunch time. I got out of the classroom and into the hall. I could hear someone screaming in the distance. Something didn't feel right. They were calling my name... it was Brittany. I ran closer and closer to the fracas. I saw Brittany writhing up against her locker and Karofsky standing over her.

"Santana's not gonna help you is she dopey?" He spat.

Brittany whimpered and I could feel my blood begin to boil. I was going to kill him. I walked over and stood behind the giant.

"You little queer. Santana ain't gonna save you, that's for sure." He chuckled. Oh he's fucking dead.

"Umm Karosky? Turn around dude." One of the other jocks suggested when he saw me fuming.

Karosky turned around and his face automatically changed when he saw me standing there with my arms folded. I arched my eyebrow and swiftly kicked him between his legs. He dropped to his knees and I took this opportunity to relay a point.

"Look this is for all you jerks, don't even think for a second that you can mess with Brittany. She's mine and anyone who dares to hurt her will have to fuck with me and I think Karosky can answer for you guys that messing with her was a huge mistake." I glared at all of the group of jocks singularly. "And you..." I looked down to the in pain Karosky. "I'm pretty sure Britt takes far more classes then you do... and actually manages to pass them and hasn't been held back for the past two years." I remarked as the block of a boy turned red.

Karosky raises himself on one knee. Oh hell to the no, he's not getting away that easy. I took the biggest swing I could muster at his face. I caught him right in the nose and blood begin to trickle from it. He freezes for a moment and then gets to his feet.

"This is just beginning Lopez."

"Maybe so, but I think you'll find I'm already winning jackass." I narrowed my glare on the football player. "Oh and by the time 'this' is over I'll make damn sure that you won't be able to have kids, I shit you not Karostupid."

I took Brittany's hand and led her to the bathroom. She had tears slowly making their way down her cheeks.

"B I'm so sorry I swear I won't let them scare you again, are you ok?"

"I guess, I was just standing there and he started shouting and I didn't know what else to do." She said weakly.

"Well if anything like that happens again, all you need to do is call my name and I'll be there ok? I promise." I swore as I pulled her into a comforting hug. She sighed and her tears subsided.

It was so difficult to see Brittany cry. To be honest though I was nervous to think what tomorrow would bring. Why did I do this to Brittany, I could have just left it and everything would have been fine.

Day one down, forever to go.

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