Santana spent the rest of the morning thinking about Brittany; replaying the morning over and over in her head. Knowing that she had upset the girl made her so angry with herself. She couldn't stop thinking about the way Brittany's shoulders had drooped and the way her bottom lip trembled when Santana had said they must forget about what had happened between them.
Looking back, it was obvious to Santana that she didn't mean it, she could never forget what had happened and especially the way it felt, but that didn't mean it wasn't for the best; she needed to get her head straight and think.
If Mrs. Motta had walked in on them together on the bed, Santana didn't know what she would of done, the shame she felt at people knowing her secret was so deep and ingrained in her head it made her angry, the only person who she could really, truly be herself around was Brittany, but she had ruined that now.
She felt her thoughts swirling round and round in her head, she felt drained from the constant pressure in her chest, which never seemed to let up, except when she was around Brittany.
She didn't think straight when she was next to her, her body had a mind of it's own and would react in the best ways to her advances, most of the time making the first moves herself, her mind flashed back to when she had moved Brittany's shirt down her arm so she could lick and nibble at Brittany's collar bone, the way Brittany's body angled into hers; she could remember the sweet taste of her skin, the way it made a fire just below her belly.
The sound of Sam's voice pulled her focus back to the Art class, he had pulled his chair and equipment next to hers and had been talking to her throughout the class, she had drown him out for the most part but her ears perked up at the mention of Brittany.
"Sorry, what did you say?" she asked looking over at him.
He frowned at her when she met his gaze, "I was saying that I'd heard that Brittany had been showing you around, but if you need anything else, I would be glad to help you out," he grinned.
"Thanks, " she replied, distracted by his lips spreading the whole width of his face.
"I mean Brittany's great and everything, but if you need a man," and he flexed his arms to show his muscles, "to like help you get out the shower next time or something," he grinned, "you know where to find me."
Santana found herself frowning at the idea of him helping her with anything, let alone getting out of the shower. "Erm," she started, "I know what I said yesterday was a bit forward and flirty, but I just want to tell you that nothing is going to happen between us, like ever, so it's great that you're being nice and all, but if it's to get into my pants, just stop, you're wasting your time."
"Is this because you like Finn instead?" Sam replied reeling from the dejection.
"What? The gangly giant? No!" She sighed "It's not because I like anyone, I'm just setting you straight, I didn't mean what I said yesterday, I'm here to get some alone time and get my head straight, not to hook up with some guy."
"Who said anything about a hook up? He replied, "we could see each other all summer."
Santana turned to him "Are you not listening to me? It's not going to happen, I'm not into you."
"Is this because of Brittany? Did she put you off me? Because if she did that's not fair, yeah I was a jerk towards the end of our relationship but I wouldn't do that to you, we could just do the physical stuff, no emotional crap."
"First of all Trouty Mouth, Brittany and I do not talk about you and secondly, if you treated Brittany like that then more fool you, because from what I've seen, she's way out of your league." With that she turned back to her drawing and ignored him for the remaining lesson.
Finally focusing on her end product, she could see that her unconscious had drawn the tree house her and Brittany had been in last night, with the sunset in the back ground, it wasn't outstanding but Santana was pleased with it, she left it to dry on the rack and walked to the rest rooms to clean off all the paint from her arms.
Santana didn't see Brittany or Sugar until dinner-time, at which point Sugar was hanging off the end of some guy with a tarantula for a head, she watched Brittany from a distance and even though she wasn't crying Santana could tell she looked sad.
She didn't want to go over to her in front of everybody else incase it upset Brittany more, but she also didn't want to see the girl alone as Santana wasn't sure if she could stay strong willed and not let anything happen. Santana thought about this over her dinner, which she didn't eat much of. Santana needed a drink, if only there was some vodka on this island, she looked round at the other people her age and wondered if any of them had a stash she could get in on.
Her eyes fell to Mike and Finn, who were sitting away from the table throwing a football back and forth to each other, she really didn't want to start a conversation with them but she was desperate. As she was about to get up and walk towards them, she saw Sugar making her way over to her, she didn't really want to talk to her because she didn't know what Brittany had told her, but there was no way she could get away from her.
Sugar sat down besides her and lent in so only Santana could hear, "a few of us are heading up to the hilltop, we're going to have a few drinks and watch the sunset, want to join us?"
"You mean you've not come over here to kick me ass, like you promised?"
"Let's just say, I'm going to give you another chance to make this right yourself, I'm not going to push you into anything."
Santana raised her eyebrow, "Is Britt ok with this, because I don't want to upset her by hanging out with you guys."
"Britts fine, well, she's not, but she will be" she winked getting up, "meet you at the trees in 5 ok?"
Nodding Santana watched her go, her eyes moving over to Brittany who was looking back at her, Brittany smiled and waved then turned back to her brother who looked like was telling her a story. Santana smiled back but wasn't sure if Brittany caught it.
Santana arrived at the trees a few minutes later to find Brittany, Sugar, Mike, Sam, Finn, Rachel, the boy with the tarantula hair and an Asian girl, all standing around talking, she went and joined the group standing next to Rachel. She didn't particularly like the girl but she could have a whole conversation with her without needing to say anything, therefore she could zone out but still look like she was listening.
Brittany was standing opposite her and their eyes met; Santana offered her a smile, which Brittany returned, feeling better instantly Santana relaxed.
"Ok, lets get going," Sugar said, "we don't want to draw attention to ourselves, oh wait, Santana, this is Joe, my boyfriend, and this is Tina," She introduced and both Joe and Tina smiled and waved. Santana hated the attention it had drawn to her so quickly smiled back and dropped her eyes.
The group started walking up the hills into the trees, Santana walked at the back, not necessarily wanting to get involved in any of the conversations, she just wanted a drink.
Finn and Sam led the way, she noticed how Brittany walked next to the new Asian girl but she couldn't hear what they were saying, when they reached the top of the hill, Santana's eyes automatically turned to the direction of the tree house, remembering how she had walked that way with Brittany, a pain ripped across her chest thinking about it, she looked over at Brittany who she just wanted to pull into her arms.
The group veered to the left and walked a little bit further, it was still light and the weather was warm, coming to a stop before they reached a stream, everyone sat down in a circle, Finn went to a nearby tree and pulled out a backpack, to the cheers of the others, coming back to the group he set the bag down and started pulling out a range of bottles, Santana raised her eyes impressed by the boy and leaned forward as everyone else did to get a better look.
Instead of following what was happening though, her eyes found there way over to Brittany's cleavage, which was clearly on show now she was leaning forward, Santana felt her cheeks blush at the swell of Brittany's breasts, as she imagined what they would feel like in her hands and what shade of pink her nipples would be, feeling a pulse between her legs Santana shifted her gaze back to the others and tried to follow what was going on.
Once all the bottles had been placed out, Finn started handing out red cups, everybody grabbed one and moved forward to fill their cups, Santana eyed the bottle of tequila and went to grab it, "No" Sugar interrupted grabbing the bottle from her, "this is for shots, later, when it all gets interesting," and she smirked and put the bottle back in the bag.
"What will it be Santana?" Finn asked, eyeing her up.
Santana ignored him and found the vodka, "want some coke with that?" Finn continued.
"Some cranberry is fine, but I like it strong, " she watched as he began to pour, stopping him before the drink even turned pink.
"Ok, so what game are we going to play?" Joe called out, "spin the bottle?"
"Seriously Joe, you always suggest that game, don't you know anymore?" Rachel asked, screwing her face up as she tasted her drink.
"What's wrong with spin the bottle?" Sugar asked smirking around the group.
"How about a bit of ring of fire?" Finn called, to cheers from some of the group, he pulled a pack of cards out of the backpack and spread them out in a circle, everyone moved closer, "everyone know the rules?" he asked, everyone nodded in answer, "okay, lets start."
Sugar was the first to go picking up a 6, meaning all the guys had to drink, the girls cheered along until Joe went next and picked a 4, all the girls drank, well Rachel took a sip. The game continued with Santana, Brittany and Finn choosing kings and filling up the middle cup with a mixture of their drinks. After multiple goes at the waterfall card, Santana was starting to loosen up, she always relaxed more after a drink and she found that she was beginning to enjoy herself.
She found the way Brittany forgot the rules so adorable, she was often the last one to place her thumb on the ground and the words she chose in the rhyming round made Santana smile even more. Brittany had chosen Santana as a 'mate' when she had chosen the number 8 and had challenged her to finish the rest of her drink. Both finished their drinks smirking at the other and both got up to refill their cups. Santana's hand brushed over Brittany's as they both reached for the vodka and both girls felt the hot spark in their tummies at the touch.
Both were pulled out of their thoughts as Rachel picked the last king, meaning she had to drink the mix from the middle of the circle, everyone cheered, except Finn, who probably realized he would end up looking after her. Rachel was already quite drunk by this point and had started to get quite teary. Sugar sat rubbing her back as she lifted the mix to her mouth and began drinking the drink. Santana frowned at the noises coming from Rachel, it sounded like she had the hiccups, seeing Santana's reaction, Brittany commented.
"Don't worry, she always gets like this, she will curl up and fall asleep in about 5 minutes, it happens every time."
Santana smirked at the image of Berry falling asleep. "I would of guessed her to be an annoying drunk, not a sleeper."
"Well, I'm glad she's a sleeper because she's loud enough when she's sober,"
Santana snorted, "true, that. What about you Britt, what kind of drunk are you?"
Brittany giggled, "Well, it's kind of embarrassing, that's why I'm taking it easy tonight, I kind of ….strip, when I'm drunk."
The vodka caught in Santana's throat and she began to cough, loudly, her cheeks began to turn red as she tried to catch her breath, she bent over thinking that would help, but it didn't, images of Brittany stripping swam through her mind, she closed her eyes but it made her head spin faster.
"Oh god, San are you ok?" Brittany laughed, rubbing her back.
After a few more gasps, Santana's breathing began to return to normal, "I think I need another drink," with that Santana turned back to the drinks and filled her cup up, with a little more vodka this time.
She turned back to find Berry passed out and Finn laying her down on his jacket. The rest of the group gathered back into a circle, "how about a game of truth or dare?" Sam asked.
"Sure," Tina chimed from the side of Mike, who she seemed to be leaning in quite close too.
"Ok, lets spin the bottle twice, the first person it lands on chooses truth or dare, the second person it lands on comes up with the question or dare," Sugar confirmed, "Santana, you spin it first to find out first victim."
Santana lent forward and spun the bottle, it came to a stop in front of Sam; he shouted out "dare" and spun the bottle again, this time it landing Joe.
Joe smirked and looked over at Sam, "make it a good one," Sam commented.
"Ok, give Finn a lap dance," everyone but Sam and Finn whooped and cheered as the color drained from Sam's face.
Both boys stayed still as the cheering grew louder until Sam picked his drink up, downed it and then walked over to Finn who looked petrified. Brittany pulled her iphone out and went to her play list and began playing 'sexy and I know it." Everybody began cheering again as Sam started moving around Finn, up and down and to be fair to Sam, he really gave it his all. It lasted the whole song but Santana was again drawn to Brittany who was dancing on her own, the way she moved had Santana hypnotized, her hips, her ass, her legs, 'God those legs,' Santana thought.
The music stopped and everyone sat back in the circle, Joe spun the bottle this time and it landed on Sugar, she squealed in apprehension as her spin landed on Santana, "truth or dare?" she asked Sugar, "truth" she stated.
"Ok," Santana thought, "if you had to go on a date with anyone here except Joe, who would it be?" everyone let out a giggle as Sugar looked round her circle, everyone sat forward except Brittany who was sitting back on her hands, looking casual.
Sugar's eyes landed on Brittany, "definitely Britt," she smirked and Santana raised her eyebrow, "I've seen the way she treats her dates, and with a body like hers, I'm sure what she does after the date would be the perfect dessert," everyone whooped and a few people tried to high 5 Brittany but Santana stayed still, her throat dry from Sugar's confession, she took another mouthful of her drink.
Once everyone was quiet again, Santana spun the bottle and this time it landed on Brittany; Britt seemed unfazed as she lent forward to spin the bottle, this time it landed on Finn. Finn smirked as he asked "truth or dare," "dare, definitely," Brittany laughed.
"Ok," he paused whilst he thought, his eyes flitting around the group, "kiss Santana," he confirmed.
It was like time was frozen, Santana was unaware of everyone else, all she could hear was the sound of her heart beat in her chest, she felt the heat rise all through her body, up to her face, there was no way she could do this. She was brought back to it by Brittany's voice, she was protesting to Finn, "You can't make me kiss a girl, that's totally unfair to Santana, choose something else Finn."
Finn shook his head laughing and Mike started poking Brittany in the ribs trying to get her to move towards Santana, "What's the big deal Britt-Britt, you've kissed girls before, what? You don't think you'll match up to all the boys Santana has kissed?"
That comment was like a red rag to a bull, how dare they think that she couldn't kiss Santana as well as the stupid boys she had kissed, for the first time, the girls made eye contact, "What do you think San?" someone asked, "you up for a bit of Brittany action?"
Sugar watched both girls become lost in each others eyes, she could tell it was tough for both girls, Santana on one hand would be doing something in front of the others which she was desperately trying to hide from and work out and Brittany was so crazy about the girl that she wouldn't want their next kiss to be in front of all these boys who thought it was funny, so she did what she thought was right and crawled in front of Brittany, pushing her face towards her, "what about me instead Britt, I wouldn't mind some lip action," she smirked.
Brittany looked torn and confused, she shifted her eyes to Sugar and then back to Santana, who was now staring down at the ground pulling the grass out with her hands.
"Who's it going to be Britt?" Finn asked pressuring her to make a decision, before she could though, Sugar latched onto her lips, it was quick, over in a matter of seconds, but Santana caught it all, she was overcome with a hot, tight sensation in her lungs and chest, she found the grass was no longer a good enough distraction for her hands, instead she reached over for the vodka bottle and took a large swig from it; licking her lips she knelt forward and pulled Brittany forward by the arm, Brittany whipped her head round at the force and found she was face to face with Santana.
Before she could ask what she was doing, Santana had lent forward and their lips began moving together, soft and gentle but with so much feeling, Brittany's hand came up to cup Santana's face as Santana's hand stroked up and down Brittany's arm, the kiss lasted longer than either expected but neither wanted to stop.
When they finally realized where they were, Santana pulled back slightly but lent back in to peck Brittany one last time, now the rest of the group were quiet having watched the interaction between the girls, the atmosphere had gone from carefree and fun to something different, something special.
Both girls sat back in their spaces, Santana lost in the tingling of her lips and Brittany stroking over her arm the way Santana had, trying to memorize the feeling forever. Everybody else carried on drinking but Santana didn't, she didn't want to forget Brittany's touch.
The game came to an end soon after and everyone started to collect the empty bottles and Finn bent down to pick Rachel up, the group started to disperse but Santana waited for Brittany as she collected the cards and put them back in the bag, handing them to Sam, who had the backpack and Finns jacket.
"Hey," Santana smiled to Brittany as they began to walk after the group.
"Hey," Brittany smiled back. "You ok?"
"Sure"
"So, I guess I know what alcohol does to you," she smirked
"What?" Santana asked confused.
"Well, it gives you confidence," she laughed like it was obvious.
"Oh, that? No, actually it makes me jealous,"
"Really," Brittany thought, letting herself think about this, "interesting" she smirked.
Both girls laughed as they continued walking, Santana felt good that they had cleared the air and they were still able to be friends, she let out a sigh though, wondering if that would ever be enough, after feeling Brittany's lips on hers again, she highly doubted it, God she was in so much trouble.
She let her hand wander over to Brittany's and gave it a light squeeze, Brittany looked up at her with a puzzled look, Santana just shrugged her shoulders and sighed.
"There is something about you Britt that makes me not want to stay away, even if I think its for the best."
Brittany grinned down at her and squeezed her hand back, "so don't stay away," she winked, "because I feel exactly the same."