The drive home was beyond a wonderful experience; both of our dresses dripping wet, our hair both messy and disheveled and smiles forever plastered on our faces. My hand held tight to Brittany's as I drove us home on the dark highway while Brittany hummed softly along with the radio. Brittany broke the comfortable silence first.

"Pull over."

"We're in the middle of a highway!" I giggle, but I still turn my indicator on to pull to the side of the road. Once I got the car into park I looked over at Brittany who was taking her seatbelt off.

"Why did you want me to pull over?" Without an answer Brittany's lips where assaulting mine, my finger's laced through her wet hair as she worked on removing my seatbelt. We pulled away; as I searched her face for answer's Brittany pushed open her door and left the car giggling as she skipped down into the grassy lands.

"Brittany! Goddammit! Brittany where are you going? Its dark and we're in the middle of nowhere!" I've lost complete sight of her by now, but her giggle rang clear in my ears as I ran aimlessly in the grass.

"You have to find me!"

"We need to get home Britt-Britt"

"So?" I looked around, trying to find the gorgeous body that matched the voice. Finally I spotted a figure lying on the ground, golden hair sprawled out in the grass as her semi-wet dress stuck to her body; reminding me of my own wet dress I shift around so I wasn't feeling as cold. Why did I let her talk me into jumping into the lake? We could've died! Because you love her, I thought you where going to go away after all this. I'm never gone Santana, I'll always be here, just like an annoying mosquito that will never leave you alone. Bitch. Love you too. I could k-

"Come lay down with me, the fireflies are so beautiful Sanny. Why does the people who fly up there ever go and set the poor fireflies free?"

"Because the shine up there for you babe." I snuggled into Brittany's body, instantly warming up from the contact. Brittany never really understood the objective of stars; she watched the Lion King and agreed with the Meerkat. I always find it cute when she notices the smallest of beauties and brings a new light to them.

"I wish they get a break, or food. Is it like prison for them? Being stuck up there forever." Her blue eye's looked at me, pleading for an answer that will make this new fear go away.

"It's like a party for them Britt; at day time they fly back down here, eat, visit their little families and the sleep until they get to go back up there and dance." Pleased with my answer I watch as her attention flicks back to the sky, her arm's tighten around me as a cool breeze blow's over our bodies. My eyelids start to get heavier as Brittany's breathing lull's me to a comforted sleep.

"Sanny?"

"Mm?"

"Can this be our place?"

"A random field in the middle of nowhere?"

"No silly, somewhere that we can see the dragonflies, where nobody can connect with us. Somewhere where it's just me, you and the comfort of being in each other's hold?"

"Of course Britt-Britt" People think your stupid Britt-Britt. But right there, right now I know you're the smartest person in the world. I move into Brittany's hold, blocking the world out as the thoughts of me and her like this forever take over my mind.

"Sandbag's, Hobbit, Q. Take a seat." Sue commended from behind her desk. I look over at Blaine for answer's as to why where were called from class to her office, he was no help for the clueless shrug he gave me.

"As you may have heard, I am being given an award for being the world's greatest coach. But here I am stuck with a dilemma because your three are lazy lady-loving leaders-"

"Coach, Blaine is dating Kurt." Quinn corrected

"Exactly. It is turning your three into saps. Sandbag's you've changed, from a take-no-shit female to an always-late-for-practice and distracted girl. Q you've been losing your core strength during instructions. Hobbit your voice has gotten soft and weak, all three of you need to get back on your game or else you'll be demoted. Now get out of my office, your stench of failure is making me sick."

I felt sick to my stomach as we walked out of Sue's office; Quinn kept her head hung and Blaine looked around lost. It's not my fault that I'm busy with Brittany for the ten minutes before practice. How can I not get her innocent eyes, her carefree giggle OH and her absolutely adorable smile out of my mind! But now I'm being threatened to lose a title that I deserved, I've worked so hard to maintain. It's not my fault that Sue was born without the name, it's her own fault for being who she fucken is.

"I'm going to go to the choir room and work on my scales."

"Alright, see you later Blaine."

"Peace."

"I'm going to head to the work-out room and work on my core strength, see you San."

"Bye." I watched Quinn walk down the hall and found myself alone and not really wanting to go back to class. I decide to go sit in the café and listen to my iPod, letting my thoughts run wild until class was done and I can go to my history class with Brittany.

I'm Sexy and I Know It rang through my ears as I thought back to my date with Brittany. It was absolutely perfect, the way we just laid there until one in the morning. It was funny how a few people pulled over to make sure we where ok, but when we finally left I didn't think anything could be any better. Aren't you glad you finally accepted yourself? Yeah. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Dauh dipshit. Fuck off. Again that would be- Oh My God, shut up I'm trying to do a sexy memory walk and you're ruining it! Fine go ahead and fantasize about how Brittany's eyes make you melt, or how she makes your heart splutter just by touch. Oh we can even look at the way she makes you become a completely clueless dork when she kisses you! You ruin my fun. It's my job. Unimpressed look. You just thought a look to give your conscience? Yep. Wow your cool. Go away!

I jumped in my seat when I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder, turning I see Karofsky standing behind me with a disgusting smirk on his face; Puck stood to his left and some other football jock to his right.

"Boy's."

"Santana, we need to have a talk about your relations with this girl-"

"Brittany." I corrected. Hey I'm proud she's my girlfriend.

"She is hot, right Puck?"

"Yeah. I think I'd like to get a piece of that ass, what do you think Brandon?"

"She's got a sexy body I must admit that I'd like to fuck some of that." I felt blood rush to my cheeks in anger from the way they where talking about my girlfriend.

"But boy's she seems to be taken by this Latina bitch." Jumping to my feet, I swing to hit him square in the face; but my actions are stopped by Puck and Brandon who take a hold of either of my arms.

"Calm down Santana." He laughs,

"What the fuck is your point of being here!" I spit at him "Other than pointing out how perfect my girlfriend is!"

"Oh nothing just was making sure she was yours." Dave turned leaving the café, with the other two guys dropping me and following in pursuit. I make to go after them but am stopped by the bell; telling me its time to go to history; giving me a sudden rush of excitement.

I walk into the room finding Brittany instantly, sitting in our normal spot twirling her hair with one of her hands while doodling on a piece of paper. I sit beside her; the smell of her citrus perfume engulfs me, making me feel light headed and clueless for speech.

"Hey Sanny, guess what!"

"What Britt-Britt?" I smiled as she bounced up and down in excitement,

"I forgot to put on underwear today and I feel so free!" She smiled her full smile at me; my stomach tightened as my eye's traveled down her body hungrily. Sure enough you could tell she was missing a bra but her shorts weren't quiet short enough to tell if she was wearing underwear or not. My Breath caught as my hand's craved to check themselves not fully trusting my eye sight. I heard her light giggle as she took me into a tight hug, blocking my view of her chest and replacing it with the classroom door, where Karofsky stood with Brandon beside him. He had his hand in his jacket as he entered the room.

"Get on the ground mother fucker's!" He yelled as Brandon shut the door. Everyone looked at each other as I put my arm protectively in front of Brittany; a scream rang out from Rachel when Karofsky pulled out a black handgun and pointing it straight at the teacher and firing. Then turning the end of the cylinder to point at my head.

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