A/N- Okay so once again, appreciating the reviews! Time for me to really start developing on some Brittana, so in this chapter, you will see breakdowns of different Brittana scenes from different days. Xx
Chapter 7
Miss Wood's hand still lingered over Santana's arm. Closing her eyes as hard as she could, Brittany tried but she just couldn't. Miss Lopez was stuck into her thoughts; she was the sole reason why the blonde refused to keep in touch with any of her friends for over a week. Because Brittany was scared...two weeks ago, she was fine and hooking up with Lucy...Technically they still were. And things just seemed to go with the flow.
But now, now she was getting suspended. Now she was filling up her mind with images of her teacher. Now, now she thought, I was jealous of whoever came close to Miss Lopez.
Miss Lopez removed Fiona's hand from her arm, deciding it was too close for comfort. As Santana wrote things on the board, her assistant handed out some task sheets to the students. As the petite woman walked past Brittany's desk, the blonde stuck out a leg causing the assistant to tumble and go crashing to the floor.
"Ouch". Giggles were echoed across the classroom.
"Miss Wood, are you okay?" Santana came to the aid of her fellow colleague.
"Y-yes" was all she could mumble feeling visibly embarrassed after tripping over like that.
"How did it happen?" Miss Lopez queried.
"She tripped over Miss...Duh!" Quinn pointed out from her desk.
Miss Lopez turned to face Quinn, "Keep your comments to yourself please... "Fiona, how did you tumble so far onto the ground if you just tripped?"
Miss Wood's glanced at Brittany and her trailing leg, Santana soon followed the line of eye sight, yep who else would it be, but Brittany.
"Here, get up, it's just a little cut, you'll be fine" Santana teased, helping the teacher to sit down on one of the chairs.
The lesson had 45 minutes to go and Santana ordered for the remainder of the lesson to be worked under silence. For once, her students obliged.
"Hey Fiona, you can head off home, you could do with the rest".
"Thanks Miss, see you tomorrow".
Brittany was walking out with Lucy when she heard a voice calling her back. "Brittany, here, now".
Preparing herself to give the blonde a right old scolding, she no sooner turned that angry stance into one of care, genuine care when she stared at the feature above Brittany's lips.
"You're nose...what happened?"
"Lamppost".
"Oh... right then" The Brunette tried her best to not laugh.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes". Arms crossed defensively from the blonde.
Don't you just hate one word answers. Speak properly, Santana thought.
"And you're mum with the whole suspension thing?"
"Fine". Again not moving from her arms crossed stance.
Scratching her head a little, muscles tensing up a little, Santana hated when people acted like this. So she went back to what she originally called Brittany over for.
"Why did you trip over Miss Wood?"
"No I never...Brittany nervously began, "she fell over my bag".
"Your bag...doesn't that stay behind your chair and not on the side of it?"
"I don't know then, maybe Rachel or Quinn's...all I know is that I'm innocent okay".
"It's not good to lie you know". Santana stated with a touch of bitterness.
"Nor is taking advantage of someone...or in your case, manipulate".
And there it went. Santana's hopes fading out dramatically as any hint of a civil conversation just died because of that statement. Brittany really did need to learn on how to kerb that temper of hers. She sometimes spoke more than she could chew.
"Just go Brittany, I've had enough drama from you now, you can leave".
When the blonde walked out, she felt so guilty for the way she had spoken. She'd done it plenty times before, but this time it got to her, in the sense that maybe she should apologise. I mean it did seem as if though Santana wasn't playing naughty anymore. Maybe her addiction with the students was starting to finally go. And maybe she only had a pair of eyes for just that one special individual now.
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Miss Wood failed to attend the next day. She claimed to Sue that she wasn't feeling too well. All she did was trip over, and now she had lost all feelings within her legs. Maybe someone should introduce her to Tina's new boyfriend Artie, who she dumped Mike for.
Santana was happy with this outcome though. Now she would be able to conduct the lesson the way she wanted too. Once again, just like yesterday, she was greeted with two familiar blonde girls locking lips with each other.
Seeing this image, Santana wanted to run into the storage room. No, no to have one of her students go down her. She wasn't interested in that shit anymore. But to hide away from Brittany and hope that by sitting in a cold room, she would be able to let the heat from her body disappear.
She announced a good morning to the class, and discussed today's topic on the blackboard.
ROLE PLAY
"Wait...what exactly are we role playing?" Mercedes asked her teacher.
"Each and every single one of you should know that answer, what exactly are we doing our assignments on?" She questioned, not just to Mercedes, but the whole class.
"Macbeth". Was said in unison.
"Exactly...so I'm going to be deciding which characters you play and then next week, you'll have to perform it in an assembly".
"In front of everyone...what, why? Isn't that stupid?"
"And why is that Quinn, it's just a bit of fun that we English teachers came up with..It doesn't affect your grade, nor will we be observing...and you never know, it might just help you with your final draft of the Macbeth assignments".
"So is everyone okay with that...good, I shall have a list of characters and who's going to be playing who by the end of this week, I'll have it up on the wall".
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"Yes Brittany, what can I do for you?" The blonde approached the desk once everyone left.
"Sorry". She mumbled, eyes fixed onto the ground, not loud enough for Miss Lopez to hear.
"What...you're going to have to speak up".
"I said I'm sorry...for yesterday" Brittany looked up now, clutching hard on to her bag.
"Don't worry about it; I'm pretty used to your insults now". Santana snapped back, getting back to the work she started marking on her desk. It's funny how life works. The brunette was desperate just to have one moment, one where she and Brittany could have a proper conversation. And here was the situation presenting itself and Santana was neglecting it. Both girls were obviously intimidated by each other, afraid of what one felt, it was the only, simple logical reason.
She won't even look up at me, this was pointless. I'm never apologising for anything again. Brittany walked out the door and Santana immediately threw her pen to the desk, hands on her head as she could feel her inner thoughts fighting with her outer ones.
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When Santana arrived to her class, she just wasn't in the mood for anything or anyone today,. The Latina failed to sleep all night, all she could see were the words (I'm Sorry) coming from Brittany's mouth and how she couldn't even acknowledge the apology properly.
And her mood did turn even sour. Miss Wood obviously managed to shake the pain away from her legs, as there she was organising things, already placing books onto the student's desk even though the lesson didn't get underway for another twenty minutes.
"Legs better?" Miss Lopez asked walking up to her desk.
"Yes, thank you, would you like anything, tea/coffee?"
Santana muttered a no thanks before she got up and stuck a red sheet of paper which had all her student's names and which character they would be playing.
When the uniformed girls all walked in, they hesitantly walked towards the red piece of paper, they really really weren't looking forward to this.
The Three Witches: Quinn, Tina, Mercedes
Macbeth: Rachel
Lady Macbeth: Brittany
Banquo: Lucy
Fleance: Mary
Duncan, King of Scotland: Jade
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When the girls took to their seats, Rachel raised her hand. "Me and Macbeth...surely I could change that with someone".
"No.. Santana spoke, "Nobody will be changing anything, you will play the character that I assigned you too, it's just meant to be some fun".
"You must be kidding if you think I'm going to go upstage and prance around being Lady Macbeth". Brittany indicated with her feet up on the desk.
Miss Lopez sighed in defeat. Why did this class make life so difficult for her? "Please, just do this one thing, I will grade all your assignments with at least a C".
"Make it an A" One girl shouted back.
"No, I'll stick to B then, we all agreed?"
"Yes miss".
"And Brittany, you okay with this?"
"No...I said so didn't I?" "I am not going to do fuck all for this shit play".
Santana couldn't help but feel this was slightly her fault because of yesterday's events. Brittany was obviously furious that her attempt of an apology went down the bin and she was certainly not used to apologising so it took a lot of guts as well.
But she also couldn't understand why Brittany was reacting like this. Why did the blonde want her apology to be accepted anyway? Why was she acting weird ever since she came back from suspension? Why did it seem as if the blonde always locked her eyes to where ever Santana fixed hers?
"We'll talk about this after lesson is over".
For once, Brittany never walked up to the teacher's desk, which she normally did. She was sat on her desk still, elbow planted on the side, doodling on some scrap paper. Miss Lopez grabbed a chair from one of the desks, scooting it forward so she could be sat a few inches away from the blonde.
"Let me apologize today...I'm sorry"
Brittany never moved from her space, still scribbling ferociously on the blank paper.
"Brittany...Brittany...look at me, she said snatching the paper away so attention could only be on her, "I'm genuinely sorry for everything, for what I did to your friends, to Lucy, to everyone that I've hurt".
"But I'm extremely sorry for not appreciating the fact that you came to apologise to me, I was...well I don't know what I was".
She doesn't know why but there was something completely different about Brittany. She looked lost, almost dejected, like she was seeing life through a puppy dog's eyes. There were small tears forming and you could see her struggle internally. Santana edged closer and closer, taking a pale hand into hers.
"Hey, why are you crying, is everything okay?"
Brittany wiped the tears from her eyes, shifting a little as she began speaking. "It's nothing...oh and I guess I'll play Lady Macbeth".
"Thank you Brittany, that's all I ask for" A small smile, just a tiny one appeared on both the girl's faces at exactly the same time, almost as if they were in sync.
Brittany took a deep breath, bowing her head little as she thought about what she wanted to do next. Then Santana who realized that she still had the blonde's hand in hers squeezed it a little before saying, "I get so nervous around you".
Brittany now moved her whole body sideways so she could be directly face to face with her teacher. "So do I..." was all she could respond as she edged dangerously closer to Santana's lips.
For a minute, this is what she wanted, what she was desperate for but then she had to for once think about the student. She spent the best part of a year, messing up students not giving a damn about what happened to them later. She didn't and couldn't do that to Brittany.
For once Santana would have to put her own needs away, because she was simply doing this for Brittany and for her sake. If they share even just that one kiss, it could open up so many disasters, for both of them.
This wasn't just any meaningless situation between a teacher and student here. There were potential feelings involved and most important of all, two hearts on the line. It wasn't worth Brittany risking her whole life for.
Their lips were half an inch away and when Brittany thought she was about to close the gap fully, Santana ducked. She jumped up from her seat, grabbed her bag, walking out at a frantic pace.
Brittany got up from her desk, half thinking if she should look for her but she thought better of it. The weekend was here now anyway, guess it was time to just forget about everything and do some serious therapy shopping with her mum.
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"Mum you meant what you said to me last year didn't you?"
"Sweetie, I say a lot of things, you're going have to clarify for me"
"That...Brittany started crying, "You'll never judge me for the person I fall in love with".
Brittany's mum stopped walking and put her arms her daughter's neck, taking her in for a hug. "Yes, yes sweetheart, of course, all I know is that you're my rock, and I for one I'm never going to get in the way of your happiness...I accepted your path when you came out as a lesbian and I acknowledged that...if anything develops in your silly little teenage world, you come straight to me okay, cuz I do get worried".
"Thanks mum, you're the best, I love you...now come on, there's this 500 dollar shoes I've been meaning to buy..."
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Today was the day students of different English classes were going to perform Macbeth. The audience wouldn't be big; it wasn't going to be in front of the whole college, just the English teachers, Miss Wood and the students.
Santana was sat in the staffroom as she discussed with her fellow colleagues about the costumes for the Macbeth play and whose class was going to be performing first.
She returned to her classroom and asked for her assistant to bring her a cup of coffee. It was 9am and time for her class to arrive. Santana knew that she was going to find it hard with Brittany especially after what occurred last week.
Miss Wood came back with a cup of coffee and was about to give it directly to Santana's hands when she accidently dropped the contents on her shirt.
Miss Lopez shouted, looking disgustedly at the stains on her white shirt. "What the hell, Fiona?"
"I am so sorry; here... let me clean it up"
"It was really hot and the mug just slipped". Fiona tried to explain further once she managed to locate the tissues from her bag.
Brittany was with Rachel and Quinn with Mercedes and Tina behind them as they talked about their roles in Macbeth between each other. When they entered the classroom, Quinn was the first to walk in and barfed a little bit when she saw what was happening.
"Oh...now that is just gross"
The girls all looked to where Quinn was staring and saw Fiona wiping something off of Santana's shirt. Brittany felt that tinge of jealousy again as Miss Wood's hands brushed against Santana's cleavage.
When both the teacher's could hear the commotion of the students walking into the classroom, Santana looked up and saw anger across Brittany's face. She immediately brushed Fiona's hands away from her shirt claiming, "Thanks, I can do the rest from here".
"Don't stop on our behalf". Brittany uttered once she sat on her desk.
"Yeah looks like we caught you at the wrong time". Rachel added as she raised her eyebrows questioningly at the teachers.
Surprisingly before Santana could speak, Miss Wood's got there first. "I dropped coffee on her; I was merely helping to clean up the mess I caused".
And that was that. No one had dared to mention anything else and as Santana got up to throw the used tissues in the bin, she could sense Brittany's anxiety as the blonde could only keep her eyes fixated on the teacher.
It was going to be a long day.
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Miss Lopez's class and two other classes were sat in the main hall as they prepared for their performances. They had spent all morning during their English class in rehearsing for this play.
The first class up to go first were Miss Henderson's English class. The audience watched on as the students all acted out their roles. Santana who was sat with her group on one side of the hall took a sneak behind her shoulders to see that Brittany and Lucy weren't paying any attention to the stage.
They were sat kissing, giggling in between when Rachel and Quinn would tell them to stop and concentrate on what was in front of them. Santana could only let out a long sigh when both students refused to listen to her.
"Please show some respect to the other classes".
"Why though... Lucy answered, "We're only going to be doing the same thing that their doing now".
Santana could only look at Brittany, as if the blonde was doing this on purpose, because of what she saw between Fiona and herself this morning. The situation between the teacher and student was becoming more and more strained.
After Miss Henderson's class finished performing, it was now time for Mr Jones's class to get up on stage.
His class just like Miss Henderson's gave a fine performance of the play and were greeted by many cheers and applause.
Now it was time for the last group and for Miss Lopez's class. The students left the hall, to go and get changed into their costumes.
Santana waited, sitting in the hall, congratulating Miss Henderson and Mr Jones's class on their performance of Macbeth.
When the students walked back into the hall, all dressed up and changed into their costumes, it was then that Santana mentally decided that she had made the right decision in making Brittany Lady Macbeth. Even with her nose all bruised up; she looked so elegant and even beautiful with her hair down.
As each scene went by, Miss Lopez could only feel pride as to the way her students put in 100% into their performances. She knew majority didn't want to take any part in this but they made each scene look real with their amazing portrayal of each character.
Once her class finished up the final act, they arguably had the loudest cheers and applause of the afternoon.
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Brittany was the last to enter the changing rooms when everyone else was already out of their costumes.
"Where were you Brittany, we've been waiting" Quinn asked as she re-applied her lip gloss.
"Nurse...my nose was bleeding a little".
"Oh come on guys, it's not funny anymore, stop it". Brittany continued speaking when her friends started laughing.
"If you were in our shoes Britt, you'd be saying something different". Rachel expressed.
"Anyways, we best go, it's getting late, we'll see you tomorrow babe". Tina spoke as she and Mercedes left the room.
"Yeah hold up, we best leave as well, sorry Britt" Quinn added as she whispered to the other blonde's ear something about her and Rachel 'helping' each other with their homework.
When all four girls left, Lucy offered to stay, asking if Brittany wanted to come over to her house later on. Before any answer could be given, Miss Lopez walked in.
"Oh...hey girls, I didn't think anyone would be in here". She lied, knowing full well, that Brittany only came in five minutes ago.
"Maybe another time Lucy, I'll catch you tomorrow". She leant in to kiss her and as Lucy slowly started to leave the room, she couldn't help but feel paranoid in leaving Brittany alone with Miss Lopez.
Brittany was about to take her dress off when she pointed out, "Well could you like either get out or turn around?"
"What...oh right". Santana replied when she realized Brittany still had her costume on. She was half tempted to sneak a peek at the blonde but knew that would be crossing the limits. When she used to take her students into the storage room, she never once told them to take their clothes off. She did have some respect after all.
Brittany finished putting her uniform back on and indicated that her teacher was safe to turn now. Santana did just that and half smiled at the blonde.
"Where's your little plaything?" Brittany asked as she tied her hair up.
"What plaything, what are you talking about?" Miss Lopez exclaimed.
"Fiona or whatever you like to call her, she seemed pretty comfy touching you up this morning".
"Brittany, she spilled coffee on me, seriously I cannot believe you sometimes, what is your problem?" Santana retaliated and for some strange reason felt anger boiling within her.
"My problem...Brittany snapped back, "Is that you can fuck every other student in this college and when I try to make a move, you fucking hold back on me".
Santana walked closer, but then soon thought better of it. She rushed out of the room and stood outside, leaning against the wall as she tried her best to get thoughts of her kissing Brittany out of her head.
"Fuck, fuck". For once Santana couldn't keep it in, mentally scolding herself for feeling like this.
Brittany stared hard into the mirror, closing her eyes for a few seconds as she battled with her conscience. She was so into her own little world that she didn't even hear the door of the changing room being opened again.
When she opens her eyes again, she is met by the presence of her teacher, who she sees from the reflection of the mirror.
Brittany turns around slowly as her heart starts pounding a little too loud for her liking. She finds it extremely hard to breathe as her mouth starts to dry up and her head starts spinning.
The blonde moves ever so slowly towards her teacher and raises her hand so she could grasp the brunette's face. But before Brittany could touch her, Santana is quick to catch her hand into hers startling the blonde a little.
When she looks into Santana's eyes once again, her expression was intense, almost threatening. For a moment Brittany thinks that she is angry but before she could ponder it further, her teacher yanks her forward and covers her mouth with a hungry kiss.
Brittany responds immediately, surprising herself as to just how good this moment felt right about now. Santana's mouth was warm, the caress of her lips softer than she could have imagined. She tasted tentatively with her tongue and the blonde opened her mouth with a low moan.
Santana closed her eyes harder when she heard that moan. For a second, it felt like someone had lit fireworks in her stomach. When Brittany dared to slide her hand under the shirt of her teacher's, the brunette stopped the kiss the second she felt contact on her body.
"No, don't... Brittany didn't say anything back as she didn't want to seem to disappointed or come across eager... "If we're going to do this, I want it to be proper, come on... Santana whispers out the last part quietly, "Let's go back to my place".
A/N- Oh my god, 4000 words. Fuck lol! Oh and next chapter has sex/smut in it! So if you want that, then review init! What you waiting for? Lol. So what did you guys make of this? Feedback would be nice! :) X