Okay Santana don't freak out it's only Brittany, you've seen Brittany pretty much every day since you started sixth form. She's only coming over for dinner. Yeah coming for dinner wither her parents, great.

I don't even know why I'm getting nervous, it's not like Britts my girlfriend or anything we're just friends. Friends that's fine, we're friends our parents will probably be friends and that's that. It's not like my parents know anyone here either, they've got to make friends to I guess. You know get to know people so it's not just work home and me, seeing as they don't have to worry about me now. I'm not like I was before I've been happy since we moved here and got away from that shithole town Lima.

Oh god, I forgot about Lima. No one here knows about that, what if they asked why we moved? I can't have Brittany finding out I'm gay and got driven away from my home because of it. If she finds out tonight she'll tell everyone, it's not that I'm ashamed of being a lesbian because I'm not. There was a time when I wouldn't even have called myself a lesbian. I just need time to get to know this place and these people before I open myself up. I need to feel strong again, because what happened in Lima really took me down.

I take one last look in the mirror and smooth down my black dress, its tight and quite short but its nice. I left my hair down and wavy, I look pretty good. One last touch, I put in some diamond earrings and smile to myself, complete. Okay with that out of the way I walk out of my bedroom down the landing and go downstairs. I make my way to the kitchen because that's where my mum will be getting the meal ready for tonight.

I walk in to see her stirring a pot on the stove and humming to herself. I just watch her for a minute from the doorway as she moves around the kitchen humming a tune to herself.

I take a deep breath "Mami?"

She turns around to look at me and smiles. "Yes mija" She pauses and looks at me, her brows furrow. She makes her way round the island in the centre of the kitchen. "Is something wrong, are you feeling ill?" She puts the back of her hand to my forehead.

"No mami, I feel fine. It's just that…" I pause, thinking of how to say what's on my mind. "I don't want them to know yet"

"Know what?"

"A-About me, about what happened, why we moved. I haven't told anyone yet I'm not ready please tell me they don't already know" It all comes out in a rush and I look straight down at my feet inspecting my perfectly painted toes as I wait for her to answer. It feels like I've been waiting an eternity when she embraces.

"Oh Santana, no me and you're father haven't told anybody. We wouldn't do that to you it's your story to tell if and when you want to tell it. We'll just say we moved because I got a great job offer and your father found a position too okay? But sweetie you do know you can't hide forever, hiding yourself away won't make you happy."

She kisses the top of my head and continues to hug me as I process all that she just said. I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding and relax into her arms. I move back slightly so I can look at her.

"Thank you, and I know mami I'm just not ready yet not after everything that happened you know? But I will tell people, I have only known them a week" I give her a weak smile.

"Okay, you do whatever you think is best" She smiles at me and looks at the clock on the wall. "Ooh, they're going to be here in 5 minutes could you set that table for me?"

"Yeah sure" I walk back out of the kitchen and to the dining room. I take the place mats and good cutlery out of the side table and starting laying them all out. Taking my time as I do it, making sure everything's in the right place. I put the last plate onto the table and step back to admire my work, making sure it's all done properly. I know it's only a table but hey why bother doing anything if you don't do it right. I slightly adjust one fork so it's sitting straight and I'm done. Just as I'm about to go to the living room the doorbell rings, I take a deep breath and go to answer it.

My hand slowly goes to the doorknob as it turns in my hand I hope nothing goes wrong tonight. As the door opens I see what must be Brittany's mother first. Blonde hair slightly darker than Brittany's pulled up into a bun; she smiles at me her eyes green unlike Brittany's piercing blue. She extends a hand towards me.

"Hi I'm Mrs Pierce, but you can call me Amy. This is my husband Tom and of course you know Brittany."

I don't notice her until her mother gestures towards her. I see her blues eyes straight away looking at me, her dress a royal blue unlike her eyes shows a bit of cleavage and clings to her waist until widening and stopping a bit above her knee. She looks different especially with her hair pulled up like her mums and with make up on. She has smoky eye shadow making her bright blue orbs stand out even more.

I smile at them all showing my sparkly white teeth. "Hi I'm Santana, come on in" I take a step back so they can enter. "You guys wanna follow me to the living room, my dad's in there and I'll get my mum from the kitchen"

As we walk into the front room my dad's sitting in his armchair in the corner reading the paper. He puts it down and stands up as they enter. I leave them to get acquainted and go the kitchen.

"Mami they're here, they're in the front room with Papi."

"Oh good, everything's pretty much ready, let's go say hi properly then shall we. Here take these into the front room for me then."

She hands me two bottles of wine one red and one white, whilst she picks up a tray of 6 glasses. As we walk into the front room Brittany's dad and mine seem to be deep in conversation already, whilst her and mum just talk. My mum lays the glasses down onto the table and introduces herself to Brittany's father who she hasn't met yet. I walk over and take a seat next to Brittany whilst our parents start to chat.

"Hey Britt"

"Hey San, you look really pretty tonight"

"Thanks you look really nice too" We sit for a moment smiling at each other. "Oh and I'm sorry about my mum yesterday"

She giggles. "It's fine she seems really nice, so did you find what you wanted even though all our paints are ugly?"

This time it's my turn to laugh "Yeah I did just about; was tough though trying to find some acceptable coloured paints because no offence they are kinda ugly."

"You're right they are" She smiles at me and moves a strand of hair back from my face. I freeze as her hand touches my face. Then my mother stands up.

"Okay guys starter should be ready so why don't you all go through to the dining room and I'll bring it out"

My dad takes a seat at the head of the table whilst Brittany's parents sit next to each other on one side and me and Britt sit on the other leaving the other end for my mother to sit in. My mother brings out roasted red pepper and tomato soup and we fall into easy conversation between our pairs, our dads, our mums and me and Britt. Our dads talk about sport for most of the meal, whilst our mums chat about Redhill and work and me and Britt talk about school and other random things. Britt never fails to find something completely random to talk about. For dessert my mum made her famous Tarta de Santiago, not long after I hear the question I'd been dreading all night.

"So guys, how comes you decided to move here?"

My breath hitches in my throat when I hear Brittany's dad say this and I look straight for my mother feeling slightly panicked. She looks at me and smiles before talking.

"Well, I got a great job offer I asked Toni here what he thought. He looked into it and found a better position than he was already in at a hospital here. So we asked Santana what she thought and the rest is history"

I let out of a sigh of relief and everything carries on as before. We finish eating and I take Britt back to the front room to watch TV whilst our parents carry on talking and drinking. I flop down onto the sofa and pick up the remote. Britt sits right next to me our legs touching. I hold the remote out to her. "Anything you want to watch?"

"No, I'm cool. San can I ask you a question?"

"Sure ask me anything?"

"I know its not really any of my business, but why did you move here. You don't have to answer me if you don't want. Its just that I saw how you reacted when my dad asked and it made me wonder"

"I-I er w- we"

"Its okay you don't have to tell me I just wondered, you can tell me when you're ready" She smiles at me and squeezes my leg to show me its okay. I freeze for a second thinking about whether or not I should tell her and that she still has her hand on my leg. Fuck it, im gonna go for it.

"Okay Britt if I tell you this can you not tell anyone. Not yet anyway?"

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to San, but of course I wont tell anyone I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die stick a needle in my eye"

"Okay well ermm I don't really know how to say this"

"Its okay take your time" She smiles at me reassuringly. I take a deep breath and look down at my hands.

"I'm gay" I just blurt it out. Not exactly how I wanted to say that great one Lopez. She laughs and it makes me nervous and slightly defensive making me tense up.

"Oh San, I'm sorry I didn't mean to laugh. Its just I knew that already. I have excellent gaydar."

I look up and shes wearing a toothy grin on her face. "You knew" I say unsure "and its okay?"

"Of course its okay silly. I'm a lesbian too"

" Y-youre a lesbian aswell!"

"Yep that's me, anyway now you've got that 'secret' out of the way" She air quoted secret and laughed.

"Wait before I say why I actually moved, nobody else knows im a lesbian do they?"

"Oh no of course not that's why Puck's spent all week flirting with you."

"Okay good, well ermm…" I pause again deciding how much I want Britt to know.

"Well back in Lima I was kind of seeing my best friend. Her name was Charlotte, we'd been friends since, well forever"

"What were you parents not cool with it?"

"No its not that, my parents are totally okay with me being gay. Its just that I wasn't out at first. Then somehow people found out, they must have seen me and Charlotte somehow because one day I got called in to my Cheer coaches office" I look up to make sure she's still listening.

"And well she told me that there was this ad that was saying horrible things about her to try and stop people wanting to vote for her in the election" I look at her again and she seems confused.

"What did that have to do with you?"

"Well the ad said how her head cheerleader was a lesbian"

"Yeahh so?"

"Well that was me and Lima's a pretty conservative place there was literally one other gay kid at my school, in fact I think he was the only other gay person I knew."

"So what happened?"

"Well when the ad went on TV and I was outed Charlotte got like super mad and broke things off. She was pretty nasty. But that's not why we moved."

"Then why did you?"

"Well after that she started pretty much a vendetta against me. I got called names, I got into fights I got slushied I had like zero friends and it wasn't just at school it was happening. It was like everywhere people shouted at me and my parents on the street. In the end my mum came into my room one day and told me we were moving next week and that was that. So here I am now with you"

I stop talking and look up trying to gage her reaction. She smiles at me and leans closer, she pulls me in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you San. That should never have happened especially to you. You're amazing and sooo nice"

"Thanks Brittany"

"I won't tell anyone about that or that you're a lesbian. Although I do think you should tell them that, they won't care honest. Kurt, Blaine, Quinn and Rachel are all gay. No one here cares."

"I will just not yet okay? Hold up did you just say Quinn's gay, I never would've guessed"

"Yepp"

"And Britt are we going to stop hugging anytime soon" I can't help but laugh a little and she does to causing her breath to tickle my neck.

"Yeah in a sec you're a great hugger do you know that?"

She pulls away from me slowly as she does her arms brush down my sides. We stop moving and I can't help but look at her, I study her face and notice she's looking at my lips. She licks her lips and moves ever so closer to me. I look into her eyes and move forward as well. Should I just kiss her or is it too soon. God knows I want to.