Author's note: Hey everybody! Thanks for writing. Sorry for the long wait but a lot has been going on. This chapter isn't really done and I;m not very happy with it but I wanted to update for all of you lovelies! The Mike and Tina part is short but they aren't very important to this story. It'll mostly be Finchel, Quam, Brittana, Klaine and Puck/OC with side other ND charactres and OCs. I have to finish the move ins then I'll start with the dram/argueing/yelling/throwing dshes/breaking hearts/suicide (kidding about the last one!...maybe). Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own Glee as much as I own Lea Michelle's voice. In other words; I wish!

Brittany and Artie

Santana dragged Brittany out of the kitchen and into the foyer to get their bags, leaving Artie to fend for himself. He sighed and wheeled into the foyer. Mr. Shuester showed him the elevator in the house and he was prepared to take several trips up and down with each of his pieces of luggage rested on his lap one at a time. He tried picking up a large brown suitcase and almost fell out of his chair. Next thing he knew, two manicured hands were taking the suitcase from him. His eyes followed the hands to arms wearing dance sleeves, to shoulder clad with a blue tank top, a neck partially covered by a silver choker and finally, up to Brittany's smiling face.

"Let me help you with that," she said, kindly.

Upstairs Santana put down the half of Brittany's luggage that she was carrying. She looked around for her girlfriend and didn't see the bubbly blonde.

"Brittany, where are you?" she called out.

"Down here," the familiar voice called from the bottom of the stairs. Santana was stunned that she didn't notice Brittany slipping away. She was normally always watching Brittany but this time she'd been too busy checking out the hallway. She put the bags down next to where Brittany had dropped her share and headed downstairs.

In the foyer, Brittany stood next to Artie, a suitcase in her hand and a duffle bag on his lap.

"Grab the other one, will you?" Brittany said.

Santana wanted to say something nasty about letting Artie cart his own stuff, after all he has a chair right there, but one look at Brittany's face had her sighing and picking up a bag. Artie smiled at Santana and started wheeling himself towards the elevator. Brittany also smiled at Santana but the girl's smile did something to her that the boy's didn't. It made her heart stop and then start up at twice the speed.

The two girls followed Artie into the elevator. Brittany pressed the up button.

The trio reached the upstairs hallway. Santana rushed out the elevator, desperate to get Artie into his room and Brittany alone with her. She pushed through the first door she saw and after accidentally barging in on Kurt and Mercedes, their roommates and then a few seconds later Sam and Quinn, who were on the opposite side of the room from their roommates. Whatever had gone on in there, Santana knew she would be hearing about it later. Finally, she pushed open a door that had no one behind it. Santana paid no attention to the pattern on the door and Artie knew Brittany wouldn't remember so he made sure to remember the blue and white diamond print. When they entered the room that they thought was empty, the three where surprised to find a couple sitting on one f the beds making out.

"Hi!" Brittany announced, cheerily. The couple snapped apart causing the girl to fall off her boyfriend's lap. Santana recognized them as the lovey-dovey couple from downstairs.

"Hey," the boy greeted, standing up, "I'm-"

"Mitchell!" his girlfriend shouted from where she had been left on the floor. "Help me!"

The boy jumped in surprise, realizing what he had done for the first time. "Sorry, sweetie," he said picking the girl up by the waist and setting her easily on her feet.

'My God, Mitchell, you are such an idiot," she snapped. Mitchell ignored her and turned to the group that was standing in the doorway, gawking.

"I'm Mitchell," he said, stating the obvious. He pointed at his girlfriend," and that's Destiny.'

Brittany introduced them as Santana smirked to herself. Artie thought he heard her mutter something about it being "her destiny to get her ass kicked" and he couldn't help but smile and chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Brittany asked, innocently.

"Oh nothing," Artie replied.

Destiny rolled her eyes and grabbed Mitchell's arm, turning him away from the three.

Santana set down Artie's bag and went back into the hallway to collect Brittany's.

"Okay, let's go, Brittany," she rushed out, grabbing the other girl's hand.

Brittany pulled her hand out of Santana's grasp.

"Wait, San," she said, "how about you go on to your room and I'll come over later. I want to get to know Debbie and Michael and tell them about McKinley. If only Lord Tubbington was here, he's such a good storyteller!"

Santana tensed at being dismissed. Destiny started getting angry about Brittany messing up their names and Brittany just stood looking around innocently, thinking about her cat.

Artie quickly leaned as close to Brittany as possible to whisper, "Brit, it's Destiny and Mitchell." The girl nodded absentmindedly.

"Brittany, it's fine, I'll stay and go to my room later," Santana said, sitting on one of the beds.

"Really, Santana, go. Meet your roommate, its fun! Brittany insisted grabbing Santana's hand and leading her out the door. She gave the Latina a hug and a Santana quickly pressed her lips to Brittany's.

"See you later," Brittany whispered.

"Promise?" Santana asked.

Brittany nodded and linked her pinky with Santana. They leaned in, kissed the other's finger, then kissed each other's lips and parted ways. Santana trudged down the stairs to retrieve her luggage, somewhat dejected by her dismissal.

Brittany slipped back in the door to her room.

"Is Santana gone?" Artie asked.

"Yes," Brittany replied. She started unpacking some of her stuff.

"Did that Spanish girl leave?" Mitchell asked, obviously having not paid attention to the last few minutes. Both Artie and Brittany nodded.

Destiny smirked. "Thank God," she scoffed.

Brittany looked up, understanding that Destiny's tone was not a very nice one.

"Are you talking about Santana?" she asked.

"Yeah, her. God she's such a bitch," Destiny said, causing Mitchell to crack up.

"Don't talk about her like that!" Brittany cried out indignantly, "I love her!"

This caused Destiny to stand up and come closer to Brittany. She chuckled to herself. "You love her, do you? That's sweet,"

Brittany nodded her head and smiled brightly, oblivious to the sarcasm and pure venom in the dark-haired girl's voice. She started to turn back to her bags.

"Dyke."

Brittany froze. She had heard someone say that to her before and at that time Santana had been with her and had jumped on the girl, attempting to claw her eyes out. However, this time Santana wasn't there and Brittany had to deal with it alone. She turned back around to see that Destiny had gone back to the other side of the room with Mitchell. She moved a bit closer to the pair.

"That's not very nice," she said sweetly, "but its okay, you can apologize."

Destiny turned around and looked Brittany in the eyes. "Not likely. What you are is unnatural. Get it through your head, ditz, its wrong."

Artie froze in his chair. He knew that the world was about to come crashing down around them. He wouldn't put it past Santana to be hiding outside, listening to the conversation in the room some how, however he prayed that she wasn't so that there wouldn't be a murder in their new room. He watched carefully for Brittany's reaction.. Even Mitchell, who was very used to Destiny's bad attitude, tensed. He wasn't concerned about Destiny pissing off their new roommates since she did that with everyone. He wanted to be able to intervene if anything got violent. Destiny's looks were pretty much all she had going for her and the reason why he even went out with her so they both couldn't afford to have them messed up.

"I'm sorry," Brittany said with a sad smile. Everyone, especially Destiny was shocked by the blonde's words. "I'm sorry that you're so unhappy that you have to try to make everyone else feel terrible. I love Santana and she's a great person. Do you love Michael? I think you're jealous but that gives you no right to act like a total bitch!" As Brittany talked, her voce raised gradually until she was yelling in Destiny's face.

For a while everyone froze. Mitchell was stunned that someone had finally stood up to his girlfriend like that and he found it really…hot. Artie was shocked that Brittany had said something that wise. It was rare that she had a real comeback to someone being mean to her and even rarer that it made sense. Destiny's eyes widened, her dark skin turned an eerie shade of purple and her fury overtook each one of her features. Her hand rose into the air. A second before it could come in contact with Brittany's cheek, Artie snapped into action. He pushed his chair forward at full speed, launching himself between the two girls. Destiny had to jump back to keep her stiletto clad feet from getting crushed.

"How about we go check out the pool, Brittany?" Artie suggested, trying to keep the argument from escalating.

Immediately all thoughts of Destiny left Brittany's mind and she nodded excitedly, turning to retrieve her and Artie's bathing suits.

Artie sighed in relief and wheeled himself out the door; Brittany trailed behind him, chattering excitedly.

Mike and Tina

"This place is amazing!" Tina announced excitedly, gripping Mike's hand as they entered the foyer.

"So are you," Mike replied smiling down at the shorter girl. She smiled up at him in return, leaning into his side. She started pulling him up the steps.

"Wait," he protested, half-heartedly, "let me get our bags."

Tina winked at him. "Let's come back."

Those words were enough to have Mike chasing Tina up the stairs, almost running over Santana.

"Careful lovebirds," the Latina warned, teasingly, "we don't need any Asians in diapers running aroud."

The two ignored her, save Tina's slight giggle. Before they reached the hall full of doors, Mike grabbed Tina by the waists and leaned into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and a second later their lips met. He pushed her against the wall, deepening the kiss.

Santana laughed from the bottom of the stairs. "No one's in the room with the checkered door!" she called with a final chuckle. With a series of not so smooth movements they busted through the black, green, red and blue checkered door.

5 minutes and a very messed up bed, Tina and Mike jumped apart at the sound of the sound of the door opening. Tina hurried to adjust her shirt and short black skirt as Mike started trying to fix the bed. The door opened all the way to reveal a boy and a girl, both in athletic wear, carting large duffel bags and suitcases.

The girl put down her bags and adjusted her blonde pigtails. She smiled at the two Asian teenagers. "I'm Spencer and that's Jake, Mike and Tina, right?"

They nodded and Mike continued trying to fix the bed sheets discreetly.

Jake chuckled. "No need, man," he told Mike," we know what you guys were doing."

"But thanks for stopping when we got here," Spencer said giving a warm smile to a blushing Tina and a smirking Mike. "I can't even count the amount of times I've been scared by walking in on Mitchell and Destiny." Mike vaguely remembered Mitchell and Destiny as the couple that was all over each other in the kitchen.

"Like that time in the auditorium…" Jake started causing him and Spencer to crack up. Tina sat on the bed with Mike, less embarrassed now. Mike raised his eyebrow at the two laughing teens. Jake and Spencer sat on the bed next to the one Mike and Tina had claimed.

Jake and Spencer abandoned their bags on the floor and Tina and Mike paid no attention to their bags, left on the floor in the foyer. The four teens sat on the bed talking and laughing. They were all relieved to have good roommates, knowing that some of their glee-mates wouldn't be so lucky.

Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it! I know it wasn't that great and was really short but like I said I was trying to hurry to update and had like no time. Please please please review. I love them more than Mark Salling's arms and Cory Montheiths face COMBINED!

Until next time!