Chapter 3
Third Period
Santana and Brittany had a free period together. They always went to the library, and always sat in the same spot; a table in the far corner of the room. Considering Brittany could never remember what class she had, and normally had to be walked to class by Santana, it's no surprise really that she often forgets where they sit in the library. Every time the girls have a free period together, Santana sits down in their usual spot, and within minutes receives a text.
To San:
Im lost San, wer are youuuu, I dont now wer we alwaaays go sit?
B x
Santana had been sat in the library for about 5 minutes now, and was waiting for this text; her phone was in her hand ready to send a quick response. Brittany never understood texts, so Santana had to text her in proper English.
To Brit:
Im where we always sit B, in the far right corner. Walk past the computers and you'll c me.
S x
It was the same text she always sent, but within a few minutes Brittany had spotted Santana and came skipping over, hugging the Latina from behind before sitting down. As they were in the library, they weren't supposed to talk, and had been told off or even kicked out on numerous occasions for breaking this rule. Instead of talking, they sat side by side, Santana worked, and Brittany usually drew pictures after getting bored and frustrated with her school work, whilst sharing texts or writing notes to each other. This way they wouldn't get told off.
To Britt:
Do you have any work to do Brit?
S x
Brittany smiled excitedly as she saw her phone flash, temporarily forgetting that it would be Santana who had sent it. Seeing this San did as she always did, and linked pinkies with the ditzy blonde, until Brittany had eventually decided on what she wanted to respond.
To San:
I have lodes and lodes of work to do but I just don't understand it. Kan you help me? Pleas san
B x
To Brit:
Of course B, I'll help you tonight when you come to mine ok? For now, I'll do my own work, you just draw some pictures.
S x
To San:
Thanx san, your the best. Ill draw you a rely gud pictur of sum dux
B x
Santana didn't bother responding; she just looked at Brittany, smiled and gave her a nod. Santana did have a lot of her own work to do; she normally did it in their free periods because she always had to help Brittany with hers after school. The first thing on her to-do list was Spanish homework, this wouldn't take her long at all, she actually found it slightly humorous that she would get 100% in any test or piece of homework given, without even showing up, or at least paying a minimal amount of attention. Next job, maths homework, this would be a bit harder. It wasn't that she was bad at maths; it was just that it didn't come naturally to her like it did some people. Puck for example never went to maths classes, he was a secret maths genius and didn't see the need.
They sat silently for a few minutes, working and drawing before Brittany started to fidget, and Santana looked up to see her writing another text.
To San:
Your rely clever San, I like waching you work. You do like dux don't you?
B x
To Brit:
Not as clever as you Brit Brit. Yeah I like ducks, your picture is awesome btw. I like watching you draw
S x
To San:
I drew this pictur for youu.
Bx
To Brit:
Thanks, it's real nice. I love it
S X
Santana turned to get back to her work. She could see Brittany typing on her phone, and was waiting for the next text.
To San:
Ill draw you lodes of dux if you like. You should get bak to your work; I can see your trying rely hard. It looks like it's rely hard stuff. I bet I cudnt do it.
B x
Brittany watched as Santana seemed to be texting for what felt like forever. Santana had actually written out an entire text, before deleting it and changing her response to the bubbly blonde sat next to her.
Brittany's Pov:
Im glad I have San to help me do my work; I'm not very good at school stuff. People say that I'm not smart, but San always says that I'm just not book smart. At first I didn't know what that meant, but then she explained that it means that I'm not good at school stuff, but I'm good at other things, she says I'm people smart and dance smart. I'm pretty sure that San is smart at everything though, she's good at the hard school stuff, and she can dance quite well, and she has such an amazing voice. I hope she knows how amazing she is. She's taking a really long time to write this text message, I bet she's writing some more about ducks, that's my favourite thing to think about. I'll have to make sure I draw her lots of pictures that will make her smile. I love her smile. People always think she's just an angry bitch all of the time, but they don't know the real Santana, not like I do. Sometimes I wish she would show them though, like her smile, everyone should get to see that, it's the best thing a person could ever see.
The text that Santana had orgionally typed out read:
Thanks B, You could do anything you want to do. I love you
S x
However by the time Brittany had received a text it read
To Brit:
Thanks, I love your ducky drawings. The work isn't that hard once you set your mind to it, I'll help you later with your work, and then it won't seem that hard. Just keep drawing those ducks B
S x
Brittany knew Santana would be texting her something about ducks, and she giggled when she read the text – see people smart. Santana actually found her work pretty easy and it didn't take very long to finish. Once she did finish she simply put her books to the side, and took hold of Brittany's pinkie to let her know that she had finished. Brittany continued drawing what looked like hundreds pictures of ducks. Santana just watched her every move. She actually liked these free periods, where she just sat close to her best friend, they didn't have the need to talk, and because of the no talking rule, no one could interrupt them. In Santana's mind, this was her favourite part of the day.
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Mike and Tina
Throughout the entire day, Mike and Tina sent each other texts. Even when they were sat in the same class next to each other, they didn't really talk much, neither of them wanted to be kicked out of the class.
To Tina:
I love you so much
M xx
To Mike:
I love you more
T xx
To Tina:
Not possible. U look so cute when ur concentrating
M xx
To Mike:
u shud be concentrating too. Don't wanna fail.
T xx
To Tina:
I am concentrating. I'm concentrating on you
M xx