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Chapter Two

"Everyone this is Brittany." Mr Schue announced.

"Hi!" Brittany smiled brightly at the students, she was really nervous but at the same time she could hardly contain her excitement.

The students waved and said their 'hellos'. They didn't seem too scary.

"On behalf of the entire glee club I would like to say welcome and we look forward to working with you." A short brunette walked up to Brittany and held out her hand. "I'm Rachel Berry."

"Nice to meet you." Brittany said shaking her hand. She had to admit this girl was a little off putting with her forwardness.

"What are your credentials?" The shorter girl asked eyeing Brittany eagerly.

"Umm well, I-" Brittany started, she was a little overwhelmed.

"Leave her alone Berry." A very beautiful, dark haired girl in a cheerleading uniform, cuddling with a tall, fairly handsome looking boy, interrupted. "Go back to your hole in the ground or wherever Hobbits live." That earned a few giggles from her class mates. Brittany frowned she was grateful that the student had told Rachel to leave her alone but she didn't like the fact she had to insult her to do it.

Rachel was about to reply when two boys walked quickly onto the stage.

"Sorry we're late Mr Schue!" A boy wearing a bowtie and too much hair gel apologised. "Coach Sue was trying to convince us to join the Cheerios again. She said she needed males that wouldn't be distracted by looking up the girls skirts."

Brittany looked at the two cheerleaders in the room, she could see why boys would be tempted to look up their skirts. They were hot! Her eyes widened at her own thoughts. She knew ogling students, who she hoped weren't minors, wouldn't make a very good first impression.

"It's Ok Blaine, we were just getting started." Will said.

"Oh my goodness!" The other boy who had just arrived squealed as he stared at Brittany and clapped his hands together turning the other student's attention to him.

Brittany wasn't sure why the boy was acting so excitedly but he was staring at her so she thought it would be polite to smile.

"You- I swear you look like a dancer who was on tour with Brittney Spears!" His grin grew even wider. "I was there and I remember you because when I wasn't watching Brittney herself I was watching you! You're amazing! I'm Kurt Hummel."

"Uh, thanks. My name is also Brittany." She replied and withheld the story of how her name was also Brittney Spears. Well Brittany Spierce.

"Girl, tell me you're playin'? You were really on tour with her? Dang!" A boy in a wheelchair said raising his hand in the air in some sort of wanna be gangster move.

"Yep." Brittany Shrugged. She was honoured to have been on tour with her idol but it was kind of old news now and she didn't like to brag.

The club all started talking at once. Some to one another and some were asking Brittany question after question.

"Guys, that's enough!" Mr Schue yelled over the noise. "We're not here to hassle Brittany, right now we need to work on the choreography." The students moaned and stood up.

"I've listened to the songs you're performing," Brittany said as she stood confidently in front of the students. "And worked out a routine to the three of them. There will still be some things to iron out and fix later on, like the transitioning between songs, but for right now let's get the steps down." The theme the club had chosen was the Jackson family. They were starting with 'ABC' by the Jackson Five, followed by 'Control' by Janet Jackson and finishing off with 'Man in the Mirror' by Michael.

Brittany led the group of twelve student through the steps of the first song that she had previously planned. She was surprised to see them actually listening to her and taking it seriously. They were hard workers. They sung their parts as they moved to the music.

"Wow, I'm blown away by their talent!" Brittany said to Will as she stopped to watch the students run through the number by themselves.

"They're great kids, each and every one are so special and talented in their own unique way."

Brittany nodded in agreement. "Alright guys, let's take a breather and then I'll come around and help you with the parts you're struggling with." Brittany felt proud of herself, she sounded like a teacher and the kids seemed to respect her. This was going to be a lot easier than she thought.


"Hey guys," Puck said in a hushed voice as he sat down with Finn, Santana, Quinn and Sam. "I was thinking-"

"Well that's a change." Santana joked.

"Shut it Lopez, here me out," Santana rolled her eyes but nodded for him to continue. "I was thinking we could invite that dance chick, Brittany, to Rachel's party this weekend. She seems cool and Schue said she was twenty-three, so she could hook us up with booze."

"Why can't you just get the alcohol?" Sam asked. "You normally do."

"Because I can't get caught or they'll send me back to Juvy… or jail… I can't remember, I should have listened but the point is, I'm done for if I get caught."

"Good thinking man." Finn patted his best friends shoulder.

"Whatever, you've turned into the pussy I've always known you were, Puckerman." Santana scoffed.

"Well you have a fake ID, Santana," Quinn interjected. "Why don't you buy the alcohol for once?" This was why she and Quinn could never label their friendship as just 'best friends.' If there was one thing Santana could trust with Quinn, it would be that the blonde would call her out or turn on her every opportunity she got. She didn't blame her though, Santana did the same to the hazel eyed cheerleader. They had been in competition for years and this was just how they worked.

Finn, Sam, Puck and Quinn were all staring at Santana. "Fine, let's invite her." She huffed giving into Quinn's manipulation. She really didn't want to risk getting caught either.

"Wait, how do we know she'll be cool with it?" Sam asked. The five of them turned to look at Brittany. She was laughing at something Mr Schue said. Santana couldn't help but smile at the woman, she looked so cute. Santana had a strange urge to be the woman's friend. She wanted to know all about her, she wanted the dancer to like her as well. She'd never really wanted to become someone's friend so badly. She didn't think much of it though because like Puck said, she seemed cool.

The glee club were going through the routine. Brittany was walking around helping everyone individually. Santana was impressed with the choreography the blonde had put together and the way she went about teaching it. She thought for sure, the judges would be impressed at sectionals this year. Santana looked at her boyfriend a couple of people over, in between Mercedes and Tina. He wasn't a dancer, he was about as graceful as an elephant. No an elephant would be a lot more graceful than him, she thought.

"Hi, do you need some help?" Santana was startled from her thoughts by the sweet sounding voice that had been teaching the club choreography for the past hour. She realised she had stopped dancing while she was cringing at the sight of her boyfriend almost knocking Tina over with his 'dance moves.' Santana turned to find the source of the voice and was relieved when she was met by two sparkling light blue eyes. She didn't know why it was so important to find out what the colour of Brittany's eyes were but she was glad she knew and they were almost breathtaking… if Brittany was a guy, they of course would be.

"Uh, yeah I guess on the chorus I might need a little guidance." She shrugged, playing it cool.

"Sure." Brittany smiled taking in how truly beautiful this girl was. She wasn't being a perv, it was just a fact. This girl was gorgeous! She had really dark brown eyes, they seemed deep and soulful, like they were full of mystery and secrets. Her lips were plump and shining from her lip gloss, they really complemented her features and made her that much more stunning.

Brittany helped Santana through her moves. Santana found herself very aware of her own body when Brittany was in close proximity or when the woman would touch her, guiding her arm or head to where it should be. She felt like she had forgotten how to breathe, her heart rate had picked up, even though her movements weren't vigorous. She struggled to swallow and she felt tingles when Brittany's touch met her skin, even if it was just for a second. She shrugged it off thinking it was probably because the blonde intimidated her, she was in her element, she knew what she was doing and Santana didn't want to look stupid and of course Brittany knew Brittney Spears… what's not intimidating about that?

"You got it!" Brittany beamed at the Latina. Santana wondered if it was just her or if everyone could sense how the blonde made the room seem somehow brighter. Those piercing blue eyes probably had something to do with it. "Well done…" Brittany dragged out the 'n' of done indicating for the Latina to introduce herself.

"Oh, I'm Santana." She said catching on.

"Nice to meet you and well done today!"

"Thanks." Santana said bashfully.

Brittany moved on to help Sam and Santana finally relaxed. She wondered why she felt so weird around Brittany, she felt almost… nervous? And why was she feeling intimidated? People were unsettled by her, not the other way around.

The class went through the routine one more time before they were dismissed. Santana picked up her back pack and walked over to Finn who was getting some extra tips for his dancing off Mike. She chanced a glance at Brittany on her way to her boyfriend. The blonde was taking a drink from her water bottle, her eyes met the Latina's and she stopping drinking to smile at her. Santana's heart skipped a beat, she smiled shyly before quickly looking away and wrapping her arms around Finn's waist. What the hell was that? She thought as she started to internally freak out. She'd had these kind of feelings before, like when she saw Scarlett Johansson in movies or when she returned her jeans to the store she brought them from. The girl behind the counter was really pretty and had seemed cool so Santana shopped there for the next three months trying to get to know the girl a little more each time. Turned out she was a bitch but anyway those feelings were because she wanted to be like these woman or be their friend or something. That's what they were, that's what this is, the Latina assured herself.

"Hey, what's the hug for?" Finn asked, surprised that his non-affectionate girlfriend had initiated a hug. He pulled her close waiting for her response.

"Can't a girl just hug her amazing boyfriend?" Santana said feigning a smile. "Let's get out of here."

Finn thanked Mike for his help and the couple left the stage and walked out of the auditorium. Santana didn't dare look back but she was sure she could feel those ocean blues watching her leave.


Brittany arrived home. She and Hannah had spent most of the weekend unpacking, they were almost done. They just had a few more things to put away in the kitchen and the bedroom but first they had to buy a chest of drawers for more storage in their room. She opened the door to find Hannah on the couch drinking a beer. She didn't work Monday's.

"Hey Hun." Brittany said kicking her shoes off and dropping her bag next to the door.

"Nah uh." Hannah scolded. "Put your shit away, I'm not living in a messy house."

Brittany sighed and put her shoes and bag away. She'd come to realise it was going to take time to adjust to living with each other.

She sat down next to Hannah and kissed the tattooed woman on the cheek.

"How did teaching horny teens to become even more sexual in their movements go?" Hannah laughed.

Brittany slightly smiled but it faded quickly, sometimes she didn't find Hannah funny at all, sometimes she could just be really offensive.

"It was good, they were really talented and seemed to want to listen and learn." Hannah nodded and smiled. She leaned in to give Brittany a kiss on the lips.

"I made chocolate brownies for dessert, your favourite." Hannah said taking a sip of her beer and playing with Brittany's fingers.

"Really? Thank you so much!" Brittany said excitedly bouncing on the couch.

"Anything for you babe." She smiled setting her beer on the coffee table. "I love you." She whispered, pulling Brittany by the t-shirt in for another kiss.

"I love you too." Brittany murmured against the other woman's lips.


Finn and Santana were making out on his couch.

"So how about that date at Breadstix? Finn asked pulling away from Santana.

"How about we skip the date and go up to your room right now?"

"Uh… ok… yeah, cool." Finn spluttered.

The next thing Santana knew she was on her back on Finn's bed, he was on top of her kissing her neck. She felt the bulge in Finn's pants harden and clenched her eyes closed knowing what was about to happen. She tried her hardest to clear her mind, to not over think everything like she had been lately. She didn't know what was happening to her, she and Finn had slept together plenty of times and she could always go through with it but something was gnawing at her, something she couldn't quite put her finger on but a feeling telling her she should stop.

"I can't." She said suddenly and wriggled out from underneath Finn.

"What?" he said confused and sat up. His breathing was still heavy and his lips were a little swollen from their make out session.

"I-I just remembered I have to do something." Santana said readjusting her pony tail and standing up. She felt tears prickling her eyes and left the room before Finn could see them pooling and threatening to escape.

She grabbed her bag at the front door and threw on her shoes. She jumped in her car and drove as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She arrived at a white weatherboard house. She parked in the driveway and wiped the tears from her face. She rubbed her thumbs under her eyes making sure to collect the smudged mascara. She walked up to the door and knocked hesitantly.

The door swung open, a surprised looking Puck stood in front of her. "Santana?"

"Is anyone else home?" She asked, her voice was low and monotone.

"No?" he said curiously. Santana sighed in relief.

"I need you to have sex with me." Santana blurted just above a whisper.

"What?" Puck asked in disbelief.

"I need to see something Ok? You can't tell anyone. I just- I need you to do this for me." Santana knew how stupid this idea was but it was the only thing she could think of. She'd had sex with a few random guys on the football team before she was with Finn but she didn't get to know them so they felt meaningless. She needed to sleep with someone she was fond of, someone she might gain feelings for that were stronger than a friendship. She figured it was more likely to fall for someone who was already a friend. She knew it would have consequences but she need to feel something other than numbness. She was desperate.

"Umm, Ok." Puck said shocked at the girl standing in front of him. It wasn't the Santana he was used to seeing, this Santana seemed scared and upset. "I've been trying to get you into bed for years, I'm glad you've finally seen the light." He said cockily. He should have been worried about sleeping with his best friend's girlfriend or why Santana looked so vulnerable but all he could think was how hot she looked and how he'd waited a very long time to get into her pants.

Santana laid there in Puck's bed afterward. She felt guilty for cheating, she felt ashamed for running out from Finn's bed just to jump in his best friend's. She was known for not caring about what others thought or felt but deep down that's not who she was, deep down she really did care. She felt even more emotionless than earlier, being with Puck hadn't changed anything. She decided she'd have to accept that maybe she just couldn't love, maybe she'd be loveless forever and never have a full-fledged orgasm, a deep connection with someone or feel those butterflies people raved about. She didn't dare move until she heard the soft snores of Puck next to her. She got up and got dressed as quickly as possible. She had never felt so down before. She felt like her world was falling apart, she was riddled with guilt and also sadness that she'd never experience the joy and happiness other couples felt. She was convinced she was incapable of falling in love.


"Babe!" Hannah said as she rolled off her girlfriend. "If that's what I get for making you brownies I'm going to do it more often."

Brittany smirked and tried to settle her breathing. She stood up from the couch and put on her clothes that had been tossed carelessly on the floor earlier.

"Where are you going?" Hannah frowned.

"I haven't taken any photos since we moved and I'm in the mood to get creative." She shrugged.

"I swear you spend more time with than camera than you do with me." Hannah sighed.

Brittany pouted, she didn't mean to make her girlfriend jealous of a camera. She had taken a liking to photography in her junior year of High School. It was a hobby at first but soon became a passion. "I guess it can wait." She said.

"No Britt, its fine but make sure you're back in time for dinner." Brittany nodded eagerly and kissed Hannah on the lips before heading out the door to find some inspiration.


A/N: I know :( Santana's breaking my heart but she's heading in the right direction to self-discovery. Next chapters nicer I promise.

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