July 24, 2010

"Brittany! Get off the computer and lets go!" Mrs. Pierce yelled from down the hall. It was the Saturday they were to head to Ohio for "McKinely Cheerweek!"

"God that's such a lame name!" Brittany mused to herself as she put the brochure safely into her backpack. Turning back to her computer, she continued to wrap up the conversation she was currently engaging in.

danceefreak: ugh so i have to go now...we're about to hit the road

canttouchthis21: way to sound enthusiastic about that! =P

danceefreak: oh, i am. trust me! lol just a little nervous

canttouchthis21: aww don't be, you'll have so much fun! I did when i went to mine last year...tho i did think i was gonna die/be murdered...

danceefreak: WHAT?

canttouchthis: hahaha relaxxxx! my coach is a lunatic and borderline sociopathic so that's why. im sure you've got nothing to worry about

danceefreak: gosh i hope not.

"Brittany! Your father is in the car. Come on!"

danceefreak: shoot, k i really have to go now. i'll talk to you soon hopefully!

canttouchthis21: ok =) good luck! and have fun

danceefreak21: thanks =D you enjoy your week too! hope your coach doesn't kill you...or anyone else

canttouchthis21: hahaha thanks! i'll be safe tho. unfortunately i can't say the same for the fresh meat

danceefreak: smh. k ttys!

canttouchthis21: lata

Brittany grabbed her backpack and headed down to join her family in the car. The drive to Ohio, from her hometown in Pennsylvania, would only be about four and a half hours. In the first few minutes of the ride, Brittany found herself thinking about her trip. She was looking forward to this week. This was the opportunity of a lifetime for her and she knew she had to bring it. She had to turn on her charm, which honestly was never off, and make these people fall in love with her. It was that simple. The talent was there, all she just had to play her cards right. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a light sleep.

The Pierces' arrived at their hotel after a fairly easy five hour drive (they took a rest stop). Susan suggested the clan have dinner at a restaurant they passed on the way into town. When their car pulled into the parking lot, Brittany paid very little attention to where they were and instead, rushed inside to satisfy her sudden hunger. It wasn't until she was seated and handed a menu that she noticed the name of the restaurant.

"Oh my god! The name of this place is Breadstix!" She yelled out, earning a few questioning looks from the other patrons.

"Brittany, dear, what has gotten into you?" Her mother asked.

"Clearly the girl just learned how to read, love!" Peter chimed, his voice ridden with mirth. "We should be proud of our little Britt Britt..."

"Daddd...get your hands off of me!"

"Peter, let go of your daughters face. You guys are making a scene!"

Brittany and her dad shared a look of amusement before they turned to Susan and each captured one of her cheeks.

Dinner went swimmingly from that point on. Brittany's hunger was satisfied and she had a little food left to snack on later, things were settling in lovely. The family began making their way out of the restaurant, but not before an appearance of Brittany's inevitable clumsiness.

"Hey watch it!"

She had run into someone...again. She had no idea how it happened. She rarely did. What she did know though was that she had an arm full of what was apparently a girl, judging by the voice.

"I'm so so sorry. I didn't see you there!" She rushed out as she untangled her limbs.

Taking a step back, she ran a finger through her hair with her eyes stuck on the floor.

"Yeah, well just watch where you're going." The other girl spat.

Brittany looked up and was instantly taken a back by what she saw. The two girls connected gazes and both faltered for a second. Stunned silent and slightly mesmerized, Brittany simply nodded her head. They both stood there for what seemed like a few minutes, but in reality was about fifteen seconds, completely stuck. They weren't broken out of their trance until the sound of Susan's voice made its way into the restaurant beckoning her daughter. Remembering that she was attempting to catch up to her parents before the collision, Brittany made her way out mumbling another apology. It's safe to say that those piercing brown eyes were constantly on her mind the remainder of her night.

July 26, 2010

The sound of Brittany's alarm filled the room at seven am. She reached to silence it before quickly jumping up from the bed to prepare for her day. McKinley Cheerweek started today, and she was excited yet nervous. She needed to be at the school at 845 for check-ins before they started at nine. By a quarter past eight, she had showered, eaten, and was just about ready to head out. The entire family piled into the car and set out for the fifteen minute drive to McKinely High. Upon their arrival, Brittany was uncharacteristically quiet as she stared out the window at the mass of red and white that surrounded her.

"Hey, you ok kiddo?" Peter asked looking back as he put the car in park.

"Yeah, I'm just a little nervous. There are so many girls..." She replied, trailing off as she continues to look around.

"You'll be fine! You know you're a superstar." Susan chimed in.

"You're expected to say that ma."

With that she made her way out of the car, hoisting her duffel on her shoulder. They were ten minutes early to checkin so they decided to get in line to avoid being late. By the time they got to the table, it was practically time for Brittany to make her way to the field. She got her name tag, thanked and kissed her parents goodbye, then proceeded to walk hastily to where the other girls were gathering. As she was about to round the fence that led to the field, she once again collided with someone.

"Crap! I'm sorry...this always happens to me. Are you ok?" She asked the other girl.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Looking up, she offered her hand and a smile. "Hi, I'm Quinn."

Brittany shook her hand. "I'm Brittany. Nice to meet you."

"You too. Hey, you might wanna get going before coach starts. I'll see you out there."

"Right. Well, sorry again. I promise I'm not as clumsy out there."

Quinn chuckled and dismissed the girl's worries telling her not to sweat it. As the two were about to go their separate ways, Brittany saw someone approaching them.

"Q, I got your name tag."

"Thanks!" Quinn looked at her best friend only to find her staring at the other blonde curiously and interjected. "Hey, this is one of the new girls..she just bumped into me."

"Yeah, she seems to have a knack for that..." The girl replied, her gaze never leaving Brittany's face.

"Righttt. Well, we have to go, Coach is sure to be looking for us by now. Good luck out there."

Without another word the two girls walked away. Brittany let out a heavy sigh and followed behind them. She saw the two girls approach someone who appeared to be the coach and take a stand on either side of her. It was then she realized that those were the captains, and she had just made a fool of herself in front of them.

"Dammit." She whispered as she ran to get in line with the other twenty recruits after dropping off her bags.

The coach started speaking not long after that.

"Ladies...welcome to hell! I'm Coach Sylvester." She yelled into the megaphone. "I'm not your mommy or your daycare attendant, nor do I care about your feelings so I'd prefer it if you kept your whining and nagging to yourselves. Actually, there will be NO tears here. If I even see you so much as quiver, your ass will be shipped home so fast you'll get enough whiplash to last you the rest of your life."

The recruits all eyed each other warily and a few even departed the lineup, finding themselves not quite cut out for this level of crazy. Bringing her eyes back to the front, Brittany saw Quinn blankly staring ahead while the other girl was nonchalantly filing her nails. It surprised her that they weren't at all bothered by their coach's antics. Her gaze settled back on Coach Sylvester who was no longer barking at them. Instead, she had turned to her returners who were standing behind her and the captains. Brittany faintly heard her assign them random names of the new girls who would be shadowing them for the week. The group dispersed making their way to seek out their assignment. Brittany closed her eyes and silently wished for Quinn to be her mentor as opposed to her friend or anyone else for that matter. She was seemingly nice. Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes, searching for that familiar face only to find her already preoccupied with another girl. Glancing in the other direction, she saw the short brunette, the one person she was hoping to have not been assigned her name, heading her way. She internalized her apprehension as the approaching girl stopped before her with a surprisingly pleasant smile on her face. Brittany lightened up a bit and offered one in return.

"Hi, I'm Santana."

Brittany waves, says hello, and just stands there looking at Santana expectantly. She sees the girl raise an eyebrow as she begins to speak to her again.

"You know..when someone tells you their name, it's nice to return the favor." By now she had her arms crossed over her chest and a smirk on her face.

Brittany looks at her incredulously; she was confused. "Oh, I thought you already knew my name. You were after all assigned to me...by name..." Their interaction was interrupted by a passing Quinn.

"Girl's got a point there Lopez" She teased, backpedalling away from the girls barely keeping her laughter in. Santana scowls and rolls her eyes. Fearing she may have already cast herself in a bad light, Brittany looked back at the head cheerleader and offers one of her breathtaking smiles.

"We should start again. Hi, I'm Brittany S. Pierce. Nice to meet you Santana Lopez." She stuck out her hand and waits for the other girl to shake it.

Santana looked at the girl disbelievingly and her features softened for a millisecond before reverting back to its uninterested state, which Brittany noticed. Santana blew off the gesture and turned around to begin their warmup laps advising the blonde to keep up because "Santana Lopez waited for no one!" Brittany had no choice but to speedily catch up. This was going to be a long week she thought.

Guys..I lost inspiration for a little, then Sexy happened and it was so hard to write because reality was suddenly so much better haha. Now that the ball is rolling, there's more ideas floating around and that means more for me to write! Thanks to everyone still reading this, reviewing, and all those who've put up with my slacking. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. (Also, I'm so not much of a writer, so I apologize for all mistakes made).