A/N-Alrightyy guys thanks for waiting and thanks for reading! I love your input when you review, and thanks to those that took the time to review! And did anyone else notice that season 2 is finally on netflix? Thank god, right? Aha, iight so thanks and enjoy!
"Oh, Hi Santana, haven't seen you around in a long time." Ms. Fabray said to me as Quinn and I walked through the doors.
"Uh, Yeah. Thanks for letting me stay with you tonight Ms. Fabray."
"No problem sweetie. Wow. You've grown up so much! I haven't seen you since freshman year. You look alot like your mother." She said. I bit my tongue to keep from saying how I wanted nothing to do with my mom, even if I was stuck with her god damn DNA, I didn't want her looks, or emotions, I didn't want to ever see her again.
"Thanks." I smiled an obvoiusly fake smile.
"Quinn said you were having trouble at home?" She asked, obviously wanting me to tell her what was going on. I played stupid.
"Yep." And with that, Quinn and I walked upstairs to Quinns bedroom.
"So, you said something about doing something with Puck tonight?" I started.
"Oh, yeah! We're gonna go to breadstix. You can invite Britt if you want. It could be like a double date." She said to me.
"No it's okay...3 girls and Noah Puckerman isn't a double date, its foursome waiting to happen."
"Uh, okay..." She looked at me weird. I knew sex kind of scared her, since she got pregnant after her first time.
"Santana, C'mon! He's here!" Quinn called as Puck pulled up to the driveway. He came in started talking to her mom, who didn't really like him too much since he got her pregnant. You know how mom's are.
"Bye Mom!" Quinn called out as we went outside.
"Im gonna gets me some breadsticks." I laughed, using me fake ghetto accent as Quinn and I piled into the back of Pucks Car. I ate so many breadsticks, the waitress tried to make me leave. But once she realized I was the same girl that got her co-worker fired for not giving me my breadsticks, she shut up. Who knew a real date with Noah Puckerman could be fun. I mean, yeah, I wasn't the one here with him, but even when Puck and I were dating, it was just sex, sex, and more sex. We never went out anywhere. I'd never even really been on a real date. And thinking about that on the drive home is what gave me the best idea I'd had in weeks.
**The next day**
"Brittany?" I asked, kind of nervous.
"Yeah?" She said, turning away from her cat and looking straight at me.
"Will you do something with me?"
"Like what?" She looked more confused than usual.
"Well, I went out with Quinn and Puck last night, and a real date was actually kind of fun. Most of the guys i've dated, you know the relationships that lasted more than 12 hours, they never actually took me anywhere. I slept with them and then dumped them. Even Puck and I never went on a real date. And on the way home I realized I'm 18 years old, biggest slut in school, dated more guys than most adults, and I've never actually been on a date. So, tonight, if you want, I'm gonna take you out to breadstix, and we're gonna have a real date." I looked at her, waiting to see what she said.
You've changed alot San. I love you. And of course I want to!" She smiled at me, real excited.
"Thanks Britt. I love you too." I smiled at her as she continued petting Lord Tubbington.
"Brittany! I'm home!" I heard her mom yell as feet trudged up the stairs. I slid under her bed hoping her mom wouldn't see me. (yeah, now her mom decides I can't be home alone with Britt either. She's almost 18 for crying out loud. Her mom is crazy strict though.) Unfortunately, she did see me. But first, she noticed the messy bed. Then she noticed me under the messy bed. Shit. She's gonna think something happened!
"Um, Hi. I...found my glasses!" I said, pretending to find something on the floor. I didn't remember that I had perfect vision till after I said it.
"Santana honey, you don't wear glasses." She looked at me all concerned. I'm not dumb, lady. I mentally told her.
"Right. Its...my earing. I lost my earing." She just stared at me, like how stupid do you think I am? This was not going good.
"Britt, dear, you didn't tell me that she was coming over..." Brittany's mom said with a slight edge to her voice.
"Sorry Mrs. Peirce. It wasn't planned. I stopped by to drop off Britt's cheer stuff that she left in my car, and she said she needed help because Lord Tubbington wasn't eating..so I helped her feed him and then we started talking..I've only been here for like 15 minutes." I said, which wasn't true at all. I'd been there for almost 2 hours. Britt just nodded at her mother.
"Alright Britt that's fine just next time let me know next time when you're having someone over." And she left. I thought I was going to get one of the talks or something. At least it wasn't her dad that got home. But when he did get home, I decided to do things properly.
"Mr. Peirce?" I said, as I was walking to the door to go home and get ready.
"Yes?" He looked up from his magazine.
"Is it okay if I take Brittany out tonight?" I shuffled my feet awkwardly, not sure how this is supposed to work. I mean, I'm not a guy.
"Where to?" He just sounded curious.
"Breadstix. I'll bring her home right after."
He thought about if for a while, but eventually answered,
"Okay."
Just as I was leaving, he called out,
"santana?"
I turned my head, to see him smiling at me.
"Thanks for asking."
I smiled back at him, glad this went so well. Once I got back to Quinns, I showered and put my extra cheerios uniform on, since Sue required us to wear our uniform everywhere, even outside of school.
"Where are you going?" Quinn asked me as she walked in her room just as I was leaving.
"I'm taking Brittany out to Breadstix."
"Okay, have fun! You're coming back tonight, or staying at Britts?"
"Coming back. Her mom doesn't want me sleeping over."
"Sorry about that. Alright, see you later."She closed the door behind her as I walked down the stairs and into my car. The perfect song came on the radio. I was too nervous to sing along, but I let the music blare in my ears as I drove to her house.
"In the car, I just can't wait. To pick you up on our very first date. Is it cool if I hold your hand? Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance? Do you like my stupid hair? Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear? I'm so scared, of what you think. You make me nervous so I really can't eat! Let's go, don't wait, this nights almost over. Honest, lets make, this night last forever! Forever, and ever, let's make this last forever! Forever! and ever let's make this last forever. When you smile, I melt inside. I'm not worthy for a minute of your time. I really wish it was only me and you. I'm jealous of everybody in the room! Please don't look at me with those eyes. Please don't hint that you're capabe of lies. I dread the thought of our very first kiss, a target that I'm probably gonna miss! Let's go, don't wait. this nights almost over. Honest, let's make, this night last forever. Forever and ever, let's make this last forever! Forever, and ever, let's make this last forever! Let's go, don't wait, this nights almost over. Honest, let's make this night last forever. Forever and ever let's make this last forever! Forever, and ever, let's make this last forever. Forever, and ever, let's make this last forever! Forever, and ever, let's make this last forever!
I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I pulled into her driveway, ready to do this. I took a deep breath, and just stared at the clock. I couldn't bring myself to get out of the car, or to stop shaking. But finally, I took a deep breath, opened the door and forced myself out of the car. All for Britt. I just kep repeating to myself. I knocked on the door, starting to worry that she forgot or something, but stood there like an idiot till Britt finally came to the door. She looked beautiful. I mean, yeah, this was how she dressed every day, with the cheerios uniform and her hair in a ponytail, but she still took my breath away everytime I saw her.
"Ready to go?" I asked.
"Yes!" She smiled and nodded to me. I laughed, leading her to the car and starting the music. We had the volume down so we could talk. For some reason, it was a little awkward, and I couldn't figure out why. We'd been friends since we were toddlers, and she'd known I'd been in love with her for a few months, we'd still been best friends, but now...things seemed stressed.
"Everything alright Britt?" I asked, starting to get worried.
"Yeah...why wouldn't it be?" She asked heistantly. Everything must have just been in my head, from the nerves. We pulled into the Breadstix parking lot, which was emptier than usual. Thank god, I don't know if I could handle everyone staring at me in there. It only looked like 2 or 3 other cars were there...usually it's packed. It's the best restaraunt in Lima, so everyone practically worships the place.
"Let's go." I smiled at Brittany. She smiled back as we walked into the restaraunt. We got a table for 2 and went to our seats to order.
"You're paying, right?" She asked me. I just laughed an nodded my head.
"Kay, then I'll get shrimp." She responded, as a rolled my eyes playfully. The waitress brought our drinks, with no wait at all since no one was there. It felt weird seeing breadstix so empty.
"I'm really proud of you, Santana. You've done so much I know you didn't want to do, and you did it for me. So now I have to do something for you." She started.
"Do what?" I asked, while drinking my water.
"I don't know yet. I'll tell you in Glee Club monday." She told me. I was about to say something when the waitress slid a tray of shrimp under Brittany's nose. So far, this was going great.
"Thanks, San." Britt smiled at me in the car.
"Of course." I replied while starting the ignition.
Before I had the chance to notice what was going on, she grabbed the back of my neck and pressed her lips to mine. Even though she caught me by surprise, kissing Britt was like second nature to me. I kissed her back, until the car behind us honked a few times. I rolled down the window, yelling in spanish at whoever drove the car. He looked at me confused, like he had no idea what I said to him, which is most likely true. I pulled the car back into the parking lot, so the jerk behind us could get out, and then kissed britt like we were never interupted in the first place.
"I gotta take you home Britt...your dads gonna kill me if I get you back too late."
"You were more fun when you didn't care what my parents thought about you." She whined.
"I thought you wanted me to be nicer to be people..." I thought she was serious.
"I'm just kidding san. I like it better when you're not so mean."
I smiled at her, kissed her one last time, and then took off driving back to her house. I walked her in, (that's what they do in the movies right?) and talked to her dad, who was alot more lenient that I thought he'd be about us. He said he had no problem whatsoever with who Brittany liked, as long as they treated her right. He said nothing changed, he still see's me like another daughter, just now in a different way. Her mom on the other hand, I could tell she thought it was my fault Britt was like this now. She didn't say anything, but I could feel it when she looked at me.
"By Britt, Mr. And Mrs. Pierce. I gotta go, Quinn's probably waiting for me." I left, feeling happier than I had in a long time. Things went so well with Britt. Next time I'd losen up a little, be the Santana Lopez that I usually am. I just wanted tonight to be perfect, and to me it was.
**Monday**
"Okay guys. How was your weekend?" Mr. Schue said once Glee Started. I looked over at Britt and smiled. She grinned back.
"My weekend was spectacular Mr. Schue. Finn and I went to a play, and we sang for my neighbors who thought he was just great, and then I-" She started talking, but I cut her off automatically annoyed with her.
"No one cares, man hands." I mumbled it, but I guess it was loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Santana, please, be more respectful." Mr. Schue told me, but it sounded like he was glad a shut her up. Berry gave me evil eyes, but I just continued staring at my shoes.
"Mercedes, why don't you go first?" He said. Mercedes stood up, and marched down to the front of the room, ready to blow us all away with her voice.
"Listen to the song here in my heart, A melody I start but can't complete, Listen to the sound from deep within, It's only beginning to find release. Oh, the time has come for my dreams to be heard. They will not be pushed aside and turned. Into your own all 'cause you won't, Listen. Listen, I am alone at a crossroads, I'm not at home in my own home, And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind, You should have known. Oh, now I'm done believing you, You don't know what I'm feeling. I'm more than what you made of me, I followed the voice you gave to me. But now I've gotta find my own. You should have listened, there is someone here inside, Someone I thought had died so long ago, Oh, I'm screaming out and my dreams'll be heard, They will not be pushed aside on words, Into your own all 'cause you won't...Listen. Listen, I am alone at a crossroads, I'm not at home in my own home. And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind You should have known. Oh, now I'm done believing you,You don't know what I'm feeling, I'm more than what you made of me, I followed the voice you gave to me, But now I've gotta find my own. I don't know where I belong, But I'll be moving on, If you don't, if you won't Listen to the song here in my heart, A melody I start but I will complete. Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling, I'm more than what you made of me, I followed the voice you think you gave to me. But now I've gotta find my own, my own... "
She sang the song beautifully...we all clapped for her, as she took her seat, ready for Mr. Schue.
"Wow, Mercedes, that was...amazing! How can you relate to it though?"
"Mr. Schue, Rachel isn't the only one in here with dreams. And like the song says, my dreams are gonna' come true too. I feel like I have to scream to get my voice noticed, and nobody really listens when I sing anyways. If I can't start showing off the talent I have, I'm moving on." She told the class. We all started at her shocked. Everyone else shocked that she would leave us if she didn't get more solos. I stared at her because I was surprised she could keep it real like I could.
"Well, um, good job..." Mr. Schue, stuttered, unsure of what he was supposed to say.
"Next up...Kurt?" Kurt stood up and made his way down the bleachers, to wow us all with his unnaturally high pitched voice.
gThis thing called love I just can't handle it, this thing called love I must get round to it, I ain't ready. Crazy little thing called love. This (This Thing) called love (Called Love) It cries (Like a baby) In a cradle all night It swings (Woo Woo) It jives (Woo Woo) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kinda like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby he knows how to Rock n' roll he drives me crazy he gives me hot and cold fever Then he leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready Crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (Ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it this thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love..h
gMr. Schue, If I may. Everyones been singing about how sad things are, or the bad things or really emotional things in there lives are...or cats...but I wanted to sing something about the happiest thing in my life. I'm in love Mr. Schue, and I've never felt better.h Kurt took his seat feeling accomplished. Blaine smiled and put his hands on Kurts knee. I rolled my eyes at how cheesy that way until I realized I was doing the same thing to brittany.
gReally good job kurt. Really good job. Okay, Artie! You're up!h Artie rolled to center stage and opened his mouth, letting his oddly compeling voice flow out.
gtheres nothin in this world that could describe to, how i feel for you, baby i will always love you, but, will you, ever love me? i really need to tell you, really need to try and explain, to you, about my love for you, and how strong it is!
so, dont look back, (back to the past) forget what i did, (to not make us last) and dont look back, cause if you go, and you leave me, ill be mad, and you'll be sad, for leavin me, so baby just belive me, and dont look back... baby just believe that my love for you is strong,
and baby please listen to me, (and dont look back...) cause baby if you look back, back to the past, your gonna make me regreat, everything i did for you! ooh whoa, cause baby if you look back, your just gonna see the mistakes that we made (and that), will make what we could have been, absolutley, just a dream, (to me...) so, dont look back, (back to the past) forget what i did, (to not make us last) and dont look back, cause if you go, and you leave me, ill be mad, and you'll be sad, for leavin me, so baby just belive me, and dont look back... baby just believe that my love for you is strong, and baby please listen to me, (and dont look back...) whoa oh ohh oh ooh ho! baby...just dont look back... dont look-back, cause baby if you look back, back to the past, your gonna make me regreat, everything i did for you! so baby! please, just believe me, and dont ever leave me, and do me this, this one thing... dont lookback...h
He looked ready to cry. We all glanced around at eachother, but no one understood what he meant. Mr. Schue waited for him to answer for himself.
gBrittany, I'm still in love with you. I love you, and I know we made mistakes and we could of been better but we could re do it! Start over! I'm sorry I called you stupid, but please don't leave me. I love you and I can't take being without you.h Artie said to Brittany, but I think I was paying more attention than she was.
gOh nah uh, Stubbles McCripples pants, you don't talk look touch or think about talking to looking at or touching my Britts? You stay away got it? You guys broke up, you called her stupid which is so not okay with me! Back off ! Clear?h Puck had to hold my arm to keep me from pushing his wheelchair into a pile of instruments that could injure him even more. He's already in a wheelchair. I stumbed back into my seat, upset that Artie ruined everything for me. The fast few days had been absolutely perfect. But even Artie managed to screw that up for me.
gSantana, please! Sit down! Okay, is that all for today?h Mr. Schue changed the subject.
gI have something I'd like to sing.h Brittany said quietly. We all looked at her, surprised.
gNot another cat song...h Tina mumbled.
gI couldn't tell you why she felt that way, She felt it everyday. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again. What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. you've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind. She can't find her place. She's losing her faith. She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place. Yeah,oh She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah...h
Everyone gaped at her, including me. Where did all this come from.
gThe songs about Santana. I heard it the other day and It went perfect. I feel bad for everything she's gone through, and I want her to know that this is her home where she can feel accepted and loved no matter what.h Britt told us.
Great, now she had me crying too.
gAlright, really really good job Brittany! next rehearsal I'd like to see Finn, Tina, and Blaine!h He went to his desk and began to pack up his things, which was our cue to leave. I couldn't help but give Arties chair a little push as we passed him in the hallway. It was so tempting. But as mean as I am, I honestly didn't mean to push him into a bunch of lockers.
A/N-Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review PLEASE! The songs are
First date-Blink182
Mercedes: Listen- Beyonce
Kurt: Crazy Little Thing Called Love- Queen
Artie: Don't Look Back- Plain White T's
Brittany: Nobody's Home- Avril Lavigne