Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. I'm no Ryan Murphy

So I just wanted to thank all of you guys who are reading my story. I really appreciate it and I hope you're liking it. I write this for fun but also for you guys. Thanks to all the followers, favourites and reviews. Don't forget to review and tell me what you think. It will help me see what you ideas you guys want to see in it. Anyway here is the next chapter :)

Chapter Three

Brittany knew that McKinley was different to her last school instantly. For example, it was bigger so there were more students. Of course that worried her, but just because there were more people didn't mean they were all going to be mean. Well she hoped so since remembered that at least half of the people at her last school hated her which didn't matter since she wasn't fond of them either. They were mean and she never got along with those types of people seeing as she got bullied by them, so she only got along with people who were nice to her. People who were nice got the same treatment that they treated her and people like that she knew wouldn't laugh at her for who she was. It wasn't even her fault that she was the way she is now so they were making fun of her for something that wasn't up to her. She knew that if she saw anyone being mean at this school or anywhere she would avoid so that she could avoid trouble with them. She didn't want to get in the way of any footballers, unless it was Rachel or Sam, as well as the cheerleaders, unless it's Quinn or Santana. It was their school after all so she would be doing herself a favour to stay out of their way.

She was going towards home room at the moment since it was the first thing on her timetable. She was walking with Santana and they weren't really rushing there either. Santana told her that there was no point in rushing if they were already late, which was a very true point. She hadn't met any other students yet and she didn't particularly want to either so keeping a distance between them and her was the best thing to do. She knew one person would come up to her and try touching her which wouldn't end well even if someone was there to help. It wasn't anything personal to anyone but she couldn't handle people touching her. It freaked her out and Rachel understood that which is why she kept people from touching her when they go to town and has a go at people who bump into her. She understands her. Since Santana knew about it she would probably do the same thing but Brittany couldn't be sure as she hadn't even known her a day. She was only doing it for Rachel right? Or was she doing it because she wants to? She was definitely going to ask her at some point.

"Well here we are." Santana announced stopping at a door. "Just stick with me and don't talk to anyone you think is going to give you a hard time. Not that it will be a problem but you get the picture."

Brittany nodded and followed Santana into the classroom. When she walked in she saw how crowded it was. Brittany knew that there must be at least thirty people in the room which was definitely too many people for one room. Could this room even sit thirty students? Probably not but it wasn't like she could do anything about it. She wasn't the Principal of the school. Brittany watched as the teacher came over to them. She was smiling which made Brittany feel a little more welcome.

"Good morning girls" the teacher greeted. Brittany was surprised that the teacher looked as happy as she was seeing as she was in a classroom like this. She knew she'd be going mad if it was her. She turned towards her. "You must be Brittany. My name is Mrs Allen and I'm your home room teacher. If you have any questions then I'd be happy to answer them."

Brittany nodded and smiled. It wasn't like she couldn't reply much to that anyway. Everyone was looking her way and it was very unnerving. It was the reason she hated being new so much. She felt like she was on display and everyone was having a good look at her. She always felt like it was rude to stare so she never stared at anyone but that was obviously different for these people. She turned to Santana and Mrs Allen listening as Santana told her about her not speaking and that she would stay behind with Brittany if she had any questions and she'd translate for her. She agreed to that then they both sat down next to an Asian boy who Santana obviously knew.

"Hey Santana!" The Asian greeted smiling at her. "Good Christmas?"

"Yeah it was alright thanks Mike." Santana replied turning her head to look at him. "Had abuela come over and yet again, she blanked me for my sexuality. Thought she'd be over it by now but obviously not."

Brittany listened as she spoke to this Mike guy. She had told him that her abuela, whoever that was, ignored her for her sexuality. Did that mean that Santana was a unicorn like her? It would be great if she was then she would finally feel at peace knowing she wasn't by herself in this situation. She had heard about Kurt from Rachel and he sounded like the biggest unicorn of them all but she had never met him so she didn't know him which sucked as it would be nice to know someone who understands. Of course Rachel does but she wanted someone different from Rachel to understand what she goes through.

As classes went, home room was boring. By the looks of it by sitting here for a few minutes all they did was sit and listen whilst the teacher told everyone the announcements that they needed to know. She got the class to be quiet for the announcements but that was about it until everyone began talking amongst themselves again. Why the teacher decided to become one at a high school confused Brittany as she didn't understand why they would put themselves through that.

"What you thinking about?" Santana asked interrupting her thoughts. "You seem deep in thought."

"I just don't get why teachers become high school teachers." Brittany signed turning towards Santana. "I mean why put yourself through that?"

"Because they're idiots." Santana replied grinning and Brittany couldn't help but grin back. "As they say, those who can't do, teach. So obviously their dreams didn't happen or they just didn't have a dream to begin with. Sad really."

Brittany nodded in agreement. It was sad how probably most teachers dreams didn't happen and now they were stuck at places like this. Who would want that? It definitely wasn't something she thought about doing in her twenties. She looked around the room at all the different types of people. There were jocks, cheerleaders, geeks then there were people who were generally quiet and kept to themselves. She didn't blame them in a classroom this size. I mean Brittany guessed that she could be considered one of the quiet ones seeing as she didn't talk. Did she not count as part of that group as she talked to Rachel and Santana even though it was through sign language? It was still talking though so she guessed it counted even though it wasn't talking with her lips.

"Alright everyone." Mrs Allen began as the lesson came to an end. "Have a good day and don't cause too much trouble. I'm talking to you Puckerman."

"I resent that miss!" Brittany saw the boy argue back with a smirk on his face. She noticed he had a Mohawk on his head which was definitely different from the hairstyles you usually see around Ohio. "I'm a very good boy!"

"In your dreams, Puckerman." Santana said smirking at the boy.

Santana obviously knew him and got on well enough to joke around with him. Wasn't he the type of person she told her to stay away from? It was confusing but she wasn't going to argue with her as for one she didn't want to and secondly she knew him better than she did so she couldn't judge him. He could be a nice person for all she knew but just not someone she would willingly hang around with.

Brittany gathered her things together, picked her bag up and left the classroom with everyone else. She kept away from big groups of people leaving then left the room alone. She thought that it was probably best to leave Santana to talk to him so they could catch up as she obviously hadn't seen him over Christmas so they would want to talk. Brittany couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Puckerman. He had known her longer than she had so he would obviously know her better than she did. Why would Santana want to know someone like her anyway? She didn't talk and she couldn't have anyone touch her. If she could go back to the day that changed her life for the worst and change it then she would, but unfortunately she couldn't do that. Brittany sighed and got her timetable out seeing what she had next. She looked at her timetable and saw that she had Maths in room 210 next. She looked at the room numbers on the floor she was on currently and noticed that they all had a number one at the start so the room she needed would be on the first floor, not the ground floor. Now just to find that room.

xxxxxxxxxx

Brittany finally made it to the floor she was supposed to be on. She walked through a door once she walked up the stairs and looked around seeing room 213 which meant that her room must be close by. Brittany hated finding rooms by herself because she usually got lost but today must be a good day as she hadn't gotten lost yet. There was definitely someone watching over her today and she couldn't thank them enough for that. Brittany walked to the room she would be in for Maths then walked inside. She noticed that not many people were here yet so she decided to sit down at the back of the classroom by herself and get her things out ready for the lesson. She wasn't going to bother anyone so she decided on sitting by herself. At least Santana wouldn't have to put up with her and she could concentrate on her own work.

Brittany had just finished getting her things out when a teacher walked towards her. She had brown eyes and brown hair that fell below her shoulders which was really straight. She was also quite tall as well. The clothes she was wearing were quite casual for a teacher and she also looked quite young. She was wearing jeans and a nice top along with a beige cardigan. She also wore a pair of red converses with her outfit. Were teachers even allowed to dress like that in school? The teacher smiled at her then walked towards her stopping in front of her desk. Brittany looked at her confused as to who this woman was.

"Hi there. You're Brittany right?" She asked looking at her name on her timetable.

Brittany nodded in reply to her question whilst fiddling with her pen. She didn't know why this woman was talking to her but she seemed really nice and if she was her teacher then she was glad she had come to talk to her before class started. She hated being singled out and introduced to everyone since the class would stare at her like she was an alien or something.

"How about I introduce myself before you think I'm some sort of weirdo? My name is Sadie Holmes." The teacher introduced smiling. She sat down beside her so she was now at the same level as her. It was much easier to look at her whilst she spoke this way. "I wanted to introduce myself now before you come and see me after lesson. I'm the person you are going to see for help with your school work to help you understand things a bit better since, as I got told, you have Dyslexia."

Brittany nodded smiling. Principle Figgins hadn't been joking when he said he'd get it sorted by the time home room finished. She was quite impressed to say the least that her teacher had come to see her before her lesson as she got nervous around new people but she seemed nice enough. Sam started speaking again so she got snapped out of her thoughts.

"We will have a lesson everyday when you have a free period. I'm part of the Special Education Needs Department in this school and I don't want you to be ashamed about your condition. You are special Brittany, okay? And since you have a free period next, today's session will be after this lesson. Is that okay?"

Brittany nodded again and she watched as Sam wrote down in the free periods she had that she would have a session with her instead. She needed as much help as possible anyway so this would help a lot. It was better than struggling at home and not being able to do it at all. She had done that before and she hated it because it took her ages to do one piece of work.

"I also want you to know that I know sign language so we'll be able to communicate with one another." Sam told her smiling handing her timetable back to her. "I know I am a bit younger than most teachers, but that way I understand you more. I want you to see me as a person you can trust and a friend that's here to help you learn."

Brittany nodded in agreement and started signing to her happy that she'd be able to talk to her.

"What room do I meet you in?"

"The room we'll be in is room 105 which is downstairs near the library." Sadie stated standing up. "I have to go as you have lesson but I'll see you after your lesson anyway."

Brittany smiled and nodded. She looked towards the door and Santana walked in. She looked towards her and smiled then walked towards her sitting down beside her. Santana looked at Sadie confused as to who she was since she hadn't seen her before and now she was talking to Brittany. It didn't seem right to her.

"Excuse me but who are you? And why are you talking to Brittany?" Santana asked confronting her. She didn't do well with new people and Brittany was the only exception of that.

"Oh my name is Sadie Holmes and I'm Brittany's teacher to help with her work." Sam explained to Santana smiling. "I'll help her with any work she struggles with in lessons and I'll also be someone she can confine in. I know sign language so it won't be a problem to understand her."

"Sadie, this is Santana. She's my new friend!" Brittany signed excitedly. She couldn't help being excited about the fact that she had someone like Santana to call a friend.

"Is she really? Well you can tell me all about her after lesson alright?" Sam said reasoning with her and Brittany nodded in agreement. "Well I have to go. Don't stress yourself out if you can't do something. We'll do any work you can't do after lesson. Don't forget to enjoy it too. Learning can be fun."

Sadie winked at her playfully and walked out of the classroom leaving Brittany with Santana. She didn't mind because she trusted her enough to sit by her in lesson. Plus she might be able to stop her stressing out if she can't do something. Whenever she got stressed with school work she would stop doing it as that was the only solution she could think of that was reasonable. Santana turned to her after watching the teacher walk away. What kind of teacher winks at a student?

"Sorry about not walking you here," Santana apologised looking down at her book. "I just got talking and before I knew it, you were gone."

"It's okay. You looked like you needed a catch up with him." Brittany said smiling showing her that she wasn't angry. "You just got back from your Christmas break after all."

Santana nodded. "Yeah exactly. I guess I missed him. Well I missed everyone really. It was lonely this Christmas."

Brittany looked at the brunette surprised. How could someone feel lonely at Christmas? It was like impossible seeing as it was such a joyous occasion. Even with parents like hers that always worked she never felt lonely since they were home for Christmas. Her dad even had time for her instead of working. It was pretty special for her and they always gave her loads of presents to say sorry for working so much and hardly being around. She hardly saw her parents since they were always working and even in the evenings they always went to their studies and didn't like being disturbed. It was a little upsetting but she dealt with it. Brittany knew that they worked so much to avoid talking to her since they couldn't. They didn't know sign language and ever since she became like this, they never even tried talking to her. They just left notes for her to read when they weren't there even though they knew she had Dyslexia but they always made them as simple as possible. So how Santana was lonely on Christmas was weird to her but she didn't ask as it wasn't any of her business.

"I'm sorry that you are lonely on Christmas" Brittany sympathised to her in understanding. "I'm lonely a lot so I know the feeling."

"Why are you lonely?" Santana asked her. Brittany didn't like talking about it that much but Santana did understand what she was going through.

"My parents are never home." Brittany began looking up at Santana. "They work all the time and when they are home they still continue to work. I think it's their way of avoiding talking to me since they know they can't. They don't even try but I'm used to it I guess."

She looked down at her notebook to avoid Santana's gaze as she knew it would be a look of sympathy in her eyes. She didn't need people feeling sorry for her and she didn't want that.

"You shouldn't be used to it," Santana said looking at the blonde, "so if they don't want to see you then it's their loss. They are missing out."

Brittany looked down at her book and smiled when she heard a door open and close and watched the teacher come in getting his stuff together. For the first time today, it felt like a good day.

xxxxxxxxxx

Brittany got through the first few lessons with ease. Her lesson with Sadie turned out to be a lot of fun and she actually enjoyed herself without feeling like it was a lesson. She knew she was going to enjoy her lessons more than anyone else's. The last lesson before lunch had been History and it turned out to be quite an interesting lesson. They were currently learning about the Second World War and she found herself interested in what the teacher was saying. Now it was lunch and she got to spend it with her two favourite people.

"So how has your morning been Britt?" Rachel asked her whilst tucking into a Veggie burger. Yes, Rachel was a vegetarian.

"It's been fun." Brittany signed smiling at Rachel. "Maths was a struggle but Sam, the teacher who I have to help me with my work because of my Dyslexia, helped me understand it better. You'll have to meet her. She's amazing! And in History I actually found myself interested in what we are learning."

"That's great Britt! I'm happy that you're settling in." Rachel told her smiling.

Brittany nodded and finished her lunch. She decided that taking a walk around the school by herself whilst everyone was at lunch was a good idea so she said bye to Rachel and Santana then set off out of the cafeteria. She walked down the corridor looking at room numbers when a room caught her eye. The room had chairs and a piano along with floor space which looked like a performing area. Brittany slowly walked inside the room noticing it was empty and had a look around. The chairs were all together facing the whiteboard and the piano. There was a cabinet near the door which seemed to have a couple of trophies in them. They were only small but anything is better than nothing, right? Brittany walked towards the cabinet and saw that one trophy read '1st Place Sectionals' and the other one read '1st Place Regionals.' What did they even mean?

Brittany walked to the middle of the room putting her bag down on the floor. She got her iPod out of her bag putting her earphones into her ears turning her music on. One thing Brittany loved was dancing but she hadn't danced in front of anyone in a long time since she always did it privately. Hearing the music just made her instantly want to begin dancing. She started to dance once the music started playing just letting the music move her. Brittany was so into her dancing that she didn't notice someone watching her with a smile on their face.

What Do You Think?