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Here is the next chapter guys. I know it has been a while but here it is. I hope I still have people reading after taking a break again. I'll try my best to get the next one up without the big break in between again. I hope you've enjoyed the story so far :)

Chapter Five

After telling herself that she needed to grow her confidence she thought she could start by trying not to be in the background so much. She decided that since she enjoyed motor cross so much she was going to join the team in Lima. Before her brother died he used to come and watch her as she played motocross on the course at the top of Lima when no one else was there. She wasn't a fan of people seeing things she might not be good at, even though she knew she was quite good. She had been playing for years but never going above doing it alone so now here she was at the try outs for the motocross team. It was a step beyond her comfort zone but she had to at least try. How were people going to see how good she was if she wasn't going to show anyone? She wanted to change that today.

Brittany stepped out onto the track and looked at it. This is what she would be racing on for her trial. She smiled looking at all of the bumps and turns so she would know what she was up against. She looked it up about the trials so she knew when to turn up. She brought her motorcycle with her to use since it was her favourite and her parents always bought her something expensive at Christmas to make up for not being able to communicate with her, even though she got a lot of other presents alongside that. It's better than nothing, right? Okay, it might not be better than nothing since she wishes she could have parents who tried, but she didn't blame them. She was difficult but she couldn't help that. She was dyslexic and had selective mutism. It was bad though since she didn't even speak to her family. How could she? No one could make her feel better. She saw someone come up to her with a smile on their face. She had got Rachel to phone up for her and request someone who knows sign language to come and greet her. She needed it or she would have no way of communicating.

"Hi there. Brittany right?" He asked and Brittany nodded. "My name is Tom. I'll be here to communicate with through the trial."

"Thanks. Where do I go?"

"Right. Follow me and I'll show you to a tent where you can get changed. Is this your ride?" Tom asked pointing to the motorcycle. Brittany smiled and nodded.

"Its my present from my parents but for the race I might use one of your bikes as its not a bike to use for this type of sport." Brittany explained signing to Tom. He smiled and nodded and beckoned Brittany to follow him.

She parked her bike locking it up and followed Tom. He seemed like a decent enough man and he was helping her so she can't complain. He was the only one she could talk to since no one else knew sign language. He led Brittany to a tent and pointed to a bike.

"Here you go. That's your bike for today's race. The trial is in five minutes. You get yourself ready. I'll be out here." Tom smiled and walked out.

Brittany looked around the tent. She had her bike there and her motocross outfit was there. She smiled and got dressed. She looked at her bike and even though it may not be the best, it was something at least. It was red with lightening marks on the side of it. To Brittany, it was decent enough to race in and as long as she won the race, she didn't care what it looked like. Once she was ready to go she got her helmet and bike then pushed it out of the tent. She rolled her bike to the track observing it from afar . She liked to know exactly what route she was supposed to be taking before racing. When she came here with her brother when he was alive she remembered walking around the track so she knew what route she was supposed to be taking so she didn't get lost. Brittany got her bike to the starting her helmet on then started her bike up. She watched the other racer do the same thing. She had been racing for a while now so it wasn't like this would be much of a challenge for her. The other racer next to her turned to look at her.

"Prepared to lose blondie?" He asked smirking. She rolled her eyes and looked ahead looking at the track. She watched as a man came to the side of the starting line.

"Alright you two this is a fair race meaning no trying to hurt one another whilst racing around. Whoever wins this will be joining us on the team and will start training with us. Right ,when you hear the gun go off then you go."

Brittany nodded to the man revving her bike up just wanting to get this race underway. She heard as the other racer did the same thing. She looked ahead and listened for the gun shot. She looked around glad no one else was really around. She heard the gun go off and she shot off down the track. She loved the adrenaline rush she got when racing. It was nothing like she had ever felt before and she loved it. Nothing else could compare to it. She knew the other racer wasn't far behind her so she sped up going around the track. It was quite bumpy and there were jumps she could see as she went around it but she didn't care as she loved racing. She came up to the hill and sped her bike up going up it jumping over the trench below her before she landed on the other side making a tight turn to go down the next part of the track. It was quite muddy too but that didn't bother her. She never cared about getting dirty anyway. She came up to another hill and jumped over that as well. She loved being in the air when on her bike. She had always been pretty good at landing from being in the air.

Brittany hadn't heard the other racer for a while but it didn't matter. She saw the finish line and she drove her bike ahead. She sped up and went over the finish line. It hadn't been a large track at all but she still loved it either way. Brittany smiled and got off her bike taking her helmet off. She watched as the other racer came behind her. She didn't think he looked too happy but that wasn't any of her concern since she had been the one to win the race. Tom walked up to her smiling.

"Brittany that was amazing! How long have you been racing for?"

"Since I was around 4 or 5 years old probably. I used to go up to a track at the top of Lima." Brittany signed to him and he grinned.

"That's great. Instead of being in a team how would you like me to be your agent? I can sort all your races out and contact you when you have a race coming up as well as training you. What do you say? Plus I understand sign language so I can communicate with you." Tom asked as Brittany got off of her bike. She had never had an agent before and she never thought she would, but it would be easier to have someone who understand what was going on with her so Brittany smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Great. So how about you get out of your motocross gear and we have a chat about what you can get from this? I'll meet you out here."

Brittany nodded again and walked into her tent to get her gear off. She got out of her motocross gear and smiled. She had actually won the race and not only that, but got herself an agent. She didn't really know what that meant but it must be a good thing. She wished her brother could have been there watching her. He always cheered her on when she raced and was always there when she got injured. She thought about the final time she had her brother watch her race.

July 2003

Brittany was walking up to the top of Lima with her brother Zack. Her parents were pretty lenient on where they went as Lima was a safe town to be in. Their parents were at the bottom of the hill that they went up sat by the lake enjoying the sun. Her parents had decided that a day at the lake would be good for them so now there they were. Her brother had suggested they take their bikes up there and race around the track. Well, she took hers anyway since Zack wasn't a fan of bikes. Her dad had bought her a small version of a motocross bike when she was younger. She had been able to ride it from the age of four so her dad just gave it to her. She was so happy when he did that she went in their garden and rode around in it. It was her brother's idea to come up to the track when they came to the lake as it gave Brittany the chance to race around somewhere that wasn't her back garden.

They both got to the track. Brittany got her helmet on and was about to go when Zack spoke.

"Britty?"

Brittany looked towards her brother. "Yeah Zack?"

"You know when you become a grown up, you could become this big star who rides a motorcycle like that person you like on telly."

Brittany smiled at her brother, "Thanks. I would love to be like that one day. Be this big motocross star. Daddy sits there and watches it on telly and they look so cool."

"You know I'll be at every single race cheering you on." Zack tells her grinning.

"I know you will and then we'll spend the money when I win on something amazing. Like a giant dinosaur!"

"That would be so awesome and we can put it in your giant house!"

Brittany smiled. She loved when her and her brother spoke about the future. Zack, without a doubt,was her best friend aside from Rachel of course. He knew everything about her and he never judged her. That was what was so great about their relationship. They looked after each other. Their parents worked a lot so they had a babysitter quite often which meant they usually just amused themselves in their room. Brittany always thought they were close as they were twins but she didn't care. They fought obviously like any other brother and sister, but not for long.

"We'll be twins for life right?" Brittany asked and she saw Zack smile.

"Don't worry Britty. Nothing will tear us apart. Now get on that bike and show me what you can do!"

January 2013

Brittany smiled at the memory. Zack had been an amazing brother and he was so supportive of everything she did. He was her twin and it had been so hard to show up at his funeral and have people talk about him. She never wanted him to go but she remembered that he told her that nothing will tear them apart and she still believed that. She knew he was in her heart all the time but she just wished he was here with her now. It was hard going about without her twin brother since she had gotten used to him not being here but that didn't mean she liked it.

Brittany stepped outside the tent looking out for Tom. She saw him leaning against a car looking through his phone. She walked over towards him. She couldn't believe she had an agent already. She knew she was good but she didn't realise she was good enough to have someone like an agent planning everything she did and where she was meant to go for races and training. It would be a lot of fun to her. He looked up from his phone at her and smiles.

"Okay Brittany I won't keep you too long as I'm sure you want to get home." Tom began. "I'll be the person, as you have probably guessed, who is going to be contacting you about training and your races and where you need to be and when. I know it sounds annoying but it won't be too bad." Brittany nodded in understanding whilst he spoke. "After each race you win you'll get money given to you. Don't worry I won't take any of that away from you. It will be all yours and you will also get a trophy."

Brittany smiled to herself. She was going to be getting paid to do something she loved doing and she would also get a trophy to take home with her. She used to watch motocross races with her dad and she always told him that she would be one of those races some day, and now she could show everyone that she was somebody and not just this awkward teenager who didn't speak to anyone and had to use sign language as a form of communication. She was happy now that she had a hobby that she can do outside of school.

"Well that's about everything. Here's my number. I've got yours from your application to try out so I'll let you know when you're first training session will be."

Brittany nods and thanks him then gets her bike and goes home. She never though thought she would have the confidence to do that but she did and she is proud of herself for doing it. Ever since her brother died she had lost the confidence she used to have and no she was starting to get that back again. She needed to really as she wanted to have that confidence to join Glee Club so she could dance in front of others. It was easier at home since no one saw her but to have people sit and watch her was something completely different ,and it was a totally different level for her that she couldn't overcome just yet. She knew she had time, so it was okay.

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At school the next day she was sat in lesson doodling. Sam had always told her that if she was struggling with something then she shouldn't push herself. Santana was always at hand in lesson to help but sometimes, it was even hard for her to get her to concentrate since her mind acted differently to everyone else's. Sadie told her in her lessons that it wasn't a bad thing but it made her more special as it made her different. She never let Brittany call herself stupid either and it always made her feel good knowing Sadie knew it wasn't her fault. Brittany was called stupid more than once at her previous school and it hurt her a lot knowing people only called her that because they didn't know her. She only ever had one friend at that school since she was the one who needed extra help and to them, it instantly meant she was stupid. No one bothered to try and get to know her, and that included her friend, so everyone stayed away from her. She was glad she moved here now because everyone was nicer. Well not everyone, but the people she had met so far were nice. Brittany saw Santana lean over to her.

"Hey Britt I was wondering...do you...maybe...wanna do something...with me?" Santana asked her hesitantly. Brittany looked at her and noticed she looked nervous. She found it adorable. Brittany smiled and nodded.

"Yeah I think that would be cool." Brittany signed smiling. "Are we going to your house?"

Santana sighed in relief as she agreed. "Yeah we can go to mine but I thought we could go to that new ice cream shop that just opened down town. You like ice cream right?"

Brittany nodded. She loved ice cream. She used to go a lot but then stopped when she started getting bullied at her old school and didn't like to be seen in public alone. She sometimes went with Rachel but not often since she preferred being at home than being in public but she felt like she needed to do this so she agreed. She had to start getting out of her comfort zone.

"Great. So we'll go straight after school. Is that okay?" Santana asked looking at her.

Brittany nodded again. After that was sorted, her and Santana got on with their work together. Well she should probably say she watched Santana do hers and she got notes from Santana to help her in Sadie's extra lesson later on so she knew what she was helping her with. Brittany always forgot what they did and the last lesson she had had tried taking notes Sadie didn't understand what she had written and neither did she, so she had asked her to ask Santana for the notes in the end. It didn't bother Santana in the slightest and they both recognised her writing too. Brittany loved watching Santana do her work. She didn't know why and she was surprised Santana hadn't told her to stop staring, but she never did so she just watched her. For someone who was popular she didn't get how she was so good at her work. Most popular students failed school work usually, but not Santana. She admired her for that since she was definitely different. And that was a good thing in Brittany's mind because different was definitely good.

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