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Chapter Ten

Brittany and Santana walked up to Rachel's front door and knocked. They both heard giggling from the inside so Brittany knew that they were having fun at least. Well with them being girlfriends she hopes that they are having fun since it wouldn't exactly be very good if they weren't enjoying themselves. Brittany knocked on the door and waited for an answer. She looked at Santana and smiled. She was glad that last night she had come to find her or else it could have gotten a lot worse than it did. She knows that she shouldn't exactly be thinking about that now but she can't help it. Literally, she could watch Santana all day. You know...in a totally none creepy way. Is that even possible? Well if it is, she could do that. She heard the door unlock and looked back at the door seeing Rachel standing there in her robe.

"Seriously? Couldn't even get dressed?" Santana asked smirking.

"Shut it Lopez. Jealous?"

"Ha you wish Berry. Now move your ass out the way and let me and Britt-Britt in"

Rachel laughed and moved out the way. Brittany signed a 'thank you' to her then walked in after Santana.

Brittany had become familiar to this house as she had been there so many times. It was another place that Brittany felt safe and that she could be herself. Her dads were never in which was sad, but it is why she goes over so much. To keep her company. She does that when Quinn is busy though because she doesn't want to have to look at the two kissing and ignoring her which has happened before. Rachel apologized the day after but still. It wasn't very comfortable. She walked into the living room and sat down in the arm chair. She knew this was always best because of the no touching issue she had.

"Want a drink you two?" Rachel asked walking in leaning against the back of the sofa.

Brittany shook and looked at Santana whilst she took a seat in the other armchair next to her. She obviously didn't want to be near Quinn and Rachel kissing either. Brittany smiled then looked away. 'Don't stare! She'll think you're weird.' Brittany thought to herself and looked at a picture of the two of them on the wall from when they were in middle school.

"I'll have a banana milkshake. But I want two straws in it and I'll share with Brittany" Santana answered picking up a magazine from the side. Brittany smiled as Rachel walked into the kitchen. She noticed Santana staring so she turned and looked at her.

"Why do you wanna share with me? I could steal all your drink for all you know." Brittany asked smirking.

Santana chuckles. "I don't care. I wanna share with you. She always puts it in a big glass that I never finish. And this way, I get to share with you."

Brittany nods and smiles. She loved banana milkshake so she honestly didn't mind sharing with Santana. She felt her stomach churn as Santana looked at her. She had been feeling a lot of feelings lately that she never really could explain but she loved it. The Latina had made her a bit more confident that she had even considered joining Glee Club, but she knew she wasn't there yet. She needed a bit more time before joining.

Rachel came back with Santana's drink and sat down next to Quinn putting an arm around her. It was nice that all of them were together instead of just passing each other in school or being separate. What, with Quinn and Rachel around each other all the time and now Brittany and Santana, it was rare to hang out together. Brittany kind of felt bad as Sam was getting left out but if she were in Sam's position would she want to hang around with four girls alone? Okay stupid question, course she would. I mean hello? Four hot girls in one room? Who wouldn't?

"So Britt. How has school been?" Rachel began turning to her.

"It has been alright," Brittany signed turning to Rachel. "I mean compared to my last high school experience it is a lot better and people don't get close to me which is good. I'd like my condition to remain a secret."

Quinn looked up at Brittany. "But...wouldn't you rather people know?"

Rachel turned to her girlfriend and shook her head. "Babe, the last time that happened everyone used it against her. They-" Rachel began but when she saw Brittany giving her a pleading look, she stopped and nodded her head then continued to try and cover up what she was saying. "Well...let's just say it didn't turn out very well."

Brittany sighed in relief. She wasn't ready for people to know just yet as it was her business and even Rachel didn't know the story. She just wanted a quiet life here at this school, without all of the drama that usually gets in the way. She had a lot of things happen at her old school from being pushed into lockers to being teased about not talking, and the worst was the incident that happened on the last day of her old school. When she left she knew that was it, she wasn't going to take it any more. She lost her best friend as she had her boyfriend to entertain her so she stopped caring at her. It was awful when you think about it, but it didn't bother her too much. She wasn't the best friend in the world. She didn't help her when people touched her like Santana did, or bring over treats when she was sad like Rachel did. All she really did was keep her company and even when they were together, they didn't talk much. She just kept her from being alone. Her name was Liz Gardener. She had long, brown hair and she was always seen wearing make-up, but it was always too much. She was usually seen wearing dangly earrings and her clothes were always tight. She wore black boots usually, either knee high ones or ankle boots. To be honest, Brittany never knew why they ended up being friends when she seemed like someone to be hanging around the popular people. The only reason she wasn't popular was because she didn't want to be. She kind of settled for her. Brittany accepted that but she wished she would have been a better friend to her. She always said she had no friends though, because to her, Liz wasn't her friend. She didn't act like one so she wasn't. She noticed Santana waving in her face. She shook her head looking at her.

"What's up?" Brittany asked trying to forget about what was on her mind.

"You were deep in thought there Britt-Britt." Santana pointed out, smiling. "I just didn't want you to get stuck up there in a cage with no key to get out."

Brittany laughed. It was usually her that came up with things like that so it was nice to see someone else do it. She knew people thought it was weird but that was just who she was. Lucky for her, she only cared about what her friends thought. Well, in a way that was a lie but deep down, it was what she always thought . She looked at Santana. She wanted to move her hand onto her leg but he couldn't pluck up the courage to do so. Why did she have to be weak? So she just smirked at her.

"Sorry I'll try not to get into the cage next time."

Santana smirked too then smiled softly. "Good because I'm selfish and I'd miss you."

Brittany nodded and looked down at her seat. No one, apart from Rachel, had ever said that to her and she had to admit, she liked being wanted. She felt her cheeks go red which was a little embarrassing.

"Aww Britt, you're blushing." Rachel teased smirking at her playing with her girlfriend's hair.

She looked up at Rachel and glared. She had a lot of embarrassing things she could say right now and even though she knew they were empty threats, it didn't mean she couldn't try.

"If you don't shut up I will tell Quinn about the bathroom incident that happened over at my house when you were five." Brittany threatened looking at her glaring. She saw Rachel look down and nod. Brittany smirked proudly. Mission accomplished.

"Ha! You totally got owned by Britt!" Santana cheered laughing. She had never seen Rachel back down like that and it was very entertaining to see. She saw Brittany smirking back which she had to admit did make her smile.

"Brittttt," Rachel whined looking at her, "you're supposed to be defending me as I'm your best friend!"

Brittany smirked. "I can have two best friends."

"Oh no. She is not taking my place as your best friend. That is my job." Rachel told her straight up folding her arms. She knew Rachel was very defensive when it came to her friendship. She knew it was because she didn't want to lose her and even though she tried reassuring her that she wasn't going to lose her, she never listened and she still acted like...well...how she was now.

"Rachie," Brittany began looking at her, "you're my best friend don't worry. I love you." Brittany smiled trying to get her to calm down. It usually took longer but she knew that with her friends around, it would take less time. She saw Rachel smile and knew she had got through. She knew her best friend so well it was scary sometimes. She watched Rachel nod and smiled.

"You're right, I'm sorry. I love you too."

She took Santana's drink off the side and picked a straw to drink out of. God the milkshake tasted bloody amazing. She didn't like swearing that much as her dad was always against it, but there was literally no other word to use. She loved her milkshakes and she could easily just live off them. Hopefully that wasn't too much but it was the truth.

"Hey! That's mine!" Santana says finally realizing her drink is gone. Brittany just sat there and smirked as she drank her drink. She put the drink between her knees and started moving her hands to reply.

"So? It's your fault for sharing with me," Brittany tells her calmly knowing she was right. Heck, she loved being right. "Don't worry I'm almost done."

Brittany drank some more and put the glass down. She spun the straws around in the glass smirking at her friend so she couldn't pick easily which straw was hers. She loved messing with people sometimes. Santana looked up at her. She had never seen this side of Brittany and she had to admit, she loved it.

"You better not have any diseases, Pierce."

"Oh I only have Herpes. That isn't a problem, right?" Brittany asked, enjoying the teasing she was doing to her friends. It was actually pretty fun to see a friends face when you do.

Santana looked at her shocked, but she knew she was joking instantly when she saw her trying not to smile. She shook her head. "You're disgusting."

Brittany burst out laughing. "I'm kidding. I think you'd know if I did San, don't worry."

Santana laughed and drank her milkshake. Half of it was gone due to Brittany drinking it but she didn't mind. Honesty, she liked sharing it with her as I made her feel close to her. Weird right? She hadn't felt like this before. Just the whole romantic concept of having the butterflies in your stomach, feeling your heart race when they are around you, sweaty palms as well as checking their Facebook every hour. Okay so maybe that was just her that did the last one, but she really enjoyed looking through her pictures and stuff. Don't judge.

Brittany stood up and started putting her shoes on. She didn't want to leave but with her homework load, she kind of had to. It was in for Monday and it needed doing. Even though she had thought about having a smart person do her work, it wouldn't do well for the future so doing it herself was the only option. Plus Sadie knew how she did her school work now and it would be strange if her style suddenly changed.

"Where you off Brittany?" Quinn asked curiously. "You haven't been here long."

"Yeah, sorry, I have to go. I completely forgot about my homework and it takes me longer to get it done than you guys." Brittany explained standing up straight. "But I will catch up with all of you later."

"Alright see you later, Britt."

Santana looked up. "Want me to drive you home?"

Brittany shook her head. "No it's okay. I don't live far from here anyway so I'll just walk. Have fun though."

Brittany said goodbye to the three of them and walked out of the house. She enjoyed spending time with them but she had always told herself that school work came first. Dyslexia always got in the way but even though it did, she wouldn't change who she was for anyone. She loved who she was and no one was going to make her change her mind. Whenever she thought about the people at her other school, it made her angry because she always had to deal with how they treated her, and she always remembered the teachers even giving up whilst always referring to her as 'the stupid child' in the class. It hurt her and after a while she did start to believe them. Why shouldn't she? Everyone thought she was stupid so maybe she was. Before she moved to that school she had been diagnosed with Dyslexia and even though her old school knew about it, they did nothing extra to support her. They told her that she needed to keep up on her own without help since no one else gets it. She regrets not going to McKinley to start with, but she knew it was because she didn't want Rachel to have to stick up for her all the time. She wanted to be independent, but all that going to that school did was make her more insecure. She didn't like people seeing how insecure she was, so she hid it. From everyone. She couldn't allow them to see how she felt when she was in public. It would make her feel worse. Maybe seeing a Councillor who knew sign language wouldn't be such a bad idea. But right now, she just couldn't.

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Before she knew it, it was Monday and she was back at school. The classes were actually okay, especially in Spanish because Santana helped her. She had a lot of help from Santana, Rachel and Sadie plus Sam because he had Dyslexia too so they could relate. They ended up having the same lessons together with Sadie so it helped them get closer. She really did enjoy his company since he was the only one who understand how frustrating it was. They talked about different things from football to motocross. He told her about how his parents could never afford to take him even though he really wanted to. It sucked when your parents couldn't afford something for you but Brittany knew she had to take him out. Not on a date! God no! Just out on the track. Anyway they had been left alone to do some maths work. They were actually in the same class but Brittany never noticed since she was always just doodling in her book because she didn't see the point when she had Sadie to explain it to her. Sadie always told Brittany to try her best but she couldn't even look at the numbers so how could she learn when they kept moving? It was like they were doing the tango on the paper. Brittany couldn't help but smile at that.

"What are you smiling at?" Sam asked bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Oh sorry. I was just thinking that the numbers on the page look like they're doing the tango." Brittany stated looking at them. It seriously looked like a dance. She heard Sam laugh and looked up at him. "What's so funny?"

"You're right. It doesn't look like the numbers are dancing." Sam said smiling. "This is why I hate math."

"Yeah, same here" Brittany agreed tapping her pencil on the desk. "I would rather be at my locker doing nothing than be sat here."

Sam nodded in agreement as their teacher walked in checking our work. It's not like they had done a lot but she did mark it anyway and gave them some more to do for homework. Brittany got up when she said they could go and walked out the door. She really wanted to just get out of there. She hated it at times as it wasn't exactly a big room and she preferred leg space when she was working, which she didn't get in there. Well at least she wasn't alone.

She walked to her locker and saw Santana at hers. She sighed as she walked. It had been frustrating for her as she really wanted to touch her but she knew she couldn't. She hadn't touched anyone or talked to anyone in years which is why sign language came into play. Nothing can stop people from touching her but she will live with that. But Santana...she was different. She made Brittany more confident and happier. She wanted to touch her and comfort her and talk to her but nothing came that easy. You had to work for things you wanted so she was going to work for it. She would have to think about this since it was a big deal for her. With someone with her condition you can't just go up to someone and touch them because the healing process doesn't just happen overnight. Ha, she wishes. She really just wanted to touch Santana and hug her and thank her for everything she had done for her but that wasn't going to happen unless she got help. She just wasn't ready yet. She couldn't. She didn't even know if she could still talk. What if she had forgotten?

She had been so lost in her own thoughts she had no idea Santana had walked up to her and had been trying to get her attention. What can she say? She's a thinker. Brittany finally came to and looked at her.

"Hey San. Sorry, I was thinking to myself." Brittany apologized picking up the bag that seemed to have dropped to the floor.

"Obviously." Santana replied looking at her whilst she picked her bag up. "Anyway how was your session with Sadie?"

"It was good." Brittany told her nodding her head standing up straight. "I was telling Sam about how the numbers look like they're doing the tango. It's nice to find someone who understands, you know?"

Santana looked at Brittany nodding. She knew exactly how she was feeling. "Yeah I get you. Fancy grabbing some food for lunch?"

"Actually I can't," Brittany declined looking at the floor feeling bad about it. She hated letting people down and saying no but she did already have plans. "I...err...thought I could hang out with Sam today. He said he'd introduce me to his friends that aren't you guys."

Santana felt something she had never felt before. She felt her body build up with rage slowly and all she wanted to do was find Sam and hit him for taking her Britt-Britt away, but she couldn't. She wouldn't stoop that low just because she was feeling angry. Was it...jealousy, maybe? No. As if she was jealous! Brittany was a friend. Yeah. Only a friend. Well...until she could convince herself otherwise.

"Oh yeah that is totally fine Britt. Don't worry about it. I'll go and find Rachel and Quinn." Santana assured her not wanting the blonde to feel bad about it.

"Are you sure?" Brittany asked. She didn't want her friend having to sit with those two making out and feeling awkward. "You can come with us if you like. I wouldn't want you to have to put up with those two being all lovey dovey and sickeningly cute."

Santana smirked trying to hide her actual jealousy of Sam. She wasn't gonna show that. "Oh you care now do you, Pierce?"

Brittany laughed. "Yes, I do care thank you very much. Now do you wanna come with me or not?"

Santana shook her head. She did trust Brittany and, funnily enough, she trusted Sam too. She wasn't going to act jealous and without seeing them together, no one would see it. She watched Brittany smile and sign a 'see you later' then watched her walk away seeing Sam in the distance. She knew that she would get close to Sam as he had Dyslexia too, but she did not want them being romantically involved. She would definitely not be able to hide her feelings away for the blonde then. The cute blonde, not trouty mouth. Santana sighed and walked back into school.

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Brittany and Sam walked away from school towards town. Sam didn't know sign language as well as the others so it took more time for him to understand. She had noticed when they were together in Sam's lessons. When she meets his friends she knows she'll have to get her notebook out which was really annoying . At least she'd meet new people but hopefully they wouldn't think she was weird. She hated people judging her. Sam lead her to a small cafe which looked really nice. It was a white cafe with a sign on the outside that said 'Mandy's Cafe'. The walls were white on the outside and inside it was really cute. It had booths near the window and there were stools at a bar type thing even though it wasn't really a bar. Brittany never really understood them that much. Sam walked up to a small group of people so Brittany followed and sat down next to Sam.

"Hey guys. This is my friend Brittany." Sam introduced her straight away as he sat down. "But she doesn't talk and please don't touch her as it freaks her out. Anyone says a bad word about her then you leave. Got it?"

Brittany waved and saw everyone smile. She sat with her hands on the table playing with her fingers. She looked up and saw Sam give her a comforting smile. She liked that he was able to make her feel safe.

"Hey Brittany, my name is Finn." A largish boy greeted. "Finn Hudson. You might have seen me on the football team."

Brittany nodded and looked at the person next to him. They all seemed to be boys apart from this one girl. She seemed friendly enough I guess even though she was on the big side. But who was she to judge?

"Mercedes Jones. I've seen you around." The black girl told her with a smile. Brittany smiled back to be polite. She seemed nice enough. She looked at the person next to her. She knew she had seen him before but where?

"Mike Chang." The Asian introduced with a smile. "We're actually in the same homeroom which is where you probably recognize me from."

Ah that's right. First day Mike was talking to Santana. A guy with a Mohawk started speaking after that and she knew he was in her homeroom too. He was the one that was kind of a flirt. "And my name is Puck. We have met as I remember seeing your sexy ass in homeroom when you first started."

She saw Sam hit the back of his head. She let out a giggle. "Do you have any respect for women, Puckerman?!"

"Of course I do Sammy boy!" Puck replied grinning. "I respect them to know that they will want to ride Puckasaurus here eventually, as every girl does." Brittany noticed him motioning towards his crotch. Okay, eww, never gonna happen. Not in this lifetime.

"You are disgusting, man." Finn frowned looking down at his food.

"As if dude. So Brittany, whenever you want to have a good time give me a call yeah?" Puck offered winking at her. Brittany looked at him and shook her head. She knew that he was not a person to get involved with. Nor would she ever get involved with. She heard Sam chuckle as she did.

"You got turned down dude." Sam smirked. Brittany couldn't help but wonder if Santana had slept with him. She felt her insides churn as she thought about it. She didn't want to think that the person she had been crushing on the past few weeks had slept with that thing. It made her feel sick but she tried ignoring it. After all, she was here to spend time with Sam and his friends. She would ask her that later.

"So Brittany." The girl called Mercedes began, "all of us were going to go to a bonfire tonight. There is a beach about an hour away from here. Would you fancy joining us? You're newish here so you can meet some new people."

"Yeah we're all going," Mike continued eating some fries off his plate, "we all get to dance and just have a good time. It will be great!"

Brittany thought about the offer. Last time she went to a party she had a jock touching her but with the party being at the beach, what could go wrong? There was a lot more space and less crowds which would make her less anxious. She had to try, right? She looked at Mercedes and typed out on her phone showing her the message.

Mind me bringing a friend along?

She looked at Mercedes waiting for a reply and once she saw her smile, she knew it wouldn't be a problem.

"Course, girl. Bring whoever you want. My uncle throws the party so any of my friends can go and he usually invites some of his friends." Mercedes explained taking a sip of her drink. "So, you in?"

Brittany nodded smiling. It did sound pretty cool after all.

"Great! So how about we swap phone numbers and I text you the address?"

Brittany nodded again and typed out Mercedes name into her phone passing it to her who did the same to Brittany. They swapped phone numbers and Brittany couldn't help but feel like this school that she is at would actually be pretty good. She felt more confident and she was trying new things. The next step now is joining Glee Club and then working on touching people and talking, but those things will take time. For the rest of the afternoon she sat and talked to Sam and his friends without worrying about anything else. She felt happy.

"You alright, B?" Sam asked turning to her as the others talked amongst themselves.

Brittany looked at Sam and smiled. "Yeah, I actually am. It sounds like we'll have a lot of fun tonight. I can't wait!"

"We will don't worry. I'll keep you safe and I know Santana will. That's who you want to invite, right?"

Brittany blushed hearing Santana's name. She couldn't help it. Whenever she thought of her she thought about how beautiful, funny, smart, caring and cute she was. Did she mention sexy because, seriously, she had the most amazing body. She looked at Sam who she noticed was smirking. She gave him a confused look. Why was he smirking like that?

"Oh don't give me that confused look. You like her!"

"I do not!" Brittany argued not wanting to admit it. She was always told that by admitting something out loud it made it real and she knew she didn't want people knowing about her crush.

"Hey, it's cool."Sam assured her smiling. "You're secret is safe with me."

Brittany nodded relieved. She wasn't ready for that type of public announcement just yet. She wanted to stay invisible for now so people wouldn't aim for her. It was better this way. She turned to the rest of the group and listened as they spoke about the bonfire that night. She was actually pretty excited. And for once, she wasn't nervous.

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