The reviews are starting to slow down, I had a bunch of stuff written up and this is the last of it so I will need to write the next chapter. Reviews are great motivation for doing the next chapter.
"Wait you are dumping me?" Quinn was practically yelling through the halls even though Finn was about a foot and a half away from her. Finn was turning a little red but nodded. "Why the hell are you dumping me?" Brittany had been walking towards her locker but hearing Quinn's yelling made her take a deep breath but she continue walking towards the two.
"Ask your friend." Finn said motioning over at Brittany.
"My friend?" She asked, she had not noticed Brittany who was quickly opening her locker up behind Quinn. Finn pointed at Brittany. Quinn glanced over her shoulder. "What would Brittany know about this?"
Brittany hoped she did not look as nervous as she felt because that would be a dead giveaway. "Ask her."
"Brittany, please explain to Finn how you have no idea why he is being so stupid as to breaking up with me."
"I would rather not get involved." Brittany said glancing at Quinn.
"Why not Britt?" Finn said he was trying to push her buttons, make her explode and tell Quinn the truth. "I mean you were pretty involved up until like two days ago."
"What is he talking about?" Brittany could tell Quinn was beginning to get annoyed.
Brittany glanced at Finn who gave her a smirk. "Um…" Brittany glanced at the floor where there was a mark.
"Britt!" She said loudly making Brittany's head snap back up.
"Sorry." She mumbled, trying to think of something to say. "Finn and I used to hook up." She said quietly.
"What do you mean by hook up?" Quinn asked slowly, although she already had an idea as to what she meant.
"He would text me when he was desperate and then we would… do it. But as soon as you guys started to date I ended it."
"So you guys used to sleep together?" Brittany nodded. Quinn wasn't even looking at Finn. "What happened Brittany? What happened to waiting?"
"Quinn, I love you, but I don't think that you have to wait. I mean sure, I think you should wait until it is someone you love but you shouldn't need to wait until your wedding night."
"And you love Finn?"
"Oh God no, he just -"
But Finn cut her off. "Then why did you start things back up with me?"
"What?" Quinn practically yelled, spinning back to face Finn. "When did you guys stop … you know?"
"The last time we actually did anything was over a month ago." Brittany said. "He kept texting me and bugging me. But I couldn't do it to you anymore so I stopped."
"What was two nights ago?" Quinn asked Brittany.
"He texted me and then came over. I ended it for good and he got really pissed."
Quinn turned back to Finn. "You got pissed that she cut things off? That was our two month anniversary?"
"I know, I just thought…"
"You thought I would sleep with you? Do you not know me at all?"
"And that's why I am breaking up with you, we want different things."
"I can't believe it! You are just like every other guy, all you want is sex!"
"Look I really like you Quinn, but I have… needs and I don't want to go behind your back."
"There is someone else isn't there?" Brittany closed her locker hoping that she could slip away without being noticed.
"Yes there is." Brittany glanced over, surprised at this statement.
"Who? Is it that bitch who tried to be head cheerleader, cause I am sure she is easy."
"No." Finn glanced at Brittany, with that devious glint in his eye. "She is the new girl, Santana." Then Finn spun around in his footsteps and walked away. He left Quinn who looked like she was about ready to kill someone and Brittany who had even more rage in her eyes.
After a minute Quinn finally turned to Brittany, who quickly tried to get rid of the angry expression. "Can you believe him? I am the most popular girl in this school and she is such a loser!"
"I am so sorry Quinn." Brittany said she was completely sorry; she had no idea why she slept with him in the first place.
"I am still mad at you. But, I need you."
"You need me?" Brittany tilted her head to the side.
"You and that girl are somewhat friendly, right?"
"Yeah…" Brittany had no idea where this was going.
"I want to know exactly is going on between them."
"I don't think she likes him." Brittany began to walk down the hallway with Quinn right next to her.
Quinn ignored what Brittany said. "I want proof. I want to know exactly what is going on with them."
"Is this practice for like a drama class or something?"
"Brittany, you know how quickly you will go to the bottom if I leave you."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "I actually don't care how popular I am."
"You will care when you get slushied."
"I wouldn't get slushied."
"Okay, prove me wrong, sit with those glee club losers at lunch. You will be slushied before the end of the day."
"Sounds good. I will see you at practice then." Brittany said and then walked to her Spanish room. The classroom was empty which surprised Brittany; Santana was usually first, sitting in her seat reading a book.
Santana had been running a little later than normal, there had been traffic causing her to get to school later than she would have liked. So she was quickly putting her books away.
"Hi Santana." She heard a somewhat deep voice say. She glanced over her shoulder and saw a boy she believed to be Finn Hudson. She had never actually met him but she had heard enough about him.
"Hi." She said quietly, from what she had heard about him she didn't really like him.
"What are you doing later?"
"Don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Nah, we broke up."
"You did?" Santana asked, surprised that she was actually engaging in any form of communication with this boy.
"Yes, look I know we haven't really talked…"
"We have actually never talked before. And that is very arrogant of you that you assume I know who you are." She began to walk away.
Finn quickly followed her. "But you do know who I am right?"
"Yes you are Finn Hudson, quarterback and captain of glee club. You were dating Quinn but I guess she dumped you when she found out about you and Brittany." Santana was amazed that these words were coming out of her mouth; she usually didn't talk to people let alone say everything that she was thinking.
"For your information; I broke up with Quinn." Santana let out a little snort. "I am serious, I dumped her."
"And why would you do that?"
"Because I have feelings for someone else."
"Who?" Santana asked they were now standing outside of the Spanish room.
Brittany heard familiar voices and slowly stood up, taking a couple of steps so that she could see the hallway. She saw Finn and Santana talking, and unconsciously she clenched her fists. Finn finished talking and then walked away.
Brittany quickly walked back to her seat as Santana walked into the classroom. "Hi Brittany." Santana said sitting down in her normal seat.
"Hi. Was Finn you were talking to?"
"Yeah, he was just asking me if I wanted to join glee. I guess the others have mentioned me or something."
"Oh, okay." Brittany said relaxing a little.
"Did you think he was going to say something else?" Santana had turned around in her chair, noticing Brittany's look of relief.
"I just know Finn doesn't like being turned down all that much."
"Is that why you two started to hook up again, because he didn't like that you told him no." Santana instantly regretted saying that as she saw Brittany scrunch her face up in slight confusion.
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing, I was thinking of someone from my old school." Santana quickly tried to think of a lie.
Brittany folded her arms in front of her chest. "Did you hear about that from Rachel Berry as well?"
"It might have been."
Brittany thought for a moment before she spoke again, it was obvious that she was annoyed. "Ignore what she says. She is just bitter about a lot of stuff and gossips about whoever she wants."
"Look I am sorry it's just-" But before Santana could finish, other people began to walk into the room. So she turned and faced the front of the room.
Santana did not talk to Brittany for the rest of Spanish, she didn't say anything to her all morning, and not that she would have any idea what to say to her. Santana could tell that Brittany was annoyed that Santana had said that, but she also looked hurt.
So Santana walked to the glee clubs lunch table. She sat down next to Tina who gave her a warm smile. They enjoyed some light conversation when Rachel Berry plopped down in one of the free chairs.
"Did you guys hear?" She asked, unable to hide a wide smile.
"What?" Artie asked glancing up from the comic book that he and Sam had been looking at.
"Finn dumped Quinn!"
"Rachel that doesn't mean he is going to ask you out." Kurt said.
"Well he said that he had feelings for someone else."
"That doesn't mean anything." Mercedes began. "He could have just gotten feelings for Brittany and wanted more out of their relationship."
"But I heard that she broke it off with him." Rachel said. "So why break up with Quinn as well if he had feelings for…" But she stopped when she saw Brittany walking towards them.
Santana noticed that Rachel had stopped talking and looked to see what miracle had made her stop. Her eyes quickly met the baby blues of Brittany. "Hey." Brittany said quietly, when she stood next to the empty chair besides Santana.
"Hi." Santana said just as quietly. "Do you want to sit?" She asked motioning to the chair.
Brittany nodded and then pulled out the chair and sat down, looking around the table at everyone's shocked faces. "Hi." She said. For someone so popular, she was actually pretty shy around the group.
Everyone stared at Brittany for a minute before Rachel started talking about potential solos for her so everyone went back to ignoring her, eating their lunches, or having quiet conversations.
"I'm really sorry about earlier today." Santana whispered turning to Brittany.
"It's okay; we can talk more about that tonight when I come over."
"I'm just wondering, but why are you sitting here and not at your normal table?" Santana hoped that this changed the topic enough.
"You sat at my table on Monday, so I thought I would sit at yours." Brittany's voice was returning to her normal cheery one. "I see you are back to your old clothes." She said smiling.
"You told me you liked them better."
"I do. You seem much happier in this then you did on Monday."
"I guess I am." Santana said smiling.