Holy crap, I am sooooooooooo sorry how long this has taken me. I have been working on another story and had a LOT of writers block with this one. So I am really sorry. This chapter is pretty short, but the next one should be longer.

Santana's POV

The glee club was sitting around on the stage and I sat in the front row of seats.

"You will never believe what I just saw!" Rachel said, running down the aisle.

"About time you showed up." Kurt said annoyed.

"We are still waiting on Finn, what did you just see Rachel?" Sam said.

"Brittany Pierce just got slushied!"

"What?" Everyone, including myself exclaimed loudly.

Rachel just nodded. "She wasn't wearing her Cheerio's uniform which means she isn't on the team anymore.

"Did she get kicked off?" Mercedes asked.

"Why would Sue do that? Brittany is the best of them, maybe she quit." Tina cut in.

"I don't know, but she is now in street clothes and covered in slushie." Rachel said.

Without thinking I immediately stood up and walked out of the auditorium, ignoring Tina's question of where I was going. I honestly don't know where I was going, but my feet seemed to lead me down the hallway. I squeezed between people and then opened the door to the girl's bathroom. Sure enough I saw Brittany standing by herself, picking the clumps of blue frozen slush out of her hair.

"Are you going to laugh at me, tell me I deserved it?" She asked glancing over at me.

"No. I know you never slushied anyone." I said taking a couple of steps towards her.

"You know way more about me than I know about you." She pulled another large chunk out of her hair. "Why do you believe that I haven't slushied anyone?"

"Because you don't seem to be into that, it doesn't seem like you care about status."

"I don't." Brittany said and gave up on her hair.

"Here let me help you." I said and handed her a bunch of paper towels.

"Thanks." She said quietly and tried to get out the blue, even though we both knew it was useless.

"Why aren't you in your cheerio's uniform?" I asked cautiously, not wanting to overstep any lines.

"I quit yesterday."

"But you love cheerleading. Why would you quit?"

"I was sick of dealing with Quinn; she needs everything to be perfect and nothing can ruin her reputation."

"And you were doing that?"

"I guess. I was tired of her in general." She was no longer looking at the mirror; her attention was focused at me a hundred percent. "I mean I know I hurt her, and I regret what I did to her. But I did not want her to make up stuff and tell it to you." I had never seen Brittany like this, I could tell she was actually sorry and she looked a little broken.

"You were telling me the truth?" I asked, and took a step closer to her so we were only an inch or two apart.

She nodded. "I would never lie to you."

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you."

"It's okay, I mean I don't know why you would trust me, after everything you have heard."

"I would rather hear your side of the story, not stupid rumors that Rachel Berry tells me." She smiled and looked down. "I am not saying I trust you completely, but I would love to spend time with you again."

"I would love that too."

"Can I take you up on that offer for dinner now?"

"Of course." Brittany said and then wrapped me in a hug. I didn't care that she had slushie all over her and it will probably get on me as well. There was something about this girl that made me feel things I have never felt before. When it's just us, it makes me so happy.

"I don't know why I thought you were lying." I said as we pulled apart.

She bit her bottom lip between her teeth. "I actually did lie to you once."

"What?" I asked slowly scared of what she was going to say.

"I didn't quit just because of Quinn. There was another reason."

"What?" I asked again.

"Quinn made a deal with me that if I quit Cheerios, she would tell you the truth and leave you alone."

"Wait you quit Cheerios because of me?"

She nodded. "I didn't know if you would ever talk to me again, but I didn't want you to believe those things Quinn told you. Because I am sure she was going to continue making up shit. I am really sorry I lied to you."

"I can't believe you quit the Cheerios, for me."

"Right now, I feel like I would do almost anything for you." I felt my face redden with slight embracement. "Can I walk you to Spanish?"

"Sure." Brittany hooked my arm in hers and we walked out of the bathroom on our way to the Spanish room. "So did you still want to go to that pasta place?"

"Breadstixs? Of course, can I pick you up around six tonight?"

"I can't wait." We sat down in our seats and I was about to turn around to talk to Brittany but Mr. Schuester began the lesson and I had to appear to be paying attention.

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