A couple of days have gone past and I haven't been able to get Brittany out of my mind, she's all that I've been thinking of. Her smile, those amazing blue eyes, the long blonde hair, I just can't pull my mind away from her. I'm sitting now on my bed in my apartment going through old school yearbooks looking for her.

I flip through some pages, I was in grade 11 in this yearbook which would make her in grade 9, I quickly flip to the freshmen and look through all the names, thank god their in alphabetical order or this would take way longer then I wanted it too. I flip through the pages and there in front of my is Brittany Pierce, grade 9, member of the Glee Club. I remember now, that's why Puck must of slushied her, the members of the Glee club always go slushied.

I flipped through a few more pages, there in front of my was more clubs, she was the member of one of those smart clubs, looking back at her pictures she looked so different. I quickly put that year book away and pulled out the next book when I was in grade 12 and she was in grade 10. There she was again but she looked different, she looked more like the Brittany I saw.

I wondered why I never paid attention to her before at school, she looked so amazing, even her picture looked good and school pictures never look good. I smiled when I saw her. I flip though a couple more photo's and then I see a picture of Puck, and me I'm wearing my cheerio's uniform. There's another photo beside that one of some other random people but that's when I notice something in the background.

In the background of the photo is Puck holding an empty slushy cup, I'm laughing at the people he just slushied which happened to be Brittany and her friend. Oh God, no wonder why she hates me so much, I couldn't believe that I had noticed her but not really noticed her. I felt so bad.

That's when Puck came into my room and noticed me looking at my yearbooks.

"Looking up Brittany?" He asked.

"Yeah, we were so horrible to her," I tell him.

"I know, I remember her."

"What else did I do to her?" I asked, I can't really remember, I'm not sure that I even want to know but if I'm going to apologize I need to remember what I did.

"It's not what you did all together, but what all the cheerio's did. Don't you remember anything?"

"No really."

"They would throw them all in dumpsters, slushies, um they would, well you all through her and her friends in a pool one day because you thought they looked like they could use some refreshing." He told me.

"Oh my god! No," I said barring my hands in my face.

"No offence, but if I were her, I wouldn't be that forgiving towards you," he told me.

"I feel so bad," I tell him. "What do I do?"

"I donno, you should try talking to Quinn, I'm not too good at those things." Puck told me.

"QUINN!" I call as he jumps up in shock.

"I didn't mean now, right by my ear, jeeze you almost burst my ear drum."

"I think you'll survive," I tell him as I see Quinn coming in my room eating a slice of pizza. Pucks eyes look like they are about to jump out of his head.

"Kitchen," she tells him and with that, Puck is gone. "So, what's the problem?"

"Well I saw this girl the other day," I start to say when Quinn cuts me off.

"Oh my god! San! You like her don't you," I can't believe it, she knows me to well and I'm not doing a very good job at hiding it when I feel myself blushing.

"There's a problem though," I tell her the story of how I bullied her in high school and how I shot her with a paintball and that she didn't look very forgiving towards me. I told her I really wanted to make everything better because she seemed to special and that I couldn't get her out of my mind. I wasn't good with telling feelings but It had to try to tell Quinn if she was going to help me at all.

"Well I'd try to talk to her," she tells me.

"Um were you listening to anything?" I ask. "She hates me."

"No, she hates the old you, she doesn't know the new you yet. Find her, apologize, get her talking, take it slow at first and maybe she'll forgive you."

"You think?" I ask.

"I don't know, but that's all the advice I can give you for now until you talk to her."

"Yeah, pull up you're lady balls and go talk to her," Puck said appearing back in the doorway with a slice of pizza. I take my pillow and throw it at him, it hits his head. "Totally uncalled for."

"No, you deserved that." I told him.

I decided to get out of the apartment for the day and walk around the university, mainly to search for Brittany. There had to be some way I could get her to forgive me. Normally when people were mad at me I would shrug it off, I didn't care so why was it so different this time, why wouldn't I just forget about her and move on. When people I've liked in the past call me bitch or hate my guts I'd just move on.

I walked around the university a few more times, now that prank week was over the first years had been all calm and were going from class to class, I thankfully didn't have class for the next two days and I was alright with that.

There was a small café up ahead of me and I was getting a little hungry from my daily adventure across the university so I decided to go in and grab a bite to eat, or maybe a quick sandwich I could take with me so I could continue my journey. I liked this café, it was small and the people were friendly, unlike me.

"I'll take a chicken sandwich," I tell the cashier.

"Magic word Santana?" she told me. I knew her from first year, she was my friend Tina, she would give me discounts and stuff so I normally would be nice to her, normally but most of the time I still was a bitch and people just had to accept that way the way I acted.

"Please," I said with a sarcastic smile.

"Much better," she told me handing me the sandwich. "So what are you doing out here today. I thought on your days off you spend your time at the beach."

"I'm looking for someone," I tell her.

"Well good luck looking for them. Hey, I'd love to talk longer but the faster I serve these people the faster I get to leave and I;m meeting someone soon..." I knew where this was going, she wanted to get rid of me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll leave don't you worry." I say.

"By Santana," she sais to me as I wave bye.

As I walk out of the café eating my sandwich I don't look where I'm going. I hate how people always disrespect the people looking down, if they bump into them or something, they blame us. That's why I always look down when I'm coming out of a store or something, if they bump into me it gives me an excuse to lash out at them.

Sure enough, as I'm walking out of the café, I get at least four steps out when someone comes crashing into me, not looking where they're going. I fall onto the ground, still holding onto my sandwich, thank god that didn't get knocked down or I'd really have gone all lima heights.

"What's your problem!" I say still looking to the ground.

"Sorry," I hear a small voice. That's when I realize I recognize it, I know I've only heard it one time before but it sticks with me like glue. I look up and see a blonde sitting on the floor, she must have fallen over too. Brittany.

"No, it's my fault I wasn't looking where I was going, sorry," I say. What is wrong with me, I know I'm trying to be nice to her but I'm never this nice. I never apologize when people bump into me.

I stand up and hold out my hand to help her up. She looks up and I guess she realized it's me because her whole facial expression chanced from happy and sorry to grumpy and that oh shit it's you face. I could tell she really didn't want to be here with me. She ignored my hand and got up on her own.

"I'm really sorry," I tell her.

"Yeah, whatever. I'm sure you're just saying that." She tells me.

"I mean it," I say.

"Well I'm just gonna go now," she tells me and it about to turn away when without thinking I quickly go and gently reach for her wrist holding her back.

"Brittany wait," I tell her, her head quickly snaps back to look at me with surprise.

"How do you know my name?" she asked.

"Well I went to high school with you, I remembered you," I tell her.

"Oh so then you remember all the things you did to me back then. Boy you are a real bitch," she said, I look down knowing that I deserved that.

"I'm really sorry, for everything I did. I was a stupid kid. But I've changed" I tell her.

"Right, changed," she mocks me. "That's why you went around shooting all the first years with paint ball guns, not thinking about the consequences like you always do."

"It was prank week, I didn't even shoot you. What was I supposed to do," I ask.

"Not participate! You don't get it do you, I don't care that you did or didn't shoot me, the point is you shot other first years and you probably were having a great time watching them all suffer."

"Please forgive me, I'm really sorry," I tell her. I never knew I could actually be so sorry towards someone until I was standing in front of Brittany trying to get her forgiveness.

"Why do you want me to forgive you so badly, it's not like we'd be friends or anything," she tells me coldly.

"But I..." she cuts me off.

"Don't even try," she said. Suddenly I see the back of her head and within seconds she's gone. I stand there helpless wishing that I had one more chance. I'm about to leave when something catches my eye on the ground. It looked like a key, a key for a door room. Brittany must have dropped it when we crashed into each other.

I looked closely at the key, it had some stuff attached to it, like a key chain of a duck. I thought that was cute and it had a card attached to it as well. The card said the name of the door room she was staying at. Gebel. She was staying at the Gebel residents. I had the best idea pop into my head at that moment, well maybe not the best idea but I though it was pretty smart of me at the time.

I went back into the coffee store and looked around the room, it looked packed with first years, this was perfect. Hopefully they don't reorganize me from the paint ball incident and if they do I hope they will be forgiving. I went to the middle of the room the make sure the attention was all on me.

"Excuse me? Does anyone here live at the Gebel residents?" I ask hoping someone will.

"I do," said a girl off sitting in the corner with her coffee and computer. She had brown hair and a weird kind of style, knee high pocodot dress with ankle socks on and little black shoes. She looked short as well. I smiled when I saw her despite the fact that she looked a little strange, she was in the same res and Brittany and that was good enough for me.

I made my way over to her table and sat down holding my coffee, she looked up at me strangely, probably wondering why I was randomly sitting with her.

"I need a favor from you," I told her.

"Umm..." she said.

"Don't worry, it's not a big favor. There is someone in your door room that I need to talk to, it just that we're not really talking right now and I need an excuse to come to that door room. Can I," as I was about to say this I realized how stupid this actually is and how she might react when I say it.

"Can I maybe, pretend to know you, pretend I'm visiting you, so I might be able to run into them somewhere in the res?"

She looked at me again, strangely.

"Let me guess, you like this person and want to make up for whatever you did?" She told me.

"Kind of."

"Hmm, well I do like love so why not," that answer took me completely off guard.

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yeah, I guess. It's not like it's gonna hurt anyone."

"Thank you so much," okay, despite how weird this girl looked or how short she was she had just made my day. I might have a chance now, at least I don't have to wonder the whole campus trying to look for Brittany, now I know her door room. Wow, I sound like a stalker. Santana, just concentrate on making her forgive you. You have a friend it that res anyone... well sort of friend.

"I'm in room 214 if you ever need help or just want to chat." She tells me with a big smile on her face that is kind of creeping me out.

"Oh yeah, thanks."

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I see Puck on the beach running up to Quinn. She doesn't notice he's coming, I can only imagine what's going to happen next. Of course, I see Puck give Quinn a little shove into the ocean. She turns around and hits him in the arm.

"Alright you guys setting down," now it's my turn to get them to behave.

"Santana, now you know how I feel when I try and get you two to behave." Quinn tells me.

"Yeah but when Puck and I fool around we are friends, when you guys fool around, it's so much more then that," I say with a little smirk of my face.

"Santana!" Quinn yells, I only giggle.

"Oh come on you guys, it's so obvious how you two are crazy about each other."

"What are you talking about?" Puck said defensively.

"Oh stop your whining and ask her out already," I tell him, Quinn looks at me and then looks at Puck, I know she wants him to ask her out.

"I like her as a friend San, get you're head out of your ass." He smiles at me.

"Jerk," I say. Quinn looks down, I can tell she's trying to hide how hurt she is.

"I'll be inside," Quinn sais leaving.

Once she's gone I turn back to Puck and slap him in the arm, he looked up at me with a shocked expression, I only role my eyes at him because he is just so blind in some situations.

"She likes you! Ask her," I tell him.

"I don't know if I can," he tells me.

"Why's that?"

"Because, what if she expects me to be this perfect guy, I haven't been in a real committed relationship since my last year of high school, do you know how long that's been!" He tells me which is true, he's just had one night stands since then or flings, nothing serious.

"She knows that. Just take a chance."

"You think?"

"I know, come on, I'm always right."

"Not always."

"Yes always, no one can deny it. Not even you." I smile.

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I take a deep breath as I am about to enter the Gebel residents. I really hope Brittany is in here, I want to give her back her key as well as talk to her, let her forgive me. I hate how she can't stand me, it really crushes me. I pull out Brittany's key and unlock the door so I can enter.

I forgot what these first year door rooms look like from since the last time I was in here. They are mostly messy and sometimes they have a funky smell towards them. All though they were fun at the time I really like my student house right now, living off campus with my friends. It's way better.

I think to myself how to find Brittany's room. I could ask someone but that might pull into question how I got into the door room first, I guess my only option would be to walk around here like an idiot and hopefully run into her.

I walk around for at least half an hour, boy I really need to find something better to do with my time, I must have circled the whole residents at least 6 or 7 times. I don't know how I've not given up but I haven't and for some reason I don't want to. I see a guy look at him I know he's checking me out along with his friends that have just been standing there for the last couple of minutes. I role my eyes at them.

There's a few other people who are staring at me, guys and girls they can't help but check me out which I don't mind, I know I'm insanely hot. Just when I thought people would leave me alone a guys stands right in front of my look me in the eye. He probably wants to ask me out or something.

"I've noticed you walking around here for like the past hour or half an hour," he sais.

"Oh, yeah..." I say.

"Don't you have anything better to do, you're kind of a creep," he tell me. I'm shocked, that's not what I was expecting.

"Um I actually here for someone, I'm looking for a room."

"What room?"

I'm about to say Brittany but then something comes over me and I don't really want to. I do but, no I don't get scared, Santana Lopez never get's scared. Then I remember that other girl I met, what did she say her room was again.

214. Room 214," I finally say.

"Oh yeah, I know where that is, I'll take you there if you want?"

"Yeah thanks."

As we walk down I can see him staring at me from the corner of my eyes, this is getting real annoying. I wish he's stop. When he goes on like that for the next few minutes I can't take it anymore.

"Do you mind! Quit gawking at me," I snap.

"Sorry, you're just hot," he sais very bluntly.

"Yeah, I know. Deal with the fact you'll never have this." I say annoyed.

"Whatever, here were are," he sais rolling his eyes and leave me before I can say anything to him, not like I was going to thank him anyway. He did stare at me, I think he owed me from that. I knock on the door hoping the girl is there. Finally after what seems to be a few minutes she opens the door.

"Hey!" She said a little too happy to see me.

"Uh hi, some guy thought I was a creep in here so I thought I'd come by," I say.

"Oh well, did you find the person you were looking for?"

"Not yet," I say with a smile.

"Well you can come in for a little, if you want?"

"I guess."

I go into her room, her side of the room has many posters of Barbra Streisand covering the walls, silver stars everywhere and like microphones and stuff, I'm guessing she likes performing. Since now she is actually standing I see how short she actually is, it makes me laugh.

"You're like a midget," I say.

"That's not very nice."

"I can't help it, I speak what's on my mind."

"Clearly." She said.

"So do you want to tell me who this person is you're looking for? Maybe I can help you find them faster then just rome around the halls looking for them."

"No thanks."

"Are you sure, it'll make time go faster."

I know she's probably right, but at this moment I don't want Brittany to know I like her, what if this girl was friends with her or something, she would then defiantly say I have a crush on her.

"I'm Rachel by the way," she said to me.

"Oh hey, I'm Santana." I tell her.

"Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, I guess you're okay as well," I say, she was the reason I could visit Brittany after all.

"So please will you tell me who they are? I won't tell promise," Rachel sais.

"Well um, do you no someone named..." and that's when her room mate walked through the door. My eyes opened wide with surprise. Ok, I officially didn't mind midget.

"Brittany?"

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