I'm so sad. Yesterday was the 1 year anniversary of Cory's death and I was just as sad yesterday as I was last year. Life is so unfair sometimes.
The response that I've recieved from this story has been fantastic. One of my readers have asked for a Quinntana side pairing, I was planning on them both being straight but I don't know. What do you all think?
This story is set season 3. So Finn is still alive.
The weekend flew by too quickly for Rachel, the main purpose of the weekend was to help Rachel manage her self control, although they didn't do much of that. Lesley had taken Brittany and Rachel out on Saturday night to a big woods, and Luke tagged along. It gave them a chance to just embrace being werewolves and get a good workout. Being a werewolf came with many perks:
1. The enhanced senses made life so much easier/awkward at the same time. (Rachel was sleeping 2 rooms away from her Father and had soundproofing and she could still hear them having sex.)
2. It also meant that she didn't have to get up as early to run on her elliptical to maintain excellent physical ability, as her werewolf made her much more fit.
3. She suddenly had very toned abs. (Brittany had been very clear to point them out when they had transformed back and Rachel was wearing a sports bra.)
It was now Monday morning though and she was currently getting ready for school. Instead of wearing her usual attire of short skirt, argyle sweater and knee socks she decided to mix it up a bit. She was wearing a plain black skirt with ruffles at the bottom, and wore a pair of thin black tights. On her top she wore a low cut v-neck t-shirt (not showing too much cleavage) and tucked it into her skirt. Over the top of that she wore a long sleeveless, grey cardigan, she also wear a pair of red creepers. Her hair was straight and hung by her side and applied her usual make-up. She looked different. But not too different.
WMHS remained the same as Rachel had left it on Friday. She was early but Rachel was hoping to catch a glimpse of a certain tall blonde before classes started. The few people that were in school already were staring at her. She looked down at her outfit and thought maybe she made a mistake in dressing this way. She didn't notice the three Cheerios coming up behind her.
"Hi Rachie! You look hot!" Brittany said whilst gathering the brunette up in a bear hug.
"Hi Brittany. Uh, thanks. I just thought I'd switch up my outfit today as it's a shame to let perfectly good clothes go to waste." Rachel rambled on. Santana who had been quiet rolled her eyes. Quinn just stared blankly at Rachel.
"I liked your old clothes too but I love these! Don't you think she looks hot guys?" Brittany asked Quinn and Santana. They just states at each other before Quinn finally spoke up.
"Sure it's a nice change from all those unicorn sweaters that you love so much Berry." Quinn said, she didn't really hate Rachel. She just found it awkward to talk to her.
"Q. Her name is Rachel." Brittany said annoyed. She turned her full attention back to Rachel. "Anyway I had such a great time with you over the weekend. I was wondering if you'd do it again with me sometime? Actually I was going to go to the park today to feed the ducks. I'd love it if you came with me!" Brittany had started rambling again. Rachel loved it when this happened. The blonde's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and she had so much innocence about her, it was impossible to say no to her.
"I'd love to come to the park with you Brittany."
"Great! It's a date. I'll get you at your car after school."
The bell rung and Rachel didn't want to be late to her first class. "I'll walk you to class Rachie!" Brittany put an arm around Rachel's shoulder leaving Quinn and Santana staring at each other.
"Do you... Think that Brittany has a crush on Berry?" Santana said.
"Of course she does." Said Quinn rolling her eyes. "We both know how much Britt loves small, cute things."
"Did you just call Rachel Freaking Berry cute?" Santana almost spat out.
"Well come on San... In that outfit? She's kinda cute." Quinn said
"Yeah ok whatever. Let's get to class Fabgay." Quinn slapped her teammate gently on the arm.
At the park...
"I'm do glad we're getting to spend this time together Brittany. I don't really get out much."
"You mean you don't hang out with anyone?"
"Uh not really... No one really want to hang out with me. I sometimes spend time with Kurt, Mercedes and Tina, and I occasionally hang out with Noah but not often."
Rachel didn't even notice Brittany had grabbed a hold of her hand. She looked between the two but made no attempts to move her hand. She liked the way Brittany was so affectionate.
"Well, from now on you can hang out with us more often. We're going to the carnival this weekend. Please say you'll come with me?!" Brittany pleaded.
"Who's we?"
"Well there's me, you, Finn, Puck, S and Q. It's kinda like a double date plus me. I'll be like... The fifth wheel. Will you come?"
Rachel couldn't say no to the girl. No matter how much it might upset the others, she knew Brittany had the same affect on them.
"Of course I'll come. I'll pick you up and I dunno, maybe we could grab some dinner beforehand? Just as a thank you for the weekend."
"That sounds awesome!" They had arrived at the duck pond and we're throwing bread in for the ducks. Rachel found it adorable how Brittany made sure all the ducks got some bread and didn't leave any out. The look on Brittany's face gave Rachel butterflies and she didn't know what she felt for the blonde, but she did know it was more than friendly feelings.
Brittany also felt the same. Every time she caught a look at Rachel her heart would beat a lot faster. Truthfully, Brittany had always had a crush on the brunette, but she didn't think she was worthy of being her friend but when she found out Rachel was a werewolf she knew this was her chance to prove herself to Rachel. She vowed to help her through it.
"You know Rachie. I'm super glad that you're a werewolf."
"Really? Why's that?"
"Because it's gave us a chance to get closer. I mean I've always wanted to be your friend but I just thought you wouldn't want to be my friend..."
Rachel guided Brittany over to one of the park benches and held Brittany's hand.
"Sweetie. I love being your friend, you're such a beautiful person with a wonderful soul. You care about everyone and you're the least selfish person I know. I'd be honoured to be friends with you."
The way Rachel looked at her, made her feel so special. Brittany felt like she was the most important person in the world, before she knew it she was leaning over to place a chaste kiss on Rachel's lips. Before she realised what she was doing, she pulled away.
"Gosh I'm sorry. I.. I don't know what I'm doing but I've been wanting to kiss you for ages. If I'm honest I've always had a crush on you."
Rachel laughed gently and placed a hand on Brittany's knee. "I've kinda had a crush on you too."
Brittany smiled. "You make me feel really special Rachie. Like sometimes because I'm so dumb, it makes me feel really alone, but I am smart really. I'm just not book smart. I know about people, and dancing and animals. I... Sorry I'm rambling."
"Brittany. You're the smartest person I know. You know more about things than I do, all this business with the werewolves, I'm glad it's you helping me through it because I don't think I could have gotten through it with anyone else. You make things so easy for me. I don't want you to feel alone. Ever. Please, promise me Britts. If you feel alone, you'll come to me." Rachel said, with tears in her eyes.
Brittany used the pads of her thumbs to wipe away Rachel's tears. "I promise." She said with a smile. She then pulled Rachel into a really right cuddle and kissed her cheek. "So what's between us? Like, are we kinda dating now that we both like each other?"
"Sure. I'd love for is to start 'kinda dating'" Rachel said with air quotes, making Brittany laugh.
"Ok. Anyway let's go home now ok? I mean I love the sunset and all but my tummy is grumbling really badly."
"Come on... I'll drop you home." Rachel and Brittany remained holding hands until they got back to Rachel's light blue Mini Cooper.