Here ya guys go. The chapters might start slowing down because the pre-written ones are running out so, bear with me. The support of reviews is always a plus. I promise to get them out as soon as they grow in size and attack me for not posting them...because they do get angry if left sitting there for too long.

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REVIEWERS:

Riptide2015: Thank youu.

BreakYourHeart: Nah, you have to go somewhere else for San to have a g!peen and get Britt preggers. Although I am guilty of reading those...Yeah Puck's well...puck. xD Yeah Sam was nice and a little naive in the series...he's a bit different here. Thanks loyal reviewer friend person. ;P

PrettyLittleGleeber: Yeah, San's super protective of Britt. I think it steeeemmmms a little outside the friend zone...just a smidge. AND YES I'VE SEEN BEND IT LIKE BECKHAM...I was pretty obsessed with the movie...probably with Keira Knightley's character too. xP Yeah the adorable winking is going on there. Faberry could be in the works as well. Don't worry, I'll try to keep the updates coming.

Anon: Yeah, San's Britt's little guard dog.

squintsquad03: Ah of course the hair. Glorious hair. If I were on the team I'd never allow that to happen. I'm quite the defender/keep...but unnffoorrrtunately I am noottt. So Britt's kinda stuck with a defense that's mehhh.

StraightShark: I know I can...and I just did. BAM. xD

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Plans, Kisses, Confusion, and Drama

Britt's POV

I managed to get through our dinner without hurling. San thought I was being weird because Sam was around. Very far from the fact. I was acting strange because Puck wouldn't keep his stupid bear paws off of her. He was always rubbing her thigh and trying to touch her in intimate ways. She of course was sitting right next to me so I saw the whole display. Luckily the minute I would go green with nausea/envy San would notice and slap Puck away to care for me. He was so put off. It made me smile every time. It's not that Puck isn't decent. I mean he's sweet and nice when he wants to be. He just makes an ass of himself and pisses me and San off a lot with his sexual jokes towards us. We're not pieces of meat. I bet I could kill him in a one on one PK match. That's it! We should totally have a scrimmage of the boys and girls teams. I'm a genius. It'll be awesome and draw a crowd since we're both such good teams.

I roll over on my bed and pick up my phone, hurrying to call San when I realize where she is and what she's doing right now. I toss the phone on my bed and huff. She's boinking Fuckermans brains out right now. I groan trying to dispel those nasty images from my mind. My stomach clenches and I grit my teeth. Why can't I tell her I have feelings for her? Why can't I be the one touching her instead of Puck? Why can't I be with her? Because I'm scared of ruining our friendship, the voice in my mind fires back.

I sigh and flop on my back, staring at the ceiling. Everyone's paired up. San with Puck. Ugh. Quinn and Finn, no matter how dysfunctional they are. The Asian kids have each other. Half of glee club has a better half in glee club. We'll except for Kurt. He's got that bushy eyebrowed Blaine kid from the all dude school. And I'm stuck with me. There's always Sam again, but that sucked the last time and I'm pretty sure San would kill me. Or….would it make her jealous? I mean she can justify her relationship with Puck as social status…then so can I.

I grin and text Sam to meet me by my locker in the morning. Maybe this plan will work or at least I can see if she has feelings for me.

We arrive at school early per usual. We're still high off of our win and Coach is out of town for an interview, leaving us practiceless today. Mr. Shue's happy because that means we can have a lot of rehearsal time for Sectionals coming up next month.

I spot Sam by my locker like he said he would be. He's leaning against it, looking around at people. Santana whispers, "What is he doing?" Sam spots me and waves and I smile back. "Britt?" I look at her and shrug.

I walk towards him, Santana trailing behind. "Hey Brittany."

"Hey, Sam." I say flirtatiously, trailing a finger down his chest. "Enjoy the game last night?" I look up at him.

He smiles, "Yeah, you were great. Sorry to see you pounced on at the end though. You ok?" He's genuinely concerned and it's kind of cute. I like him, just not as much as I like San, but I can take what I can get.

"Yeah, but maybe you can come by my place after glee club and take a look?" I wink and he grins. The warning bell rings and Sam starts walking off.

"I'll text you later, kay?" I nod and he walks off with a grin on his face.

I feel an arm wrap around my wrist and pull me away. I see Santana fuming and leading me into the bathroom. She yanks me around. "What the hell, Britt? Sam? What are you doing?"

"The same thing you are. You're with Puck for status, then I'm with Sam for status." I shrug. "It gets lonely when you and Quinn are paired off. I'd rather be with someone than be alone with my thoughts. Although I did have a pretty great one last night. San, we can do a boys and girls scrimmage it'd totally bring attention to us and stuff." Santana looks around and looks like she's fighting for words.

"First of all, Britt that's a great idea." She smiles but it soon fades. "Secondly, how many times do to have to tell you? You don't have to be with Sam for status. I'm with Puck for the both of us. You're popular by association."

"And how many times do I have to tell you that I don't want you sacrificing yourself for me, okay? Why is it necessary to give up your happiness for me? What makes me that special?" I whisper out the last part.

Her eyes soften, "Britt…hey, look at me." She tilts my chin towards her. "You are so amazing. You're the greatest goal keeper I know, you're an amazing dancer, you can sing and you're my best friend. We've been together since middle school. I tell you everything and you don't hold back from me either." My chest tightens. There's one large thing I keep from you, San. "You're so worth it, okay?" She pulls me closer. "I just wish you could see half the things I see in you." Her hand brushes hair out of my face and I gaze into her eyes. We lean forward and our lips press together in a sweet kiss. Santana jerks away suddenly. "Shit. I cannot believe I just kissed you in school. But I mean, it was just to comfort you right?" She says the last bit more to herself than me and I bite my lip, willing myself not to break. The bell for class rings. "Shit, we need to get going. We're late, hopefully I can talk my way around it for us. Come on." She grabs my hand and we hurry to class.

Santana managed to get some absurd excuse about our periods having the same cycle so that's why we both were late. As I sit in class, my mind is elsewhere. It's back in the bathroom. Back by the sinks where we kissed. We kissed and we weren't drunk or trying to impress Puck. It was me and San. I get a goofy grin on my face, before it drops. But she said it was to comfort me…cool, San. People don't go around kissing other people for comfort. I mean I kissed Lord Tubbington once…but that was because he was reallly upset.

The day passes by until glee club is here. I sit in the back row with San. She's been a little strange. She hasn't linked pinkies with me all day. Puck is on the other side of her, smirking at her and puffing his chest out to all the other guys. San is just zoned out on the space in front of her.

"Alright guys, we need to raise money to get to Sectionals and buy new costumes. Any ideas?"

"Well, Mr. Shue, as leader of this glee club-" That makes San snap out of her daze.

"Excuse me, Berry, but who in this tiny excuse for a music room made you leader? You're only fit to lead the lollipop guild down the yellow brick road."

"San…" Quinn sighs, "Just let her talk." Everyone looks surprised at Quinn who just shrugs.

"Thank you, Quinn." Rachel smiles. "I propose we hold a bake sale." Everyone groans.

"Not to burst your bubble, Rachel," Artie speaks up. "But I nor any of the guys can bake, besides Kurt. And bake sales suck at this school. Mathletes had one and we lost more due to buying materials than selling the baked goods."

"We could always have a different kind of bake sale." Puck speaks up and leers at the girl soccer players. "I be people would pay to lick baked goods off of-"

"No, Puck." Mr. Shue squeaks out getting Puck's general suggestion. "Any other ideas guys?"

"What if the soccer team helped out?" Puck speaks up again. I look at him suspiciously and Santana's eyes widen.

"Go on." Mr. Shue encourages.

"What if we had a scrimmage of the girls and guys together? We could have people pay admission and we'd have the proceeds go to glee club." My heart sinks and anger boils up.

"Hey, that was my idea! I thought of it first." I speak up and I hear a few snickers.

"Good one, Britt." Puck laughs and a few others do too. Santana looks at me apologetically.

I stand up and kick the chair in front of me, "I'm not stupid, alright?" I storm out of glee club and hurl my bag into the side of my locker, growling out and sliding down to the floor feeling utterly alone.