Author's Note: I'm so sorry for taking too long to update. I kept going back and forth with this chapter - adding and deleting parts every 5 minutes LOL. Technically, I wasn't going to end this chapter where I ended it, but I figured I would save it for another time. Anyways, I might fast forward with this a bit after this so I can try and catch up with Season 3? Yay or nay? Keep coming with the reviews - it's one of the reasons I continue this story.

CHAPTER 25.

"I love astronomy, something about all the space makes my problems seem kind of small," Sam said as Quinn joined him in the astronomy room to practice their duet, "That one's Venus planet of love."

"It's actually Mars, planet of war," Quinn corrected, rolling her eyes.

"Which one are we on?" Sam flirted, misreading signals. Ever since he found out Quinn wanted to be his duet partner, he kept thinking that Quinn wanted him to get into the blonde action with the two girls and he was definitely down for it as his reputation would skyrocket.

"Earth, now why don't you come back to it and talk to me about duets," Quinn shot him down.

"Right…duets. Um, so I was thinking I start the intro with my guitar and you could come behind me and just put your hand on my hips and sway along."

Quinn just stood there with her arms crossed and eyebrows rose in a questioning manner. As Sam continued on with the song, waiting for some kind of reaction from Quinn, she finally just decided to place her hand on his shoulder.

"Okay, now comes the cool part. Do you know how to play?" Sam flashed his million dollar smile to Quinn, hoping she would loosen up.

"No."

"Okay, just put your fingers here and here. And we can keep eye contact, as we sing and…" Sam said leaning closer to Quinn, staring at her lips.

"…I have a girlfriend. Did you forget?" Quinn thought the attention was nice, but she had Brittany and she was not going to give her up for her male blonde neighbor.

"I…I just thought that…" Sam said embarrassed and tried to explain.

"I'm sorry that you thought wrong and I made a mistake singing with you," Quinn declared before storming out to see if Brittany was still on campus.

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"Hey S." Brittany met Santana at the locker room after leaving Quinn to practice her duet with Sam.

"Hi Brittany," Santana said gathering her things from the Cheerio's locker room.

"How are you?" Brittany asked, genuinely wondering.

"Do we need to go through the pleasantries every time?" Santana kept her ground with her snarky attitude.

"We're in the locker room; there aren't any trees in here."

Santana rolled her eyes at the ditzy blonde, laughing at her best friend. She missed her, but she was giving her space like Puck suggested. They talked, but obviously not as much as they did before. Quinn was no longer the bulk of the conversation. Just the two of them hanging out was also somewhat out of the picture. Santana thought the time and distance apart would cause Brittany to want her back, want her even more. At least that's how she wanted her master plan to work – absence made the heart grow fonder, right? So she would sit and wait for Brittany to come to her senses.

"Where's the Queen Bit—that girl you call your girlfriend?"

"Practicing her duet… I just thought maybe you wanted to hang out like old times…except without…"

"the sweet lady kisses?" Santana challenged with a smirk.

"Yeah…those," Brittany blushed.

"Dippin' Dots at the mall?" Santana suggested.

"MMM…the rainbow ice sounds good right now. I like all the…"Brittany perked up, trying to remember the last time she had Dippin' Dots.

"Colors…I know," Santana finished Brittany's sentence, knowing exactly why she liked the flavor.

"Yup, exactly."

"If Q is practicing her duet, why aren't you practicing with her?" Santana asked as the two walked down the hall on their way to the school parking lot, assuming that the two blondes would partner up like the other couples of Glee club.

"She's dueting it with Sam," Brittany shrugged.

Santana raised an eyebrow, confused as to why Quinn was with Sam and not with Brittany. "B…" Santana started, knowing there was more to it, about ready to gloat at the fact that she was right about Quinn, or so she thought.

"Don't…" Brittany rolled her eyes, knowing the gist of what Santana was planning to go on about.

"Don't what?" Santana mocked, offended. "So who is your duet partner?"

"No one right now…"

"B, if only I'd known I wouldn't have asked Wheezy. Well, I still would've probably asked Whe…Mercedes…no offense, but you know what I mean…I mean if you asked me before I asked her, I probably would've said yes." Santana said, really wondering if she would've asked Brittany herself and hoping it didn't sound like there was another meaning to that statement.

"When her and I win, her half of the prize is going to you and we're going to get our Breadstix on…okay?" Santana continued sensing that Brittany was sad that Quinn chose to do a duet with the new blonde boy who happened to be the new quarterback.

"Oh…" Brittany was going to ask Santana, but that idea was quickly shot down.

"I can't believe your girlfriend chose to sing a duet with Trouty Mouth over you." Santana was still in disbelief and wondered if it was the perfect time to swoop in and get her girl back or at least away from Quinn.

"She had her reasons…" Brittany said trying to convince Santana, even though a part of her wasn't convinced herself.

"Yeah…I bet she did." Santana scoffed.

"Santana, I don't want to do this again."

"Brittany, I'm just trying to be a good friend. Contrary to your belief, I'm not trying to get into your pants." Santana said in a serious tone, before ruining the moment, "Although I do miss the inside of your pants…a lot."

Brittany shook her head, giggling at the fact that it was apparent Santana was hanging out with Puck a little too much.

"So how is Puck? I heard you two have been hanging out a lot lately…"

"We're just friends, Brittany. No need to worry about him." Santana wasn't going to tell Brittany the real reason she was hanging around Puck. She wasn't ready to out herself and confess all the feelings she had, even if it meant that there was a possibility that Brittany would break up with Quinn and be with her.

"Not worried, just curious." Brittany gave Santana a small smile before continuing, "Anyways, I just…thanks…"

"What are BFFs for?" Santana said, not really sure why Brittany was thanking her, "We'll take my car and I'll just drop you off here afterwards." Santana gave Brittany a genuine smile, which she usually only had for Brittany.

Brittany smiled back, before reaching over to hug Santana who quickly reciprocated it.

Clearing her throat as loudly as possible, Quinn wondered what the exchange between Brittany and Santana meant.

"Quinnie, hi baby…" Brittany moved from Santana and toward Quinn to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, as Quinn glared at Santana who was rolling her eyes.

"Hello Captain Fabray." Santana said in spite.

"Wanna come with us to the mall? S is driving." Brittany asked innocently, not thinking she was doing anything wrong.

"I thought you were going home?" Quinn questioned Brittany.

"I can't believe you chose Justin Bieber over Brittany." Santana interrupted, challenging Quinn.

"What are you talking about, Lopez?" Quinn shot back.

"Choosing the new quarterback over Brittany for the Duets assignment…real classy Fabray."

"What did you even tell her Brittany?"

"Don't blame Brit for your stupidity, Quinn."

"I'm not blaming Brittany for anything, Santana. You're the one that can't take a hint."

"Oh yeah," Santana started, sarcastically, "I'm the one that can't take a hint…"

"Okay just stop. Pl…" Brittany intervened.

"Quinn…Quinn," Sam ran outside interrupting the little argument going on between the two girls who loved Brittany.

"Oh look the Biebs is here," Santana scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, um it's Sam," the blonde boy corrected before turning to Quinn, "I'm really sorry Quinn. I didn't mean to come on to you like that. I'm so sorry if I scared you away. It's just that you're so pretty and I thought…I don't know…"

"Wait, what? You came on her? You little…" Brittany felt the jealousy in full effect, stepping towards Sam.

"I didn't…wait what?" Sam backed away from Quinn, remembering that Brittany was Quinn's girlfriend and something about someone named Lord Tubbington.

All the while, Santana started to snicker at the fact that Brittany thought that Sam came on Quinn. "B, it means he flirted with your so-called girlfriend."

"Baby, nothing happened." Quinn defended.

"Yeah, well Sam, I flirt with my girlfriend all the time." Brittany ignored Quinn and narrowed her eyes at the blonde boy, who genuinely looked frightened of the tall blonde girl.

Quinn turned red, blushing at what Brittany disclosed, not really sure what to say.

"Gross," Santana feigned disgust.

"You have nothing to do with this Santana. Why don't you just leave Brittany and me alone?" Quinn now knew what she wanted to say.

"Because Brittany needs her best friend when her 'girlfriend' is being a bitch…which is pretty much all the time," Santana crossed her arms and stood her ground, challenging Quinn to say more.

Before Quinn got another word in, Sam chimed in before walking away swiftly, "Um, well, I'm gonna go. I really am sorry. Brittany, you um…you have nothing to worry about."

Santana and Quinn both rolled their eyes at the boy before turning their attention back to each other.

"You better watch your back Sammy," Brittany yelled out to Sam, before walking towards her car, irritated by the banter between Santana and Quinn.

"Baby B, where are you going? Wait…" Quinn gave up with Santana and ran after her girlfriend.

Santana too, was fed up, but just settled with calling Brittany later to apologize or something. She could've stayed to watch some big fight erupt between the two blondes, but decided that them making up was more likely to happen, and that was something she didn't care to see.

"Brittany, hey, come on. Where are you going?" Quinn reached out to grab Brittany's hand, surprised that she even let her hold her hand.

"Home," Brittany replied callously.

"You're not even going to say bye?" Quinn said keeping her eyes on their linked hands, stroking the top of Brittany's hand hoping it would make Brittany less irritated.

"Bye," The tall blonde simply said as she took her hand back to hold her binder to her chest.

"Here let me…" Quinn offered to carry Brittany's bag and binder.

"I'm fine."

"Baby B…come on…don't be like that."

"Our cars are 5 ft away."

"You know, you're not the only one who should be mad…" Quinn started as they finally reached their cars, "You were asking Santana to be your duet partner weren't you?"

"So what? She already has a partner." Brittany tried defending herself.

"But you were still going to ask her…" Quinn stated as a matter of fact.

"Whatever... I can't believe that Sam tried something with you."

"You and Santana have stupid history. Sam is my neighbor who happens to be the new guy trying to fit in. It's different," Quinn declared, ultimately wondering if Brittany would've told her if her and Santana were duet partners, "You know how I feel about you and Santana."

"And it's my fault once again…" Brittany sighed leaning on her driver seat door.

"It's not…I'm not blaming you for anything. I just…it's a two-way street; I have to learn to trust you with Santana and all the other people who want you, which is like half the school and you have to trust me too. And trust me, I love you."