I wake up the next morning excited to see what the day has in store. I am grinning like a madwoman. I quickly take a shower then put on my Cheerio uniform, it is getting even colder since it is the beginning of November, so I put on my cheerio jacket to keep me warm. I think soon we will have to start wearing our sweatpants, but Sue likes that to be a last resort. I put my hair up in my high pony and do my makeup to complete the look. I race down the stairs to grab a quick breakfast because I am just excited to get to school. In the kitchen I grab a banana and avoid my parents staring at me.
"What?" I say around a mouthful of banana.
"Well? How did the date go?" My mom asked nonchalantly as she went back to cooking my dad his breakfast.
"Yeah, were there wedding bells yet?" My dad says, staring at me from the counter.
I sputter on my banana.
"Dad!"
"What? I don't know what is acceptable with this whole soulmate thing. I just assumed you two would just get it over with and marry right away."
"We went on a first date, dad, and we aren't even girlfriends yet."
"Yeah, but it could have been to the courthouse for all we knew." He shrugs like that is the most normal conclusion he could have come up with.
"We are underage." I dead pan.
"Oh, right I see that was what was holding you back. When do you turn 18 again?"
"Dad!" I shriek then look at my mom. "Mom!" I complain.
"Oh, honey you know he is just teasing you." She looks over to Pierce, but he was too busy drinking his coffee. "He knows your birthday."
"Ugh!" I huff and turn to leave. "I'm going to school!" I yell at them.
"Don't forget you can't actually consummate a marriage until you actually get married trust me we tried but they said that was just having sex." My dad tells me further mortifying me.
I ran out of the house quickly to get away. How am I related to them?
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I made it to school in record time because I was so excited to see Santana. I was also a little nervous though because I had no clue how we were going to act around each other. On the date she was very open, but then again, we didn't know anyone there. The more I thought about it the more I became nervous. I have no idea how to act around Santana.
I walked to my locker because we didn't have Cheerios practice today even though we were forced to wear out uniforms. It makes no sense to me. I just put my bookbag away and was getting my first period books when I heard a locker open close to me. I peeked around my locker and my heart started to race. It was her! I tried to calm myself down because I will make a fool out of myself. She was only two lockers away from me and I already felt my palms sweating. I went back to busying myself with my book trying to remember what class I even had right now because my brain was already mushy.
"You have math, Britt." I heard a husky whisper in my ear sending shivers down my back, and I did not just let out a little moan. Shit. I am as red as a tomato now.
I hear Santana giggle as she leans against the locker next to mine. I turn to look at her with red cheeks and I feel like my ears are tinted red too because they are on fire from being embarrassed.
"Hey." She says sweetly to me when my eyes meet hers bashfully.
"Hi." I get out.
I am itching to kiss her on the lips again and I catch her staring at my lips. I lick my lips subconsciously and I see Santana shake herself out of her staring and she straightens up.
"Ugh yeah so do you want me to walk you to class?" She asks with a nonchalant shrug, but I can see she is nervous because she starts to fidget with her hands.
I let her sweat it out a little bit as I finished getting my math book, pencil, and notebook.
"Sure San." I say sweetly.
She lets out a big puff of breath like she was relieved.
"Okay, cool." She falls into step right next to me and I notice that when people look at us she tenses. I also noticed that her wrist was covered up again. I know I shouldn't be disappointed. I should have expected it especially with almost everyone at school knowing about me having a soulmate. I haven't been quiet about it, but I still wish she wouldn't hide it. I have always found our mark beautiful so to see her not embarrass it gets me a little.
"You, okay?" I ask her when she tenses again.
"Yeah, I am good." She smiles at me, and I reach over to hold her hand.
She flinches and takes a step further away from me. She also makes sure her arm is well out of reach from me. Fuck that hurt. I knew she probably wouldn't have wanted to be in public with me, but it was so nice holding her hand yesterday and I wanted to feel her skin on mine again.
She crosses her arms against her chest as she keeps shooting me looks, but I am not even trying to look at her right now. I am looking straight ahead and have started picking up my pace to get some distance. I know she is struggling to keep up with my pace. It feels like forever until we make it to my math class. Santana isn't in this class because she is in the advanced math class, she is smart like that.
We stopped outside of my classroom off to the side of the door. I could tell Santana was nervous and wanted to say something because she opened her mouth a couple of times, and nothing came out. I was trying to hold back my frustration, but I was pissed and not looking in her eyes. I understood she would not want people to think we were together, but Sugar holds my hand or loops her arm through mine all the time. It was what friends do. She didn't have to flinch away from me like I was contagious. Just to prove my point Sugar comes bounding over seeing me and Santana.
"Hey Britt!" She gives me a quick kiss on the cheek earning a glare from Santana, but she doesn't even pay attention. "See you in class!"
"You just let friends kiss you?" Santana barely gets out through her teeth.
"Yep, it is their way of being affectionate with me and they even hold my hands sometimes."
I watch as Santana's face gets a little pale. "Britt..."
"Whatever Santana I'm going to be late for class."
"Can I meet you after class to walk with you?" She asked nervously.
"I don't know Santana people might think the wrong thing." I know I am being harsh but geez I felt so small when she refused me. "Look. Everyone knows I am an affectionate, touchy person especially to my friends. It just hurt me when you wouldn't even hold my hand. It wasn't like I was going to grope you or start making out with you in the middle of the hallway." I tell her making sure I keep my voice low.
She looks down at her feet and shuffles her toes to the ground. "Yeah, sorry I am just getting used to everything and I can't let it get out that I am..." She looks around making sure there was no one around. "With you." Her cheeks turn a shade of pink and just by her saying she was with me made butterflies flutter in my stomach.
I watch as her eyes get a determined look in them. She leaned over and kissed my cheek pretty close to my mouth. "See you after class?" She questions.
I put my hands behind my back and nervously fidget as I fight off the giant smile that wants to form on my face. "You better." I wink at her.
Just then Mike comes flying around the corner. He sees me and grabs my arms pulling me away from Santana. "We are going to be late Britt!" He yells out.
"Watch it, Chang!" Santana yells out pointedly staring at my arm that is in his grasp.
He quickly let's go and gives a bashful smile. "Sorry! See ya later Santana!" He yells to her as we both enter the door.
"By San!" I yell out too as I look at her over my shoulder.
She shoots me a wink as she takes off down the hall.
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True to her word she met me after class. She also went off on Mike again when she wrapped his arm around my shoulder to talk with us. I had to hold back my laughter when she grabbed his arm like it was the most disgusting thing she had ever touched and flung it off my shoulders. With a 'Hands off'.
It was so entertaining to see how possessive she was already even though she couldn't do much in public about it. She sure showed me how much I belonged to her during lunch. She had pulled me into the Cheerio locker room with the excuse that she needed to run over some of the routines with me.
'Mmmhmm San." I groan out as she squeezes my butt and pushes me up against the locker. "I thought we needed to go over the routine?"
She leaned away from my neck and raised an eyebrow.
"Really Britt?"
"So, no routine?"
"Hell no! Now gets those beautiful lips back on me." She growled before attacking my lips again and grinding into me.
I mold my lips back onto hers as I tangle my hands into her hair. I start to explore her body running my hands up her slim waist and towards her stomach. I feel bold as I run my hands up cupping her breast that have infatuated me since I met her. I hear her moan into our kiss. She pulls back a little to suck my bottom lip. She then goes to my ear sucking my earlobe and reaches down further under my skirt to palm my ass, pulling me harder into her.
"All your friends think they can put their grubby hands all over you. They better fucking step off especially Puck, if he tries one more thing."
I shut her up by capturing her lips again. I pull back and look her in the eyes.
"I am yours San." I smile like a doofus at her.
I watch as her eyes darken. "You are mine." She says as a statement and this must really get her because she presses her leg into my crotch causing me to moan. She attacks my neck again and sucks hard. I know she is marking me.
I am loving how possessive Santana is getting, but it is funny because all I have seen throughout the day is guys trying to throw themselves at her, but she has not even noticed them. It would be laughable if it wasn't so pathetic.
Just as we are starting to explore each other's bodies with our touches the bell rings.
"Fuck." Santana pants by my ear nibbling it a little more. "Do we have to go to class?"
I giggle and pull completely away from her and step out of her reach even as her hands fly up trying to grab at me again.
"If I want to pass English, I have to go San."
She raises her eyebrow in question. "Don't we have Spanish right now?" She reaches up and starts to smooth back my hair pulling it out of the ponytail and fixing it for me. I love that she takes care of me.
"Oh, so that is why I haven't been passing. I just thought I was really not getting English class."
Santana smiles at me and tilts her head to the side giving me a soft look.
"Te ayudaré." She tells me.
"Yeah, see I might need help. Unless that was English then I really need help because I can't tell." I told her.
Her smile widens. "That is what I said Britt 'I will help you'."
"Oh, okay, good. We better go before we are late."
I grab her hand and race out of the locker room and make it to class right before the late bell rings. We find a seat together near the back of the room, conveniently right next to Puck.
I turn to Puck. "Did you know this was Spanish class?" I ask him because there is no way I am the only one who didn't know this. I mean English has always kinda seemed like a foreign language to me as it was.
Puck starts to smirk and I already regret asking him. His eyes shift and his smirk quickly disappears.
"Umm." He starts and I look over to Santana and see her looking straight ahead but smiling as she rubs my back in comfort. "I thought it was French." Puck mumbles looking down at his book.
I smile over at him. "Yeah, it's okay, Santana can help us."
I hear a wheeze next to me and the hand on my back quickly disappears.
"Yeah?" Puck asks.
"Oh yeah, we can meet up at my house after school." I say calmly.
I know we get assigned homework every day in this class. The teacher normally tells us to translate the page in the book and since I thought it was English I just rewrote it and thought it was weird that the teacher just wanted us to rewrite the book.
"Sweet, I am sure we will have a great time." Puck wiggles his eyebrows.
"Fuck that, I told Brittany I would help her not you Fuckerman." I hear Santana snarl from the other side of me. She has turned completely to face Puck and me.
"We could make it an all-night thing." He rolls his hips suggestively.
"Like a slumber party?" I ask, starting to get excited.
Puck almost looks like he is drooling now. "Yeah, just like a slumber party." Puck winks.
I shrug. "I am sure my parents would be fine with that."
Puck fist bumps. Santana slams down her hands on the table starling everyone in the class.
"Santana!" our teacher yells at her.
"Lo siento." Santana says quickly.
"No more talking." The teacher scolds.
I watched Santana nod her head. She starts to scribble on her notebook, and I think she is just taking notes until she passes it over to me.
I will help you and Puck with this assignment but he is not fucking staying the night at your house!
I look over to Santana about to talk to her when she points at the notebook.
Okay San : ) I put a heart around San's name.
I watch her blush then nod her head and close her notebook looking bored and filing her nails leaning back far in her chair. I get distracted checking out her legs in her Cheerios skirt.
I feel a tap to my other side and see Puck slide his notebook over.
So are we on for the sleep over? It said as well as a crude drawing of a guy with a mohawk laying over top of a girl.
Before I can even write anything, Santana snatches the notebook. Once she is done, she slides it over to Puck. I hear him take in a sharp breath and grab under the table at what I am assuming is his junk. I see Santana smirk.
I look over at the notebook so I can read what Santana wrote.
No to the sleep over!
Hand off Britt or else - Then she drew a picture of scissors then a picture of two balls.
Puck nods his head at Santana in understanding.
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The rest of the day went smoothly and when I got home my parents were home and Puck was the first to arrive. Santana said she had to go home quickly before she could come over, something about checking in with her mom since she was still in trouble for getting kicked out of her old school.
"Brittany, look what I got for the study session." Puck pulled out a joint from his ripped jean pocket.
I smirked at him. This could maybe chill my brain out to concentrate or it could make me a total space case. Either way I was totally down.
"Sweet, let's go out back. I don't want the smell in my room."
Pucks eyes widened and he looked into the living room where my parents were.
"Are you sure? Brittany, your parents are right there." He pointed to the living room.
I waved it off. "They don't care. They are all about natural herbs. We have a Thanksgiving joint every Thanksgiving with the family."
He still looked skeptical.
"Hey mom and dad!" I yell they both look at us. "We are going to smoke a joint in the backyard."
"Can I join?" My dad asks.
My mom hits his shoulder. "Peirce, leave the kids be. We can have our own later."
My dad huffs. "Fine, have fun kids."
I look back at Puck and he could catch flies with how wide open his mouth is.
"Your parents are so cool." He mumbles as we make it outside onto the patio set.
Puck lights up the joint and takes a hit. "Man, I needed this." He passes it to me.
We pass it back and forth a few times till we are done. At this point my lips have a little tingle to them and my skin feels a little tingly too.
"Where is San at?" I ask Puck. He is leaned back watching the clouds. It is definitely getting cold so before he can even answer I walk back inside and get a blanket before coming back out.
"Hey, are you gonna share?" Puck asks as he scoots over to me and pulls the blanket over him.
"Nope, get your own." I say and pull it back trying to bundle up like a cocoon. I am almost successful in wrapping the blanket completely around my head and all when Puck starts tugging it back.
"Come on Britt, share!" He whines tugging the blanket unwrapping me.
It is like a tug of war. "Shit!" I yell when I get knocked off balance pulling Puck down with me. The blanket landed on top of us with Puck on top of me and the cold ass ground on my back.
"What the fuck is this!" I hear then a string of Spanish that I couldn't even hope to understand.
I poke my head out of the blanket with Puck and peek around his shoulder.
"San!" I smile at her but don't move because frankly that is too much work and my ass and back kind of hurt from the fall.
"Nuh uhh don't give me that. What is going on here?" she motioned to Puck and me.
"Umm." I look at Puck, who is trying to snuggle closer to me for warmth and shrug my shoulders. "We fell because he was trying to take my blanket."
"Get off her!" Puck scrabbles to get off of me and takes the blanket with him wrapping it all the way around him.
I pout. "Now I'm cold." I say sadly.
I hear a huff then Santana opens her arms and I jump into her warmth snuggling up close to her. I hear movement behind me and feel Santan tense.
"Nope, you stay there." I hear her say.
"Aww, I want my snuggle on too." I hear Puck complain. I peek behind me and smirk at him.
"She is very snuggly." I brag to Puck who just pouts bigger.
"What am I going to do with you two? We are supposed to study and just by the smell you two are high." Santana sounds annoyed but she rubs my back gently. "Whose bright idea was this?"
I look up at her and her warm chocolate eyes are so beautiful there are different shades, and her lips are so distracting as she speaks. I just smile up at her, forgetting the question.
"Nope, you know what I already know whose idea this was." She looks sharply at Puck. "Is this all you do? Is your goal to always hang out with Brittany and just get her high?"
I lean up to Santana's ear and whisper. "You are so hot right now when you are mad."
I feel her grip on me tighten as she looks away from Puck and up to the sky. She takes a deep breath and I watch as her eyelashes flutter. I swear I could watch her beautiful face forever.
"Ugh. Let's get inside and see what we can do about the homework assignment. It is too cold out here to concentrate." I can swear I see a light blush on her cheeks.
I feel warm fingers weave through mine as she pulls me inside.
"Food first!" I yell.
"Yes!" Puck cheers behind me still wrapped up like a toco that I can barely see his eyes peeking out.
I all but drag Santana into the kitchen and dig through the fridge and cabinets.
After getting our fill of junk food that Santana gave us a disguised look for eating, we finally settled into my bedroom. Santana helped lay my Spanish book and notebook in front of me. It is so cute how she is getting me all ready for my homework. I know she has already completed hers before class was even over.
"Are you sure we can't just have a threesome?" Puck asks out of the blue.
I giggle. "Puck, I don't want mine and Santana's first time to include you." I state nonchalantly.
"Britt!" Santana hisses at me.
I look up at her, raising my shoulder. "What?"
"So, you guys haven't done it yet?"
"Nope we have only been on one date." I tell him. Puck props his head up in his hands like he is so excited to hear all the gossip.
"Well, I have sex with girls all the time on the first date. Plus, you two are soulmates you might as well just get it done with."
All hell breaks loose after that. Santana jumps up and whacks Puck on the head with a pillow. She would have kept attacking him if I didn't get up and stop her.
"What was that for?" He rubs his head.
"You pig, stay out of our relationship. You do not get to talk about our sex life."
"Hey, I just want to be involved." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
I have to hold onto Santana tighter. "Hey, calm down." I whisper into her ear and feel her relax. "Maybe you should go Puck." I suggest knowing we are getting nowhere.
He nods and stands up. "Well, I had fun girls, we should do this again." He smiles and it looks like he is about to give me a hug until he looks at Santana then backs off. "See you tomorrow." With that he is scurrying out the door.
I sit back in my bed pulling Santana with me to lay on my chest.
"I don't like him." She mumbles and she snuggles into me.
I run my fingers against her back, relaxing her. "He just likes to mess with you. He did that to me before too, but he is harmless."
Santana scoffs. "Harmless my ass the second he smells vulnerability he pounces dick first."
"Yuck San." I scrunch my nose and stick out my tongue.
I feel her giggle. "Sorry."
Running my fingers through her hair I think of the question I want to ask her and even though I shouldn't be nervous because I know what her answer will be I still am.
"Hey San?"
"Hmm?" She looks up at me with her soft brown eyes.
"Will you go on a date with me Saturday?"
She smiles so big her dimples are showing. "I would love to Britt."
Hope you liked the update. This was just a filler chapter. Thank you to all of the reviewers, followers and favorites. It is so encouraging to know people are reading my story and have seemed to enjoy it. Thank you!