I'm so sorry for the huge delay in this entry getting to your wonderful selves, but I've only just finished college/work experience. Personally, I'm not completely happy with this entry but I wanted to give you something to thank you for your patience and kind reviews.

Dear X,

After I'd finished writing the last entry it didn't take long for San to wake up. She crawled up next to me and I took her in my arms, letting her rest her pretty head against my chest, and we just watched everyone else sleep. Her smell drifted around us - I noticed it even through the strong smell of beer and sweat that takes over after basement parties. It's hard to explain Santana's scent… but I imagine unicorns would probably have the same one; it's just like everything nice in the world. Sometimes I get this ache, I don't really know how to describe it, when we hold each other, but it feels familiar and I sort of like it, even though it feels a little sad too. I feel like I'd do anything to ease it, so I could just enjoy being with her.

I guess she was still tired because she shut her eyes again. I liked being able to just listen to her breath, to hold her like that; I felt sort of like her Prince. I know that usually she likes to think that she's the one protecting me and stuff, but I think we're actually pretty equal and I can totally beat any of the guys at school up. I was just thinking about this - and how hot it would be to role-play it - when I noticed Sam shuffling around in his sleep, or at least I thought he was asleep until I saw his eyes open. He was trying to move himself away from Mercedes; they'd slept practically on top of each other, and I couldn't help but giggle at him. It's funny how they still think it's a secret. I bet all the Glee kids know by now, except maybe not Finn, because he's just plain dumb most of the time. Lord Tubbington says we shouldn't say mean things about Finn but I think if I just write them down it's a good way of like, getting rid of the mean words without hurting his feelings. I just mean that Finn doesn't notice stuff much.

Sam heard me giggle again, same as he did last night… maybe I should remember to giggle quieter. Anyway, he looked kinda worried, so I tried to make him feel better by smiling at him and mouthing, "It's okay, I know." I think he was okay with it because he smiled back (his mouth really is gigantic, especially when he smiles, it like, fills up the whole of the bottom half of his face) and looked at Mercedes super sweetly. It was really cute. I'm not sure why they're keeping it a secret but I know that sometimes you just have to, like me and San. I hope they don't have to keep it for much longer; it's sad when you have to hide something that's so good.

He didn't lie back down, he stood up, knocking a lamp over, making Santana jump, and reminding me that we were still cuddling. I stayed really still for a minute 'cause I didn't know what she was going to do but when I glanced back down to her she blushed a little bit and I realised she had been looking at me. I liked that. We stayed just looking at each other for a little bit while everyone else started moving and they groaned at Sam for being clumsy so early in the morning (even though it was like almost afternoon). She squeezed my hand and we pulled each other up off the floor to follow everyone else into the kitchen.

Turns out Rach's dads are out of town for the whole week, visiting their friends in New York or something, so Rach said we could stay for breakfast.

Mercedes and Quinn offered to make pancakes for everyone but they didn't have any eggs so Puck drove to the grocery store while we lay around in the living room, flicking through the channels. I think I was still tired, or maybe still a little bit drunk, because I can't remember what exactly was happening, I just lay quietly with my head in San's lap as she stroked my hair gently. I was so relaxed, it felt kinda like I was drifting in and out of the room, just listening to the voices and the noises of the background.

After a little while I heard the door slam and Puck came in while Quinn and Mercedes went straight to the kitchen to start on the pancakes. I was glad they were back; Sam's stomach was making really loud, kinda gross, noises. It was annoying.

Rachel was stood leaning against the wall the entire time, but I noticed her watching me… or Santana. I'm not sure which, maybe both. Just after Puck got back she coughed loudly and asked Santana if she'd help with the pancakes. San said she was busy and carried on watching the TV, but Rachel coughed again and I think she said something about it not taking long. I didn't see her face when she was talking because I was still drifting but I guess she must have looked pretty convincing because Santana moved my head really carefully and got up. I could hear her grumbling and it made me smile.

Tina accidentally flicked onto Toddlers and Tiaras and I heard Lauren start telling stories of how she used to be one of those babies that goes on the stage in weird make-up to do a little dance or something and get a crown.

Lauren says she won them.

I asked if she was better at dancing when she was little.

I could hear voices from the hallway outside the living room; Rach and San were doing a really bad job of whispering. Rach's voice was gentle but sort of… pressing? while San was louder, sounding defensive and a little worried. I noticed Sam get up from his place next to Mercedes and go into the hall. In the next round of voices I heard it sounded like Rach was excited to see Sam and her voice got faster and higher (if that's even possible) but Santana was being quiet now, which is sort of unusual, especially when Rach is involved. Sam sounded nice; I heard him reassure Santana, and then she just mumbled, "okay" and came back to me.

I didn't ask what happened. When stuff doesn't involve you, I don't think you should try to get involved. It only causes trouble and you've got to be pretty stupid to want that. Besides, she'll tell me when she's ready.

After everyone finished the plates of pancakes (they made sooo many, it was totally awesome) Mike found Rachel's Wii and started to play Just Dance. I'm so freaking good at that game so I was up for it and I guess being with a bunch of glee clubbers helped get it started because pretty soon everyone wanted to join in, even Lauren. I'm not sure how she managed to play so many rounds without throwing up; she ate like four plates of pancakes with syrup and cream and whatever else Puck brought back from the store.

Rach and Quinn were dancing a song together when I went and squeezed in next to Santana on the armchair. Since everyone else was busy watching and cheering for Quinn and Rach I nuzzled San's neck a little; she'd been looking kinda distant since her talk with Rach and I just wanted her to know that I still love her. It turned out good; her smile started to spread across her face and when she turned to look at me I couldn't help but grin like an idiot back at her.

"Dance with me"

I whispered near her ear and watched her expression change. For a second I thought she was going to panic or something, but then she looked around nervously, before pressing a super quick kiss to my forehead.

Nobody was watching, I guess that was what she was checking for, but it was nice anyway.

She stood up, breaking up an argument about whether it was fair that Rach had a good 40 hours of practice on Quinn, to grab the remotes and threw me one, along with a super sexy wink. Q didn't even seem to care, she was giggling and pulled Rach back onto the couch with her to make room for me and San.

I was choosing a song when Rach offered us another party. She said that since her dads were out of town for a while it wouldn't matter if we crashed in the basement again and had a sort of 'Glee House' for a week. Finn couldn't stay; he had football camp the next day with some college scout, but everyone else was down. Even San just looked at me and shrugged. I chose Toxic and we danced while everyone else watched.

I won.

San says she let me, but it's okay; she was just kidding around. When we play at her house I always win too.

While we were dancing Puck had cracked open some beers so we moved back down to the basement, I think because it's just a better nighttime atmosphere down there, you know what I mean? Dark stuffy places are just cooler. We ordered some food in too because Sam and Lauren were whining about their stomachs again, and we just sat around on beanbags talking and making fun of Kurt and Blaine's new habit of finishing each others sentences. I think they're adorable.

Kurt said their new habit comes in handy for singing duets and that was all it took for Rachel to break out her microphones and ridiculously extensive karaoke collection. San rolled her eyes at me when Rach grabbed Quinn and they started singing that Rihanna song, 'Te Amo'; she's always said that she thinks they're fucking. That song's actually one of my favourites because the lyrics sort of relate to me and San… or at least San says 'te amo' to me. She knows; sometimes I sing it when I'm teasing her and she blushes and goes all cute. Singing's a pretty good way to get into her pants too.

I snuggled up to San on the beanbag we were sharing as we watched Quinn and Rach walk around each other on the stage, and I could've sworn I saw some pretty intense looks being exchanged, when I felt San's arm fall around my shoulder. I looked up to her smiling back at me and it felt like a wave of heat came over my chest, I was so happy, I could've cried. Not sad tears though, super happy ones! Rach was challenging Kurt and Blaine to beat her duet so I don't think anyone was paying attention to us but they could have been and that's what counts.

Without looking around first San leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to my lips before adjusting her arm around me and watching Kurt start to belt out some Broadway tune I'd never heard of. I turned to face the stage too but I wasn't paying attention to anything that was going on in the basement anymore; all I could think of was how proud I was of Santana. Like, she really is the hottest girl at school, probably in Lima and maybe even in the whole of Ohio, and she's mine. Mine mine mine mine mine.

I did start to pay attention when Sam got his guitar out and began playing; I thought he might be about to duet with Mercedes, but then the weight shifted next to me and Santana stood up, holding her hand out to me. I was freaking out; I had no idea what she was doing or if she was sure about it, but she seemed calm and even kinda happy so I went along with her as she pulled me onto the makeshift stage. She kept hold of my hand and turned to face me as she cleared her throat.

I knew I was blushing; I could feel the heat in my cheeks, but I felt like I could burst with pride too so it wasn't awkward or anything. I can't even remember what was happening around us; I didn't stop looking into her beautiful eyes for a second and even now it feels like I might have made it all up. I gave her hand a quick comfort squeeze and she took a deep breath before her low voice rasped effortlessly through the first lines:

"I would dial the numbers,

Just to listen to your breath…"

Love From B.

Just in case any of you don't know what the song is, here's a link to it, and hopefully you'll know why it's significant for Santana to sing it to our lovely Britt-Britt!

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