A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I got writers block and with finals coming up I've been pretty busy. Another short chapter but I promise good things coming your way soon. R & R please!

"What happened to you last night? I waited all night, but you never showed up," she approached me at my locker the next day.

"Sorry, got distracted." I mumbled before slamming my locker door shut and walking away.

"Did I do something wrong?" She ran to catch up with me. "Because if I did, will you please tell me so I can fix it?" I turned to look at her.

"No, it's just me okay? I need to figure some things out."

"Does that mean we can't be friends anymore?" She said with sad eyes.

"I-I'm not sure Britt." I folded my arms across my chest and leaned against the wall.

"Fine," with that she walked away. I felt terrible. I didn't mean to make her feel like she was the reason I didn't want to hang out anymore. I sighed and walked into Glee practice. As soon as I did, I noticed Britt and Mike holding hands in the back of the classroom. He kissed her cheek and she giggled. She looked up and her eyes met with mine. As soon as they did, she kissed him on the lips. This took me by surprise. I'm not sure whether Britt did that on purpose or not. Wait, who am I kidding? Britt would never do anything like that on purpose. She doesn't even like you Santana. I really wish my mind would stop playing tricks on me. As soon as Glee practice was over, I ran straight out of the choir room and started walking home. When I was almost home, I heard someone calling my name. I turned around and saw Brittany running to catch up with me. Needless to say, I started walking faster.

"Wait, San please!" She wheezed from being out of breath. I turned around and stopped walking.

"What do you want Brittany?" I stood there with my arms crossed.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For kissing Mike in front of you," she hung her head low.

"Why would I care if you kiss Mike? He's your boyfriend right?" I spat at her.

"No. San, why are you mad at me?"

"Because I like you alright!" That wasn't supposed to happen. It slipped out.

"I like you too, you're my best friend." She walked closer.

"No, you don't get it. I like you like you like Mike, like I used to like Puck." She was silent. I just poured out my heart to her and she gives me no reply. "Exactly, you don't get it." I started walking again.

"But I like you too," she shouted. I froze dead in my tracks. She can't be serious.

"Are you just saying that because you want to stay friends?"

"No I really do like you Santana I just didn't want to say anything because…" she paused.

"Because why?" I looked at her clearly confused.

"Because we're both girls and I thought you liked boys." She looked down and I could tell she clearly meant what she just said.

"I did, I do. I don't know Britt. I know that you're the only girl I've ever had these kinds of feelings for though." I held out my hands and she rested her hands in mine.

"You mean you never kissed a girl before?" She seemed surprised.

"Well I did, but I've never had feelings for them. Have you?"

"Tons," I cringed at that thought. She must have noticed because she quickly covered it up. "But they didn't mean anything." I breathed a sigh of relief. She came closer and her lips almost met mine before I pulled back.

"I-I don't think we should do this in public," I said in the least offensive way possible. "I'm not trying to hurt you, I just, don't feel comfortable with an audience." We looked around and noticed a few people walking down the street.

"I understand," she simply replied. She locked her pinky with mine and we walked back to her house.

"So which one first: Mean Girls or Jennifer's Body?" I tossed the DVD's onto her bed and waited until she decided.

"We watch Mean Girls all the time how about Jennifer's Body?" She asked.

"I love Mean Girls though, but Megan Fox is pretty hot," I laughed.

"Really, I think Amanda Seyfried is hotter."

"I love her! We should have an Amanda Seyfried movie night instead," I suggested.

"Good idea San. You're always thinking." I popped "Jennifer's Body" into the DVD player and leaned back on the bed. She sprawled across me laying her head on my stomach. I stroked her hair while we watched the movie. Out of nowhere, she jumped up, scaring the hell out of me.

"B, are you okay?" I sat up.

"This movie's too scary." She covered her eyes. I let out a slight chuckle.

"Fine, fine, how about we watch Letters to Juliet?" I got off the bed to change the movie.

"I didn't know that was out yet, I thought it was still in the theaters," she questioned.

"Bootleg copy Britt." I plopped back onto the bed and sat right in front of her. I tucked a strand of stray hair behind her ear.

"You're beautiful," I smiled.

"Thanks San, so are you." She turned red from the compliment she just received. I started leaning in. I was finally ready to kiss her. She started leaning towards me as well. Just as our lips were about to touch, her mom burst through the door. We both quickly pulled back before she had time to notice anything.

"You staying for dinner Santana?" She asked.

"Yes please, if you don't mind Miss Woods."

"Not at all sweetie." She left and closed the door behind her. As soon as she was gone, Britt and I shared a quick kiss before going downstairs to eat. It might have been the quickest kiss in my life, but it was also the best one I've ever had.