We walked into Glee Club with huge amounts of excitement. None of us has any idea who Mr Schue was going to place us with for the duets competition – and we eagerly awaited his arrival.

Artie came over in the wait.

'Brittany,' he said, smiling. Our friendship had blossomed over the summer, and even though we had dated the previous year, that was all in the past. Now, we were simply best friends.

'Hey, Artie,' I grinned. 'You excited for the duets competition?'

'Um, quite,' He said. 'But I dunno. I'm kind of nervous.'

I frowned.

'Why?'

He leaned closer so that only I could hear.

'What if Mr Schue puts me with Santana? She'll rip my eyes out.'

I laughed.

'That's probably true. But I don't think he will – I mean, he knows you two aren't exactly best buds.'

Artie nodded, and went back to talking to Mike.

I sat down and waited for Mr Schue. He was always late.

Eventually, he walked in wearing one of his usual vests, and I thought I heard Santana make a comment to Mercedes about his clothing behind me. I smiled.

'Hey, guys. You all ready to find out who you're with?'

We all nodded in excitement.

'Okay, go check the door. I put a list up.'

Everyone ran towards the door, laughing and trying to push and get there first.

I waited until everyone else had taken a look, and gone back to their seat looking confused or disappointed, before I went up.

Brittany – Blaine

Rachel – Quinn

Santana – Kurt

Sam – Tina

Mike – Mercedes

Artie – Puck

Lauren – Finn

Hang on, I thought, confused. Blaine?

I walked back to my seat, making eye contact with Kurt's boyfriend. He looked as confused as I felt.

'Mr Schue, is that really your final say?' piped up Finn. 'I mean, you're awesome Lauren, but I think my voice goes better with –'

'Yes, Finn, that's my final say.'

He went silent, looking down.

'Well,' said Puck, grinning. 'I am perfectly happy with this choice. Me and Artie are great friends.'

Artie looked pleased with himself. I smiled.

I was still confused, though.

'Mr Schue, I don't understand,' I said. 'Blaine is an awesome singer. And yes, I am pretty good too, but I'm not even in the same –'

'Remember what I said last week? This is about challenging yourself and finding a song that works for both of you. It also means you have to work together, even with people you aren't on great terms with.'

I looked at Quinn, who had her arms crossed and was looking sour.

Rachel was watching her out of the corner of her eye.

'Well, that's my final decision. So, go and sit with your partner and get discussing.'

I awkwardly made my way towards Blaine and sat down.

'Hey,' he said. He was friendly, after all.

'Hi,' I replied, smiling.

'So, I had some great ideas for song choices, but I haven't heard your voice very much so it would be good if we could meet up some time and practice, after school or something. Just so I can find a song that suits both our...'

I tuned out, deciding that I should probably just go with whatever Blaine wanted to do. Instead, I focused my mind on the dilemma at hand.

Both me and Santana had been partnered with the only other gay couple – what would this mean for us? Maybe it would help her come out. I snuck a glance at her and Kurt on the other side of the room, and grinned. She was already shouting at him, and he was already looking like he'd rather die now, than do a duet with her.

'...Brittany? You listening?'

I turned back to Blaine hurriedly.

'Of course. I think that's a great idea.'

He smiled.

'Okay. Well, if that's it...'

I looked at Mr Schue, who stood up.

'Well, we can carry this discussion on tomorrow. See you all later.'

We all left, a little happier than we had been when we first saw the list.

Well, everyone except Santana, who was leaving the room screaming in Spanish again. Something about Lima Heights Adjacent.

That night, I waited by my phone, as if hoping Santana might have just forgotten to text me back. But I got no texts. Nothing.

Instead, I logged into facebook and saw that she was online.

I clicked her name and typed, 'I love you' before deleting it.

I clicked on her profile and impulsively searched her friends for the unknown Jamie.

I soon found her – clicking onto her profile.

I gasped.

I know who this is. I've seen her before, I thought, racking my brains to remember.

I frowned.

Somewhere before summer... Maybe at Nationals...

I gasped, again.

'She's in Vocal Adrenaline,' I said out loud, my eyes wide. 'Oh my God.'

I clicked off the page, my head falling into my hands, propped up on the table.

I groaned.

How could this be happening? First Jesse with Rachel, now Santana... When would they ever learn?

I hurriedly picked up my phone and began to type a text to Santana.

Then I changed my mind.

I wouldn't want her to know I'd been searching up her... girlfriend, on facebook. That would make the situation worse.

I sighed and fell back on my bed. It was only four thirty, but I didn't feel like eating, or doing homework. So I climbed under my covers with Lord Tubbington, and fell asleep.

The next day, I met up with Blaine at lunch, to go over some song ideas.

'Okay, so I'm thinking we need to do something very... original. Not a top forty song. Something that has a meaning for both of us. But, first, I'll need to know some stuff about you.'

I frowned.

'Um, I'm Brittany, nice to meet you,' I said, reaching out to shake his hand.

He laughed.

'I know your name, Brittany. I mean... I need to know some stuff about what's happening in your life at the moment.'

I looked away.

'I.. don't know what you mean.'

'Love, Brittany. You have a boyfriend?'

I pouted.

'No.'

'Really? I thought you would have.'

I smiled.

'Well, I am in love...'

'In love?'

'Yes.'

He seemed to notice the sadness in my eyes, because he reached out and touched my arm comfortingly.

'You don't have to tell me if you don't want, Brittany. But I'm here for you if you want to talk about it.'

'It's Santana,' I blurted out. Then I gasped. 'Shit! I actually just told you that! Oh my God!'

His eyes widened for a second, in which I waited for his verdict.

And then, miraculously, he smiled.

'It's okay, Brittany. I think you need someone... Like me, to talk to. Maybe I can get Kurt to talk to her about it?'

'It won't make any difference,' I said bitterly.

'Well... How about you sing to her about it?'

I looked up.

'Yeah,' he went on. 'I'll find a song that sums up our feelings. And a song that says, I'm not afraid of what anyone else will say.'

'That's only one of the reasons she won't be with me though.'

'Let's take it one step at a time, okay?'

I hesitated, but then I nodded.

'Okay.'

That night, I got a text from Blaine.

Found the song – it's perfect. Baby, It's Fact by Hellogoodbye. Search it up.

I sighed, and started up my laptop, opening youtube.

Once I'd typed it in, I pressed play, and just listened.

As the song progressed, I realised what Blaine meant. It really was perfect. And me and Blaine would sound awesome singing it.

Once I finished listening, I texted him back.

It's perfect, you're right. You can sing it to Kurt and I'll sing it to Santana.

I smiled as I received a text back, in less than a minute.

Cool, so practice tomorrow at lunch? See you there.

That lunch, I was headed to the choir room to meet Blaine. However, when I got there, I found something quite unexpected.

'Rachel...' I heard Quinn's voice from outside and peeped through the door to get a closer look.

Quinn had Rachel pressed up against the back wall and was kissing her ferociously.

Wait... What.

I stifled my gasp as I turned away, unable to believe what I was seeing.

Rachel and Quinn.

Rachel and Quinn? What is this?

It made no sense. They hated each other. And here they were, kissing... In the middle of school? That was beyond weird. That was... screwed up.

I heard the sounds of movement and I hurriedly ran into a nearby bathroom, as Quinn exited, looking terrified.

Rachel soon followed, going the other way. The same look of horror was on her face.

I waited until they were both gone before I went into the choir room and sat down, thinking.

I can't tell anyone. It was probably just a one time thing. It didn't mean anything.

Blaine entered soon after, smiling.

'Hey, let's get to work,' he said, laying out sheet music.

I stayed silent.

'You okay, Brittany?'

'What? Oh, yeah... Fine.'

'Okay.'

After rehearsing the number through several times, and working out some basic choreography, we were ready.

'We are so gonna win this thing,' he said, grinning.

'I hope so,' I said, smiling. 'Are we performing it tomorrow?'

'Yep,' he said. 'We're the first ones on the list, remember? That means we go first. It'll be great.'

I walked into the choir room the next day, feeling nervous. Blaine didn't seem fazed – but then again, he had performed so many solos he'd probably lost track.

'So,' said Mr Schue. 'First up, is... Brittany and Blaine!'

Everyone clapped as we walked up, and Brad started playing the piano.

Blaine started the verse.

Just in case their wondering
They've got us pinned terribly
They don't believe our love is real
Cause they don't know how real love feels

He walked straight up to Kurt, and sung straight to him. Kurt was smiling and blushing.

I joined in, still in the centre, trying not to make it too obvious who I was singing to.

You should know it's true
Just now, the part about my love for you
And how my heart's about burst
Into a thousand pieces
Oh it must be true
And they'll believe us too soon

My eyes found Santana's despite my efforts, and I pleaded with her silently as I sang.

Baby, it's fact
That our love is true
The way black is black
And blue is just blue
My love is true
It's a matter of fact
Oh, and you love me too
It's as simple as that
Baby, our love is true

I looked sideways at Blaine, who was smiling as he serenaded Kurt.

I walked towards him and we did the dance that was planned, Blaine spinning me round. I could still see Santana watching me with dark eyes as I danced.

I walked towards her, unafraid, as the second verse started.

They may say some awful things
But there's no point in listening
Your words are the only words
That I believe in afterwards.

I looked into her eyes, trying to make her believe me. Because I meant every word I said. I slowly circled her chair, not caring that the entire Glee Club was watching us.

You should know it's true
Just now, the part about my love for you
And how my heart's about to burst
Into a thousand pieces
Oh it must be true
And they'll believe us too soon

Blaine sung to Kurt who was smiling broadly, completed captivated in his boyfriend's eyes.

Baby, it's fact
That our love is true
The way black is black
And blue is just blue
My love is true
It's a matter of fact
Oh, and you love me too
It's as simple as that

I walked back towards Blaine and we sang together, grinning. As I sung the harmony part, Blaine danced around me, looking completely confident as always.

As the song finished, I didn't look at Santana. I was too afraid to see what her reaction would be. However, after the applause died down, we heard a bang from the doorway, and saw that Santana had just stormed out.

'What's up with her?' said Mike.

Everyone cleared their throats and I sat down beside Blaine, who nodded at me.

'I think we've pretty much won already,' he whispered, grinning.

'That was great, guys. So, tomorrow we'll be hearing from Rachel and Quinn, right? You guys prepared?'

I looked behind me at them, who were sitting beside each other but looking in opposite directions.

'Um, yes,' said Rachel, and then felt silent.

'Ookay, if you're sure…' said Mr Schue, then looking up, added, 'Does someone want to go find Santana? Brittany, maybe you should.'

I frowned.

'Why me?'

'Um, because you're her best friend.'

'Fine,' I said coldly, and got up and walked out.

I found Santana sitting in the parking lot, with her head in her hands.

'Hey,' I said nervously, sitting down beside her.

She looked up, and then groaned.

'Brittany, what are you doing?'

'Um, Mr Schue told me to come find you.'

'No, I mean, why did you sing me that love song?'

I frowned.

'Because I'm in love with you… You know that.'

She sighed deeply, and turned away, almost angry.

'What? I do love you. I'm just trying to prove it to you.'

'I believe you, Brittany. But there's someone else and you know that. Can't you just be happy for me?'

'No,' I said automatically. 'No, I can't, she's not good enough for you.'

'How can you possibly know that?'

'I looked her up on facebook. She's in Vocal Adrenaline.'

Santana looked shocked, and then glared at me.

'So what?'

'Oh, please,' I said, exasperated. 'You were the one who tried to stop Rachel dating Jesse. You're being such a hypocrite.'

She looked shocked and hurt, and stood up.

'Fine. Fine,' she repeated, looking angry. 'Think whatever you want. I don't even care.'

She stormed off, walking out of the parking lot and out of the school gates.

I watched her go, feeling terrible. I hadn't meant that.

And now I was alone, and yet another attempt to win her back had failed miserably.

I sighed, and went back inside.

A/N: Yeah, Faberry made it's way in here. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and you should listen to the song. Because it's awesome. And the first of many love songs to come. Please review, I love hearing your feedback.