AN: I have kind of decided that these are more like one-shots about back stories for my Everything is All Right story because I have ideas about how I want to explain their back stories, but no concrete ideas yet.
For Everything is All Right, I have no idea when that is going to get updated, because I barely have two paragraphs for that right now. That is stonewalled in my mind right now, I have an outline for the rest of the story, but don't know how to set it up like I want too.
Anyway, enjoy this tiny snippet that I managed to get typed, nothing special but more a little bit of my type of Brittany.
Brittany S. Pierce glared at the one duck that refused to eat her bread.
She had snuck away from babysitting to come down to the lake with half a loaf of stale bread. She had made sure that every duck got a piece, but this one was refusing to eat.
"Come on." Brittany tried to coax the duck into eating. "I know you're hungry so just eat the bread."
The duck continued to ignore the waterlogged crust as it sunk to the bottom of the palm.
Brittany sighed and held the last chunk of bread in the palm of her hand.
"Are you going to eat this bread?"
The duck quacked before plucking the bread from Brittany's outstretched hand, nibbling on her fingers.
Brittany giggled and nearly fell into the lake. She sighed and lay down on the grass, looking up at the clouds.
It was a perfect day, now if only she had someone to share it with.
She thought about Santana and Quinn, how they had been friends since the first day of Middle School.
The circle of 7th and 8th graders had surrounded her, and started taunting her about her clothes and her ramblings. They had pushed another girl down the stairs earlier, and Brittany was terrified, tears dripping from her eyes as she tried to contain them. They started pushing her around, and Brittany tripped and fell to the ground, her tears blurring the two sets of hands that helped her to her feet.
Hearing a string of words that she did not understand, she assumed they were in Spanish, Brittany saw the words scatter the bullies, sending them scurrying away. The other girl held her tightly, and soothed Brittany by holding her close and whispering in her ear. Although these words were definitely in English her mind was too jumbled to make sense of them and she just snuggled further into the girl's embrace.
Brittany giggled as she thought about how it had taken her less than a minute to make the best friends of her life.
She frowned.
Now if only they could hang out more, with spring break they had been separated for quite a while.
Brittany shrugged and closed her eyes, her head pillowed on the grass, the worrisome thoughts dripping out of her head as memories took over. They floated through her head, taking her own a journey through time, as her body wavered between being awake and asleep.
Mostly good memories and a few sad ones danced across her eyelids before Brittany sat up at the sound of a car horn. Brittany sighed as she rose from the grass and started to wander home.
She had enjoyed the day long enough, it was time to get back to her full house. In only a few days Quinn and Santana would be back from their spring break trips and they would spend Saturday hanging out before returning to their stuffy 8th grade classrooms. She had officially decided.
A frown marred Brittany's face momentarily at the thought that letters would again rule her life for a while. School was fun, but grades were not her friend.
She brightened again as her thoughts returned to Santana and Quinn, and how they helped her with homework and were extremely patient with her.
Brittany quickened her gait as she thought about all the fun she would have when Santana and Quinn returned. And summer was right around the corner!
Brittany felt like she was going to over dose on happiness as she bounced home with a grin plastered to her face.