Blargh, sorry for long stupid wait on this chapter. School's been blegh. But now I'm on Winter Break, so YAY FREE TIME!
Also, we did it guys. We made it over a hundred reviews. -high fives every reviewer- You guys rock harder than boulders 8)
So I want to dedicate this chapter (the tenth one, by the way. We've hit a landmark :D ) to everyone who's reviewed this story. I would put all of your names on here, but that's against FF's stupid rules. -grumble- Just know that you guys rock, kay? Good ^_^
As of this writing, I've just watched "Blame It On the Alcohol" and Brittany as a drunken stripper and then Key Dollar Sign Ha was freaking awesome XD
Anyhoozel, this is their First R-Rated Movie together. And so, chapterness ensues.
The first week of eighth grade was probably the best week of Brittany's life.
Almost all of her teachers were nice and kind. Except one, but luckily, Brittany had Santana with her in that class and they sat in the way back. In fact, Brittany had Santana in five of her six classes. The only one where she didn't have Santana was in Math, but that was okay, since Brittany had made a new friend in Math. Becky was probably the second coolest person she knew (next to Santana of course). She let her cheat off of her papers and she was really funny. Brittany was ecstatic to have a new friend.
Soon enough, the great first week came to an end as Friday rolled around. As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Brittany and Santana left their American History class with their pinkies locked tightly around each others. They both made their way to their lockers (which were right next to each other. Brittany had gotten on her hands and knees and pretended to cry in front of the principle, begging to have her locker moved next to Santana's. It worked), retrieved their stuff and headed outside, walking home together.
"Finally, it's the weekend!" Santana said happily. "You know, last year every eighth grader told us this year was gonna be great, and how eighth grade is the best. Bullshit."
Brittany's eyebrows rose in confusion. "But we have good teachers and most of our classes together."
"Yeah, but it's school. There's nothing exciting to do. It's so boring!" Santana said, aggravated.
"Yeah, I guess." Brittany shrugged. "Hey San?"
"Yeah?"
"We should do something over the weekend."
"Like what?"
"I dunno. You're smarter, you think of something."
Santana thought about something to do. This was the absolute worst part about living in Lima, there's nothing to do, so when fighting boredom, it took some creative thinking. Santana began to focus and try to come up with a plan for the weekend. Then, a rather unoriginal but still reasonable idea popped in her head.
"Let's watch a movie," Santana said simply.
Brittany grinned. "Yay! Which one? We can go to my house and watch Labyrinth again, or- - -"
"No!" Santana stopped her sharply. "We are not watching Labyrinth again! You've made me watch it for the past five days…no. It ends now."
"But it's so good…" Brittany tried to defend the movie.
"I don't care! No more Labyrinth! Every fucking scene has been burned into my brain!" Santana said angrily. "Seriously, if I have to watch David Bowie playing with balls one more time, I will lose my mind!"
"But the balls are magical crystal balls!" Brittany said, crossing her arms.
"So?" Santana said.
Brittany sighed. "Ugh, you're so gonna be thrown in the Bog of Eternal Stench…"
Santana groaned. It was amazing how dedicated Brittany was to defending her fandoms. "Well…I've got nothing. Did you have any plans this weekend?"
"I was gonna write some more slash fan fiction," Brittany explained. She bounced happily. "I'm almost at thirty reviews!"
Santana wanted to be happy for Brittany, but she found it hard since she didn't know what the hell she was talking about. Before Santana could say something, an idea popped in her head. Santana grabbed Brittany by the shoulders and turned her to face her. "Brit, I totally know what movie we're gonna watch."
"I'm not so sure about this," Brittany said worriedly. Brittany and Santana were standing outside of the movie theater, waiting in line. It was a warm Saturday and the sun shone brightly over the streets. Brittany didn't want to be here, she was scared. Her and Santana were actually going to sneak into an R-rated movie. Brittany wasn't sure about this, since what if they were caught? Brittany was sure her mother and father wouldn't be happy that she had snuck into The Death Killings 3: Revenge of Lord Killington, a very scary horror movie that apparently everyone was watching.
"Don't worry, Brit," Santana assured. "Everyone's seeing it, and I'm sick of Puckerman not shutting his fucking mouth about how lame we are for not seeing it. I swear if I could kick his ass without dealing with the consequences…" Santana trailed off.
An old woman waiting in line behind them gasped. "The mouths on these youths…"
Brittany sighed. "But Mom says I shouldn't give into deer pressure."
"Peer pressure, Brit."
"That too!"
Santana slung an arm around her girlfriend. "You don't need to worry. It's just an hour and a half. Nobody'll know we snuck in. We just get some tickets for Toy Story or some other kid movie, and then instead of walking in the kid movie theater, we go in the Death Killings one. It's simple, and fool proof…um…Brittany? Why do you have a backpack?"
"Well, I thought I might get scared, so I thought I'd bring Catcake with us…"
Santana stared at her. "You…you brought your cat…"
"Yup, for protection," Brittany explained, while really explaining nothing seeing as Santana was still very confused.
"I can't believe…" Santana stopped her sentence when she realized they were at the front of the line. Santana fished out some money, and bought tickets to see some random Pixar movie that was playing. Santana then grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her into the theater, and then pulled her into a corner. "Brittany, if someone sees Catcake, they'll kick us out!"
"But she's in a backpack, see?" Brittany pulled off her pack and unzipped it.
"Meow," Catcake purred.
Brittany grinned. "She likes sleeping in the backpack."
"That's cool beans!" Santana said sarcastically. "Listen, just keep her hidden."
"Fine," Brittany agreed. She looked down at Catcake. "Charity, I want you to stay in the backpack, kay?"
Santana looked at Brittany. "Why did you call her Charity?"
"It's one of her middle names, sometimes I just call her by one of her middle names." Brittany grinned.
"Names? As in plural?" Santana asked.
"Yup. Catcake's full name is Catcake Charity Cat Jade Tori Trina Beatrice Mandy Rose Martha Donna Amy Doctor Sam Carly Alisha Kelly Sally Liz Patty Maka Tsubaki S. Pierce…the third."
Santana's jaw dropped. "I'm…I'm not even gonna ask…" Santana sighed. "Alright Brit, movie time."
Santana dragged along a reluctant Brittany across the theater and into the large dark room where they were screening the horror movie. Currently, it was only trailers they were showing, but the two girls were pretty sure the movie would start soon enough. Santana pulled Brittany along and soon enough they had pretty good seats in the middle of the theater. They were getting strange looks from adults in the theater, probably because they looked too young to be watching a horror movie like this without parental supervision, but Santana could care less.
Brittany cradling her backpack, with her hand inside, stroking Catcake lovingly. Luckily, Catcake's happy purrs weren't that loud, and nobody heard.
"Hey, the movies starting," Santana pointed out.
The credits rolled down the screen, and everyone in the theater was leaving, laughing and talking about the movie, overall enjoying it. All except one person. Brittany S. Pierce.
Santana rubbed Brittany's back as Brittany was furiously wiping away the tears. "I hate this movie!" Brittany said, on the brink of sobbing.
Santana realized she had made a horrible mistake. A horrible, stupid, dumb, idiotic, brain dead mistake. Brittany obviously wasn't ready for a scary movie like this, but Santana didn't listen, because she was dumb. All throughout the movie, Brittany watched it in wide eyed terror. Santana had barely noticed. Now Santana was feeling something she rarely felt before: guilty.
"I'm sorry Brittany," Santana said, genuinely sorry for Brittany. "I fucked up…I'm a dumbass. I'm a terrible girlfriend. I'm the worst ever…please don't cry…" Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany in a hug. The Latina was really glad nobody else was around to see this, Santana didn't like being mushy in public.
"D-D-Don't s-say that!" Brittany stuttered out, trying to get her crying under control. "It's not your fault…I'm okay. You're the bestest girlfriend ever!" With that, Brittany threw her arms around Santana, practically squeezing the life out of her.
Even though Santana was losing oxygen, all she could do was hug her girlfriend back. She was just glad that Brittany didn't hate her for taking her to this movie. She was also glad to be getting a hug from her girl. Although she would've like the hug more if Brittany wasn't getting tears and snot on her shirt.
"You wanna go watch that Pixar movie?" Santana asked.
Brittany nodded, sniffling. "Is there cute aminals in it?"
Santana smiled at how Brittany said aminals instead of animals. "Let's go find out."
With that, Brittany and Santana walked out of the theater and were making their way to the one with the Pixar movie when Brittany stopped. "San? I think I forgot my backpack."
"With Catcake in it?" Santana asked, worried.
"No, she's right here," Brittany pointed to her legs, where Catcake was slinking around Brittany's feet.
Suddenly, a new voice appeared. "Um…what do you think you're doing with animals in the theater?"
Santana sighed. "Shit."
Cliffhanger! You'll find out what happens to Brittany and Santana next time in "First Grounding" ^_^
Super short, super crappy, I know. Forgive me! -sobs- I just really wanted to update. Next chapter will be better, pinky swear. -holds out pinky-
Anyways, we've learned Catcake's full name. Where'd I get these names? Cat, Jade, Tori and Trina come from a show called "Victorious". Beatrice and Mandy come from a game called "Bully". Rose, Martha, Donna, Amy and the Doctor come from a show called "Doctor Who". Sam and Carly from "iCarly". Alisha, Kelly and Sally come from a show called "Misfits". And Liz, Patty, Maka and Tsubaki come from an anime called "Soul Eater". Check those out, if you'd like. All kickass shows and games :D Also, Labyrinth, great movie as well :D WATCH IT NAO
Okay, well, farewell my lovely readers. I hope this wasn't too short or too sucky :( Review with your honest thoughts and you get a cookie and a puppy smile :D