An update? So soon? WHAAAAAAAAAAAT? Well, it's not like I have anything else to do, other than listen to random songs and sing along to them, hoping my boredom goes away. So I thought, "Well…I'm bored. I should prolly update." So…yeah. Here it is :P

First off, I'd like to thank all of those who gave me suggestions for Firsts :D It really helps when you guys do part of the job for…er…I mean, when you guys help out a teeny bit. Anyhoozel, I'd like to thank SwiftDemise for giving me the idea of this First, which is Brittana's First Detention :P Twenty bucks they're in there because of something Santana did XD And they're in there with Puck, so you know it's gonna lead to fun times ^_^

I just realized something. We're getting closer and closer to two hundred reviews. That'd be pretty cool beans if we could get there within the next couple chapters. Just saying :)

Eh, I should shut up now and get to the part you came to read, right? Okee dokers.

Santana didn't know why she was given a detention. It's not like she did anything bad. She just punched Puck. A lot.

And it wasn't like she didn't have a reason. She had a perfectly good reason. The asshole had had the balls to make fun of Brittany in front of her. Apparently he was talking to his friends and one of the guys mentioned Santana and Brittany, to which Puck responded with, "Yeah, Brittany's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed." In Santana's mind, that gave her total permission to kick his ass. After he said that, it was mostly a blur for Santana. She just leapt into action, completely wailing on him, then Brittany tried to pull Santana off, then a teacher finally ended it. And then Santana, Brittany and Puck were all sentenced to a detention after school for being involved in a fight.

"It wasn't much of a fight," Santana had muttered to Brittany. "A fight is when two people hit each other. I was just beating his ass."

It was the end of the day, and Brittany, Santana and Puck looked on sadly from the office at all the kids looking happy as they ran out of their middle school, hugging their friends, jumping on the bus, laughing. And they were stuck there, in the freaking awesome, on display to any kid who saw them.

Santana sat in the seat, arms crossed, angry. She was getting tired of waiting for the teacher to escort them to their detention rooms. Santana turned to Puck and glared. "Thanks a fucking lot, Puckerman."

Puck looked at her wide eyed. "What the hell did I do? You're the one who PMSed and went all Hulk Hogan in the hallway."

Santana was steaming, wanting to leap over and beat him some more, but her conscious got the better of her. "Let me make something clear. You don't make fun of Brittany. You don't insult her, you don't talk about her, you don't even think about her. Got it?"

Puck scoffed. "Geez, do you have some lesbian crush on her or something?"

Santana scowled. "Hey Puck? Suck my dick."

"Oh you'd like tha- - -wait, what?"

Santana looked away, stifling a laugh. Well, that statement had caught him off guard enough to shut him up for a second. Suddenly, Santana noticed Brittany next to her, and she immediately stopped laughing when she saw the look on Brittany's face. She was sad, close to tears even. Then it came to Santana; this was Brittany's first detention. Brittany didn't get in trouble much, and Santana guessed that the blonde was worried of what her parents were thinking about all this. This made Santana feel like shit, especially after realizing she had just recently gotten the girl in trouble for the movie, and now this. I'm not being a very good girlfriend, Santana muttered internally.

Suddenly, a teacher, Mr. Gallows, a round and portly man, appeared, looking stern and evil-ish. "Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, and…ah, Noah Puckerman. There's a surprise."

Puck grinned. "It's wonderful to see you again Mr. Gallows."

Mr. Gallows shook his head. "If only I could say the same…" The teacher sighed, then motioned for the three to get up. They did. "Follow me."

The teacher led them down through the hallways, then stopped in front of the empty science room. Mr. Gallows turned to Brittany and Santana. "You two girls will stay in here. I'll check on you in a couple minutes." He opened the door and led them inside. "Have a seat please."

Santana pointed at Puck. "Where's he going?"

Mr. Gallows gave a sigh. It was pretty obvious he hated this job. "Mr. Puckerman has had so many detentions, we've made special arrangements for him." Puck's face fell, while Santana's spread into a smile. "Be right back." With that, the round teacher pulled the door closed, and locked them in with his key. They could hear his thundering footsteps as he walked away.

Santana was still smiling about Puck's fate, when she remembered how sullen Brittany had been. When the Latina looked over at the blonde, it was obvious her mood hadn't changed. Santana's face fell. "Hey, Britt? You okay?"

"I-I'm fine…" Brittany said shakily. She was absentmindedly playing with her thumbs while she spoke.

"Brittany, you can tell me," Santana assured, placing a hand on Brittany's shoulder.

"Well…it's just, I don't like getting in trouble. Makes me feel sad, I guess," Brittany mumbled, shrugging.

Santana sighed. "I'm sorry I got you into this. I'm a dumbass."

Brittany shook her head. "You didn't- - -"

"But I did," Santana insisted. "If I hadn't kicked the shit out of Puck as awesomely as I had, then you wouldn't have gotten in trouble."

"But I don't blame you. He's the one who was being the dumbass. You were just defending me." Brittany grinned. "How could you be dumb if you were just defending me?"

Santana shrugged. "I dunno. But listen, I'll explain to your parents how it wasn't your fault at all and that they shouldn't punish you. I think they'll listen. I mean, your parents freaking love me. Then again," Santana said, leaning back in her chair, "everybody loves me."

Brittany giggled. "That's pretty true. You are seriously lovable."

Santana almost fell out of the leaning chair when she remembered something. It had come back to her. She was remembering the night a couple days ago in the fort, when Brittany had mumbled something about loving her. It had caught Santana off guard, and she'd been thinking about it a lot. Should I mention it? Should I ask her about it?

But these mental questions were pointless, as Santana's curiosity got the better of her. "Um…a couple nights ago you said you loved me, like…legit love," Santana practically word-vomited.

Brittany's smile disappeared. "What…w-when?" Brittany's voice was hesitant and shaky.

"When we were in the fort. You were about to fall asleep and you said 'I love you'," Santana explained, hoping this wouldn't freak Brittany out. The girl already looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Santana quickly added, "Not that it's a huge deal or anything, you probably were just sleepy and muttered something out…or whatever." The Latina hoped that might make her feel better.

Brittany looked away, avoiding Santana's eyes. "Um…would you be freaked out…if I kinda meant it?"

Santana's eyes widened a little bit. "Well…did you mean it?"

Brittany sucked in a breath, readying herself for what might come next. "Y-yes."

Santana looked down as well, feeling very awkward. "Oh," she said dumbly. "So…does this mean you love me?"

Brittany only nodded, not trusting her voice.

Santana's mind was racing at four thousand miles per hour. So now it was confirmed. Brittany actually did love her like that. Did this make her obligated to love her back? How would this affect their relationship? Santana had no idea how to react to this. She'd never been in this situation before, and she was certainly no expert on relationships, so this made her incredibly confused. Kind of like when Brittany gets confused when watching Pokemon. "How do they even fit in the balls?" she would always ask. Santana felt like that, except times a hundred.

With Santana's lack of response, Brittany piped up. "Does…does this mean you're going to break up with me?"

Santana looked at her like she was crazy. "Why would I break up with you?"

Brittany shrugged. "Because this is just so weird. I mean…wouldn't it be weird dating someone who loved you but you didn't fully love them back?"

Santana looked into Brittany's eyes and shook her head. "Britt, I'm not gonna break up with you over this. I mean, it is kind of a shock to learn that you love me, but it's not like I'd break up with you over that. I love you as a friend, and I really, really like you as a girlfriend, but just because I don't love you that way yet, doesn't mean I wanna break up with you." Santana smiled a bit. "Plus, I could never break up with someone as adorable as you." Santana had meant everything she had just said. It might become awkward at times if Brittany ever said "I love you", and Santana couldn't say it back, but after everything they had been through, Santana wasn't going to let their relationship falter over something like that.

Brittany couldn't help but smile. "So…you don't mind if I love you?" Santana shook her head.

"I mean…it's a lot to take in, but I'll get over it," Santana assured her.

Brittany was beaming now. "And we're not breaking up?"

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeell no," Santana said, smiling.

Brittany, who was bouncing in her seat, couldn't contain herself any longer. She leapt up from her chair, leapt into Santana's lap, wrapped her arms around the girl and crashed her lips against her own. Santana was caught off guard and had almost fallen over on her ass, but with a kiss like this, she was definitely not complaining. Santana couldn't help but smile into the kiss. Brittany's gotten really good at this, Santana thought happily.

Brittany pulled away, still hugging Santana close to her, and grinned at her. "You are the best friend slash secret girlfriend anyone could ever have!"

Santana just smiled casually. "Psh, baby I know."

Just as Santana was going to lean in for another kiss, Brittany interrupted her. "Wait…did you hear that?"

Santana shrugged in confusion. "Heard what, Britt?"

"It sounded like…" Brittany's eyes widened as she realized what it was. "A quack! It sounded like a quack!" Brittany suddenly jumped out of Santana's arms (much to the Latina's dismay) and ran over to the classroom window, pressing her face against the glass.

Santana, sighing, reluctantly followed the blonde to the window. Outside, in the playground, a lone duck was walking around the swing set. Santana scoffed. "Big deal…it's just a duck."

Brittany looked at her like she was crazy. "Just a duck? Santana, I don't think you realize the importance of ducks. I mean, look at him, being all cute and stuff." Brittany pressed her face against the glass even more, as if trying to get a closer look. "What secrets does he hold?"

Santana couldn't help but giggle slightly at Brittany's fascination with the duck. "Hey Britt, you wanna go back to making out?" Santana asked hopefully.

Brittany shrugged. "In a minute, San."

Santana traced a line with her finger up Brittany's arm, sending a shiver through Brittany's spine at the mere touch of Santana. "Pleeeeeease, Brittany?"

Brittany sighed. "Okay," she said, turning away.

As Santana went in for another kiss, she couldn't stop thinking about how lucky she was. I'm dating my hot best friend, she loves me, we make out…a lot, and whenever I see her it's the highlight of my day. Life freaking rocks.

And so, Brittany confesses her undying love for her one and only, Santana :P

These chapters are getting easier and more fun to write as I go on. YAY! And sorry if this is kind of short, but I hope you guys still liked it :D

Yeah, no Catcake :( She'll be in the next chapter though, so no worries ^_^

Oh, and about Puck. I know he's kind of…well, a major asshole, but I have plans for him. He'll redeem himself in First Party (although that chapter won't come until a while down the road :/ So meh), so don't hate on him too much.

Next chapter, First Injury (which is a First that was submitted by BrittanaFTW), has Santana taking care of Brittany who has a broken leg. But Brittany starts to overdo it when she keeps bossing Santana around and forcing her to do stuff for her. Santana's getting pretty sick of it, so how will she make Brittany stop bossing her around? Oh, this First is gonna be hella fun to write :D

Anyhoozel, later guys ^_^