AN: I want to thank everyone for their support and reviews. You guys are the best! I love reviews, they make me super happy! Now, I'll get on with the story.

FYI: again, there's going to be 1 update a week, maybe 2 when I don't have a lot homework but don't count on it ( my teachers hate me because I'm always talking.. whatever as long as my grades are good right? And I'm graduating next year anyway and then I'm going to be a lawyer so I can talk as much as I want right? Sorry for my rambling ) and when there are holidays or vacations more.

This chapter isn't very long either, I know I promised they would get longer.. It's just with all the tests and stuff, I had a lot on my plate. I'll try to make it longer next time!

Now on with the story!

I don't own Glee, I wish I owned Santana though... (:

Chapter 6

'Hello beautiful, may I escort you to your locker?'

Santana turned around and smiled, of course it was Brittany. 'Sure, lead the way'

Brittany wrapped her left arm around Santana's shoulders and held the books with her right. Every guy who dared to look their way, she would glare at. When she saw Sam scowling in her direction, she smirked smugly. Fuck yeah, she thought, take that fish lips.

'So, I was wondering, what are you doing this lunch? I happen to know your schedule and I know that after lunch you have a free period, so I thought that maybe we could go to this restaurant?'

'That sounds amazing, I'll text Quinn and we're good to go' Santana smiled.

'Great, so I was wondering..'

'Yeah Brittany?'

'Well, do you maybe want to.. You know what, never mind.'

Santana looked up from her locker and frowned. 'No, ask me Britt, I won't judge or anything'

'You called me Britt, I like it' Brittany smirked.

'Don't change the subject' Santana blushed. Damn, she thought, now she's going to tease me to death.

'Ahww, you're blushing, how cute' Brittany teased.

'Whatever, just ask me what you were going to ask me' Santana said while rolling her eyes.

'Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go on another date next Saturday around 12.00 AM' Brittany nervously asked.

'Sure Britt, I would love to'

'Great, then I can show everyone that your mine' Brittany said smugly.

Santana just rolled her eyes and closed her locker. 'I'm done, ready to go Romeo?'

'Sure, let's go Juliet' Brittany wiggled her eyebrows.

Santana giggled and shook her head, she was just too damn cute.

Brittany grabbed Santana by her hand and dragged her to her car. She couldn't stop smiling, she was going to have lunch with this cute, sweet, hot, sexy Latina.

Her life couldn't get any better.

'Hello, welcome to Toscane, can I get you guys something to drink?' a young waiter asked.

'Yes, a coke for me and a limonade for my beautiful future girlfriend' Brittany winked at Santana.

'Brittany, stop it' Santana laughed, Brittany was so silly sometimes.

'It's what you do to me, babe'

'But why didn't you tell me we were going somewhere fancy? I'm not dressed for a place like this'

'No, you look perfect, like an angel' Brittany smiled.

'That's sweet Brittany, but I'll be right back' Santana said before standing up.

'What? Where are you going?' a confused Brittany asked.

'To the bathroom silly' Santana giggled.

'Oh, okay. Hurry though, I miss you already. I'll order for you if you don't mind'

'Sure Brittany' Santana said before walking towards the bathroom.

Brittany couldn't help but roam her eyes over Santana's form. To Brittany she was perfection. Her beautiful long legs, which were impossible to imagine for someone with her petite stature, her gorgeous ass, come on, she was only human. Her waist, the curves of her breasts, her long silky midnight hair. The way she walked so confidently, with swaying hips and this glow which made her seem so powerful. She was truly a gift from above, Brittany thought.

'Excuse me'

Brittany turned her head to see the waiter from before.

'Can I help you?'

'Yeah, I was wondering, are you already dating the gorgeous Latina?'

'Not yet, why?' Brittany asked. What the hell was his problem, she thought.

'Oh, I was wondering if she would want to go on a date with me' the waiter grinned and wiggled his eyebrows.

Brittany stood up and punched him right in the face. 'Stay away from MY GIRL' she growled.

'Brittany? What's going on?' Santana questioned shocked.

'He wanted to take you out on a date, and that's not going to happen. Sam I allow, but this is a big NO' Brittany said while still glaring at the guy on the ground.

'What do you mean "allow" me? I am my own person Brittany and I can do whatever the hell I want' Santana yelled.

'What? No you don't understand' Brittany said shocked. How the hell did this happen, just five minutes ago everything was perfect and now she and her jealous/possessive streak ruined it.

'Just forget it Brittany' Santana said, grabbing her jacket and purse before storming out of the restaurant.

Brittany threw some money on the table, glared at the guy who was still laying on the floor and ran after Santana.

'Santana! Hey, wait up! Where are you going? We have like fifty minutes left, come on Santana!' Brittany yelled.

'Leave me alone!' Santana yelled back.

She walked to her limousine and got in. She rolled down the window and said 'I hope you're happy for ruining this day for me. I hate it when people act like I'm not my own person. That was really insulting Brittany, and seriously. Did you have to hit him?' before driving away.

Brittany just stood in the parking lot, looking at the limousine until all she couldn't see the limousine anymore.

Man, she thought, why did I have to screw it up again?

'Hey Brittany, what's up?' Puck said while getting his PE clothes from his locker.

They had PE for two hours and then they were done for the day. Brittany was only going so she could see Santana.

'I hate my life' Brittany mumbled.

'Yeah, Quinn told me what happened. If I were you, I would stay away from them, especially Quinn. She's like really pissed' Puck chuckled.

'Oh fuck..' Brittany said while rolling her eyes.

'HEY PIERCE'

'Oh no..' Brittany said to herself.

'You better watch your back during PE, you're dead bitch' Quinn said while glaring at Brittany with her HBIC-look.

'Quinn, come one. It was an accident, just let me apologize to her. Please' Brittany said, pleading with her puppy eyes.

'Fuck you, I told you not to hurt her. And I know, you're going to do something incredibly sweet for her and then she'll forgive you and you two will make everyone puke with your sweetness and shit. But right now, you made my best friend cry. If you make her cry, I make you cry. So you better prepare Pierce' Quinn said before walking away with the rest of the cheerios.

'Oh shit, I'm screwed aren't I?

'Sorry bro, but I think you should stay away from me too these two periods. Quinn will kill me if I take your side and I don't want to die. So yeah, sorry lesbro..' Puck trailed off.

'It's fine Puck, I understand. Wish me luck' Brittany said while staring at the ground.

'You're gonna need it, so good luck' Puck said sadly. He playfully punched her in the shoulder before walking away towards the locker room.

Brittany sighed and headed towards the girl's locker room.

When she walked in all the girls glared at her. Santana, although she could be a bitch if she wanted to, quickly got the reputation as the sweetest person in the school. She was friendly towards everyone. So it wasn't really surprising for Brittany to find out they were all pissed at her. She would be too.

When they all walked out, Quinn stayed behind and glared at Brittany.

'Santana is already outside, I wanted to keep her away from you. I just wanted to say, good luck on the field. Oh yeah, game on bitch' she said coldly.

While Brittany was changing she could only think one thing.

Fuck. My. Life.

'Listen up girls, today we're going to do some running, stretching, weight lifting and some gymnastic exercises. So everyone, stretch and start with running around the field. Leave the boys alone and no slackers. Two laps. GO!' Coach Beiste yelled.

Everybody started stretching.

Brittany took the opportunity to check Santana out. And she looked really good.

A hot pink sports bra, black running shorts, her beautiful silky hair in a ponytail and white tennis shoes. She had defined abs, an enticing cleavage and het toned legs and round ass just completed the perfect picture.

When she bent over, all Brittany could do was imagining Santana bending over a table so Brittany could fuck her from behind. But she quickly shook those thoughts away, it was going to be a long time before that would happen.

She had to get Santana's forgiveness, make it official, wait till Santana was ready to have sex so she could make love to her and then she could start thinking about having hot kinky sex. She could do that, right? She had to.

When they started running, she looked at Santana only to see her breasts bouncing up and down. Up and down. Up and down..

Everyone but Quinn was staring at Santana while running. Brittany wanted to punch them all, but she remembered herself she needed Santana's forgiveness, not to make her even more mad.

As if she could read Brittany's mind, Santana turned her head and glared at Brittany before running faster so she could run together with Quinn.

Yes, this PE class was going to suck.

After two awful hours of PE, Brittany dragged herself to the locker room.

She was turned on, thanks to Santana. She was apparently very good at gymnastics, she was good at weight lifting, although not as good as Brittany. She was also really, really flexible. So yeah, she was on fire down there.

Also, everybody targeted her. She had bruises everywhere. She was tired. All she wanted to do, was go to sleep.

Santana was already gone by the time Brittany dragged herself to the locker room. Everyone else was leaving too, everyone but Quinn.

'You are an idiot, but I guess I punished you enough. Tomorrow, you better get back in her good graces. Remember, her date with Sam is friday night. You don't want her to kiss Sam or something, do you?'

'NO!' Brittany growled.

'Well, then you better win her back' Quinn said.

'But I don't understand, why did she get so mad over something so trivial?' Brittany asked. She was confused, it wasn't that big of a deal, right?

Quinn sighed. 'She hates it when people treat her like an object. Her last boyfriend did the same, he was jealous in the bad way. You know, he yelled and punched everyone who dared to talk to her. She was scared to hang out with her friends, because that would mean he'd blow up again. When you get jealous or possessive, normally it's hot. You know, like when you guys are ready to have sex, that you're going to have sex with her in the I'll-show-you-who-you-belong-to kind of way. When you punched that guy for only talking about taking her on a date, she got scared. You scared her'

Brittany opened her mouth but nothing came out. She didn't know what to say.

'Just fix it' was the last thing Quinn said before walking out of the locker room.

Brittany, she thought to herself, you are an idiot.

AN: Now, for the "You know Who" person, it's a tie.. These were the characters who had the most votes:

Sugar 3x

A Punk Mike 3x

Mercedes 2x

Tina 2x

As you can see, Sugar and Mike both got three votes. So, people, vote for Sugar of Mike and next chapter ( or maybe the one after that ) they'll make an appearance.

For the people who didn't choose for one of those two, I'm sorry but I said that who had the most votes would win so... I will bring some of the others in the story in a later chapter so (:

Update: Next weekend.

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