On with the story.

"Brittany? Your afraid of Brittany? But she's all sweet and nice, how could you be scared of her?" I ask him staring at her, taking in what she was wearing.

She looked hot.

"Yeah well she didn't come off as swe-Wait Brittany? You know her?" Puck said after realizing what I said.

"Well, yeah I guess. I'm teaching her some

singing lessons, so yeah." I say nonchalantly, but in my head I was freaking out.

Was Brittany really the crazy chick puck was talking about? Apparently she is since he pointed her out but, she couldn't be. She's too sweet to be psychotic.

"You're teaching that psycho?"

"You don't even know her all like that, so how can you call her a psycho. She was probably having a bad or something." I suggest.

"Naw everyone knows I make every girls day light up with just the mere sight of me. That girl was or is crazy, no one turns down puck unless your gay," He pointed to me. "or psychotic, plain and simple." He explained to me with his usual cocky references.

"I still can't believe it was Brittany you were talking about."

"Well believe it"

"I'm gonna go talk to her." I say already walking towards her.

"What! No, san she's gonna see me and I'm not taking any chances." He said grabbing my elbow.

"Oh come on, she's probably not even gonna remember you" I say snatching my arm away from his grasp.

"Of course she's gonna remember me, who wouldn't?"

"Okay, now that was one too many conceited lines from you today. But if your so sure she's gonna remember you how about I ask her then, hmm?" I say running from him.

When I looked back at him he was scurrying off, not wanting to be pointed out by me.

I looked back in front of me and couldn't help but just stop. She just looked so…so….beautiful, she looked Beautiful.

'Small talk before you get right into the punch' I say to myself before approaching her.

"Hi, Brittany right?" 'Of course she knows you know who she is you only seen her like this morning'.

"Yeah, and your Santana, my music coach" She said with this adorable curious expression.

"Yeah I am, um so who'd you come here with?"

"Oh um Rachel she is, she's somewhere around here." She said laughing and shrugging her shoulders when she couldn't find her.

"So how do you know Mike?" She asked after facing me again.

"What makes you think I know Mike? I could've crashed this party." I say playfully.

"Oh you don't kn-I was just saying-I just thought cause you were-." She stuttered out so cutely. (Yeah I said it, I aint denying it.)

"Hahaha chill, I was just kidding. Were close friends, I actually met him in a dance class at NY Holliday. How do you know him?"

"Oh I've knew him since high school.

He and I used to always be dance partners, he's so awesome at dancing." She says with a little awe to her voice.

"You dance?" 'Could she get any more perfect?'

"Yeah" She says nodding her head as we sit down on some stools that were conveniently there.

"Are you any good?" 'Of course, anything she does would probably be flawless'.

"I guess I am, I don't know." She said looking towards the ground.

"I'm sure your awesome" 'I'm almost positive'.

She just shrugged her shoulders, still looking down.

"Well your just gonna have to show me something in the future so I can see for myself."

"Okay. So who did you come with?" She asked looking back up to my face.

"Just Quinn" I said remembering that whole conversation again.

Her jaw clenched and unclenched and her eyes got dark. She looked sexy and angry as hell.

"Something wrong?" I ask my concern over powering my arousal.

"Yeah everything's fine"

"Don't lie to me something's wrong and I want to know what so I can fix it." At my words her eyes got lighter.

"Rachel came to me earlier on in the party saying that she seen Quinn kissing a guy." Brittany told me, her brows creasing.

'Shit, she seen that? What are the odds?'

"Oh."

"Rachel really likes her too, how could she do something like that to her?"

"Well it's not what it looked like though, I was there I should know." I say defending Quinn.

She just stared at me expectantly.

"Oh! You want me to continue? Sorry it's not what it looked like Quinn didn't kiss him, Trouty Mouth basically forced himself up on her. He was all like 'Hey Quinn' and She was like 'Hey Sam how's li'-And he kissed her out of nowhere and I was like 'Oh no he didn't' It was cray but she didn't kiss him, and she likes the hobbit just as much if not more." I explained to her making her laugh at my explanation. 'The most beautiful sound ever' 'What the hell did I just say?'.

"Oh okay so just to be clear Quinn did not mean to hurt Rachel's heart?" She said turning serious fast.

"Yeah she didn't intentionally try to hurt her, she's over that." I say, quickly regretting what I just said.

Before she could ask me a question the hobbit came stumbling up to us looking stupid wasted.

"Heeey brriitt."

"Hey, Rach are you drunk? Already? We just got here Rach" Brittany chuckled, holding her friend up.

"Nooo, I'm just…chillen"

I sat there trying to hold my laugh in the best I could while covering my mouth, but it didn't work. This girl was shit wasted.

Brittany looked at me with an amused smile. "What's so funny" She mouthed.

"Her" I mouthed back pointing at the lawn gnome.

She shook her head, smiling before turning back to Rachel. She did in time too because she was about to spill the bottles of the makeshift bar.

"Rachel, Chill out."

Rachel picked up a bottle of Ciroc and chugged it straight from the bottle.

"It tastes like pink, Pink!" She yelled.

"But it's clear, how can it taste like pink if it's clear?" 'Oh my God she is so adorable' She looked to me for an answer, and I just shrugged my shoulders not really knowing the answer.

We kept helping Rachel when she needed it, and giggling when she wasn't looking when I heard a voice I forgot I was supposed to be looking for.

"Rachel?"