Things changed for Brittany after Spring Break. The first was her maturity; Brittany had had a proper relationship with Mike and a couple of other boys. The second was the relationship between her, Quinn and Santana. Quinn was different now she had Finn. Quinn spent less time with Brittany and Santana and more with Finn. Brittany liked that she got to spend more time with Santana, but she did miss Quinn. The third was Brittany and Santana's relationship…
It had been during spring break, they'd gone to this party at Hazel's house, and it was packed. Brittany had been dancing with this boy, Adam, all night, she felt sure that he liked her. She left him to go talk to Santana,
"Me and Adam are totally gonna do 'it' tonight, he's been super flirty with me and…"
"That's great…" Santana seemed distracted, "I'm so sorry Britt, I need to go talk to Puck."
"Why? Aren't you to together?" Brittany asked.
"I don't know… we're kind of… look, Britt I got to go talk to Puck, good luck with Alan." Santana said as she walked off.
"It's Adam!" Brittany called after Santana; she wanted her friend to be excited for her.
When Brittany returned to the dance floor, she couldn't see Adam anywhere. She walked around the house looking for him. 'Where could he be?' Brittany asked herself as she climbed the stairs. Brittany looked into several rooms, until she came to the bathroom.
Sitting on the edge of the bath was Adam and Louise. Kissing. They broke apart to stare at Brittany as she stood awkwardly in the doorway.
"Oops!" Louise smiled maliciously, "I didn't know you liked Adam, Britt-Britt!" Louise's voice was filled with hate, she wanted to hurt Brittany, and she had hurt Brittany.
Brittany felt her heart fall out of her chest and plummet to her feet. Her eyes blurred with tears. She felt her world crash to the ground. She tore her eyes away from the scene and ran out the house. Brittany burst into the garden, and into a crowd of the basketball team, tears streamed down her face. Brittany searched for a private spot. She collapsed behind a bush, leant against Hazel's garden wall and hid her face in her hands.
"What I'm saying is I can't be tamed?" Puck's voice came from behind her.
"What the hell does that mean?" Santana was with him.
"It means when I cheat I'm not really cheating because we're not official." Puck replied
"You are such an ass; you don't get it I have needs." Santana tried to explain
"I have needs too! Sexual needs."
"You know what. I don't have to deal with this." Santana definitely wasn't dating Puck.
"Babe!" Puck called her back, "what we have is great but..."
"Don't you dare call me that," Santana was furious.
Brittany could hear Puck walking away, Santana sighed deeply and sat down on the wall. Santana was scuffing her shoes when she looked down and saw Brittany sitting behind the wall, with red eyes and pale face.
"Britt?" she asked, "Britt, what's the matter?" Santana hopped off the wall and sat down on the ground next to Brittany,
"It's Adam," Brittany began, "I was with him all night, and we were dancing and having a great time, and then Louise… Louise just…,"
"Sweetie," Santana comforted her, "that's nothing to cry about, you barely know this Adam."
"it's not him," Brittany replied, "it's Louise, she's been out to get me since the first day of school and she just took him, she didn't even like him, she did it to upset me."
Santana handed Brittany a tissue and wrapped her arms around her, "you and me, we get crap like this. People are horrible and jealous; they take our men because they think we don't deserve them."
"I'm done with boys." Brittany sobbed, "Except my daddy and Lord Tubbington, I don't need a man."
"Me neither," Santana replied, "we don't need guys, we've got each other." Santana looked at Brittany with that deep meaningful energy; their faces were only centimetres apart, and Brittany could smell Santana's floral perfume. Brittany felt all the nastiness and pain slip away, Santana's arms were around her and Brittany's heart was racing. The moment was too perfect.
Santana lent forwards and kissed Brittany on the lips, firmly, romantically, perfectly. It wasn't juicy or over passionate, it was just right. Brittany kissed her back. When they broke away, Brittany looked at Santana,
"I liked that," Brittany said, she never been kissed like that. It was so flawless.
Santana looked around like a child who'd done something bad, then finally said, "Me too." She exhaled deeply before mumbling an apology, and running off. Brittany didn't know what to think. Santana had kissed her… and Santana was a girl.
AN: I'd like to thank everyone who read this so much, this was my first multi chapter fic and it was great to get such a good response, so thank you.
The next chapter I post will be this story's last, and I promise you'll not be disappointed.
I hope you all enjoyed my take on Brittana's first kiss. Read and review!