A/N: hello there (:

Thanks for all your awesome reviews, thanks for all favs and alerts (:

mel-kung: i totally understand what you mean ;) i don't like the Puck/Britt parts too, i just thought it would be a little boring to write that stereotype relationship between Santana and Brittany (they fall in love without any problems and stuff). Well, the graphic parts between them will be over soon, but even if Brittany is kind of badass, she's still in the closet, so it will take its time for Brittana to be together ;)

Enjoy (:

Santanas POV:

"There you are.", Sam greeted me as I walked through the door to the choir room. "I thought you wouldn't come.", He continued. "I thought so, too.", I admitted.

After all, Glee-club was fun, but I wasn't sure if I would actually join. It's cool for one time, but that's all... Everyone began to walk out, until only Sam and me were left. He smiled at me like a little boy and blushed. God, he was really cute and obviously totally into me... "So, you had fun?", he asked and I nodded. "Yeah, it was pretty cool." "wanna come tomorrow again? Same time." "actually...ugh, I have different plans." Sam just nodded. "Okay, I mean, just think about it." With that he gave me a kiss on my cheek and walked away, but not without turning back around and smiling at me.

Damn, I really had a thing for blondes.

When Sam was gone, I made my way towards the exit. I crossed the parking lot and the street when I heard my phone ringing. My Dad. "Hey.", I said bored. "Hey Tana, it's me, dad." I chuckled. "Yeah dad, I know. Caller ID." "oh yeah. I keep forgetting about that... I just wanted to tell you I won't be home til late, they're keeping me busy here... I left 20 dollars on the kitchen counter. Feel free to order something. I heard there is a good Chinese restaurant here. Something like ching or chang or something...", I sighed. "Sure dad, whatever."

When we said our goodbye's I hung up and made my way home. The walk lasted a little longer than 20 minutes and when our house came in sight I heard a voice calling my name.

"Brittany.", I said surprised. She always came out of nowhere... "Hey... What are you doing here?", she asked smiling. "uhm...", I stuttered. "Well?" She sounded almost amused. "I live down the street." "No way! That's my house." She pointed in the direction she came from, to a big, fancy looking hous, with only like three other houses between hers and mine.

"Wow, who would've thought that?", I said slow with an even faster beating heart. Suddenly Brittany made a step towards me, now standing right in front of me. I could feel her hot breath tickling on my cheek and inhaled her sweet and female scent.

"Can I ask you something?", she said while her gaze flickered down to my lips, then back up to my eyes. "S-sure.", I stuttered. The smile on the blonde's face widened and she began to lean closer in to whisper in my ear. "Am I making you nervous?" When she leaned back and looked me in the eyes, I realized what she just had asked me. "What? why- no!" I practically shouted at her and took a step back.

"You might say so, but your body says different.", Brittany said before turning around and walking back to her house.

What was that girl doing to me? I let out a breath i didn't know i was holding when she closed the front door of her house behind her and continued my way to mine.

The next morning went pretty much like the morning before. When I stepped out of my house there was the same blonde like yesterday waiting for me. I smiled.t Sam when I got into the car and he smiled back at me politely, his cheeks flushed.

"So...did you think about joining glee-club?", he asked when we pulled out of my driveway.

Well, fuck.

"No, not really. I'll let you know.", I just said, playing with my fingers. He nodded and looked at me when we stopped at a red light.

"What?", I asked dumbly. Did I have something on my face? Sam bit down on his lower lip (god, that guy really had a large mouth?!) and shook his head. "It's nothing. You just...you look beautiful, that's all."

I was really glad the light changed green and he turned his attention back towards the street while I was blushing.

When we arrived at McKinley there were students standing in a circle, it almost seemed like a circle around something. Sam and I got out of the car and walked towards the crowd. There were cheerleader with their hands above their mouths and wide eyes; and some guys just grinning amused. When I saw where their attention was turned to, I gasped.

Right in the circle was Brittany, hovering above the blond cheerleader-bitch, who slushied Sam just the day before. "We better get going.", Sam said uncomfortable. "No, I want to see this.", I said, my attention still on the blonde in front of me. What was she doing? Was that some sort of fight? I guessed it was...kind of.

My question answered itself when that Quinn-girl slapped Brittany across the cheek while Brittany punched her in the stomach.

"Stop it!", I said angry, eyes growing wide when I realized I said that out loud. Both Blonde's moves stopped and they turned around to look at me, just like everyone else.

"And who are you, freak?" Out of nowhere the mohawk-guy (Puck, maybe?) stood right in front of me with his eyebrows furrowed. Sam tried to push me behind himself, but failed as two tall guys grabbed his arms and held them behind his back.

"Uh-uh, that's a pretty bad idea, princess. Be nice and stay out of my way.", Puck said to Sam and smiled. "And you-", he turned his attention back to me, "-stay. away. from. my. girl."

I was about to deny it when Brittany said full of anger: "I swear to god, Puck, if you dare to-" Puck's laughter inerrupted her. "Babe, I'm not going to do anything. I'm just aying."

There it was again. 'Babe'. Ugh...how I hate it. How I hate that stupid guy. I mean, seriously? A mohawk? That's so super 90's. And his attention towards everyone. I really wanted to hit that guy, but I knew for sure that I would never be brave enough to do something that stupid, like...well, ever.

When I looked back at Brittany, she already was staring straight back at me and her sapphire eyes locked with my brown orbs. Quinn seemed to realize her chance to get away from Brittany and punched her hard in the guts, rolled her over and stood up. She wiped the blood that came drippling out of her nose away with the back of her hand and said to Brittany: "That's what you get for defending those losers."

That Puck-guy pressed his lips tight together like he wanted to hide a smirk. What an ass?! "You okay, Babe?", he said to the bleeding blonde on the ground.

"Fuck off, Puckerman!", Brittany said angry and he just shrugged and made his way into school, with the other guys and girls following him. The two morons that were holding Sam let go of him and were doing the same.

"Are you okay?", I asked him worried and he nodded. Brittany was still lying on the ground and I made a step in her direction, when a hand grabbed my arm and held me back. "What are you doing?", Sam asked wide eyed. "I'm going to help her.", I said as if it was just logical. "What? Why?" Was he serious? "She's bleeding. She has to go to the nurse." "She'll be okay, she gets into fights all the time." "That doesn't make the situation less bad!" Sam's eyebrows furrowed like he was thinking about it and sighed. "Fine."

I smiled at him and made my way towards Brittany. I kneeled down next to her and let my hand softly rest on her shoulder. "Brittany?", I asked unsure when she didn't move. Slowly she rose her head and looked at me.

"I don't need your help.", she said between gritted teeth and shook my hand away from her shoulder. What was it about her and her daily mood-swings? Yesterday she was all over me and super nice and now?!

I sighed and stood back up. If she didn't want my help, I was not going to give her any. She was just so... ugh, stubborn! My mom used to say it's my biggest weakness and I always thought it could be worse, but right now I understand my mother when she said my stubbornness would make her insane.

"Let's go.", I said to Sam and he looked at me confused. "I thought-" "Just changed my mind." When Sam and me arrived at the school's main entrance I heard Brittany calling my name. I stopped instantly and turned around.

"Are you still up for after school?" Brittany's voice seemed almost as if she was shaking, as if she was afraid of my answer. I could hear Sam whispering a quiet "Huh?" and I began panicking. I didn't think about what to do today after school. Neither did I want to go to Glee-club, nor was I sure about that whole meeting-at-my-house-thing with the blond girl in front of me, still bleeding and sitting on the ground.

"Think, Santana, think...", I murmured to myself. Sam or Brittany? Fuck, Sam or Brittany? A beautiful blonde on the ground hypnotizing me with those sapphire eyes, and a super cute and super nice blonde standing next to me, his gaze imprinting in the side of my head.

Sam or Brittany?!

"Uhm...I...I can't. I joined Glee-club.", I said with an apologetic smile. "You know it's your social suicide.", Sam joked and smiled at me. I chuckled. "Yeah, I know, but at least now we can get slushie-facials together."

no one's POV:

When Brittany stepped out of Puck's car and pulled the zipper of her jeans back up, it was long dark outside. "See you, babe.", Puck said before he drove away and Brittany sighed. She was so tired of that dumb mohawk-guy. But at least he could get her off. It was definitely not the best sex she had had, but she had to keep her reputation on its standarts, what means she had to keep her relationship, or whatever it was, with Puck. Else she would be a single-badass, and that's not half as cool as a badass-couple. So Puck was it. Even if it seemed that she would be in a relationship with Puck's dick and not Puck, she was okay with it. Puck was just another notch on the bespost... But Puck wasn't the only thing running through her mind right now.

There was that pair of really dark brown orbs and that smile... she really got it bad for that Santana-girl. But could you blame her? Santana was hot. And she seemed really smart, too. The Blonde really wanted to get to know the Latina.

"Wait, what?", Brittany thought shocked. "Don't you dare to think like that. You just want to get into her pants. That's all."

Confused she shook her head and made her way home.

Santana's POV:

Third day in a row Sam waited for me outside my house and we drove to school together. We sat in an awkward silence and I looked out of the window. As far as I knew by now, Lima was booooring. (For god's sake, there was a small cinema. Praise.) I was just glad that down the road was a mall. Oh, and some small restaurant called 'Breadstix' or something like that.

Sam was the first one who broke the silence. "Uhm... I was wondering, uhm... if you maybe wanted to stay a little longer after school. I want to... uhm, show you something...?" It was really rediculous how Sam acted around me. And sort of cute.

I smiled at him and nodded. "Sure." He exhaled in relief and smiled back at me. "That's cool." I just nodded again. "So... are you going to tell me what it is?" Sam grinned at me and shook his head.

"Nope. Surprise."

First two periods were done and I haven't seen the pair of blue eyes yet. I knew that she skipped school almost every day, but because of a reason I was not sure about I felt disappointed.

"You looking for someone?" A Justin-Bieber-haircut-guy with a big smile pulled me out of my thoughts and I rose an eyebrow. "Why? Isn't it allowed to stand in the hallway?", I asked, half serious, half joking. The boy was really tall (maybe it just seemed like it, because he was...thin.) and next to him I felt really tiny. "I'm just wondering why a beautiful girl is standing in the middle of an empty hallway all alone.", he said.

He had a point. Well, I had a free period and Sam had chemistry, and because I didn't know where else to go, I decided to wait here, hoping that maybe a certain blonde with unbelievable legs would just walk by or something.

"I'm just waiting for next period to start.", I said truthfully. The guy nodded and after a moment of thinking about something he extended his hand. "I'm Ryder." I hestitated for a second, but then I took his hand in mine and shook it firmly. "Santana.", I said.

When I said my name his eyes widened and he looked around. He was... weird. Why was everyone in this shitty town so weird?

"As in Santana Lopez?" Why did he know my name? "Uhm...yeah." Now he smiled again. "You have a free period, right?" I nodded. "Then... let's go."

no one's POV:

Flashback:

After Brittany had Sex with Puck in his car, she decided to take the long way home, which means, the way through the woods. Brittany was glad that she wasn't afraid of the dark, because the clouds hid the moon and she didn't have a flashlight.

She was almost half way trough the small forrest when her phone started ringing. The Blonde pulled it out of her jeans and sighed. She had to missed calls from her father and four texts. One from Puck, saying that he's now home giving hisself a handjob while thinking about Brittany. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. He was just so...ugh!

Another text was from her dad asking if she would be home soon. She replied a quick "On my way" and opened the last two messages. They were from Ryder. He was sort of her best friend. Sometimes he was such a pain in the ass, but she trusted him, and that's all that counted, right?

There was another person she used to count on, but that was in the past. Too much happened. They both changed and finally got ripped apart completely. And now both of them ruled the school. Out of different directions.

Brittany sighed and read Ryder's messages.

7.14pm from Ryder: Saw you in fight with Q. What happened?

7.53pm from Ryder: Who's that chick you watched in spanish? Never seen her before. U know her?

The blonde girl gritted her teeth. Was she that obvious? She was watching Santana all the time in the classes they had together, but she thought no one would notice. It were the little things she likerd about the brunette. Like how her tongue stuck out of the side of her mouth when she seemed to concentrate really hard. Or how she scrunched her nose when she pushed her glasses further up.

"Her name's Santana Lopez.", was all she replied before she put her phone back into her pocket.

Santana's POV:

"Where are we going?", I asked skeptically when Ryder grabbed my hand and headed off towards the football field. He had way longer legs than me, so I had to walk pretty fast. "Under the bleachers. We're always there in free periods. Sometimes all day." Ohh, so he was one of those who skipped classes like... all the time? Wait, who was 'we'?

"Who's we?", I said out loud. Ryder grinned at me (it looked almost evilly) and said: "You'll see."

Now I was sort of scared. And excited. Who the hell was 'we'? We made our way across the football field, Ryder still dragging me by my hand. On the other side of the field I could see some cheerios doing cart wheels and backflips. I was wondering if the blond Bitch was among them, but in the end, I couldn't care less.

Ryder let go of my hand when we disappeared under the bleachers. Why were we here? There was absolutely nothing. Wait, except a small couch in the far corner, and on the couch- I gasped.

"B-Brittany...", I stuttered. Fantastic Lopez, fucking fantas-

"Santana." She looked almost as shocked as I did. "What are you doing here?" She seemed really surprised, and well, me too.

"Uhm... I have no idea.", I said honestly. Brittany locked eyes with Ryder and rose an eyebrow. "I have to go.", he said quickly and was about to turn around and walk away.

"What?", I panicked. There was no way in hell I would stay here alone with (god damn, hot!) Brittany Pierce! "Uhm...I have to check something.", Ryder said and with that he was gone.

Slowly I turned back around and threw the blonde on the couch a fake smile, who returned it instantly. What was I doing? I needed to get as far away from her as possible and turned around (again?!) to follow Ryder, but Brittany's voice stopped me.

"Wait!" I closed my eyes and cursed something in spanish before I faced her again.

"You're here...so you could just, I don't know... stay a little longer? You have a free period, right?" When I nodded, she continued. "Well,it started less than 10 minutes ago, so... there's enough time..." She seemed almost shy. Almost.

"Enough time for what?", I asked curious. The blonde smiled at me, stood up and began walking towards me. She stopped when she was about a feet away from me. Her smile changed into an evil-grin and my throat went dry. What was this girl doing to me?

I inhaled when I felt her breath on my skin and became chills all over my spine.

"Whatever you want to do.", she whispered, as if she was afraid someone might hear us. For one moment my eyes flickered down to her luscious lips and when I looked back up I saw hers doing the same. When our eyes locked again it was like time stood still. There was no one to interrupt us. No one to stop us.

"Are you trying to seduce me?", I whispered back. Brittany chuckled.

"Kind of. Is it working?" God, it's working so, so bad! Her goddamn gorgeous blue eyes weren't helping with my answer. "Just tell her yes.", a voice in my head said. "Just tell her and you will lose your virginity on that couch." That was right, and a part of me really wanted to just give in, but the part in my head that could think clear, practically screamed to run away.

Afraid of my might-be-coming actions I took a step back.

"I can't..." Why was I still whispering? The blonde's face fell and she reached for my hand, but I pulled it away. "You can't deny that there's something between us.", she said. I shook my head.

"No, I can't. But I will fight it." "Santan-" She tried to grab my hand, again, but I already took more staps back. "No, I can't."

Then I ran away.

When the last class was over I sighed out of relief. I tried my best to avoid Brittany the rest of the day, and I was glad I haven't seen her since the little incident under the bleachers.

When I closed my eyes, I still saw her soft gaze, her almost loving look, her slightly parted lips. Back under the bleachers I really wanted nothing else than to kiss her, but I knew I couln't. I didn't want to be one of her little games. I didn't want to be one of her cutless hook ups, just another notch in the bedpost.

Another reason why I couln't be with her sat right beside me. A sweet and caring other blonde. When Sam saw me staring at him he blushed and smiled shy, what I returned instantly. After an awkward silence we grabbed our bags and made our way out of the classroom.

"Are you ready?", Sam asked. Confused I looked at him. "Ready for what?" The blonde next to me chuckled. "I wanted to show xou something, remember?" "Oh yeah, right.", I said embarrassed. Why did I forget this? It's official, Santana Lopez, you're an idiot.

I followed Sam through the hallway, when he stopped at a brown double-sized door. "Why are we going to the auditorium?", I asked dumbly. "You'll see soon.", Sam said and opened the doors.

The room was dark, except a small light right above the stage. Wow, that auditorium was...huge. We made our way down the steps towards the stage and I was wondering what the hell we were doing here...?

"Sam?", my voice was amused, but also a little afraid. The blonde smiled at me and put a finger in the air, probably as a sign for me to wait. Then he turned around and disappeared through the sideway and after a moment I heard some nices backstage.

"Sam?", I asked again. What the hell was that guy doing?I started to become impatient, when Sam reappeared with a big smile on his face and a guitar in his hands. My eyes widened and I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, so I closed it again. He wasn't going to do it, was he?

"Sam, I...-", I began, but he interrupted me. "Come on Santana, just one time.", he pleaded with a pout. With his enormous lips it looked a little creepy but I had to smile.

"Sam, you know I can't sing in front of other people..." "You already did it." Confused I tried to think about when I sang in front of someone, but I failed. "When?" "Tuesday, in my car." I had no idea what he was talking about, but... "Oh.", I said. "But that was just humming. I really can't..."

Sam rolled his eyes and took a step towards me. At first I was a little shocked when he grabbed my hand, but when he smiled at me dorkily I relaxed a little.

"Come on.", he said sweet. "It's just me." I looked him in his eyes and thought about a reason why to do this. I mean, he just wanted this ine song, right? And it couldn't be that hard, right? Right? I sighed and nodded. "Okay..." Sam's eyes lightened up and he nodded excited.

"So...what song are we going to sing?", I asked because Sam was still grinning at me like crazy. When he realized that he was staring, Sam quickly turned his attention towards the ground and he said: "Do you know 'Lucky' by Jason Mraz featuring Colbie Caillat?"

Oh god, he wasn't actually going to do this song with me, right? "Uhm...yeah.", I said slow. I was a little taken by why he wanted to sing this song about two friends falling in love with each other with me. "Good...well, then... let's start?" It sounded more like a question, so I nodded. Sam looked a bit like a little puppy, all excited about singing one song with me (It looked a bit creepy, that big smile and those bright eyes...god).

The blonde started to play some accords on his guitar and I stood beside him a little lost. What was I supposed to do? Sam began to make swaying motions and I tried to ignore the urge to laugh (Thank god I have enough self-control). I just hoped that no one would hear us, it would be really embarrassing if anyone would disturb us during the song. I smiled at Sam when he opened his mouth and began to sing.

"Do you hear me? I'm talking to you

Across the water, across the deep blue ocean

Under the open sky oh my, baby I'm trying."

Sam really had a great voice. It was soft and calming, but at the same time strong and powerful. I didn't know he could sing like that. He smiled at me and nodded and I knew it was my turn to sing the next part. I inhaled slowly and exhaled, trying to stay calm in front of him.

"Boy, I hear you in my dreams

I feel you whisper across the sea

I keep you with me in my heart

You make it easier when life gets hard."

I still was a little afraid of someone hearing my voice, but Sam's smile only widened, so at least I had to do something right. When the chorus came up Sam walked slowly towards me. He stopped right in front of me and looked me in the eyes when we both started singing.

"Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again."

It freaked me a little out how Sam looked at me, like I was some sort of prize he just had to win. I took a step back and turned around, walking in a small circle back towards him when the next part began (I really hoped everyone was gone).

"They don't know how long it takes

Waiting for a love like this

Everytime we say goodbye, I wish we had one more kiss

I wait for you, I promise you, I will..."

I was really glad the song was almost over. Just one chorus left.

"Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

Lucky we're in love in every way

Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed

Lucky to be coming home someday..."

Sam ended the song with some "uuhhh"s and "oohhh"s and smiled at me happy.

"Wow...", I said a little bit uncomfortable and looked at my hands I had clasped together in front of my body. "That was... really, really good.", Sam said out of breath.

"Thanks...", I said shy after some awkward seconds. "It was fun..."

"So you would do it again?", Sam asked excited. "Uhm... I don't think I would be able to do that again without getting a heart attack." It was true. It really was fun, but my heart raced like crazy, and I was pretty sure that wouldn't change in the future. The blonde seemed a little disappointed, but what was I supposed to do? I just... I couldn't do that again. Not in front of someone. Not in front of him.

"Okay...I mean, maybe... some day you will be able." "We'll see."

Sam smiled at me and a second later he disappeared behind the stage. First I was a little confused, but the next second he was back, still grinning like an idiot. When I realized his hands were now empty, it clicked. Obviously he just brought the guitar back. Without words we both grabbed our bags. When I was about to walk towards the exit, Sam called my name.

"Yeah?", I asked and turned back in his direction. Sam's cheeks were flushed and he looked at the ground, probably watching his feet or something...

"I... I wanted to ask you something."

no one's POV:

Brittany tried to stay as quiet as possible. She didn't know how Santana could just walk by without noticing her sitting in an audience seat in the auditorium She didn't want the Latina to find out that she was here (not yet anyway), listening to every single word she and that blonde dude said. Brittany came here after the Latina told her off. (She came here sometimes to think about things... things she couldn't fully understand. Things like... well, Santana.)

Oh... and her voice... when Santana sang that song, blue eyes widened and Brittany became chills all over her spine. It wasn't like she didn't expect the Latina to be perfect in every possible way, it was just... surprising.

So when the song ended and Santana acted all shy, the Blonde really couldn't understand her fear. She was unbelievable. Britany wasn't even able to think clear. A couple of seconds went by and Brittany was still staring at the beauty up on the stage, talking to that douche. Why was she even with him? He was probably the biggest dork Brittany had ever seen. She was sure Santana deserved so much more than a guitar-playing clown, who could just think with his dick. "Stop it!", Brittany thought mad. She couldn't blame the guy for wanting to get into the brunettes pants. In the end, she had exact the same intentions, didn't she?

She just wanted to have rough, sweaty, maybe even angry sex with the Latina. She just wanted to take her in every possible way before throwing her away. She wanted the whole heartless act, she played so well. The same act she played so many times before. She wanted the Latina to beg her to take her. Then she would fuck her brain out, and after some mind blowing orgasms she would just leave her without a second thought. She would leave her and the whole thing was over. She would leave her and never think about her again. That's it.

The voice of the blonde guy on stage (what was his name? Stan? Stuart?) ripped Brittany out of her thoughts. He looked like a child which wanted to hide behind his mother. The blonde shook her head at his desperate actions to convince Santana from his 'irresistable' character. Like, really? Did he really think to sing a lovesong with the brunette would change her opinion about him? He was still the same lame glee-freak. All Brittany could hope for was that Santana wouldn't fall for that shit.

"I... I wanted to ask you somthing."

Brittany turned his attention back on stage, her eyes lingering on the most beautiful girl she has ever seen. She seemed a little uncomfortable in the guy's presence and all she could do was smirk about it.

"Uhm... what is it?", the Latina asked.

"I just...", Brittany almost began to laugh out loud. He was really... wretched.

"Sam?", Santana said. Sam! Right, that was his name. He exhaled slowly and said barely audible: "Uhm... do you... do you wanna come to a concert with me tomorrow night?"

Brittany's face fell. Did he really just asked Santana, her Santana, for a date? Who the fuck did he think he is? Brittany almost stood up, to tell him to fuck off, but in the meantime Santana answered him with a slight smile in her voice.

"Sure."

Sam's eyes seemed a little brighter than just a second before and he smiled wide at the brunette. "Awesome." Then he whispered something in her ear, gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked away through the back of the stage. Santana was left alone and she looked kind of lost. She was new and she probably didn't know where to go. At least Sam could've walked her out. Idiot. So Brittany did the only logical thing she could think about.

"I'll show you the way out."

Santana's POV:

Oh. my. god. This wasn't happening, right? This was just some kind of bad joke, right?

After Sam asked me out for tomorrow night and left without telling me where to go back, the only worse thing that could happen, happened.

Brittany walked straight towards me, coming out of the dark of the audience.

My eyes widened in shock when she stood in front of me and I couldn't find a thing to say to her.

"Come on.", she said and all I could do was nod. Why was she here? Oh fuck, did she hear us sing? "Since when were you here?", I asked curious. "Long enough to hear things I probably shouldn't have heard." I felt heat rise to my face and I knew I looked like a tomato.

"You have a really great voice. You shouldn't hide it.", Brittany said and began to walk to the exit. I was frozen. I couldn't move. Was that some weird kind of compliment? If it was I probably should be grateful. I was pretty sure a compliment from Brittany Pierce is a one time thing and doesn't happen everyday.

"You coming?", she asked.

"Uh... yeah...I guess.", I said and made my way after her.

She walked in silence all the way in front of me. In comparism to the silence between Sam and me it was a comfortable one. It didn't seem like we had to talk. Everything just fit with her. And it scared the crap out of me.

"Here you go.", Brittany said when we arrived at the main entrance. She looked a little sad and avoided eye contact. Was it because the thing under the bleachers earlier today? I felt like I owned her an apology.

"Britt, listen..."- (Did I just call her Britt?! What is wrong with you, Lopez?) - "I'm sorry for my behaviour today... I-" Within a second Brittany was in my personal space, I could smell her fruity scent and feel her hot breath on my neck. When she leaned in and her hair tickled on my cheek a moan escaped my throat. I could feel her smile into my skin when her lips touched my neck right below my ear and a shutter made its way through my body. That girl... she was driving me insane. I could feel my semi-hard one pressing against the tight fabric of my boxers and blushed like crazy. I just hoped it wouldn't show...

"I don't know how many times I already told you, but for you I will say it again: Stop. apologizing. I totally understand. But let me tell you one thing: Blondie McDyed Hair isn't the right one."

When she took a step back I stared at her and could see her eyes lust filled and a shade darker than before. Her breathing was uneven and her eyes left mine to stare at my mouth.

"And you are?", I asked with a cracked voice.

Brittany opened her mouth to say something, but an annoying voice didn't gave her the chance to.

"Uhm... Brittany?" When I turned around I saw a girl with brown hair and fear in her wide eyes standing just a few metres away looking at us. I remembered her from glee practice...

"Remember me to kill her someday.", Brittany whispered to me before she walked towards the girl. "What do you want, dwarf?", she hissed at her.

"Figgins w-wants to see you...", she said with a shaking voice. Poor girl. Brittany could be really scary with that look on her face. Brittany sighed and looked at me. She didn't smile, but she didn't look mad or upset. Actually her expression didn't change at all. She just looked at me.

Then she turned around and disappered through the door we just came from.

"You're Santana, right?", the girl asked me. When the door closed behind Brittany, she didn't seem afraid at all anymore.

"Uhm... yeah."

"I'm Rachel Berry. You probably know me from Glee-club.", she said politely and I nodded. "Yeah... I guess." I really just wanted to go home, but that Rachel-girl looked like she wouldn't let me escape that easy. So I probably would have to tell her I had something important to do.

"Uhm...I really have to go, my dad-", I was about to tell her a big lie about my dad being super ill or something, but she cut me off and gave me a tiny piece of... paper?

"That's my phone number. And the numbers below are from my best friend Kurt and my boyfriend Finn Hudson. You probably know him, too. He is the quarterback from our football team and he's so talented... well, I'm going to give a party next week, since my dads aren't home it isn't a problem... oh, and you are invited. You can bring someone with you if you want...I just wanted to tell you that. Just call one of us to tell us who's your extra one and... then we'll see you next week? Or we'll probably see you in Glee... but you know, in case."

It was a wonder I didn't fall asleep. Did that girl ever stop talking?

"Yeah...thanks.", I said and threw her a fake smile. She smiled back at me before she turned around and disappeared through the same doors like Brittany barely a minute ago.

Mmmhh...Brittany...

A/N2: god, I'm so in love with badass Britt :D

Oh, and who do you think is the mysterious other "friend" in Brittany's life? Hint: It's sort of a 'hate-love' between them ;)

But if you don't know, don't worry, I will explain everything in further chapters.

Song was "Lucky" by Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Caillat. If you don't know it by now, it's the song Sam and Quinn sang together in 2x04 "Duets" ;)

ya'll know what to do ;)