Heyyy, sorry it took so long to update, I've been busy this past week. Anyway here is the new chapter, it's kind of a filler but I promise to make the next on better and hopefully longer. Please review, fav or follow :)
My feet hit the solid ground of the basement floor as the portal begins to disappear. Quinn and Santana stand to one side while Sam and Artie stand – and sit – to the other.
"What took you guys so long?" Sam questions as he folds his arms against his chest. Shrugging, I look at Quinn. She gives him a look that says 'we're back now, aren't we?'
My pillow sits snug under my arm and I look over towards Santana only to find her smirking at me. Blood instantly rushes to my cheeks. Our kiss was good. Really good. Amazing actually. My lips are still tingling. It's like Santana woke my body up and now I crave her touch. Her eyes dart away from mine and over my shoulder to were Finn came crashing through the door.
"MR SCHUE IS COMING DOWN!" He yell whispered. Panicking, we all look around for something to do. I run and sit down on the couch in the middle of the room. Quinn follows a second after as does Santana. The couch is pretty small so when Sam leaped onto it, I was pushed right into Santana. Our legs are touching and I can feel the electricity flowing from her and onto me.
"Hey guys, I thought I heard something down here. What are you up to?" Mr Schue asks as he leans against the door frame.
"Nothing." Everyone says simultaneously. I feel Santana's hand brush against my thigh and a shiver runs down my spine.
Mr Schue looks unconvinced and his eyebrows scrunch together as he says, "Okay... well remember there's training later on today." Training. I forgot about that. At least Santana will be there. Taking one last glance over us, Mr Schue walks out the door and up the basement stairs. I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding in. Thank God he didn't catch us otherwise we'd be in big trouble. Santana's hand suddenly rested on my thigh again as she used it to push herself off the couch. Her fingers tickled my skin before removing her hand.
We all made our way from the basement to the living room, chatting about mundane things, but all I could focus on was how close Santana was walking beside me. Our arms brushed against each other's every few seconds.
"See you in training?" She asked while walking to the front door. It was 2pm and training began in half an hour. I reply a simple 'sure' and head to my room to get changed. Setting the pillow that I love so much down on my bed, I open the wooden box. On the inside of the lid there is a small string that would go unnoticed if you weren't looking for it. When I tug on it, it pops open and I reach in to grab one of the most precious things I own. It was a necklace that I found once down by the lake. I don't know why it is so special to me, but there's something about that I love. Maybe it's the way that it belonged to someone before me, how it had a mysterious history that I will probably never know. It had a small blue stone that was attached to a silver chain. It was simple.
I set the necklace back in the box and put it in the drawer beside my bed. A slight gust of mind passes behind me. I spin of my feet only to find a brown eyed girl there.
"God Santana, you scared me!" I say putting my hand over my heart in attempt to slow down how fast it's beating.
Santana giggles. "Sorry, I just wanted to talk to you." My heart doesn't stop beating fast, it actually speeds up. The thought of her wanting to talk to me makes me giddy.
"What do you want to talk about?" I ask, but I think I already know the answer. Santana sits on my bed. She is wearing black shorts and a simple top that covers all of her stomach this time. I kind of wish it did show more of her stomach. She must have teleported back to her room and quickly got dressed before coming here.
I have always been attracted to girls just as much as guys, but I had never really paid attention to my feelings. It's not much of a surprise that I've never dated anyone, considering where I stand at the social latter in my old school. I'm probably going to be just as popular here as I was there, but at least with Santana I feel more confident, like people will respect me more if I'm with her.
"I wanted to talk about our kiss," She says. I can hear the nervousness in her voice so I take a seat beside her on my bed. Our knees are almost touching and she continues, "It's just... I don't know if you're o-out or whatever, but I'm not and I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone."
"Oh." Is all I say. Quinn has always known that I've liked girls, but I've never felt the need to tell anyone else. Maybe it was because I don't care what other people think about me.
"I-I mean... I liked it and everything, but the girls in my house, they would treat me like..." Santana can't even finish her sentence. I put my hand on her knee and she finally looks at me. There are tears in her eyes that threaten to over flow.
"It's okay, I get it." Her hand finds mine and laces our finger together. That's been happening so must today that it's becoming my favourite thing. "So what do we do now?" I question, unsure of where I stand with her.
Santana's thumb gently rubs the back of my hand. "I like what we're doing, " She says her voice quite, "but maybe we could keep it quiet?" I feel a pang of sadness through my chest. Is she embarrassed to be with me? Santana must see the look of disappointment on my face and she adds, "Just until I'm ready to come out." The look in her eyes is almost pleading and I couldn't say no. I feel like she would be worth the wait if I give her a chance.
"Okay." Just by saying that her eyes light up.
"Okay?" Santana replies, almost in disbelief. I nod and suck my bottom lip into my teeth, trying not to let my grin grow any more, but I can't help it. I let out a laugh and Santana when she wiggles excitedly. "I promise I'll come out soon, I just need time." She reaches over to cup my cheek with one hand and slowly leans in. My eyes flutter closed when our lips are just inches apart. Taking a breath, I close the last of the distance and our lips finally meet. My heart beats faster as our mouths move together. It feels like our lips were made for each other. When we break away from each other I let out a sigh. "We should probably get to training." Santana breaths out. We are still very close and I'm tempted to kiss her again, but I know that if I do, we'll probably miss training.
"Listen up!" Puck yells from the middle of the training field. Santana and I were partners again for whatever Puck was about to make us do. "We will be learning how to really fight today because if our powers our weak then we need to defend ourselves." Putting his hands behind his back, Puck walks up and down the line of trainees before continuing, "I'll be going around and showing each pair what to do, but for now try to fight without killing each other."
Santana turns to me with a smirk.
"What..?" I question slightly terrified of the look on her face.
"I've been taught how to fight way before I got my powers," A laugh passes through her perfect lips, "I'm totally going to beat your ass."
This is where I get competitive. "You wish." I reply, although I know Santana could easily beat me. I've never fought in my life. Taking a step back, I raise my arms as if getting ready to punch. Santana does the same. Puck walks over to us and looks at what we're doing.
"Okay, good. Brittany move your arms up a little," I do as he says and move them so my fists reach just below my nose, "Now Santana, punch Brittany." My eyes widen. Did he just say punch? I thought we were just going to learn how to fight, not actually fight!
"What? No!" Santana says, dropping her arms.
"I'm kidding, chill." Puck laughs lightly and holds his hands up in surrender which Santana then punches. "Ow!" He complains, rubbing the spot that just got hit. "Hold this Santana," Puck lifts an old red thing. I've seen one before in the football field in my old school. The boys use to run and tackle them. "Brittany, make sure your arms are at a 40 degree angle in front of your face and then push your weight through your shoulder to your arm and punch the bag." I do as he says and hit the bag as hard as I can, making Santana stumble back slightly.
"Damn, you're strong!" She says making me giggle in response and send her a wink. Heat rushes to her cheeks and I have to bit my lip from laughing.
"Okay let's do that again."
"So do you maybe wanna do something tonight?" I ask Santana nervously on the way back to our houses. I know we have spent most of the day together, but when school starts here it's going to be busy trying to adjust so I want to spend as much time with Santana as I can.
She sends me a sideways glance. "What do you have in mind?" I think before replying. There's not much to do around here. I know that there is a cinema inside a small shopping mall that McKinley set up to keep the students from getting bored, but I heard Tina say it was small and they never played anything good.
"We could watch a movie on my laptop?" I reply, hoping that she'll say yes. I've never been on a real date before and, to be honest, I have no idea what I'm doing.
"Sure, I'll come over at 8." I smile back as she walks towards the front door of her house. Before opening it she asks, "Is it okay if I teleport over?"
"Sure." I know how Santana feels about the fact that I'm a girl and I don't want to make her uncomfortable by outing her, but I wish we didn't have to hide what we were doing. I really want to tell Quinn, she would probably freak out that I'm actually showing an interest in someone that isn't famous.
I watch Santana disappear through the door as I think of how to make tonight perfect.
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