AN: I never had anyone at school that I called Sooner. That's just for the story. But I did have nicknames for everyone that I had a crush on. A lot of the things that happen in this story did happen to me in real life, like the scene when Santana and Brittany were about to kiss in the ice pond, and the drinking down in Kiholo with my friends.
I am going to change things around of course, to make it match and fit the story line. So if you're wondering if it happened to me in real life, just ask (:
The amount of views and reviews I got last night was AMAZING. So here's chapter 4. And I'm sorry, this chapter is a bit longer than the others. (:
Brittany woke up the next morning, still in the same position as the night before. Santana was sound asleep- snoring lightly. She laid there for a few seconds, taking in what had happened the night before. It felt like she was on a high. Here she was, laying with Santana in the back of her truck on the beach. Brittany went to re-adjust herself, being careful not to move too much because she didn't want to wake her.
"Mmmm." Santana hugged Brittany tighter and took a deep breath. "Good morning, beautiful." She kissed Brittany on the forehead.
"Good morning." Brittany sat up and threw her hands up in the air to stretch. She looked down at Santana who was now rubbing her eyes. "How'd you sleep?"
"Perfectly. And you?"
"Best night of sleep I had since I've been to Hawai'i." Santana sat up now and threw her legs around Brittany so that she was in the position to hold her from behind. She grabbed Brittany and pulled her closer to her.
"I'm keeping my word, and showing you everything Hawaii has to offer. So. With that being said, would you like to go diving with me?"
"Diving?" Brittany felt Santana's face on hers. She took her hand and moved her hair behind her ear, and then kissing her cheek gently.
"Mhmm. I use that spear over there," And she points at the three-prong spear leaning up against the tree. "To go underwater and dive for fish. I've been doing it for forever. I used to go with my dad when I was younger."
"That's pretty cool. Sure. I'll come." Santana kissed her one more time and she got up. "Hey did you see my phone?"
"I think the last time I saw it, it was in the pocket of the beach chair you was sitting in last night. You want me to grab it?"
"Yes please." Santana walked around the truck towards the tent. Brittany decided to clean up the truck bed, folding the blankets and putting everything on one side. Santana came back and handed her phone to her. She sat on the tailgate with her legs hanging off the side.
"Thank you." Brittany unlocked it and saw that she had a text from Quinn.
Britt! I'm so sorry I've been super busy. I didn't think that senior year was going to be hectic from the start. Call me when you get the chance today, I finally have some free time. I wanna hear about Hawai'i. Q
"Hey San, are we going in the water anytime soon?" Santana was on the side of the truck slipping into her wetsuit. Her legs were already in and the rest of the suit was hanging down from her waist. She was in her bathing suit top so when she stood up straight, Brittany smiled. "You are so hot."
Santana chuckled and walked over to the back of the truck. She stood in front of Brittany, leaning on her legs lightly. "No not yet. I'm gonna grab something to eat first and you should too. Unless you want to be starving when you get out of the water."
"I was gonna make a call first, then I'll come and get some food." Santana grabbed Brittany's face wit a gently softness, and then walked away.
"It's alright. I'll heat up some food for you okay." Santana yelled back at her.
"Thank you!" she replied. She scrolled to Quinn's name in her phone book and she pressed call. It rang a couple times and then she answered.
"Britt! Oh my gosh I was hoping you'd call!"
"I've missed you, Q. How are things going at home?" Brittany was swinging her legs back and forth. "I was worried that you forgot all about me."
"I haven't forgotten about you. Are you crazy? Cheerleading is crazy this season. We had to make a lot of cuts." Santana was walking back over to Brittany now, with two plates of food in her hands. "What's been going on with you? How's Hawai'i? It must be amazing!"
"It is, it really is. I've made a lot of friends. And I'm camping for the first time! We went swimming in an ice pond yesterday, it's all fresh water so it's freezing cold." Santana hoped up onto the tailgate next to Brittany and smiled.
"Hi Quinn! I've heard a lot of things about you." Brittany pushed Santana at the waist and she jumped off of the back of the truck. "Hey that tickles!" She jumped off the tailgate as well and started to chase Santana around the truck.
"Britt? Hello? Britt who was that?" Santana had run off and Brittany walked down to the shore.
"Sorry Q, that was Santana." She smiled at the mere thought of her. "She's amazing. She's super sweet and has this, vibe. Like she's confident and doesn't second guess anything that she does. She's just amazing okay I don't know how to describe her."
"Brittany Pierce, do you have a crush on this girl?"
"Shut up." Brittany waited a couple seconds. "Okay yes. Of course I do." Her voice got quieter. She whispered, "We kissed last night."
Quinn screamed. "You two kissed?! Deeeets!"
"Okay well last night we were drinking and-"
"YOU DRANK ALCOHOL?! Oh my God! So you got drunk and kissed her?" Brittany was sitting at the edge of the water now. The water would reach her feet and that's as far as she would go.
"No no. I wasn't drunk. I promise. I remember everything that happened. She wasn't drunk either. We were in the ice pond and she came up from behind me. But we were interrupted by her best friend. So we got out of the pond because it was obviously freezing and went back to her truck. It was so nice, Q. She set up like this bed on the back and we laid under the stars. And I kissed her."
"And you guys had sex?"
"No Q!" And Brittany started laughing. "I didn't do anything like that." She got back up and started walking towards the truck. Santana was sitting on the tailgate eating her plate of food. "We just cuddled."
"And nothing else?"
"Nothing else. But hey I'm gonna go okay? I'm gonna grab something to eat. We're going diving today. I'll call you when I get back home tomorrow afternoon. Love you Q."
"Love you too Britt. Be safe okay? Don't get eaten by sharks or anything." She started to laugh and so did Brittany.
"I'm sure Santana won't let that happen. Bye." And she pressed end.
"How was talking to your friend?"
"It was nice. I haven't talked to her since I left Oklahoma." Brittany hopped onto the tailgate. "Thanks for making me a plate."
"You're welcome. Everyone's passed out still so I didn't bother asking anyone else if they wanted to come with us. Have you ever used a snorkel before?" Brittany shook her head no. "Alright, well I'll show you while you eat." Santana grabbed her mask and snorkel out of the netted bag that was sitting next to her spear. She shook the sand out and walked back over to Brittany. "This is the snorkel and mask which I'm sure you've seen before. You put the mask on like this, and depending on which side your more comfortable with, the snorkel will sit on the left or right side of your face. Me, I wear mines on my right side."
"So you go underwater with that?" Santana nodded. "How do you get the water out when you come back to the surface? Take the snorkel out of your mouth?"
"Well that's one way you can do it, or you can blow really hard on the mouthpiece and the water will come out that way. You pau (pow) with your plate?" Santana held her hand out. But Brittany just sort of sat there with a confused look on her face. "Sorry, pau means done. Are you done?"
"Yes. You know I can do things on my own too, San. You don't have to throw my plate away for me."
"Just give me your plate." She took it out of Brittany's hands and tossed it in the trash bag closest to her. "Now come on. Let's get in the water. Do you want fins?"
"Yeah. This is gonna be so awesome!" They both walked down to the beach together, each holding a snorkel and mask with a pair of fins. After putting everything on, they got in the water and started to swim out. Santana stopped and turned towards Brittany.
"Okay. I want you to go underwater and then come back up to the surface and try to blow the water out." Brittany dived down just enough to fill her snorkel with water and then swam up to the surface. She blew as hard as she could but not all of the water came out and she started to cough. Santana swam next to her to help. "It takes a couple of tries but you'll get used to it. For now you can just come back up and take the snorkel out of your mouth. You ready?" Brittany nodded. "Alright. Come on let's go." They swam out towards deeper water.
Once Santana was ready, she looked back at Brittany and gave her a thumbs up. She returned the gesture and they both dove under the water. Brittany looked at what was around her. There were fish swimming everywhere. The coral reef was colorful and full of life. Everything seemed so, calm and peaceful underwater. She watched as Santana dove deeper. The brunette went towards the bottom of the reef and just sort of lingered there. That's super deep, she thought to herself. She shot her spear and it hit a medium sized fish. Santana ascended towards the surface. She pointed up and Brittany followed her. They both took their snorkels out of their mouths and Santana pulled the fish off of the end of the spear.
"One. It's a good size too. Do you want to try?" Brittany was still busy trying to empty the water out of her snorkel. "You're so cute." Santana swam over to her and helped her get the excess water out.
"No you go ahead. I just want to swim around." They put the mouthpieces back into their mouths once more and went underwater one more time. She watched as Santana descended once more but do a different part of the reef. It was amazing, the things she was seeing underwater. She even saw a turtle which she followed for a little while. They swam around for about another hour, Santana caught about 15 fishes. They swam back to shore and saw that everyone had woken up. After slipping out of their fins, Brittany grabbed Santana's spear and Santana threw the netted bag full of fish over her shoulder and grabbed Brittany's hand. Their fingers interlocked and Brittany immediately smiled.
"I hope I didn't bore you while we were in the water." Their hands swung in time with their steps. "It wasn't super fun but I figured you'd like to see what I see when I go diving. It's something I try to do every weekend because it's like my get away you know?"
"I know what you mean." As they approached the tent, Santana tightened her grip on Brittany's hand but stopped.
"Alright. Once we walk in there holding hands there's gonna be non stop comments and shit. So I hope you're ready for it. They're only playing around so don't take it too seriously okay?" Brittany turned towards her and went to kiss her. Santana placed her hand on the back of Brittany's neck and pulled her closer.
"I don't mind at all. But, does this mean we're a couple?"
"Do you want to be a couple?"
"Well, we just met. You know? So I guess can we just date? We can do all of this still. Cause believe me, I don't want to stop." They held hands again.
"Dating is fine with me." Santana smiled and she tightened her grip once more. "Now come one. We still have to clean the fish."
They walked towards the tent. When they made the corner everyone saw them.
"Well if it isn't the lovebirds? Had a good sleep last night?" Rachel was sitting in one of the chairs holding a cold water bottle to her head.
"Watch yourself, Rach. I wasn't the one running around and yelling like a jackass while everyone slept. How's that hangover treatin' you?" Rachel looked down. Brittany leaned the spear against the tree while Santana went to make trouble to Rachel.
"What's the plans for today?" Kalei looked over at Santana. "I'm sure you two will probably have stuff to do."
"Shut up, Kalei." Santana punched her on the shoulder. "I heard tonight the football boys are coming down here. You know they always throw that fat rager for the beginning of the year. You guys up for it or no?"
"Yeah. I remember last year, they had this huge bonfire on the beach." The girls all started amongst themselves. "And they always provide like 4 or 5 kegs."
Santana turned to look and Brittany and walked over to her. "Do you want to go?"
"Well are you?" She thought about it for a second.
"I do want to go." Santana grabbed Brittany's hand. "Please come with me." She gave Brittany the puppy dog eyes.
"Okay yes I'll go with you." Brittany leaned in and kissed Santana. "I can really get used to this kissing you thing."
"Trust me, so could I." Santana grabbed her hand and they walked out of the tent. "I would love to take a nap. Diving tends to make me super exhausted."
Santana laid the blankets back out and and they both climbed onto the truck bed. But this time, instead of Santana holding Brittany it was the other way around. Santana fell asleep almost instantly. She had given the fish over to Rachel and Jen to clean the scales off and gut them so that they could cook it for the party tonight. The sun was warm and it felt nice on Brittany's skin.
They slept for a couple hours and then woke up to the girls telling them that the party was starting. Brittany hadn't really seen much of anyone at school other than the softball girls so she was sort of excited. She figured it would be a normal, ordinary party. But what would happen that night was everything but ordinary.
The sun had set and all the girls were now walking to the opposite side of the beach. They all started to drink to get in their "pre-game". It was the last night of their camping trip so they were going all out. Brittany told Santana that she wouldn't be drinking and she agreed that was fine. But she told Brittany that if she wanted to it would be okay.
Santana was already six beers in and she only had a hot dog and a half scoop of rice. She was supposed to eat more but someone dropped the rest of the leftover meat and there was nothing left. Wehi had left early to bring the fried fish over to the other party so they didn't have anything. So that meant, that she had a really good buzz going and with the night still young, Brittany knew that she'd be seeing a new side of Santana. The drunk side.
The party was huge. At least a third of the school had come down to Kiholo to come to the party. There were bottles, cans and the three kegs to drink from. Santana grabbed on to Brittany's hand.
"So. I'm already a bit buzzed." Santana sort of wobbled off balance but Brittany helped her regain her step. "Whoa. Okay sorry. Okay so I'm going to take you over to the boys who throw the party every year. If anyone touches you in any place that you feel uncomfortable then you gotta tell me cause I'll lay them out."
"Don't worry, San. I'm sure that everything is going to be fine." They made their way through the sea of people until they reached the truck that had the speakers on it. "Sam?"
"Oh hey Brittany!" Sam walked over to Brittany and kissed her hi. He kissed Santana hi, "Hey San. I didn't know that you guys were going to be down here this weekend."
"Yeah it was small kine last minute but I'm glad we did cause we would've missed this faaaaat rager!"
"Eh we brought the instruments down if you guys wanna jam." A boy with a mohawk walked over with two beers in his hands. "One for the softball all-star and another for her beautiful friend here." He handed the bottle to Brittany. "Hi. I'm Puck."
Santana pushed him and stepped in front of Brittany. "Don't Puckerman or I'll kill you."
"Geez San I was just saying hello. I don't even know her name."
Brittany grabbed Santana's waist and whispered, "Calm down San. It's okay. Come on. Just drink your beer." Brittany walked over to Puck and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm Brittany."
"You Santana's new girl?" She turned towards Santana and saw her shotgunning another beer and smiled.
"Puck where's the ukulele? I want it." He grabbed it from the passenger seat of his truck and traded the instrument and a new bottle for the empty bottle. She turned around and grabbed Brittany by the hand and they walked in the opposite direction. "Let's find the girls."
After about ten minutes of searching, Santana finally found the rest of the team. They were sitting on the edge of the party under some trees. There were fallen tree trunks they were using as chairs.
"Rach. Come here. I got the ukulele. Jam sesh?"
"Shoot." Rachel moved closer and Santana sat down.
Santana brought Brittany over to one of the tree trunks and sat her down. She sat next to her and scooted as close as she could. They had a fire going in the middle and Jen was throwing sticks into it so it wouldn't die out. "Any requests guys?"
The girls all started to mumble when finally someone said something.
"Waiting in Vain by Bob Marley. I love that song. Especially when you guys sing it." Angel was sitting up now and her eyes were on the pair of best friends.
"Okay. Fuck we haven't sang that one in a long time ah." Santana started to play the ukulele. The melody was soothing to Brittany's soul. It sounds stupid but she had never heard an actual ukulele before. After a minute or two she was finally ready. "Okay Rach. Ready?"
"Only the first chorus right?" She nodded without missing a strum.
"Yeah just the first one."
She started the melody over and started to sing.
From the very first time I rest my eyes on you girl,
My heart says follow t'rough.
But I know, now, that I'm way down on your line,
But the waitin' feel is fine
Santana finished the line and all Brittany could do was stare. Her voice was beautiful.
So don't treat me like a puppet on a string,
'Cause I know I have to do my thing.
Don't talk to me as if you think I'm dumb;
I wanna know when you're gonna come - soon.
Rachel had a nice voice too; and Brittany was amazed by how much talent they had. Never in a million years did she think that she was going to be sitting on the beach at night by a fire listening to people sing and play the ukulele.
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love,
What was even better was that they were harmonizing. Brittany closed her eyes and just listened. When the song was finished everyone clapped.
"I told you guys not to do that." But they kept on. Santana stood up and bowed. "Alright alright. Next?"
"San! I need the ukulele." She got up and started to walk towards the crowd of people. "Come on. Tyler wants to use it."
"I'm coming. Just calm down Puckerman." She turned and looked at Brittany. "I'll be right back okay." And then she was gone. Brittany turned towards everyone who was now smiling.
"You and Santana have something don't you?" Brittany shrugged. "Don't give me that you know you do."
"Don't act like you don't know, Rachel. I was awake when you came by the truck last night." Her sentence was followed by a bunch of "ooooh's" and laughter. They talked for a couple more minutes when they heard a bunch of people shouting.
"Hey! Santana get off of her!" The girls all looked at each other and rushed over to where the crowd was forming. Santana was on top of another girl trying to hit her but a couple of guys had already grabbed her arms to pull her off.
"Brah let me go! Fuck you bitch you're lucky they're holding me back." She got out of their grips but before she could lunge for the girl again Rachel jumped in and wrapped her arms fully around Santana like she was giving her a bear hug. "Rachel fucking let me go. Let me go NOW." But she didn't let loosen her grip at her. If anything, she tightened it more.
"No i'm not letting you go Santana. You need to calm down." Santana struggled but Rachel wouldn't let up. She basically picked Santana off of the ground and carried her out of the crowd. The softball team followed behind. Brittany was still standing in one spot, shell shocked from what she just witnessed. Jen went up to her and tried to get her attention. When she finally snapped out of her trance she realized that Jen was still right in front of her.
"Brittany. Britt. We gotta get to them come on." She grabbed Brittany's wrist and pulled her to where Rachel dragged Santana. They were in the trees now and Rachel was trying to calm Santana down. She wasn't holding on to her anymore but she was still blocking her from getting past her.
Jen and Brittany walked up and when Britt tried to walk closer Jen put her arm up to stop her. "Don't. Just stay back here okay."
"Santana what the fuck is wrong with you?" She was still breathing angrily. Huffing and puffing trying to get around Rachel. "Calm down San." She grabbed onto her shoulders but Santana just pushed them away.
"She started it! She's the one!" Santana was pointing back towards the crowd, "She was talking about Brittany! What did you want me to do?!"
"You didn't have to fight! It's because you're drinking. What did she say huh? What did that girl say that was so bad?"
"She was talking shit! As always those fucking girls think they run the school. She said 'Did you see that haole (how-lee) chick that Santana's with? She definitely downgraded.' So she deserved it." She sat down and ran her hands through her hair. "I'm not going to take that kind of shit from people."
Brittany was still listening from the back, but she had no clue what a 'haole' was. "Uh. Jen whats a-"
"A haole? It's a word that means white or caucasian. It isn't a bad word, but the way the girl used it was in a way that wasn't cool. It wasn't the fact that she used the word, it was the context of the sentence."
"I know you aren't but you can't do that. I thought that you were passed this." Santana stood up and walked a little closer to Rachel. She whispered something to her and she looked up at the rest of them. Like she was looking for someone. "No Santana wait. Please." And she took off in the opposite direction.
"Fuck. Um.. Okay you guys can go back to the party. I got her." The girls started to scatter but Brittany went up to Rachel.
"Where's she going?" Rachel turned towards her.
"She's attempting to cool off. But I need to find her because the last time she went off by herself she sprained her wrist." Brittany didn't know how to feel. Santana had just gotten into a fight because of something a girl said about her. Rachel grabbed Brittany's hands. "Don't worry okay. I got her. Go enjoy the party."
"Okay." And with that Rachel turned and took off after Santana.
About thirty minutes passed and still no sign of the two girls. Brittany was on her second beer in thirty minutes. She left the crowd to go and see on the beach.
The sound of the waves hitting the shore was all she could hear now. She laid back to look up at the stars. The night air was a bit nippy- but that was perfectly fine with her.
"Brittany?" It was Santana. She didn't turn around, not because she was mad but because she was a little afraid. Santana sat down next to her and didn't make a sound. "I'm sorry. For what happened tonight. I- I uh.. I don't get like that. I mean I used to. But I got passed it. But tonight, that girl was talking about you and I just.."
"You lost it?" She turned to Santana who had tears falling from her eyes.
"I did and I'm sorry I was trying not to but she pushed me. And that's when I lost it." Brittany put her arm around Santana and she just fell into her. "After Rachel pulled me out and she was trying to calm me down in the trees I realized that you were probably watching. And that was the last thing I needed- for you to be either scared or you wouldn't like me anymore. And that was worse than everything else that could've went wrong tonight."
"What do you mean by you used to do this?" Santana sat up and wiped her eyes.
"When my dad first left for the Army, I didn't know how to deal with it. He would be gone for months at a time. I missed him. Before he left we'd do everything together and when he left, it killed me. So I started drinking. My mom always had night shifts at the hotel so by the time she came home I'd leave for school. I'd get into tons of fights but no one would ever tell on me because they'd be scared I'd come back for them." She picked up Brittany's bottle but she grabbed it back from her and drank what was left of the beer.
"Umm.. I think that's enough alcohol for you tonight."
"Okay that's fair. My drinking got out of hand. It was a couple weeks before softball season our Freshman year and Rachel was going around the school trying to find girls to come out for the team. I guess the wind got a hold of her fliers and she lost a couple so she went chasing after them. She found me passed out on the back side of the auditorium. I don't even know how I got there. She got me to her house without getting caught and she took care of me. My parents never found out and it was all because of Rachel." She looked back at the party and spotted her dancing with the rest of the girls. "You could say she saved me. She convinced me to go out for softball and I ended up being some kind of Goddess of the sport." They both laughed. "But in all honesty, she saved me. Softball kept me busy and I started hanging out with people more. Rachel and I grew closer and she ended up being my best friend ever since. She knows my triggers and knows how to, I guess you could say she knows how to diffuse me. The last time I lost it was when my dad called and said that he was deploying to Afghanistan, and Rachel wasn't there. I punched the wall and sprained my wrist. It was stupid and idiotic. I haven't gone off like that in a long time."
Brittany felt like she was getting to know Santana a lot better. And it made her feel more comfortable around her. "So you getting angry isn't a normal Santana drunk thing?"
"No no. It isn't." Santana placed her arm under Brittany's knees and grabbed her waist and pulled her onto her lap. "I'm really sorry if I scared you. I don't want to lose you before I even had the chance to have you."
"You aren't losing me, San. I promise."
Santana leaned in and kissed her. They lingered there for a moment and then kiss again, but this time Santana's tongue slipped past Brittany's lips and was now inside of her mouth. As their kissing got more intense, Santana laid her down on the sand gently. Her hand traced Brittany's bathing suit top and was slowly making her way to the tie that was keeping it on. Brittany guided Santana on top of her and ran her hands down her back and onto her ass. She brought her hands back up and ran it through Santana's hair. A slight moan escaped from her mouth as Santana's hand left her top and found it's way to her thighs.
Her heart was beating like crazy as their tongues wrestled back and forth. Santana squeezed slightly and brought her hand to Brittany's inner thigh. As her hand went into her shorts, the smell of the ocean filled Brittany's nose and in seconds their bodies were met with the cold water rushing up onto the shore.
"Oh! Fuck that's cold." They looked at each other and smiled. "Maybe that's a sign?"
"It's a sign. Let's just go back to the truck. Knowing you, you'll be shivering in seconds." Santana laughed and Brittany got up and started chasing her down the beach. Brittany tackled her and they both fell and started laughing. She ran her hands through her hair and looked down at Santana who was now under her. "You are beautiful, Brittany. And don't get used to that, come Monday you're back to Sooner." Santana brushed Brittany's hair out of her face and placed her hand behind her neck- pulling her towards her to steal another kiss. They both got up and wiped the sand off of each other.
They held hands and walked back to the truck together. Santana was still a bit tipsy so she had a little difficulty getting into the truck bed. Brittany helped her up and they found themselves in the same position as the night before.
"Can I ask you something?" Brittany looked up at her.
"Yeah, of course."
"When you first saw me on the first day of school, did you ever think that a couple days later we'd be here? Cuddling in the back of my truck down on the beach?" Brittany hugged Santana tighter.
"Honestly? No. But I did know that I wanted to get to know you better. You definitely had a hold on me from the beginning."
"I could tell I mean, you stuttered while saying your name." Brittany poked her side and Santana jumped. "Okay okay I'm sorry. I thought that it was super cute though."
Brittany yawned and moved just a little bit closer to Santana so there was no gaps. "Well thank you. But I'm tired so I'm gonna go to sleep. So goodnight, San. And by the way, you know you didn't have to fight that girl. She can say whatever she wants but that won't change anything between us."
"I know but I have to stand up for my girl. Goodnight babe." Brittany patted her chest. Santana kissed her and they fell asleep together.
A little bit later, the rest of the girls came back.
Brittany felt someone climb up onto the side of the truck. "San. San wake up." Brittany felt her shift so she could sit up a little.
"What Rach?"
"You wont fuckin' believe what happened like foreal. I was walking back here and I totally walked into a tree. A fucking tree like I didn't even see it walking towards me." Santana laughed a bit. "Hey whoa Rach." She grabbed onto Rachel before she fell backwards.
"No I got it. I got it." Rachel jumped off the side and started to throw up. Santana turned to Brittany and kissed her lightly.
"Britt- I gotta get up for a bit. I'll be back though okay?" Santana moved Brittany onto a pillow. She felt Santana scoot to the end of the truck and jump off.
"Eh! Nalani. Try come please. Help me get her down to the shore." They all walked away and were gone for about fifteen minutes. Brittany couldn't fall back asleep so she just stared up into the night sky. A shooting star passed over her and she closed her eyes and made a wish. She opened them back up and heard footsteps coming towards her.
"So you guys are just dating?" It was Rachel and Santana.
"Yeah we are. I want her to be, Rach. Do you like her? I mean, like for me. As in if we match and stuff."
"I knew what you meant San. And honestly yeah I do. You've been glowing all weekend, and I know that was all her." They stopped behind the truck. Brittany closed her eyes so they didn't know that she was listening. "I'll let you go back to her now. I'll be fine. I promise. I'll go lay down on the cot under the tent."
"Goodnight Rachel. And thank you, for you know. Tonight."
"That's why I'm your best friend. I got you." Santana climbed back onto the truck and laid next to Brittany. She gently grabbed her and moved her back onto her chest.
Brittany got comfortable again and inhaled deeply.
And within minutes she was falling asleep in the arms of the girl who fought someone for talking about her. I had to stand up up for my girl. The words replayed over and over in her head.
This could work out, she thought to herself. This could work out just fine.
AN: Real quick. Some definitions of words I used in this chapter.
Pau - Done
Fat Rager - Huge party.
If I missed any please let me know.