The Sound of Silence
Chapter 5
A/N: So I managed to update this pretty quickly again. Although not as quickly as I promised on tumblr so I apologize for that! This weekend was busy and I am currently fighting off a terrible hangover while finishing this chapter lol
Also I have gotten to reply to everyone's reviews! I plan on doing it still though!
Enjoy (:
Santana struggles to get her bike into the rack briefly, but manages to get it in. She pulls her backpack off of her back and digs around through it, searching for her lock. When she finally finds it, she hears an engine rev close by, startling her. "Wanna race?" Brittany's voice yells over the sound of her bikes engine.
Santana spins around and smiles at the blonde as she revs the engine again, giving Santana a playfully challenging look. She then turns the engine off and climbs off, pulling her helmet off in the process.
As she gets off the bike, Santana quickly wraps her lock around her bike, before standing up to face Brittany who is now right in front of her.
"Hi," Brittany greets smiling widely at the Latina. "Can I walk you to class?" Brittany offers sweetly.
Santana bites down on her lip for a second, before pulling her phone out of her pocket. She types a quick message and then hands the phone over to Brittany so that she can read.
I meet Tina at her locker in the mornings.
Brittany hands the phone back and frowns a bit, but she quickly covers it up and smiles once again. "Okay, well I'll see you later." She says, trying not to sound too disappointed.
Santana tilts her head to the side and watches as Brittany turns to leave. She reaches out for her wrist, stopping her in her tracks. When Brittany turns around to look at her, Santana nods her head towards the school and starts walking.
Brittany just smiles and follows Santana up the sidewalk to the front doors.
"I wanted to ask you if you'd have lunch with me today," Brittany says, making Santana look over at her as they walk. "And my friends of course," She adds with a shrug, biting down on her lip. She knows that Santana has anxiety issues, and she hopes the fact that her friends will be there, won't be a problem.
Santana frowns a bit and shakes her head, her eyes moving back forward.
Brittany nods and lets out a small sigh. She stops at the front doors and completely turns to Santana. "Is it because you're worried about my friends?" She asks as Santana turns to face her as well. She can tell by the look on Santana's face that it is the reason. "They won't say anything or do anything. I promise." She assures quickly. "They can be pretty cool when they want to be." She says with a shrug. "And I'll make sure they want to be." She adds with a hint of a smirk.
Santana bites down on her lip, but still doesn't answer. She wants to have lunch with Brittany, of course she does, but she's afraid of hanging out with her friends. Sure it's not as many as in the lunch room or even at her table. However, Brittany's friends don't like her. And she has gotten used to the cafeteria. She still doesn't like it, but she's gotten used to it. She doesn't do change very well.
"Just think about it." Brittany says, placing a hand on Santana's arm, giving it a small squeeze.
Santana nods and smiles when Brittany opens the door for her.
They head down the crowded hallway and Santana grips onto her backpack just like she always does. She keeps her head down, side glancing at Brittany every now and then. The blonde is walking in strides, her head held high like she doesn't have a care in the world. That is always Brittany's attitude. Santana wishes she could be like that.
Suddenly she gets pulled out of her thoughts when she is shoved slightly. It wasn't intentional, some guy had just bumped into her shoulder. But it was enough for her to stop in her tracks, and her breathing to pick up.
There is a flash of blonde in front of her and then a loud noise, snapping her from her almost panic attack. She looks to her right and sees Brittany with the guy that had bumped into her pushed up against the lockers. Her eyes widen and all she can do is watch as Brittany shoves him as hard as she can into the metal, her fists gripping his shirt.
"Say you're sorry!" Brittany yells at him. He looks afraid, but he still doesn't say anything. At least not fast enough for Brittany. She pulls him off the lockers before shoving him against them once again even harder, making him wince. "Tell her you are sorry." She says in a low venomous voice. "Now."
"I-I'm s-soryy," he stutters, turning his wide eyes to look at Santana.
Santana just slowly nods her head, not really sure what to do.
Brittany lets the boy go and he scurries off down the hallway, everyone else watching with wide eyes and a few with amused smirks. She directs her attention back to Santana but then notices everyone still staring at them. All if takes though is a harsh glare and they're all looking away.
"Are you alright?" Brittany asks, placing her hands on both of Santana's arms, ducking her head to find Santana's eyes.
Santana just nods her head and swallows hard, still trying to wrap her head around everything that just went down. She looks up at Brittany and sees the worried look on her face so she nods her head again, trying to muster up a smile.
Breathing in deeply, Santana shakes her head, her eyes moving away from the blonde as she composes herself. She then smiles, this time a relieved one and a bit amused. She looks back up at Brittany and raises an eyebrow at her.
"What?" Brittany asks innocently.
Santana just shakes her head once again and playfully rolls her eyes. She is thankful that Brittany stuck up for her, but that was maybe a little too much. It had been an accident after all. However, it was amusing. It also gave her those now growing familiar tingly feelings.
Brittany is still smiling innocently at her as if she hadn't done anything wrong or that she hadn't over reacted. Santana just tugs on her hand and heads down the hallway once again, to meet Tina.
Tina spots Santana coming and smiles widely, waving at her best friend. "Hey San…" She trails off, her eyes spotting Brittany right behind Santana. "Tana," She finishes slowly as both girls approach her. "And Brittany," She greets, trying to sound chipper. However, they can both see right through it.
"Hi, Tina right?" Brittany asks with a small smile.
Tina looks at her and tries her best to not roll her eyes. "I've had classes with you since like the second grade." She informs the blonde, sounding completely annoyed. She was in Brittany's class a few times in grade school and she has even been in a couple of Brittany's classes in high school.
"Right," Brittany says, sounding half awkward and half apologetic.
Tina just shuts her locker door and turns her attention back to Santana. "You ready to go to class?" She asks making the brunette nod. "Well, see you around Brittany." Tina says, brushing past the blonde, obviously ready to get away from her.
But Brittany follows right behind them. "I was actually going to walk with Santana to class." Brittany informs the girl with a little bite. She glances over at Santana to see her reaction, but she's just walking silently next to them, her face just looking a bit nervous. But it doesn't seem to be in reaction to Brittany. Just the fact that they're walking in the hallway, because her eyes are darting around everywhere.
"We have the same class, I can get her there safely. I'm sure you have other things to do." Tina says a bit annoyed. This gets a reaction out of Santana. She turns to look at her best friend confused. She's never seen Tina act like this before. She's usually very soft spoken and shy, especially to people that she doesn't know. And she is always very sweet. Santana can't remember her ever being mean to anyone. And she has no idea why Tina would have something against Brittany.
She moves her gaze over to Brittany, a bit fearful of her reaction, but Brittany doesn't seem bothered. And she doesn't lash out, which relieves Santana. "Nope, I don't." She answers simply, looking a bit smug as she continues walking next to them.
o0o0o
Brittany meets up with her friends under the bleachers and is pleased to see that they are all present. She pulls her box of cigarette's out of her jacket pocket and takes one out, putting it between her lips. She then grabs her lighter and lights it up.
"Why did you want us to all meet you here?" Puck asks confused. Though he doesn't seem to mind as he lies back in the grass, smoking a joint.
Brittany takes a long drag and exhales slowly, before taking the cigarette out of her mouth and holding it in her hand. "Santana may be coming to lunch with us today." Brittany announces. They all look confused and Quinn looks angry, but Brittany ignores her looks and continues. "I want you to all be nice to her." She says, her voice obvious that there is no room for discussion.
However, Quinn always has to argue. "Why the hell did you invite her to hang out with us?" She asks angrily. "You want to hang out with her? Fine what the hell ever, but none of us want to." She says folding her arms over her chest.
"I'm with Quinn." Sugar pipes up, making Brittany's eyes quickly snap over to her. Her harsh eyes make Sugar shrink back into herself a bit. "I mean, I'm sure she's cool." Sugar corrects in a small voice.
"Well, I for one don't care if she hangs out with us." Sam says with a wide grin.
Everyone rolls their eyes at him, because it's obvious he is only sucking up to Brittany. It's actually sad how whipped he is by her. He's wanted her since he joined their group two years ago and she barely gives him the time of day. Not that she is trying to be mean, she just doesn't like him like that and for awhile she was oblivious that he even liked her like that. Now she just tries not to lead him on.
Brittany looks over at Puck who had yet to say anything and he just shrugs. "I couldn't care less." He answers truthfully, only half paying attention to the conversation. That it is another reason Brittany likes Puck. He is very carefree and not a lot bothers him. He's just like her. She probably considers him her best friend out of everyone in her group.
"Quinn, I don't care if you want her hanging out with us or not." Brittany starts, taking a step towards the shorter blonde. "She is going to and I expect you to be civil." She says, taking yet another step towards the girl. "If you so much as look at her wrong, I will fuck. you. up." Brittany warns in a low voice, her face now only inches away from Quinn's and her finger poking Quinn's chest, emphasizing each word.
Quinn clenches her jaw and stares back at Brittany, but eventually backs down, rolling her eyes and sighing. She challenges Brittany all of the time, but she knows when to stop. She's not that dumb.
Brittany backs away from Quinn, satisfied and directs her attention to the rest of her friends. "I want you to all make her comfortable." She says making them nod obediently, not needing a warning, like Quinn had just gotten.
o0o0o
Brittany waits outside of Santana's first period class when the bell rings. She smiles when she sees Santana walk out and then her eyes move over to Tina who scoffs when she sees the blonde. Brittany has to fight the urge to either yell at her or punch her in the face. Both sound satisfying, but both would also upset Santana, she's pretty sure. She really just doesn't understand what Tina has against her.
"Hey, how was class?" Brittany asks, pushing herself up off the wall.
Santana smiles widely at her and shows her the piece of paper in her hand. It's a test and she'd made a 105 on it with the bonus points. Brittany's eyes widen and she grins back at Santana.
"Wow, congrats." She commends, handing her the paper back. "Maybe you should tutor me." She says with a small laugh. She's never gotten a 100 on a paper. In fact, she doesn't even remember the last time she mad higher than a C on anything. It may help if she'd actually go to class though.
Santana gives Brittany a bashful grin and nods her head. She isn't sure if Brittany really wants her to tutor her, but she definitely will if she wants.
"I'll see you at lunch Santana." Tina says, breaking the girls from their moment. She looks over at Brittany, but doesn't say anything as she squeezes between them and walks down the hallway.
Brittany watches Tina walk away with a bit of a scowl on her face. But she soon directs her attention back to Santana and gives her a smile. "I don't know what you have second period so lead the way." She says, motioning for Santana to start walking.
They walk in silence to her next class and when they get there, Brittany leans up against the wall next to the door like usual.
"So did you think about my lunch offer?" Brittany asks hopefully. "I talked to my friends and they all want you to come." She says, trying to assure her. That may be a bit of a lie, but at least they'll act like they want her to come along. They know better than to go against Brittany's word. And even so, Quinn is really the only one who has a problem with it. And maybe Sugar, but Sugar is the last one to do something that will make Brittany angry.
Santana looks at Brittany a bit skeptically, not truly believing that her friends are alright with her going to lunch with them. Every time she sees Sugar or Quinn in the hallway they give her dirty looks. They haven't said anything to her yet, but they don't need to for her to know they don't like her.
She bites down on her lip and looks at Brittany apologetically. She really doesn't want to disappoint Brittany or make her angry at her. But she also doesn't think she can handle going to lunch with Brittany and all of her friends. Maybe if it was just Brittany, she'd be alright. She doesn't even know where Brittany and her friends have lunch. Maybe in a classroom or something?
"I take that as a no you don't want to?" Brittany asks with a small smile. "It's okay Santana, I understand." She adds with a shrug. She's trying to sound like she really doesn't care, but she is pretty sure she failed and just sounded right out disappointed. "I'll see you after class." Brittany tells her, standing up from the wall.
Santana wants to stop her from leaving, but the bell is about to ring and she really needs to go to class. So instead she just gives Brittany another apologetic smile and walks into her classroom.
Brittany leaves Santana's classroom and makes her way to her own class for once. She sits down at her desk, already bored and the teacher hasn't even started talking yet. Her phone vibrates in her pocket and she pulls it out, surprised to see a message from Santana.
Santana (9:03 a.m) I'm sorry
Brittany immediately responds.
Sent (9:03 a.m) Don't be. Really, I'm nod mad or anything.
She places her phone back in her pocket and lets out a small sigh. She really isn't mad at Santana, not at all. She's just disappointed. She had wanted to spend more time with her, that didn't just include a couple of minutes in between class. But she understands that it isn't Santana's fault. It's the disorder that she is living with. And yeah, it's frustrating but it is what it is and it's not Santana's fault.
She could tell that Santana actually wants to have lunch with her as well. She could see it in her eyes, it's just the disorder holding her back. But the fact that Santana actually wanted to go with her, makes her feel better. At least she hadn't just said no because she didn't want to.
Checking her phone, she sees no messages which makes her frown. She figures that Santana's class has started, and she knows that Santana is probably one of those students who won't text during her class. The thought makes her smile for some reason.
To pass the time she opens her Ruzzle app and continues her game against Quinn.
o0o0o
It's lunch time and Brittany is heading to the front doors of the school when her phone vibrates. She pulls it out as she walks out the doors and smiles when she sees that it is from Santana.
Santana (12:02 p.m) Hey can I still go to lunch with you?
Her grin widens even more, if possible and she makes a U turn, heading back into the school.
Sent (12:02 p.m) Meet me by the front doors (:
She puts her phone back in her pocket and waits patiently for Santana to meet her. She is trying to fight the urge to jump up and down squealing like a stupid middle school girl. She hates the fact that she even wants to do that and hates the fact even more that she is having such a hard time concealing it.
A few freshmen walk past her and give her odd looks, making her realize that she is smiling widely at nothing. But she quickly scowls and jumps at them, making them scurry away form her.
She sighs as she watches them run away, and leans up against the wall. What the hell is happening to her?
She doesn't have much time to think about it because she sees Santana walking towards her. She pushes herself off the wall and the smile returns to her face. "Hey," She greets as Santana approaches her. She looks nervous. "You alright?" Brittany asks worriedly.
Santana nods, but she still looks frightened, which makes Brittany frown.
"You know you don't have to go if you don't want to." Brittany tells her honestly. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything." She adds sincerely.
Santana gives Brittany a reassuring smile and reaches out for Brittany's hand. She looks into Brittany's eyes and gives her a nod, reassuring her that she wants to go. She is afraid, yes, but she still wants to go.
Isn't this what her therapist told her she had to do? Get out of her comfort zone and try new things? Well here goes nothing. Or everything.
Brittany opens the front door for Santana and the brunette follows her curiously. She still has no idea where they eat lunch and she's a bit confused as to why they're going outside.
She's even more confused when they end up at Brittany's motorcycle.
Brittany hands Santana her helmet before climbing on the bike. She looks over at Santana who is still just standing there looking at her, her face even more worried than before. She also looks confused.
"We go off campus to eat." Brittany explains, making Santana's eyes widen.
She shakes her head and backs up, much like she'd done that day she rode on Brittany's motorcycle with her for the first time. Going off campus for lunch is against the rules. They could get into a lot of trouble for leaving.
"Hey, we do it all the time and we've never gotten in trouble." Brittany says, climbing back off of her bike. She takes one of Santana's hands in her own and gives it a gentle squeeze. "I promise, I wouldn't do anything to get you into trouble." She assures her gently. "Trust me." She says softly.
Santana swallows hard and looks into Brittany's eyes. She's still freaking out, but something inside of her is telling her to go. She's confused as to how much her anxiety eases just looking into Brittany's calm ocean blue eyes. And even more confused at the fact that she wants to go with Brittany.
However, she is still anxious because she really doesn't want to get into trouble. It's bad enough that she was worried about Brittany's friends not liking her, but now she has to worry about getting caught. Although, Brittany had said they'd never gotten caught before. And of course she trusts Brittany. She'd trust her life with Brittany, which also is confusing.
"Do you still want to come?" Brittany asks, pulling Santana out of her thoughts. "I really want you to, but you don't have to. I won't be mad." She assure her with a sweet smile, her hand still holding Santana's.
Santana inhales deeply and glances over her shoulder at the school. She doesn't see anyone, not that she'd be able to see them inside of the school anyway. But either way, something inside of her is telling her to go with Brittany.
So she nods her head and puts the helmet on.
o0o0o
Santana once again just about squeezes Brittany to death while riding on the motorcycle. Her eyes also stay closed until they arrive at their destination and Brittany turns the bike off. She actually doesn't even make an attempt to move or open her eyes even after the bike is turned off, not completely processing that they'd made it.
Brittany giggling, pulls her out of her fear and she slowly lets her eyes flutter open. It's then she realizes they're parked at Wendy's. She quickly lets go of Brittany's waist, a bit embarrassed. She then carefully and a bit ungracefully climbs off of the bike with Brittany's help.
Then Brittany climbs off and takes the helmet from Santana to carry it inside with her. "Let's go." She says, before walking to the door, Santana following in tow.
They get inside and get in line behind a couple of other people. "What are you getting?" Brittany asks turning to Santana.
Santana holds up three of her fingers, signaling that she is getting a number three.
Brittany nods and takes a step forward to the register where the girl behind the counter greets them. "Can I get a number 7 and a number 3." She asks the woman, although it's not really a question because the woman kind of has to give it to her. It's just more polite to ask rather than demand. She may be a badass but she has manners.
The woman totals it all up and Santana pulls some money out of her pocket, but Brittany gives her a smile and shakes her head. She then hands the woman a 20, paying for both of them.
Santana frowns, and slowly puts her money back in her pocket. She doesn't like when people pay for her food. It makes her feel bad, even though she is of course grateful. But Brittany didn't have to do that.
Brittany ignores the look that Santana is giving her and hands her one of the cups that the woman behind the counter had given her. She then spins around and walks over to the drink machine without a word.
They pick a table and Santana is feeling a bit more relaxed but then she sees Puck and Sam walk in the door. She tenses once again and looks down at her drink, spinning the cup in her hands out of nerves. At least it isn't Quinn or Sugar. And maybe then not all arriving at the same time will help. It's kind of like easing her into it.
She starts to feel her heart race pick up and her breathing shallowing a bit. She closes her eyes and tries to focus on her breathing and calm herself down. She feels the beginning stages of a panic attack coming on and she really doesn't want to have one. Not only because they just suck in general, but she really doesn't want to have one in front of Brittany and her friends.
Brittany seems to notice her distress and and quickly moves all of her things to the other side of the table and climbs out of the booth before climbing in next to Santana.
"Hey, it's okay." She says soothingly, placing a arm over Santana's shoulders. "I promise that nothing is going to happen." She whispers trying her best to calm the girl down. "It's just Puck and Sam, they're completely harmless. I promise." She tries assuring her.
But nothing seems to be working and Brittany can see a small tear in the corner of Santana's eye.
"Do you want to go? We can go, it's not a problem." She offers gently, already grabbing her phone and keys, ready to leave.
She glances back at Puck and Sam to make sure they're not coming over yet and she sees them standing at the drink machine, mixing a bunch of drinks together. So she turns her attention back to Santana who is now shaking her head, but hasn't opened her eyes.
"Are you sure?" She asks just to be sure. "Because it's really not a problem. I don't care if we go." She says, hoping that Santana understands if she wants to leave they can and she won't be mad or anything.
Santana nods her head and inhales deeply through her nose a couple of times. Her breathing has gotten back to normal but she still looks a bit pale and definitely fearful.
Brittany just continues watching her, caressing her shoulder gently with her fingers. She glances back over at the boys and sees them walking over, but she shakes her head at them.
They give her confused looks and continue walking but she throws her free hand up and motions for them to not come over. They still look confused, but stop walking and just wait at the front for their orders.
Brittany turns her attention back over to Santana and sees her eyes slowly fluttering back open. "Are you alright?" Brittany asks gently.
Santana nods her head slowly and looks over at Brittany. She gives her a small smile, thanking her for trying to calm her down. She's embarrassed Brittany had to see her have a small panic attack but Brittany doesn't seem freaked out or anything. She's not looking at her or treating her any different than she ever has. She's being great actually.
"I can make them sit at another table if you'd like." Brittany says motioning over to Puck and Sam who are still waiting on their food.
But Santana shakes her head. Sure, she'd much rather just have lunch with Brittany but she'd feel bad for making them sit somewhere else. If anything she should be the one to have to go sit by herself.
"Okay if you're sure." Brittany says hesitantly and Santana just nods again. So Brittany looks over at the guys and motions for them to go ahead and come over. "I'll stay by you and if you want to leave just let me know alright?" She says and Santana once again nods. "Promise?" She asks making Santana nod in conformation.
Santana gives her a relieved smile and relaxes just a bit. She's in the booth in between the wall and Brittany so that makes her feel a bit more at ease, and safer. Although now she doesn't really have an escape.
It only takes a couple more seconds before Puck and Sam are sliding into the booth across from them. "What up," Puck greets before taking a long sip of his drink.
"Where are Quinn and Sugar?" Brittany asks, glancing out into the parking lot to see if they're just pulling up. They normally all ride in one car. Even Brittany normally rides with them, but she'd figured Santana would be more comfortable with her on the bike than stuffed in a car with her friends.
Sam suddenly looks a bit nervous and it confuses Brittany. She moves her eyes over to Puck who doesn't look nervous, but hesitant. "They went somewhere else." He informs her, glancing over at Santana briefly. "Quinn really wanted Sonic." He adds looking back over at Brittany.
That is obviously a lie and the two of them just didn't want to come because of Santana. Brittany is obviously a bit angry but she doesn't let it show. Not in front of Santana. She'll just deal with Quinn and Sugar later. Although a part of her is a bit relieved, because it'll probably make Santana feel a bit more at ease. And Brittany also doesn't have to worry about Quinn saying anything or doing something to Santana.
"Whatever," Brittany says airily waving her hand in the air.
o0o0o
Santana sits down at her desk and pulls her phone out of her pocket, feeling it vibrate. She glances up at the teacher who is looking over some notes, probably for the lecture so she unlocks her cell phone.
Tina: (1:06 p.m) Where were you for lunch?
Santana then realizes that Tina had sent her multiple texts in the last hour over their lunch break and even called her a few times. She'd been so nervous during lunch that she hadn't' even though to text Tina and let her know she wasn't going to be in the cafeteria with them today.
She immediately feels awful and texts her reply. She knows how worried she'd probably made Tina. The last time, she'd skipped out on lunch, Tina had found her in the bathroom eating in the stall. She'd been really worried and had text her a lot then as well, but Santana hadn't even noticed because her phone was in her bag on silent.
She'd had a particularly bad day that day, which happens sometimes. For some reason the thought of being in the cafeteria that day had just really freaked her out more than normal so she'd retreated back to the bathroom.
Sent (1:07 p.m) I'm so sorry Tina! I had lunch with Brittany and I was nervous and didn't even think to text you!
The lesson soon starts and Santana actually has to fight the urge to not check her cell phone to read Tina's reply. She normally doesn't mind waiting until after class to check her phone, but she hates upsetting people that she cares about and the thought of Tina being angry with her makes her really anxious.
As soon as the bell rings, she pulls her phone out and reads Tina's message.
Tina: (1:08 p.m) You went with Brittany? Where were you guys? I looked everywhere for you.
Santana frowns at the fact that Tina just basically disregards her apology. The only thing she seems to care about is where she went with Brittany. But at least she doesn't seem to be angry with her. Not that she can tell yet.
Sent: (1:57 p.m) Well, we kind of went off campus…
She feels herself getting anxious all over again, because she knows that Tina is probably going to freak out on her for going off campus. She'd freak out on Tina, if she knew that she had done that as well. In all honesty she is still shocked that she'd even done it.
Even though she didn't talk during lunch, she'd had an amazing time. She didn't have anymore panic attacks and like Brittany had said, Puck and Sam seemed pretty cool. They actually tried including her in their conversations when they talked, even though she didn't talk back.
And of course hanging out with Brittany so far hasn't been anything less than perfect. She'd liked watching Brittany interact with her friends. She's definitely a lot different than Santana had always pictured Brittany being. Puck and Sam too.
If she knew any better, she wouldn't really call any of them badass. Not after lunch today anyway. They talked about video games and Puck talked about girls a lot. Basically just normal stuff that everyone talks about. Sam was even kind of nerdy. They didn't talk about killing anyone or robbing banks or anything like that.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Brittany's voice asks, pulling her from her thoughts.
She looks up and sees Brittany walk into the classroom. She then realizes that she is still sitting in her desk. Thankfully there isn't a class in the classroom after her last one, so nobody else is in the room.
She gives Brittany an apologetic smile, knowing Brittany had been outside the door waiting on her. She hands her phone to Brittany, her conversation with Tina pulled up still, letting the blonde read.
Brittany's eyes scan over the phone for a second and she looks back up at Santana, "You didn't tell her you came with me?" She asks with an amused grin. "She probably thought I killed you or something." She jokes, handing the phone back to Santana.
But Santana shakes her head, taking her backpack off of the back of her chair and puts it on her back.
"She doesn't like me." Brittany states. She doesn't sound annoyed or angry or even disappointed. She's just stating it.
Santana's brows furrow and she shakes her head again, disagreeing. Tina has no reason to dislike Brittany.
But instead of arguing, Brittany just smiles. "You're going to be late for Anatomy."
Santana's eyes widen a bit because she realizes Brittany is right. She quickly pockets her cell phone and takes off in the direction of her class, glancing back behind her to make sure that Brittany is following her.
She'll read Tina's outburst later.
o0o0o
Santana's phone vibrating against her desk, pulls her attention away from her textbook. It's from Brittany which automatically makes her grin, Chemistry forgotten.
Brittany (4:59 p.m) I know I've already said this, but I'm really glad you came to lunch with me.
She smiles wider and drops her pencil, using both hands to hold the phone as she types out her reply.
Sent (5:00 p.m) I am too (:
She puts her phone back on her desk and picks her pencil back up. She reads a few lines in her textbook, but she can't really focus. All she can think about is Brittany and she keeps side eying her phone waiting on a response. It only takes a few seconds, but if feels like hours.
Brittany (5:00 p.m) Will you come with us again tomorrow?
Santana bites down on her lip and considers the invitation. She'd done it today and not only survived but had a pretty good time. However, the thought still gives her a bit of anxiety.
Sent (5:01 p.m) Yes
Santana smiles, proud of herself for agreeing to go. She's actually starting to put herself out there, just like her therapist has said and as scary as it is, it feels good. She's finally starting to feel a bit normal.
Brittany smiles widely when she sees the text and has to once again hold in an embarrassing girlish squeal.
"Who are you texting?" Sam asks, breaking Brittany from her moment. She realizes that all of her friends are staring at her, obviously confused as to why she is smiling like a fool.
But the smile on her face is quickly wiped away and she clears her throat, trying to act cool as she responds. "Santana," She says simply, her voice void of any emotion.
Quinn rolls her eyes predictably, Puck looks indifferent as he continues tuning his guitar and Sam smiles. Sugar just looks around, gauging everyone else's reactions not really knowing how she should react.
Sent: (5:02 p.m) Good! I'm guessing Puck and Sam didn't scare you off?
"Is she going to come to lunch with us again?" Sam asks with a dopey grin.
Brittany just nods in response, trying not to show how excited she actually is. She has a rep after all. She can't go around smiling like a fool and acting like a middle school girl.
But she is glad that Puck and Sam had seemed to genuinely like her. She could tell they weren't just including her and talking to her because she had told them to. They actually seemed to enjoy her company, even if she didn't speak to them and barely even looked at them.
Santana's just endearing and seems to have that effect on everyone. Brittany can't understand how anyone could not like Santana.
Santana (5:03 p.m) No. I liked them. Puck is funny.
Brittany smirks and shakes her head as she replies.
Sent (5:03 p.m) Puck isn't funny, he's disgusting. But I love him anyway lol I'm glad you liked them, just as long as you don't like them more than me :p
Brittany hits send and has to try once again to keep the grin off of her face. She is so happy that Santana likes her friends, well some of them. Hopefully she will like all of them when she eventually meets them. As long as Quinn will play nice, there hopefully won't be any problems.
She finds it amusing that Santana thinks Puck is funny. She had been worried that Santana wouldn't like Puck. He has no filter and can get into some pretty vulgar things a lot of the time. He made a few remarks today and Brittany was sure that Santana would never want to hang out with them again, but thankfully Santana apparently finds him funny.
The next text takes a few minutes to come in and Brittany finds herself unlocking her screen and checking the messages every few seconds just to be sure she hadn't missed it. She fails to think that Santana may actually have a life or be busy.
Santana (5:07 p.m) Of course not (: You're my favorite.
The squeal almost slips this time, but she manages to keep it in. However, no matter how hard she tries she can't stop the smile from appearing on her face.
Brittany (5:07 p.m) You're my favorite too
Brittany takes a breath and manages to get rid of the grin. She glances up at her friends but none of them are looking at her thankfully.
"Will you girls be joining us?" Brittany asks looking between Quinn and Sugar. She'd yet to say anything to them about not showing up to lunch today. Honestly, she's not even all that mad anymore. Lunch had been a lot of fun, and probably had gone better than it would with Quinn there.
Although she does want Quinn to like Santana. She just thinks the blonde needs to spend some time with her. As she'd said before, Santana has that effect on people. If Quinn just spends some time with her, she'll definitely like her. Who wouldn't?
Quinn just rolls her eyes and goes back to whatever she'd been doing on her cell phone.
Brittany's eyes move over to Sugar and the girls eyes widen a bit in fear. "I-I really wanted some tots." She says, making everyone look up at her. Quinn shakes her head and goes back to her game and everyone else just continue looking at her confused, except Brittany who looks amused.
"Well you guys can pick the place tomorrow." Brittany says, choosing to not even get into the subject of them not showing up today. It's not really worth the time and she isn't in the mood to argue.
"If we don't want to hang out with her, we shouldn't have to." Quinn says, pocketing her cell phone. "You can't scare us into hanging out with her. Why do you want to force us to all like her anyway?" Quinn asks, confused.
"Hey nobody's forcing me to do anything." Puck pipes up sending Quinn a glare. "I actually kind of like her." He adds with a shrug, before going back to his guitar.
Brittany smiles at him, even though he can't see it because he's looking down at his guitar. "I liked her too." Sam quickly says, making Brittany look over at him as well.
Brittany knows that he is just trying not to be outdone by Puck which is slightly annoying. However, she also knows that he did like her and he isn't lying just to out do Puck. So she gives him a small smile as well, making him beam.
"I'll go this time." Sugar says and Quinn throws her a glare. Sugar looks apologetic but shrugs her shoulders, not changing her mind.
Quinn just pulls her phone back out and continues playing a game, not giving Brittany an answer as to if she'll be going with them or not.
A/N: Thoughts? Suggestions? Say anything you'd like! It all makes me happy! (: And all the reviews are definitely inspiring me to continue updating this so quickly! It's crazy, I've never updated this quickly on any of my stories! (: It's all because of you awesome reviewers!