The Sound of Silence
Chapter 6
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Santana meets Tina at her locker the following morning. She hasn't seen any sign of Brittany yet and it bums her out a bit. But she is pretty sure that she'll see her before the day is over, or at least she hopes. She's gotten used to having Brittany walk her to all of her classes.
"Santana," Tina greets and her tone of voice tells Santana that she is still upset with her. It makes her wince, because she hates when people are upset with her. Especially her family or best friend. "You never text me back yesterday." She says with a frown.
Santana's eyes widen a bit in realization. She'd never text Tina back once she got home. To be honest she hadn't even checked the message that Tina had sent her. She doesn't even really need to because she knows it was just Tina lecturing her about going off campus with Brittany. But she does still feel bad. It wasn't intentional, she'd just forgotten later and it didn't say new message because she'd already opened it. She just neglected to go back and read it.
She gives Tina an apologetic smile and shrugs her shoulders a bit. She is sorry, but she isn't really sure what to do to show that she is. She'll be sure and make it up to Tina later, somehow.
"You know how much trouble you could get into for going off campus?" Tina asks. She's whispering but it sounds a whole lot like yelling to Santana. It makes her feel even more anxious that she normally does at school, because she doesn't like when people yell at her.
But she just sighs and listens to Tina rant at her, not being able to really protest. And honestly, she knows Tina is just looking out for her. If Tina had been the one to go off campus and she told Santana about it, Santana probably would have ranted at her as well. She knows how bad it was that she left campus against rules, and it still surprises her that she did it. It also surprises her that she is going to do it again. Tina is going to be so mad.
Tina continues ranting and Santana only half listens to her, nodding her head every once and awhile. And then she sees Brittany walk into the school behind Tina and her attention completely goes over to the blonde. Tina's voice just becomes low background noise as she watches Brittany walk towards them with a wide smile on her face.
"Hey Santana," Brittany greets with a grin, coming up behind Tina. "Tina," She says politely, nodding her head at the asian girl.
Tina, who had abruptly stopped talking at the blonde's voice, turns her head to see Brittany. She just rolls her eyes and turns back around. She gives Santana an annoyed look and shuts her locker a bit more forcefully than needed. "I'm going to go ahead and get to class." She announces, brushing past her best friend and walking down the hallway.
"Still think she likes me?" Brittany asks with a hint of a smirk.
Santana frowns as her eyes watch Tina march down the hallway. She then turns back to Brittany and just shrugs her shoulders. She doesn't really know why Tina hates Brittany so much, but it's obvious that she does. Brittany hasn't done anything to Tina, not that she knows of anyway. Tina has never mentioned not liking Brittany in the past. Maybe it's just because she'd been the one that Santana had snuck off campus with. She probably just thinks that Brittany made her do it. But that isn't true.
"Come on, let's get you to class." Brittany says, pulling Santana from her thoughts. She puts an arm around Santana's shoulders and spins her around in the direction towards her class.
o0o0o
Santana follows Brittany out to the parking lot at lunch, being weary of the big puddles everywhere. It had been raining on and off all day and by the look of the clouds, it doesn't look like it plans to stop anytime soon. She just hopes that it doesn't rain while they're on the bike.
However they stop in front of a car instead of Brittany's bike. A white range rover.
Santana looks up at Brittany curiously and the blonde shrugs. "I have a car as well." She says with a smile. "I don't ride my bike when it's raining or super cold." She adds with a shrug as if it were obvious.
And Santana feels a bit dumb for being so shocked by the news. Most people have a car and a bike and not just a bike. You can't always ride a bike. Well you can, but it's not always enjoyable. She's also surprised at the type of car it is because it's like super nice. Not many people in Lima have cars this nice.
She climbs into the passengers side as Brittany makes her way around to the drivers side. As she waits for Brittany to get in, she admires the inside of the car. It's one of the cleanest cars that she has ever been in and smells amazing. And the leather seats don't stick to her skin like most leather seats. This is like the nicest car she's ever sat in.
Her mom drives a mini van that is probably about 5 years old now and her brother drives an old Honda that sounds as if it's going to fall apart at any moment. He'd had to pay for his own car, and he couldn't afford anything really nice. Their mom had helped him with the down payment and helps him a little with the monthly payments if he really needs it. But she can't afford much either. Not living off of one paycheck. Even if she is a doctor.
o0o0o
They get to Subway, which was Quinn's choice, and see the guys already inside, putting their order in.
Brittany hands Santana her cell phone and the brunette looks up at her curiously. "Write down what you want." She explains, making Santana smile and nod. She quickly writes down the type of bread, meat and veggies that she wants and hands it back to the blonde. "Go pick a seat?" Brittany offers and Santana nods.
So while Brittany puts their orders in, Santana finds them a table. She crawls into the booth, pressing herself against the wall as her eyes seek out Brittany. She's moved down the line and is now telling the woman what veggies goes on which sandwich.
Puck and Sam then sit down across from her, which pulls her from her staring. Her eyes snap over to them, "Sup guh," Puck greets with a grin, using his best ghetto voice. Him and Sam then, both direct their attention down to their sandwiches, wasting no time to dig right in.
"Santana, what do you want to drink?" Brittany asks from over at the drink machine. "Dr. Pepper?" She asks and Santana smiles and nods in confirmation. She feels dumb, but it makes her swoon that Brittany had obviously remembered what she got to drink at Wendy's yesterday.
Only a few seconds later, Brittany is at the table, handing her a sandwich and her drink. She then slides in next to the brunette. "Where are Quinn and Sugar?" Brittany asks, trying not to sound too annoyed at the fact that they apparently aren't showing again.
"Right here." Quinn's voice rings out, making them all turn around to see Quinn and Sugar walking in the door behind their booth.
Brittany gives them both grateful smiles then turns her attention over to Santana who had tensed up at the entrance of her other two friends. "You alright?" she whispers, leaning over to Santana's ear, not wanting to make a scene or draw attention to the Latina.
Santana just nods and brings a shaky hand up to grab her drink.
Frowning, Brittany places her arm around Santana's shoulders gently as she uses the other one to pick her sandwich up.
They sit in silence, all enjoying their food for the next few minutes until Sugar and Quinn walk over. They pull up two chairs and the end of the table, but it's a tight squeeze which Quinn of course has to point out in annoyance. She doesn't specifically say that it's Santana's fault they're one person too many to fit at the table, but it's definitely implied.
"Sit at the booth next to us," Brittany snaps, giving Quinn a death glare.
Sugar's eyes widen and she shrinks into herself. "I'm fine here." She announces, scooting over to give Quinn a bit more room. "Are you okay?" She asks turning to the shorter blonde.
Quinn sighs and clenches her jaw, "Fine."
o0o0o
"I'm going to go outside for a minute." Brittany says, sliding out of the booth. She looks back at Santana who suddenly looks terrified to be left alone with her friends. "I'm going to go smoke, you can come with me if you want?" She offers with a sweet smile, gathering up both her and Santana's trash.
Santana looks relieved and quickly nods her head as she slides out of the booth. She follows Brittany outside and watches her lean up against the wall as she pulls a cigarette out of her pocket. "Does the smell bother you?" Brittany asks, holding up the lighter to her cigarette, but waits for an answer before lighting.
Santana shakes her head and pulls her phone out of her pocket. As she is typing out a message, Brittany lights up her cigarette and takes a drag.
She takes the phone out of Santana's hand a few seconds later and reads over the message.
My grandmother smoked and it's weird but I kind of like the smell. It reminds me of her.
Brittany looks up at Santana to see a small embarrassed flush on her face. "Did she pass away?" Brittany asks carefully and Santana nods her head. "Did it have to do with cigarettes?" She asks curiously.
Santana shakes her head and takes her phone back, typing something out quickly, before passing it back.
Car wreck
Brittany nods her head in acknowledgment and gives Santana a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry," She says sincerely. "I haven't heard from my grandparents in years, but I'm pretty sure they're alive." She says with a frown and a small shrug.
They stand in a comfortable silence for the next couple of minutes. Brittany enjoying her cigarette and enjoying watching Santana. Santana's eyes are darting around, taking everything around her in. Her eyes seem to find every car that drives by, every bird that flies by and even every leaf that flutters by. Santana always seems to be aware of everything that is going on around her. Brittany wonders if it's from her anxiety disorder or just curiosity and that she likes to observe things.
"So are you alright? I know that Quinn can be a bit much sometimes, but she hasn't really done anything to make you uncomfortable as she?" Brittany asks nervously. Thankfully, Quinn had been as pleasant as Quinn can be during this lunch. She wasn't all rainbows and sunshine towards Santana, but she wasn't a bitch to her either.
Santana gives Brittany a small reassuring smile and nods her head, making Brittany let out a sigh of relief.
"Do you want a drag?" Brittany asks after a couple of minutes.
Santana's eyes snap back over to her and she looks down at the offered cigarette. She bites down on her lip and studies it hard, like it will give her the answer she is looking for. Like it'll tell her if she should have a drag or not. She's never done it before, but smoking has never bothered her. Her mom does it occasionally so she is around it all of the time. Though she knows how dangerous smoking can be.
"You don't have to, I just thought I'd offer." Brittany says, sensing Santana's inner battle. "You probably shouldn't actually." She adds with a shrug.
Santana's eyes move back up to Brittany's and before she can even make a decision, Puck and the others come outside as well.
Puck Sam and Quinn light up their own cigarette's and Sugar steals one off of Quinn, not having her own. She however doesn't look as confident while lighting it up. She takes a small drag of it and exhales immediately letting out a small cough. The rest of the time she pretty much just holds it, letting it burn out. She obviously just wants it to look cool.
"We need to get going." Brittany says, dropping the butt on the ground. She puts it out with her shoe and then looks over at Santana, who nods.
"What's the rush?" Sam asks with a frown.
Brittany looks back over at him, "Lunch is almost over." She informs them, which makes them all look at her confused. They obviously never worry about getting back from lunch on time and find it weird that Brittany suddenly cares. "I need to get Santana back so she can go to class." She says, a bit annoyed at their nosiness.
Without another word, she grabs Santana's hand and drags her over to her car.
o0o0o
Running a little late, Brittany practically runs down the hallway trying to meet Santana before she leaves. It's the last class of the day and she really hopes she can get to her before she goes home. She'd been smoking with her friends and accidentally lost track of time. It's not her fault though, because JBI had come under the bleachers trying to expose them for his website and they'd ended up locking him in a port-a-potty and throwing the tape from his camera into the toilet inside of it.
If he wants it that bad, he'll reach in and get it. That had been Brittany's logic, instead of just stealing it or crushing it.
Brittany slides around the corner and smiles widely when she spots Santana sitting on one of the benches against the wall. She's writing in that same spiral and Brittany assumes, she's waiting on her brother once again. She then realizes that it's been raining all day long, and she should have known that Santana wouldn't have ridden her bike to school.
"Hey," she greets, a bit out of breath.
Santana looks up at her and a wide grin, immediately spreads across her face.
"Sorry, I'm late. I had to take care of some stuff." She says, letting out a small giggle as she thinks about JBI being stuck in the Port-a-potty.
Okay so she's still a little high.
"Are you waiting on Manny?" She asks, sitting down next to the Latina. Santana nods, and closes her spiral before Brittany gets a chance to see what she had been writing. "Do you want a ride?" She asks a bit hopefully.
Santana bites down on her lip and opens her journal to a blank page and scribbles something down real quick.
If you don't mind, but I can wait it is not a big deal. He said he will be here in like 20 minutes.
Brittany just smiles and hands the spiral back to her. She stands up and offers her hand out to Santana. "Of course I don't mind." She says rolling her eyes playfully. "You know, you can always ask me for a ride. I won't ever mind." She says as the two walk down the hallway towards the front doors.
Santana just nods and gives her a grateful smile.
They walk out the doors and are instantly aware of the fact that it's pouring down rain again. "You don't have an umbrella do you?" Brittany asks with a smirk, looking next to her at Santana. The brunette just shakes her head and pouts a bit, looking out at the rain.
"Here," Brittany says, taking her leather jacket off. She holds it opened, for Santana to put it on. "It has a hood, put it on." She urges when Santana just stares at it. The brunette then looks back up at Brittany hesitantly. "I'll be fine. Come on." She urges, pushing the jacket closer to Santana.
Santana just nods and pulls her backpack off to put the jacket on with Brittany's help. The blonde then puts the hood up for her and makes sure that it is securely on her head. She then leans down and picks up Santana's backpack, throwing it over her own shoulder. It's not like she has a backpack or anything.
"Alright, lets do this." Brittany says with a smile, pulling her keys out to have them ready when they get to the car.
Santana gives her a weary smile before looking back out at the rain. They both inhale deeply and take off running into the rain.
o0o0o
They get to Santana's house and Santana hesitates before placing her hand on the handle. She looks up at Brittany who is watching her curiously with a smile and it makes her blush. She looks back up at her house and then over to Brittany, before pulling her cell out of her pocket.
Do you want to come inside for a bit?
Brittany grins and nods her head, handing the phone back to Santana. She shuts her car off and picks up Santana's backpack from the back floorboard and holds it in her lap. It's still pouring down rain, and the front door isn't very far, but they're still going to get wet all over again.
"Ready?" She asks, looking at Santana with a smirk.
Santana smiles and nods her head before they both jump out of the car and sprint up to the front porch.
Brittany is giggling and trying to ring some of her clothes out as Santana digs for her key in her backpack. She finally finds it and successfully opens the door for both of them.
"I don't want to get your house all wet." Brittany admits, stopping in the foyer.
Santana just shakes her head and motions for her to follow her. She leads Brittany through the living room, into the kitchen and back into the laundry room. She opens the dryer and points to it, offering to dry Brittany's clothes.
Brittany smirks and meets Santana's eyes. "Do I get to borrow clothes or do I get to walk around naked?" She asks, making Santana's face turn bright red.
Santana blinks a few times and feels a little lightheaded. She's not sure if it's because she is now picturing Brittany naked or because of all the blood rushing up to her face. Maybe a bit of both.
"Could I borrow a onesie?" Brittany asks, amused by Santana's embarrassment. "Those things are pretty damn comfortable." She adds with a smirk.
Santana nods her head, still not able to meet Brittany's eyes. She then walks out of the laundry room, headed for the stairs to get Brittany a onesie.
o0o0o
The girls get out of their wet clothes and into the warmth of a onesie, before meeting back in the kitchen. Brittany chose her dark blue one with little planets and stars on it. It had been the one Santana was wearing that night she'd came over at midnight. And Santana is in a red one with penguins and snowflakes on it.
Brittany can imagine it being her Christmas onesie and she can picture Santana sitting in the living room on Christmas morning in it, opening her presents with her family. The though makes her grin like a fool.
But she quickly snaps out of it, because Santana gives her a curious look. She just smiles and shakes her head before she sits down on one of the barstools at the kitchen island. Santana opens up the fridge and grabs herself a bottle of water before she turns back to Brittany, asking with her eyes if she wants anything.
"Water is fine." She says and Santana hands her a bottle of her own. "Could I possibly get a snack or something? I'm starving." She admits a bit bashfully. She hates eating all of other people's food, especially when they hadn't offered it first, but she's super hungry and she doesn't really think Santana will care anyway.
And of course, Santana smiles widely and nods, still amused at how much Brittany can eat. She steps out of the way, motioning with her hands for Brittany to take her pick.
Brittany climbs off of her stool and looks in the refrigerator a couple of seconds before pulling out a cup of yogurt. She holds it out for Santana to see, wanting her approval and Santana nods, making her grin.
"Thanks," She says, pulling the wrapper off the top. She then takes the spoon Santana is offering her and sits back down on her stool.
Santana walks over to the pantry and pulls out a jar of peanut butter. She sits down at the island after grabbing a spoon from the drawer. Brittany watches her curiously as she takes a bite of yogurt and smirks around the spoon when she sees Santana eat a mouthful of peanut butter.
Looking up at her, Santana blushes and grins timidly. She then grabs an apple from the fruit bowl. She chops a small piece off and spreads some peanut butter on it.
"My mom used to get so mad at me for eating peanut butter right out of the jar." Brittany remarks as she watches Santana continue spooning peanut butter out of the jar. Sometimes putting it on a piece of apple and sometimes just sticking it in her mouth, eating it by itself. "I never saw the big deal, especially since I was the only one who ever ate it." She adds with a shrug.
Santana shrugs as well and gives Brittany a small smile, not really knowing what else to do. And even if she could speak, she wouldn't really know what to say to that. Her family has always eaten after each other, but some would say they're weirdly close. However, her mom used to scold her and Manny for eating or drinking straight from a jar or carton but she eventually gave up the fight. It's not like any of them care if they eat after each other.
Santana grabs another spoonful and holds it up to Brittany's mouth with a smile. It makes Brittany giggle and she opens wide, accepting the spoonful of peanut butter from Santana's spoon.
"I think sharing it makes it taste even better." She admits with a giggle making Santana smile as well.
Only a couple of minutes later, Manny walks into the house, "Santana?" He calls out and she can see him looking around for her in the living room. It only takes him a couple of seconds for him to spot both her and Brittany at the kitchen island.
"Hey," He greets both of them with a wide grin. "Nice to see you again Brittany." He adds, giving her his charming grin, making Santana roll her eyes.
She just smiles back at him politely. "You too Manny." She says sincerely.
"What are you guys up to?" He asks, opening the pantry. He pulls a bag of BBQ potato chips out and pops them opened. He then leans up against the counter, stuffing handfuls into his mouth. "Why are you guys in Santana's onesies?" He asks with a smirk, just noticing their wardrobe.
Santana just looks at him annoyed and Brittany smiles. "Our clothes were soaked, so I'm drying them." She informs him. "These are like super warm and comfy." she adds with a shrug.
Manny just nods his head and continues eating the chips in his hands. He then walks over to the fridge and grabs a soda. He places the chips down on the island next to Santana and opens his can of Dr. Pepper. "You know, Brittany, you look extremely familiar." He says, his eyes studying her. "I've been trying to place you since we met the other day." He admits.
Brittany just tilts her head to the side. "You just graduated two years ago right? We were in the same school for a few years. I'm sure you just saw me around." She says with a shrug.
Manny eyes her for a few seconds, trying to see if he can remember anything specific, but just ends up nodding. "You're probably right." He amends.
Before anyone else can say anything the buzzer on the dryer goes off, startling them all a bit. "Guess my clothes are dry." She says, standing up from the island. "I should probably get going." She adds, walking to the laundry room.
She comes back out a few minutes later back in her own clothes, Santana's onesie folded up in her hands.
"I didn't know if you wanted to wash it or not." She says with a shrug, handing the pajamas over to Santana. She hadn't worn them for very long and she hadn't spilt anything, but she figures Santana still may want to wash them. She's not sure what the rules are when you borrow someones clothes. Especially just for an hour.
Santana smiles and takes the onesie from her, standing up from her stool as well. She then walks Brittany over to the front door, seeing her out.
"Thank you for drying my clothes." Brittany says sweetly, making Santana nod. "I'll see you at school tomorrow." Brittany tells her, before pulling her into a tight hug.
Santana wraps her arms securely around Brittany's neck and buries her face into the blonde's locks, inhaling the sweet scent that she is now so familiar with. But the hug doesn't last near as long as she'd like for it too.
"Bye Santana." Brittany says before walking out the front door.
Santana watches her until her car is out of the driveway and out of sight. She then shuts the front door and sighs, that dreamy smile on her face just as per usual. She makes her way back into the kitchen and sees Manny staring at her with a smirk.
"Did I just cock block you?" He asks, making Santana gasp.
She quickly makes her way over to him and hits his arm as hard as she can, making him wince, but chuckle.
o0o0o
Brittany walks into Pucks room and sees him sitting on his bed, playing his guitar. As soon as he sees her however, he grins and sets the guitar down on it's stand. He walks over to her and pulls her into a hungry kiss. "We have 20 minutes until Sam gets here." He says, moving his kisses down her neck.
But Brittany pulls away, confusing him. She walks over to his bed and sits down on the end of it. "I'm not in the mood." She says honestly with a slight shrug.
Puck frowns and sits down next to her. "You haven't been in the mood in like a week." He says confused. "You used to want sex like every day." he continues, not understanding why she hasn't wanted to sleep with him in the past week.
Brittany just sighs and shrugs, "It's not like you don't get it from other people." She says shaking her head, a small hint of a smirk appearing on her face as she looks at him.
Puck just grins and nods, "True," he shrugs. "But what's up? Is something wrong?" He asks concerned.
Brittany frowns, because she honestly doesn't know the answer to that question. No, nothing is wrong, not that she is aware of anyway. She just hasn't been in the mood for some reason. It's a bit confusing to her now that she thinks about it. All week, she hadn't even realized that she and Puck haven't hooked up or that she hadn't even had the urge to. She's just now realizing it and she doesn't know why. But it is rare, because like he said, she used to want it all the time.
"I don't think so." She finally admits with a shrug. "I just haven't been in the mood." She adds simply.
Puck watches her for a brief second, but finally just nods, "Okay." He gets up off the bed and walks over to his nightstand, and pulls out a small tin box. "Want to smoke?" He asks, already pulling a joint out, knowing Brittany's answer.
"Sure," She says, even though she didn't have to. He's already lighting a joint up before she even answers. He passes it off to her and she takes a slow drag before passing it back off.
She then lies back sideways on his bed and pulls her cell phone out of her pocket.
Sent (5:20 p.m) Hey what are you up to? (:
"Where is Santana?" Puck asks, settling himself against the wall at the head of the bed as he watches Brittany text on her cell phone.
Brittany looks up from her phone, grinning at just the mention of the Latina. "She's at home, studying." She informs him, not taking her eyes away from her phone as she texts out a response to Santana. "Do you really like her?" She asks hopefully, turning her head so that she is giving him her attention now.
Puck just shrugs and takes another hit off the joint. "She seems cool, even though she doesn't talk." He says before passing the joint off to her. "Plus, underneath those glasses and sweater vests, she's kind of hot." He adds with a smirk.
Brittany takes the joint from him before reaching out to smack him. But he just laughs in response, not really seeing what was wrong with saying it.
"It's true." He says with a shrug.
Brittany rolls her eyes and takes another hit, before giving it back. "So you won't mind if she starts hanging out with us?" She asks, honestly wanting to know his answer. And his actual answer, not just what he thinks she will want to hear. But that is the thing about Puck, he never says or does anything just to make her happy. He normally does and says what he wants. It's just good that they normally agree.
"I definitely wouldn't mind." He says truthfully with a shrug.
Brittany smiles and then turns her attention back to her phone that is vibrating on her stomach.
Santana (5:25 p.m) Oh. Tell Puck I said hi (:
Biting down on her lip, Brittany debates on weather or not she actually wants to pass on the message. Especially since Puck had just called her hot. She doesn't want him getting the wrong idea or anything, because Santana doesn't like him. Does she?
Sent (5:26 p.m) He says hi back
Brittany bites down on her lip, frowning at her response. She feels bad for lying, even though it's something stupid like this. She honestly doesn't even know why she is lying. So what if Santana likes Puck, it's not like they're dating or anything. Santana can like whoever she wants. Right?
"I think Quinn is the only one that'll have a problem with it." Puck says, snapping her from her thoughts.
She sighs and nods her head, because she knows that Quinn has a problem with Santana for some reason. She doesn't understand how anyone could have a problem with her. She's adorable, innocent and the sweetest girl she has ever met. How could anyone have beef with her? "I can deal with Quinn." Brittany says firmly.
Puck smirks as his bedroom door opens again, revealing Sam.
"We're going to the gym." Puck says, standing up from his bed. He puts the joint out in his ashtray and grabs his gym back from the floor next to his bed. "You want to come?" He offers and Sam smiles hopefully.
"Sure." Brittany says, putting her phone back in her pocket and standing up from the bed. "i'll need to borrow some of your shorts."
o0o0o
Brittany comes out of the bathroom stall and is startled to see Tina standing by the sinks, looking at her. She gives her an awkward, tight lipped smile and makes her way to one of the sinks to wash her hands. She side eyes the girl as she finishes up washing her hands, only to see that Tina is continuously staring at her.
"Do you need something?" Brittany asks, spinning around to face the Asian. She grabs a few paper towels from the dispenser and dries off her hands, still eying the girl in front of her, who suddenly looks a bit nervous.
Brittany can tell she wants to say something, but she's too afraid. So after a few seconds, Brittany decides to just give up. She throws the paper towels away and starts to walk out.
"You've never even noticed her before." Tina's voice says, stopping Brittany just as her hand reaches for the handle.
Confused, but curious, Brittany turns back around. "What are you talking about?" She asks, taking a step towards Tina.
Tina takes an involuntary step backwards until she is pressed up against the sink, now slightly regretting opening her mouth. But she had, and it's too late to take it back so why she has her chance, she decides to just finish what she started. "Santana," She says, her voice wavering a bit. "You've never noticed her before, so why are you so interested in her now?"
Brittany just slowly nods her head, understanding what Tina is asking. But she doesn't really know the answer. "You're right." She agrees, "I honestly had no idea who she was and can't even remember ever seeing her before I was in detention with her." She says and it just makes Tina frown. "But now I have seen her, and I don't know what it is, but I want to be friends with her." She explains.
"Look, if this is some scheme or joke-
"It's not." Brittany quickly cuts off before Tina can even finish her sentence. "Let me just save you some time and air Tina." Brittany starts, taking another step closer. "If you're here to give me the, "if you hurt her I'll kill you" speech, first of all," she pauses to laugh loudly. "Yeah right." She says, ceasing the laughter. "And second, I'm not going to hurt her." She says her voice suddenly turning softer. "I really care about Santana," She adds with an awkward shrug. She doesn't like talking about feelings, especially with someone she doesn't know like Tina.
Tina's eyes dart around Brittany's face, taking in her sincere facial expressions. But she's still confused. If anything, she's even more confused. She'd been sure that Santana was at the end of some cruel joke between Brittany and her friends, but now she's not so sure that is true. Which just confuses her more. It'd be a simple explanation if that had been the case, but it's not. "Why would someone like you want to be friends with someone like her."
Brittany lets out a bitter laugh and shakes her head. "You sound just like my friends." She says honestly. Which is definitely not something she thought she'd ever say.
"Yeah, well it's suspicious." Tina snaps, surprising both herself and Brittany.
However, Brittany ignores all of her instincts to rip the girls head off. "Look, I don't know what I can say to you, to prove that I actually am genuine." Brittany says honestly. "But I do care about her and I can't explain what it is or why, but I can't stay away from her." She says, meeting Tina's eyes.
"Do you like her? Like in a romantic way?" Tina asks, making Brittany's brows furrow.
She lets out a small laugh and shakes her head. "Wait what?" She asks caught off guard by the question. "I'm not gay," She says, her brows still furrowed in confusion. "Wait, is Santana?"
Tina just rolls her eyes and folds her arms over her chest. "It's obvious that Santana has a crush on you." She admits, making Brittany's eyes widen. "Even you can't be that oblivious." She says shaking her head. But apparently she is wrong, if the look on Brittany's face is anything to go by. "Just don't lead her on. She's never opened up to anyone like this and definitely not this quickly so please just be careful." Tina begs softly.
Brittany's eyes are set on the floor and Tina just gives her one more look, before walking out of the bathroom, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
She doesn't like Santana like that does she? She'd know by now if she were gay wouldn't she? She likes boys, she's hooked up with like half the school, she'd know if she weren't into that wouldn't she?
It's not like she'd have a problem with being gay, it's just she really feels like if she were then she would know. She'd have to. How could she just not notice being attracted to girls?
Pulling herself from her thoughts, Brittany takes a deep breath in, composing herself. She only has a few more minutes until the bell so she needs to go and meet Santana.
Pushing all thoughts from her mind, she walks Santana to her next class. She is a lot more quiet than normal because no matter how hard she tries, she can't get herself out of her head. She just hopes that Santana doesn't notice anything is wrong.
"I'll see you after class." Brittany says a bit distracted, when they reach her classroom. She sees Santana eyeing her so she gives her a smile, trying to reassure her that everything is fine. "Have fun," she adds, placing a hand on the girls shoulder. She then pulls Santana into her, hoping that hugging her will ease Santana's worries. She doesn't want Santana worrying about her or thinking anything is wrong.
However the hug seems to have more of an effect on Brittany than on Santana. She holds the brunette a bit tighter than normal and inhales just a bit deeper. Her body seems to melt into Santana's arms and she feels her stomach doing flips. Has that always happened when she hugs Santana?
She pulls away from the hug after a minute and watches Santana walk into her classroom.
Closing her eyes, she inhales deeply and leans up against the wall because she's just realizing that she may not be as straight as she thought. "Shit," she mumbles, pushing herself off of the wall and heading out towards the doors. She could really use a joint right now.
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"Santana! Brittany is at the door for you!" Santana hears, Manny's voice yell. She gets up from the couch and quickly makes her way to the door, trying to fight off the butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. She hadn't been expecting Brittany so it makes her a little nervous, but she's definitely happy that she is here. When she left Brittany at school, the blonde had seemed distracted and upset by something. It definitely worried her.
She approaches the door and Manny gives her a smile before deciding to excuse himself into the kitchen. "Hi," Brittany greets with a small smile. It's then that Santana notices, Brittany looks extremely nervous. It's uncharacteristic of her and it's very unsettling for Santana when Brittany gets like this. And she's never seemed to be this bad.
Santana gives her a warm smile in return, trying to ease her worries. She looks back into the house where she sees her mom and Manny not so subtly listening to their conversation from the kitchen. So she nods her head outside and walks on to the porch, shutting the door behind her.
She offers Brittany a seat on the porch swing, but the blonde just shakes her head and continues playing with her fingers nervously.
"I want to ask you something." Brittany says, looking up to finally meet Santana's eyes. Santana just nods, letting her know to continue. "I want to ask you if…if you'll go out with me." She says in a small voice, "I mean like to a restaurant or a movie or something." She explains, in the same wavering voice. "Like a date." She adds quickly. "Not just hanging out or whatever, like we normally do…" She says, slapping herself mentally at how lame she sounds right now.
Santana just kind of stares at her with wide eyes and Brittany just lets out a breath and closes her eyes before groaning.
"This was stupid, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…" She rambles, quickly turning around to walk away.
"B-Brittany," Santana suddenly says softly, her voice low and raspy, from not using it that often. She reaches out and grasps Brittany's wrist, stopping Brittany in her tracks.
Slowly, Brittany turns around, not quite sure if she believes what she heard. "Did you just…?" She asks, her eyes wide and her mouth opening and closing, her face not really sure which emotion it wants to show, because she is feeling so many.
Santana's face turns beet red and she nods her head giving Brittany a timid smile. She can't really believe she'd done it either. It had just kind of slipped out. She just knew she hadn't wanted Brittany to leave.
Brittany smiles and lets out a breath that she hadn't even realized she'd been holding. She just about lunges at Santana, wrapping her up in a big hug, almost causing the Latina to fall backwards.
Santana grins into the hug and wraps her arms just as tightly around Brittany. "I-I'll g-g-go out with y-you," Santana whispers into the hug and she feels Brittany squeeze her even tighter.
After a second, Brittany pulls back slightly and places both of her hands on either side of Santana's cheeks. She smiles widely at the Latina and realizes for the first time by her blurry vision that she has tears in her eyes. It makes her laugh at herself, embarrassed and she pulls a hand back to brush the unshed tears away.
"You have the prettiest voice that I've ever heard." Brittany says honestly making Santana blush even harder.
A/N: So I said on tumblr that Santana wouldn't speak in this chapter, but in the next. Well, I changed my mind! (:
Let me know what you think! You guys all gave me awesome suggestions for her first words and hopefully nobody is too disappointed in what I decided to go with! (:
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