Chapter 2

Brittany sat on the hard bleachers in the brisk September breeze as she thought about how different 7th grade had been from 6th. Shet understand a word she said, almost like she was speaking another language. Despite her interpersonal barrier shetechnically one. Brittany was friends with Noah Puckerman, but she ended up with Finn Hudson as well, seeing as they were a package deal. Theys not like Brittany hated Finn or anything, he was just kind ofd had Puck to help her a bit with that. In the years between 7th and 9th grade het make much sense to anyone but her Puck would let her know, and try to explain why it didnd been through most of the big parts of growing up together. First time sneaking out, first time getting a detention, first time ditching school, first time getting drunk, first time falling from a tree as tall as a second story building (that may or may not be related to their first time getting drunk), and they even shared their first time having sex together. Brittanyt shared growing up was a first kiss which had instead been shared with her by a short, timid brunette girl rather than a tall, overly confident boy with a questionable haircut. That thought brings Brittany back to the present, it brings her back to the football field in front of her, and it brings her back to the cheer squad practicing their routine to the tune of a shrill Sue Sylevester yelling nonsense about uncoordinated gremlins through a megaphone. Brittany often watched the cheer squad after school, it was almost routine. She definitely enjoyed watching all the girls flipping through the air and running around, getting all sweaty in those sinfully short skirts, but today she couldnd pay more attention to Santana than the other girls, but ever since her and Puck made the bet the day before she couldnt get her eyes off of her.

See, before Puck, Finn, and Britt had become the three musketeers in middle school it was originally Brittany and Santana as the dynamic duo. Theyd stayed that way until the year Brittany switched schools. Brittany had spent an entire summer living with Santana when her dad went AWOL for two months, and that was the summer before 7th grade. Brittany had literally moved in, bringing Lord Tubbington and her sacred collection of Disney movies with her. They had become closer than ever, spending all day and night together, most of the time just the two of them. Sometimes Quinn would tag along to the mall or to the movies but she always felt like the other two girls were on a whole different wave length. That was also the summer Brittany and Santana had seen SantanaEw, thats, like, eating her face she likes that? I mean, wes like watching someone eat -o, Britt?Yeah, totally. Have you ever seen someone eat jello? It looks really gross, all rubbery and jiggling but when you eat it the texture doesns all sweet and makes a lot of sense, I still think he might just be a bad kisser. I overheard Danielle talking about how shes never kissed anyone before, so maybe het gotten enough practice or you think everyone whose never been kissed is a bad kisser?Maybe not, but I mean itve gotta practice to get really good at it, right?If that

t have to be so scared to kiss the person you like because youre prepared. Thatt kiss Mike at the dance, right?Yeah, I was really, really , I remember you came back out to the gym all jittery. Is it really that scary?Not scary, justt know, it made me really nervous because I donm a bad kisser, you know?Maybe we should practice with each other.s cheeks get a glow of pink as she actively avoided looking at Brittany in the eyes. Brittany hesitated for a moment before responding, not because she didnt expected Santana to say that. Just a few months before Santana had put an end to their hand holding saying they were . Santana took BrittanyI mean, like, you were just saying its really weird for two girls to do, I don SantanaItbesides, its voice was soft, she was pretty sure Santana was about to get up from where they were still crouched and she didns blue ones and her lips. She had the same look on her face that she usually gets when shes concentrating really hard. Santana closed her eyes and took a breath, getting ready to tell Brittany just to forget it. Before she could open her eyes and speak her lips were met with a gentle, closed mouth kiss.

re about to throw up.s hand was on Brittanyd finished his make-up test. She must have been lost in thought for a good 20 minutes.

m fine, just spacing out, you know how I on, let