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Brittany arrived at the second session which was dance a little early hoping that she could try and talk with Santana before it started. Unfortunately Santana did not arrive until right before the session started. This session was the easiest for Brittany because dancing was her forte. Santana was pretty excited for this session too because dancing made her let loose, almost as loose as when she sings.

As the session went on Santana and the rest of the class were mesmerized at how well Brittany moved. Santana secretly thought that she should be the one teaching the class. The two and a half hour session went pretty quick with Brittany in the class. Once the class was finished Santana went to grab her things and Brittany approached her.

"That was fun!"

Santana was not one for complimenting people but after Brittany's performance in the class it just spilled out of her mouth.

"You're a really good dancer," she said awkwardly.

Brittany was floored; she could not believe her ears.

"Why, thank you," she replied stunned. Santana heard the shock in her voice and gave a small smile.

They started to head towards the door.

"You aren't too bad yourself."

"Thanks."

"I'm a little nervous for fitness. Are you?"

"No." Santana was not lying, these work outs seemed like warm ups compared to Coach Sylvester's work outs.

"Are you getting dinner later?" asked the blond trying to keep the conversation going.

"Yes."

'And we are back to the one word answers,' thought Brittany.

Santana was super hungry due to skipping lunch. She needed time to herself, time to think. Not too much thinking was done though. Instead she called Quinn to ask her what she thinks about the entire 'fraternizing with the enemy' act that could be possibly going on.

"So she said she was intrigued with you?"

"Yeah, it was really weird."

"That is strange; I mean the Ravens aren't even that good so I don't think they would be out to get you. They never tried any of that with me."

"That's what I thought, maybe her efforts are genuine."

"Did you just say genuine?" Quinn said laughing. Santana soon joined the laughter.

"Ahhh! I did! What's going on with me?"

"I miss this side of you Santana."

There was a silence before Quinn continued.

"I would say that there is nothing really suspicious going on but if it ends up that I'm wrong let me know! I will come and kick their asses, for two reasons. Reason 1, trying to mess with you. And reason 2, proving me wrong.

The two girls laughed together for a moment.

"Well Q, thanks."

"No problem S. And Santana?" said Quinn, her tone turning serious.

"Yeah?"

"I know it's hard for you not having anyone there. I mean, God knows you don't want to hang out with any of the Cheerio bitches. And I just want to let you know that I'm sorry I can't be there with you."

"Thanks Q, I'll be ok. You know that I can handle myself."

"I know you can, I just want you to know that I wish I could be there with you."

"I wish you could be here too. I will text ya later, alright?"

"Sounds good! Stay strong, S."

"Always."

The girls continued in the direction where the fitness session was going to take place. It only lasted about an hour. It was considered an hour of hell to most people but obviously not to the Cheerios.

"So do you think maybe after dinner you would want to hang out in the lounge or something?" asked the blond.

As much as Santana did not mind the blond she was not sure she wanted to spend time with her outside of the sessions.

"Well, I actually kind of do my own thing later, so I can't."

Brittany was expecting the rejection so she tried to brush it off but the rejection stung her in a way she could not expect.

"Ok, no problem. See you tomorrow?"

Santana nodded before her and Brittany parted ways and headed in the direction of their squads.

Just as Santana expected the fitness session was a breeze and she would definitely be up for another run after dinner. While she was at dinner she sat in silence enjoying each bite fill up her empty stomach. The Cheerios were chatting about their sessions and the people they met in their groups. One of the Cheerios grabbed Santana's attention by asking her if she met anyone. Some of the Cheerios snickered at the question and the thought of Santana meeting anyone and being nice. Santana just looked at the girl and tilted her head, which confused the Cheerios.

'Who?' some of the girls mouthed to each other. Their question seemed to be answered when Brittany walked by the table.

"Hi Santana!" exclaimed the blond.

Santana met the blonds' eyes and nodded at her. Which was good enough for Brittany, she was happy at the fact she was even acknowledged.

"Soooo…Brittany, eh?" said one of the Cheerios smugly.

Santana glared at her and that was the end of that.

As Brittany sat down at her table she knew the questions were going to come flooding in. So she decided to speak before any questions could be asked.

"The only progress that has been made was she is answering my questions now."

"Good, good," said Kate, "I saw that she acknowledged you over there. This could be easier than I thought."

"I don't know about that. I mean all that I have learned is that she can say 'yes' and 'no'. Oh and she can nod when she is addressed."

Some of the Ravens laughed at that remark, Kate however did not.

"Well, as I said earlier today, we still got time."

Time they had Brittany agreed and she was happy about it. She sat at dinner thinking about her day with Santana, smiling lightly. Her smile seemed to get wider when she thought of when Santana complimented her. That little piece of information she decided to keep to herself.

Santana's run was very peaceful and relaxing. Her favorite part of it was when she stopped at the bench she found the previous day and started to sing. Overall, Santana had an enjoyable day and she could not help herself from thinking that Brittany may have had a lot to do with that. Santana may have not have been the nicest or the most talkative but it felt nice to have someone talk to her without making her feel like she was intimidating them. Brittany treated her like she was normal; she did not seem to be careful around Santana. The Latina tried to push these thoughts out of her head, reminding herself she has only spent a few hours with the blond. But Brittany seemed oddly enough interested in her, wanting to hang out with her and getting to know her better. All of these thoughts made Santana's head race so she decided to just belt out another song in the middle of the woods.

Later in the night Brittany was in the longue avoiding Kate because she knew if she hung around the cabin long enough she would force her to go to the Cheerio's cabin. She was flipping through a magazine when her attention was caught by the Latina who was purchasing a drink from the vending machine. Santana's hair was wet and in a pony tail and she was dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants. The girl bought a Sobe drink and turned around and her eyes fell on the blond. Santana gave a lame wave and which Brittany returned with a warm smile. As Brittany watched Santana leave she thought about going after her. Kate would be happy about the extra interaction with Santana but she decided against it. 'What Kate doesn't know, won't upset her,' thought Brittany before she returned to reading her magazine.

That night as Brittany lay in bed she thought silently about the repercussions of Kate's plan. Even though she knew next to nothing about Santana, she had a gut feeling that this would somehow end badly. After spending one day with her she had no proof that Santana was a good person or anything but she did know that Santana's beautiful, bitch face was masking much more. Also, Brittany believed that no one deserved to be humiliated for no reason at all. She was getting sick of the act she had to put on when she was around the Ravens. She was sure that Santana felt the same thing around the Cheerios. But she enjoyed performing and if acting like a bitch meant staying on the Ravens then she was going to do what she needed to do.