~!#%^&*( Glee Breaks )*&^%$#!~

Welcome to the first installment in the side story to my other story, Gleeful Disaster.

IF YOU HAVE NOT READ MY OTHER GLEE STORY DO NOT READ THIS UNTIL YOU HAVE!

Song: My world

By: Avril Lavigne

*~*~*~* Brittany *~*~*~*

Please tell me what is taking place

'Cause I can't seem to find a trace

Guess it must've got erased somehow

Probably 'cause I always forget

Everytime someone tells me their name

It's always gotta be the same in my world

Never wore cover-up

Always beat the boys up

grew up in a 5000 population town

Made my money by cutting grass

Got fired by a fried chicken ass

All in a small town Nappanee

Thanks to Santana I was able to turn on the video camera Mr. Schue had passed out. He'd given one to each of the glee members and told them to document one day of their summer vacation. I'd luckily gotten a baby blue camera. I looked through the screen as I turned on the camera and hit record. It made a beeping sound and blinked red once before it started to record. I smiled brightly and turned it to face me.

"Um, hi everyone who's not here right now. I wanted to get this assignment over with so I decided to do it right away." I smiled and sat up in my computer desk chair. "I'm still in my pajamas since I just woke up so I'm going to be taking this with me through my entire day." I stood up from the chair and backed up so everyone who would be watching this could see my rainbow tank top and light pink pajama bottoms.

"Brittany?" A knock came from my door, my mom walking through it a second later. "It's almost time to go." I nodded at her as she left.

"That was my mom." I told the camera. "Alright, now I've gotta get my cheerios uniform on. I know it sounds weird since school is over for the summer, right? Coach Sylvester always has us go to morning practice for at least another two weeks before we really get to enjoy our vacation." I said, all while getting out my cheerios uniform from my closet. "I'm going to go change now." I said happily before skipping across the hall to the bathroom. When I was changed I went and got the camera and brought it back into the bathroom with me. "Okay, you can all watch me do my hair and make-up now."

You know I always stay up without sleeping

And i think to myself where do I belong forever?

In whose arms the time and place

Can't help it if I space out in a daze

My eyes tune out the other way

I may switch off and go in a daydream

In this head my thoughts are deep

Sometimes I can't even speak

Would someone be and not pretend

I'm off again in my world

I started from the beginning, pulling my hair loosely back from my face, taking out my curling iron to get hot and starting on cover-up, which I barely used since my skin was practically perfect. Then I applied eyeliner and some lips gloss and I was ready to move on.

"See, the trick is, less is more. At least, that's what I was always taught." I said shrugging to the camera on the counter.

I then started on my hair. I take showers at night so my hair was already dried and ready to be tamed. I first attacked it with a regular brush to straighten it out fully. Then I used a comb to pull it all back and gather it onto a pony tail. Before tying it back I used the brush again to make sure I wouldn't have any weird lumps of hair sticking up, then tied it back. Next I took my already heated up curling iron and twisted a piece of my blonde hair around it. Soon I had light curls that bounced against the back of my head when I walked.

"It takes a while to get it done, but I end up looking great so that's what really matters." I said, picking up the camera and taking it down stairs with me. "Next I find something to eat for break fast."

"Oh, hunny, I made you some scrambled eggs." Mom said, bringing over a plate.

"Mom, you know Mrs. Sylvester doesn't want us to eat fattening foods." I told her. I rolled my eyes at the camera, because everyone knew that. "I think I'm just going to have some of her special diet shake." I passed my mom and looked through our fridge for the red sports bottle. "The extra perk to this is that now I can actually keep this down for about half an hour before the vomit inducers start working." I took a swig of the liquids in the bottle. "Alright off to cheerios practice."

I never spend less than and hour

Washing my hair in the shower

It always takes 5 hours to make it striaght

So I'll braid it in a zillion braids

Though it may take all friggin day

There's nothing else better to do anyway

When you're all alone in the land of forever

lay under the milky way

On and on it's getting to late out

I'm not alone this time, this night

The sky was still dark outside when I stepped out the door. I explained about it being three AM and how Coach Sylvester likes us to be kept on our toes, which is why she changes the time practice starts every day. While I drove to practice I turned on the radio and an Avril Lavigne song came on. I declared that I would use that song for the video. Santana was supposed to edit them over the summer so she could add in the song.

"Santana!" I grabbed my camera and got out of the car once I'd spotted my best friend in the whole world. I saw that she also had her camera.

"Hey, Brit!" She said with a wave as we walked towards each other.

"Look, I'm filming you filming me filming you!" I exclaimed excitedly. She gave a little woo and we began walking towards the practice field. The sun had just started to come up and the sky was a pinkish color now. I pointed the camera up towards the sky. "Hey, that cloud looks like a dolphin." I turned the camera back towards me. "Did any of you know that dolphins are just gay sharks? 'Cause Santana didn't know it."

"Alright, Ladies!" I turned the camera towards Coach Sylvester as she came out on the field, dressed in a black jogging suit with green stripes down the side. "In positions!"

"Okay, guys, I'm going to set you on the bleachers with Santana's camera so you can watch us all do our practice." I headed for the bleachers where Santana was already setting her camera and bag. "Oh, hey, Kurt!" I waved lightly as Kurt walked towards us from across the field.

"Ugh. I hate mornings." He grumbled and tossed his bag before jogging over to where everyone else was headed. I shrugged and set the camera down before going to take my position.

Cheerios practice was rough today. Mrs. S spent most of her time just yelling at us and we froze for about ten minuets when we were all in position. Lucky for me I wasn't being lifted today but poor Santana was. Kurt looked like he was about ready to pass out but was afraid to even dare to move since Mrs. S was shouting through her mega-phone. I wasn't sure why they were called mega-phones . You can't ever call anyone on them and they would probably get terrible reception.

"Okay, that was practice and now I'm exhausted. Goody for me though, Kurt, Santana and I all agreed to go out to breakfast so I'm driving there now." I announced, clapping once in excitement before placing both hands on the wheel and telling all about riving safety.

Breakfast was pretty loud and all three of us had our heads down, trying to ignore whatever small children were screaming in the background. Kurt didn't have his camera and he said he was going to film his day later. Finally our food had come. We all ate carefully, all of us not wanting to be the 'fat cheerleader'. Then Santana finally started up a good conversation.

"Let me be the one to break the ice-" I nodded once, reached in my glass of water and handed her an ice cube. "It was an expression, Brit!" She cried, tossing the frozen form of water down into her napkin.

Can't help it if I space out in a daze

My eyes tune out the other way

I may switch off and go in a daydream

In this head my thoughts are deep

Sometimes I can't even speak

Would someone be and not pretend

I'm off again in my world

"Anyways, go on…" Kurt drawled out, looking at me like I'd gone crazy.

"So you and Hudson, huh?" Kurt blinked and his eyes widened.

"Aw! You look like a puppy when you make that face!" I patted his hand gently. Santana shushed me.

"Okay, Finn's like the only guy we haven't made out with yet but that was because he's such a goody two shoes. So, tell us, is he a good kisser." Kurt sort of sputtered something to himself and looked down, cheeks flaming red. Santana smirked. "I'll take that as a yes." We then went on to talk about how crazy Mrs. Sylvester was for wanting us to be there at nine PM tomorrow night.

Take some time out, mellow out

Party it up, don't fall down

DOn't get caught, sneak out of the house

"Okay, guys' I'm going home now to see what the rest of the day has to offer." I sad lowly. "Kayla, the girl on the cheerios with the sandy brown hair, she said the there are little people that live in the cameras that watch you. Hi little people!" I waved into the camera and started the car to go home.

Can't help it if I space out in a daze

My eyes tune out the other way

I may switch off and go in a daydream

In this head my thoughts are deep

Sometimes I can't even speak

Would someone be and not pretend

I'm off again in my world

"Oh! Guess what I just found!" I said excitedly while looking through the cabinets of my kitchen. "Cupcake mix!" I should do a 'how to make cupcakes' special for you guys!" I began moving around the kitchen and pulling out what the pictures in the instructions said I'd need to make them. I put the camera down where the whole kitchen could be seen, kind of like on a food network show. I picked up the box and looked it over. "Mom!" I called out. "Can you come help me make these cupcakes? They're too confusing to understand." She came down and I had to explain what I wanted her help with again because parents were obviously hard of hearing.

"In other words you want me to do everything." I blinked at her innocently.

"No, I'll stand here and hold things, like the girl who stands by the board on the show Wheel of Fortune." She sighed and rubbed the sides of her head. "It's not my fault everything's not in pictures." She nodded and began directing while I narrated what she was doing and held things up to show everyone.

"Alright, I'll let you frost them yourself." She said when we took the pan out of the oven. She handed me the frosting and I smiled.

"Okay, You've gotta put a lot of frosting on it to make them good. Then take sprinkles," I held the sprinkles up and showed them off. "and make any design you want." I worked for a few minuets on my design. "See?" I held up one of the cupcakes. "A star. Rachel you like stars right? This one can be for you!"

After I was finished with the cupcakes I decided to watch TV and lounge around for a little while. Soon I discovered that nothing else exciting was going to happen in my day so I decided to end it there. I took the camera and set it up in the living room so everyone could see me again. I faced the camera and smiled.

"Now you've been on your day with me. I hope you had as much fun as did because I never usually get to make cupcakes and now I had an excuse. Thanks, Mr. Schue for the fun assignment. My song for the day is the Avril Lavigne song My World because it was the first song I heard today and that represented my day. Alrighty, bye!" I waved and made a heart with my hand before switching the camera off.

Can't help it if I space out in a daze

My eyes tune out the other way

I may switch off and go in a daydream

In this head my thoughts are deep

Sometimes I can't even speak

Would someone be and not pretend

I'm off again in my world

A/N:

So that was your day with Brittany. Yep, Coach Sylvester is mean for making them all get up that early.

Tell me what you thought in review. I think I'll be updating every Saturday until glee starts up again. I know, that's a lot of time and so little characters. I haven't quite figured that one out just yet. Maybe I'll do one every two weeks or something. I don't know. REVIEW and SEND LOVE for Brittany's special-ness!