Hey guys, this is my new fanfiction. I'd really appreciate reviews as I have no idea what people want to read and I lose my motivation very quickly without them. So please do review and I hope you enjoy the story!

Brittany was a dancer and was studying photography at college. She spent a lot of her time studying for tests but occasionally she would just let loose and dance, usually in her dorm. She also took delight in taking photographs on anything that she could, whether it be a person or an animal, she really loved to do it.

Brittany wasn't the smartest of people and she herself knew that, but she predominated in topics which allowed her to express her creativity. She couldn't tell you what a right angled triangle is, but she could tell you about people. Brittany had been popular with people her whole life and she took great pleasure in analysing them and getting to know them, figuring out their stories. She thought of herself as a friendly person and figured that it was that about her that made people like her. Occasionally she would receive odd looks when she began to talk about Unicorns and their history but she shook it off. If what she said had made them laugh, then that's even better. She loved to make people laugh, it made her smile.

She had made her way through high school and now was at college. She had many friends here, but she roomed alone. She'd always been confused as to why that was actually, but she didn't really mind. It gave her the chance to do things that she wouldn't be able to do if someone else was around, like cooking in her underwear. Her best friends Rachel and Quinn lived a couple of doors down, they lived together and were really close, always urging Brittany to go see them if she ever felt lonely.

However, Brittany had been informed that she was expecting a new roommate that day, so she figured that she wouldn't be as lonely anymore. Brittany couldn't shake the feeling the funny feeling residing in her stomach though; it was an odd combination of both anticipation and , it would be a nice change, but she didn't know who or what to expect.

She was sat on the sofa, wringing her hands nervously when she heard someone banging on the door. She jumped up and her heart began to beat quicker. 'Oh my god' she whispered, shocked and began walking towards the door, almost hesitantly. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Stood there was a Latina woman with raven black hair, brown eyes and flawlessly smooth olive skin. She had large plump lips and a soft crease in her brow. Her hair was flowing past her shoulders and Brittany couldn't help but look at her in slight amazement. She was carrying a huge box in her hands and interrupted Brittany from her thoughts by clearing her throat impatiently.

'Are you going to just stand there staring or help me?' She snapped harshly, pushing the box into Brittany's own hands.

'S-sorry.' Brittany muttered dorkily, taking the box and standing against the door, holding it open for the Latina to get past. When the girl passed her, she couldn't help but avert her eyes to the girls' backside, she licked her lips at the sight. This girl was attractive, incredibly attractive. She shut the door behind her and followed her into the living room. She placed the box down and was about to greet her...

'So you're my new roommate huh?' The girl frowned, eyeing Brittany up and down. Her frown seemed almost sad. Brittany was confused.

Brittany jumped forward and extended her hand towards her. 'Hi! I'm Brittany and we're going to be rooming from now on!' She smiled happily.

The girl glared at her judgementally and her eyes fell to Brittany's extended hand. She began to laugh loudly. 'Oh, this is going to be so much fun. I'm rooming with a dumb blonde who probably doesn't know the difference between left and right.'

Brittany felt embarrassment tinge her cheeks as she inwardly winced at the girl's words. 'I was only trying to be nice, you don't have to be so mean.' She mumbled, hurt.

The girl feigned sympathy and brought a hand to her heart. 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Goldilocks. Did I upset you?' the girl laughed loudly. 'Show me to my room and after that, don't bother me at all.'

Brittany nodded dumbly and walked past her, leading her to her room. She opened the door for her and then walked back to the living room. She sat down and replayed the events that had just occurred and allowed feelings of anger and hurt set in. How could the girl be so rude? She hadn't done anything wrong. She'd been really friendly and helpful, just like her mom always told her to and the girl had just thrown it back in her face. What the hell. Brittany huffed angrily and crossed her arms, laying further back into the couch. However, despite the way the girl had treated her, she still found her so intriguing and striking. There was something about her; she couldn't put her finger on it. Not yet anyway, she had to find out more about her first. It was then that Brittany realised that she didn't even know the girl's name. She figured that it would be something sexy and erotic, just like her. Brittany shook her head to dismiss her thoughts and decided to watch a movie to cheer her up. She considered asking the girl to watch it with her, but didn't want to sound like a creeper. She then noticed that the girl had left the boxes in the living room. She picked them up, hearing glass clink inside. She frowned confusingly, must be before walking to the girl's room. She knocked hesitantly and waited for a response.

She heard the girl sigh loudly on the over side of the room. 'I thought I told you to leave me alone?'

Brittany frowned but replied anyway. 'Yeah, I know, but I thought you'd want your things. You left them in the living room.'

The girl opened the door quickly and held it open for Brittany to walk through and put the boxes down. Brittany noticed that nothing had changed in there, except the sheets of the double bed were slightly crumpled. The girl must have just been laid here doing nothing.

'Can you leave now?' The girl's voice interrupted impatiently.

Brittany turned to look at her and examined her features once again. This girl really was beautiful.

'I'm about to watch a movie, want to watch it with me?' She smiled softly at her.

Santana looked confused and had a slight crease in her brow. 'You want to watch a movie with me? You don't even know my name.'

Brittany frowned. 'Well, what does it matter? It's only a movie.' She muttered, also confused.

'What kind of movie?' The girl further questions, quirking an eyebrow.

Brittany smiled wide because the girl was considering it. 'I was thinking a Disney movie!'

The girl's eyes widened and she shook her head. 'It's either a horror movie or no movie at all. And it better be a fucking good one, I'm not dealing with all of that killer in the house shit.'

Brittany nodded. 'Okay, how about something like Saw?'

The girl smirked. 'Very good choice, go put it on. I'll be in there soon.'

Brittany smiled wide and was just out of the room.

'Oh and Brittany? My name is Santana. Santana Lopez. So I guess we're not strangers anymore.' Santana husked, closing the door behind her.

II

Brittany was waiting for Santana to come out of her room. She'd been in there for ten minutes, what was she doing? The movie was on the opening menu and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't scared of horror movies. She was terrified of them. And right now, the constant 'I wanna play a game' being repeated was really scaring her, so she'd really appreciate it if Santana would hurry up. Luckily enough, Santana came into the living room, in shorts and a t-shirt. She'd tied her hair up into a loose bun and had removed all of her makeup. She looked even more beautiful than before and Brittany couldn't help but stare at her.

Santana eyed Brittany sideways curiously and smirked at her. 'Press play, Brittany.'

Brittany loved the way Santana said her name, it seemed to flow off of her tongue. She pressed play on the remote before getting up to switch off the lights. Santana seemed to get comfortable on the couch, some distance between the two of them. A blanket was folded and laid in the middle of the couch.

The movie began to play and Brittany had to keep inwardly reminding herself to remain calm. Santana must have noticed her struggle because she turned to her.

'You okay there?' She laughed nonchalantly.

'Y-yeah. I'll be fine.' Brittany stuttered, waving her hand in dismissal.

Santana smirked at Brittany's attitude. 'Okay...' she chuckled.

Brittany and Santana both returned their attention to the movie and watched for a while, occasionally glancing at each other when the other wasn't looking. The movie showed the scene of the jigsaw puppet and Brittany jumped, squealing.

Santana laughed loudly, covering her mouth. Brittany glared at her.

'What?' Santana laughed. 'You have to admit, that was funny.'

Brittany's glare turned more intense. 'No it isn't. How am I supposed to sleep tonight when that puppet could be in my closet? Even though I came out of it years ago...'

Santana raised an eyebrow at her curiously. 'Wait, are you a lesbian?'

Brittany giggled softly and Santana felt a smile pull slightly at her lips. 'No...' She laughed. 'I'm a bi-corn.' She said seriously.

Santana smirked, catching on. 'Oh, I see...' She said, her eyes running up and down Brittany's body.

Brittany smiled. 'Are you a lesbian, Santana?'

Santana smirked wider. 'I am.'

Brittany smiled. 'Awesome.' Before turning her attention back to the movie.

III

The movie had ended and now it was 9:30pm. Brittany wanted to watch a happier movie to get those horrific images off body parts out of her head, but she was hungry.

'Wanna order take out?' Brittany asked, her stomach rumbling as she spoke.

'Yeah, sure.' Santana shrugged. 'Chinese?'

Brittany nodded and smiled. 'I'll just order what's good.' She got up and called the takeout before grabbing plates and glasses from the kitchen, placing them on the table. They waited in a comfortable silence for their food and when it arrived, Brittany placed the bag on the table along with a bottle of wine.

Santana quirked an eyebrow. 'Wine? Don't you have anything stronger?'

Brittany shrugged. 'I haven't seen Puck in a while. He usually gets it all for me. I'll ask him for next time.'

Santana simply nodded and began to dish the food out onto her plate as Brittany poured both of them a glass of wine.

'How about another movie? We can talk and eat whilst we watch?' Brittany asked softly.

Santana simply shrugged and took a swig from her glass.

Brittany grinned and put in her favourite Disney movie, hoping the alcohol would distract Santana from the fact that it wasn't a horror movie.

She sat next to Santana and began to dish her own food up too. She was taking a swig of wine when the opening credits to Beauty and the beast came on. She waited for Santana's reaction and was amazed when there wasn't one. She looked up at Santana and saw a small smile on her face. It was only small, but it was there and Brittany couldn't believe it.

'I'm not watching this for you, Blondie. So don't get excited.' Santana deadpanned.

Brittany frowned. 'Oh, okay.' She shrugged. She reached for her wine and took a huge gulp before beginning to eat her food.

They finished their food and topped up their wine. The movie a quarter of the way through. Brittany wanted to get more comfortable, so snuggled further into the couch and pulled the blanket over herself as she sat with her legs crossed. She looked at Santana, who was swirling the wine around in her glass, her eyes fixated on the movement.

'Santana?' Brittany whispered.

'What?' Santana replied.

'Wanna get under the blanket with me?' Brittany smiled softly.

Santana frowned deeply. 'Why are you being nice to me? Are you trying to fuck with me?'

Brittany's eyes widened in surprise. She wasn't expecting that.

'N-No! I-'

Santana interrupted her. 'Forget this; you're dumber than I thought.' She said standing up. 'I've been fucking awful to you since I got here and you're being nice?' She snapped angrily.

Brittany looked up at her and saw her clenching her fists. She was angry.

'I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you. I thought we were getting along well.' She frowned sadly in response.

Brittany saw a hint of sadness flash across Santana's eyes but it was soon replaced with anger again.

'You know what? Screw you.' She snapped as she entered her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Brittany sat there, incredibly confused and as much as she tried to figure her out, she couldn't. They were starting to make a bit of progress, what had she done wrong? She felt hurt. Hurt that she'd tried to get along with her and be nice to her.

It was official, Santana Lopez was the most confusing person on this planet.