Bleep bleep.
Another text from Santana? What did she wan't?
Artie pulled away from my lips.
"Aren't you gonna' check that?" He asked.
"Who cares?" I breathed, and pulled him towards me again.
Dad called up the stairs that high school musical what starting and Artie said he had to go. It was such a coincidence!
So dad and I were watching it when my phone did the whole "Bleep" thing again. The texts were from Santana:
Hey, come to mine? xx
And:
Wtf? Thanks for not texting me back? :/
So I replied:
Sorry, i was makeeng owt with Artie.
and she replied:
Ew, I don't need the deets :S Well, come over now then bitch ;) xx
I didn't really want to, but when Santana says go, you kinda have to go. Cause, well, she's my friend. I think.
I tapped our secret knock on her window and she peeked through before opening them and letting me in.
"Took you long enough," She said as i climbed through into her purple room.
"Yeah, wanted to catch the end of a movie i was watching," i said, brushing off and kicking off my shoes.
"I've done some thinking," She said, as i sat on her bed opening her laptop.
"Yeah?"
She slapped down the laptop and slid it of me onto the floor and got on top of me.
"What are you doing?"
She pinned me down and touched my lips with hers. She look in my face for a reaction but i was too shocked to reply so she did once again, only holding on and locking me to her.
"Get off me!" I snapped pushing her off me.
"What?" She asked, "It's only fun."
"It's always only fun, Santana. As soon as I'm happy with someone else, you want 'Fun'" I snapped, getting up and stomping out of her room.
I stomped on down the hall.
"Oh, hello, Brittany, dear!" Santana's mom said politely as i stomped past the sitting room.
I paused a snapped, "Nice to see you too!"
"Tell Dad i said hi!" She smiled.
"I will!" I snapped and stomped off out the door and all the way home.
I slammed my door shut and fell into bed. I didn't sleep though. I was too busy wondering what I was going to do. Santana or Artie. I liked Artie a lot. A lot more than Santana, but she has this way of getting into my head. Makes me think, and I'm not so good at that.
Eventually i got to sleep. It wasn't a good one though. I tossed and turned the whole night and woke every half hour with nightmares of Santana pushing me off a cliff and Artie, not being able to walk and all, would just have to sit there. That's the worst bit cause he'd feel so bad.
The next day at school i run to him and collapse on top of him in the middle of the football team's changing rooms.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong," He asks soothingly, brushing the hair out of my eyes as i apologize repeatedly.
"I kissed Santana, well she kissed me and i had a bad dream and i-" I broke off and started sobbing like a kid.
"Hey, it's okay, Brittany, it's fine. I promise," He said, and i got myself together.
But i still didn't let go of him. Or get off of him. I decided he wouldn't mind cause he probably couldn't feel me, could he?
"Wow-ho!" Puck sniggered as the rest of the football team came in to change for practice.
"Get a room!" Yelled another, jokingly.
"What are you doing here, Brittany?" Coach Beiste demanded.
"I-" I began.
"I didn't want an explanation, get out of here!"
I got up and left, before Beiste could, like, smack me over the head or something.
At glee club Santana kept looking at me and winking and licking her lips and stuff. Everytime she did i just turned away and held Artie's hand tighter, making it as obvious as possible that we were together.
"Okay, guys, Brittany, Santana, Rachel, you're up," Mr Scheu. said.
I wan't listening really, so i didn't have an idea, but after the intro i recognized the song and sang along not really getting into it. We ended the song with a final dance move. I didn't recognize that one either so i just tried to go along with it. But Santana had her own ideas. She decided to put her own spin on it by grabbing hold of my hand and spinning me into her arm and Rachel into her other. It looked great I'm sure, but the intensity of that move between her and I was too much so i let go and sat down immediately.
She looked pleased with herself and returned to her seat.
Rachel didn't have a clue. She just grinned and sat down.
"Hey a bunch of us are going out for smoothies, are you coming?" Finn asked Artie and I as i was wheeling him out of class.
"Can't, i have to study for a calculus test," Artie said.
"Yeah, erm, same," I said.
They looked at me weird so i just shrugged.
I continued wheeling him out till we were in the parking lot. We were waiting for his mom when he finally asked what was wrong.
"Nothing" I said.
And i continued to say it, but i can't lie to Artie. So i told him about how Santana kept trying to get me back.
"Well she won't get you," Artie assured me, "Cause you're mine!" He laughed.
I felt a weight lift from my shoulders.
"I'll never break your heart Artie, I promise," I said and i bent down and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
I guess it didn't mean i would ever get over my feelings for santana, but first and foremost, we're friends.
So I did what i thought i needed to do. After Artie's mom picked him up i went to Santana's house to make things up with her again. I did our secret knock and didn't get a reply. I heard murmering. I knocked harder.
I assumed that she was sleeping so i decided i'd go in through the front door and wake her up myself. I knocked and her mom answered.
"Hey, Ms. Lopez," I said.
"Hey Brittany, It's great to see you! Come on in, Santana's in her room," She said, letting me past.
I didn't knock on her door because if she couldn't hear me knocking on her window she probably wouldn't have heard me knocking on her door so i just went through.
Big mistake.
Santana and Mike Chang were entwined on her bed, kissing. Tina would not be happy about this...
But, hey, at least she was over her desire to have fun with me now!
