Quinn: (sees Santana approaching) hey
Santana: hey Q
Quinn: so u seen any one?
Santana: well...
Quinn: well what?
Santana: there is this one girl she's called Brittany
Quinn: on the cherrios?
Santana: yeah how do you know her?
Quinn: I met her during tryouts
Santana: cool did you like her?
Quinn: yeah she was really nice just a little bit...
Santana: a little bit what? (Feels herself getting angrier)
Quinn: it doesn't matter
Santana: no I'd like to know (raises her voice)
Quinn: well just a bit stupid
Santana: (pushes Quinn into the lockers) hope dare you, you only met her once!
( people start forming a circle around them)
Quinn: so did you (pushes back and slams her to the floor)
Santana: (trys to fight back)
Quinn: (punches her in the eye)
Mr shue: (trys to push through the crowd)
Quinn:(keeps punching)
Santana:stop (whispers and starts to black out)
Mr shue: (pulls Quinn off Santana and kneels down) Santana! Santana!
(Everyone gasps)
Quinn: (starts to look worried) is she ok
Mr shue: I don't know call an ambulance
(Bell rings)
Brittany: (sees crowds and hears Santana's name being shouted starts pushing)
Quinn: (calls 911)
Brittany:(sees Santana and kneels down) Santana!
Santana: (catches breath and whispers) Brittany?
Brittany: it's ok I'm here
1 hour later
(Doctor comes out)
Brittany: (stands up quickly) is she ok
Doctor: yeah except from a few bruises and a sprained ankle she must have landed in a funny position when she fell over
Quinn: can I see her
Doctor: sure
Quinn: (enters room) Santana I'm sorry I shouldn't have punched you so hard I was angry and... I'm so sorry
Santana: it's ok don't worry I pushed you first anyway I'm sorry to things just got out of hand (sits up slowly and holds out her arms) come on
Quinn: (hugs)
Brittany: (runs over) San are you ok!
Santana: (smiles) yeah I'm fine but I guess we won't exactly be hanging out tonight
Brittany:(giggles) out I could just stay here
Santana: actually my mom's coming to take me home, the doctors calling her now
Brittany: well tell your mom I'm coming I want to look after you
Santana: are you sure I only just met you
Brittany: well it feels like I've known you for years (blushes a bit )
Santana: yeah me to thanks
Quinn: well I'll leave you two lovebirds
Santana: Quinn I am going to kill you!
Brittany: (blushes)
Quinn: (leaves)
Santana: sorry Quinn only said that because I'm gay she's annoying
Brittany: oh are you
Santana: yeah do you have a problem
Brittany: no of course not, it's just that So am I
Santana: cool (smiles)
Brittany: (blushes)
Santana: seen any girls you like yet
Brittany: yeah there is one
Santana: (wolf whistles) what's her name
Brittany: I like y-
Santana's mom: Santana!
Brittany: (heart sinks) hi I'm Brittany
Santana's mom: hi I'm Santana's mom nice to meet you
Santana: can she come round
Santana's mom: sure but are you two dating
Santana: (blushes) mom no!
Brittany: ( looks at her shoes trying not to look sad)
Brittany's POV
when Santana's mom asked I wanted to say yes, well at least she's gay
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Brittana-Nervous
Short Storyabout the journey through Brittana but another story, hope you like it