SECOND CHANCES (Brittana Fanfic)

Tell Me The Truth

(Santana's Pov)

After Shay and I's conversation, Brittany has been really funny lately. It's like she doesn't want to be alone around me. She never keeps eye contact and she just acts all over, a nervous wreck. Sunday morning she left along with shane and I didn't see them all that day. I kicked everyone else out as soon as I got back inside from our talk.

It's now Monday and I'm in so much pain, that I have to walk alot slower to not acknolowedge it. I'm in all black today. Black skinny jeans, black shirt with black leather jacket with a hood. I also got on black shades and a deep enough hood to hide my face.

"Santana, what's up. What are we going to do today" David says and I sigh.

"I got that already taken care of" I say and they frown as we walk to first period. I see Brittany and the gang all frown at my attire and I choose to sit on the other side of the class today.

"Ms. Lopez, that's not school attire. Take off your hoodie and glasses" she says and I sigh.

"Ms. Lopez" she says again and I look up at her.

"Why would I do that, if we're leaving" I say innocently while she frowns until the whole building shakes and everyone panics. I smirk as I get called down to the office.

"Santana this is getting out of hand, don't you think" Mr. Figgins says annoyed and I smile at his demeanor.

"Expell me and it will all stop" I say and he sighs.

"As much as I would love to do that, you know I can't" he says and i glare at him.

"I'll double whatever they're paying to keep me in this school" I growl and he laughs.

"Santana, it's not money there using to persuade me" he says and I look sorry for him.

I walk out of the office to see all of the gang there, plus David and Jessie. Quinn looks like a pissed off mother and I sigh.

"You blew up the boys and girls bathrooms on the second level. What the hell Santana, why" she says and I smirk.

"Well, becuase we need new toilets, I put a special homemade bomb in each toilet in the boys and girls bathroom on the second level and all I can say is your welcome" I say and pull Dave and Jessie with me.

"Santana come here" I hear and stop in my tracks. I turn on my feet and walk over to Brittany as I hear whipped noises and glare. She takes my hand and pulls me to a empty classroom. I sit on a desk hissing alittle and she walks in between my legs. She gets so close I try to back up but she holds onto my waist. I look down and I can feel her looking at me. She's always looking at me, with this look.

"Staring is your favorite thing to do, huh" I ask and she smiles.

"Well only at that beautiful something. Doesn't come around as much anymore. I got to see it while I can" she says and I frown.

"I'm around all the time" I say and she smiles sadly.

"No your not. Your here, yes but the real Santana isn't. The vulnerable, hurting, goofy, insecure, beautiful you. She's not around much and I like her alot. Some would say, I love her" she says so close to me and I just watch her lips.

"The Santana I seen just a minute ago is not you. Mean, Rude, Bully, it's not you" she says and I laugh.

"How are you so sure" I say and she bites her lip while leaning her head on my forehead.

"I've seen the real Santana and she is to die for" she says and pulls my hoodie back slowly. She frowns and pulls off my glasses and her vision gets blurred.