She Sat On The Bleachers

Chapter 2

Santana's POV:

Lunch time rolled around fast, I was sitting in the cafeteria talking with Rachel when we heard a chant coming from the hallway. Rachel and I looked at each other confused and got up to see what all the commotion was about. As we neared the chanting we could make out they were shouting 'Fight, fight' All I could see were students trying to get a better view of, what looked like two girls in the middle of the crowd.

"Stupid Slut" One of the two girls yelled. It sounded like Bree?

Rachel pushed through the crowd, me right behind her. We weren't at the front but we could now see what was happening. My breathing quickened, and my eyes hardened. There was Bree standing-pointing a finger at Brittany while Brittany was picking up her bag from the floor.

"You should really watch where you're going, You could have been hurt" Bree fake gasped and pushed Brittany forcefully against the lockers. Brittany pushed back which made Bree stumble backwards.

"Oh no blondie bitch didn't!" Bree snarled as she approached Brittany, they were both now face to face staring each other down. It looks like Bree is nothing without the rest of her group.

"Kiss" A teenaged Boy yelled.

"Punch her" Another yelled.

"Brittany!" A girl yelled, who turned out to be Quinn who had run into the circle. While Brittany was distracted looking at Quinn. Bree took this opportunity to slap Brittany across the face.

What happens now is in slow motion, While Brittany is cupping her face, and while Quinn is running to her side, I'm pushing a few guys out of the way and pouncing on top of Bree, Literally. I smash into her and press her up against the lockers. At this point my left fist is raised and my right arm is pressing against her chest, I can feel her heart beat racing from the impact.

"Touch her again and Iz Willz Endz you" I whisper so only she can hear, The rest of the crowd is cheering and hollering.

"You can't protect her all the time" She smirks smugly. My fist makes contact with her face.

"Bitch" She screeches as I release her from my hold, she stays leaned on the lockers holding her face.

"What is going on?!" A firm voice bellows down the hall. Just then students everywhere start to scatter, I'm still glaring at Bree who is now being dragged away, that I don't hear Rachel calling me. However I come back to my senses when a sweet voice calls me.

"Santana" I glance round to Brittany coming towards me, A faint red mark on her cheek "We got to go before we get in trouble" She said, taking a hold of my wrist and dragging me to follow Rachel and Quinn down the hallway. Her hand was warm, smooth and literally sent shock waves through my arm making my eyes light up.

The four of us found an empty classroom, Brittany dropped my wrist as we entered, The light in my eyes had dimmed without her touch.

"What the hell was that Brittany?" Quinn angrily questioned.

"Not right now Quinn" Brittany sighed.

"I told you to wait for me, this is what happens when you go off by yourself, you know what happened last ti-" Quinn was cut off.

"You aren't my mother Quinn, I can do what I want" She groaned.

"But I am your Girl-" She was cut off once again but my heart still sunk at what she was about to say.

"Quinn, I know you're worried about-" She side eyed Rachel and I before she gave Quinn a meaningful look then continuing "-But let it go it was 8 months ago" She rolled her eyes.