For the next few weeks not much happened. Britt was in the School Smart Team or whatever it was called. The Brainiacs I think? We had a 'Night of Neglect'. We all sung songs by 'neglected artists' and Miss Holiday and Mr Schue got together.
A week after mine and Britt's incident, let's call it, an old friend showed up, Sunshine Corazon. Berry didn't want her there but well no one really cares about her so well yeah. Sunshine sang All By Myself. -.- Of course. The one song that described exactly how I felt. I never took my eyes off Britt throughout the song.
Britt's POV
I feel sorry for Santana. I mean yeah, she's beautiful, smart, funny and like the nicest/meanest person I had ever met. And I do love her. But I do love Artie. I'm just here like enjoying life and she's going through hell everyday. I can't look at her because I'm scared to see her sad face. I know she acts hard but she isn't.
*Benefit night*
Santana -
I had just walked in when I saw, well heard Lady Hummel and Blaine. Talking to Karofsky?
"I was pumping iron in the gym and one of the guys told me you two were here spreading your fairy dust all over the place" Dave said
"Will you just give it up?" Blaine said
I decided to emerge and sort this out.
"Live whatever lie you want but don't pretend the three of us don't know what's going on" Blaine carried on. What lie??
"You don't know squat, butt boy" Good one Dave. -.- Then it started string pushy-shovey.
"Hey, guys, no, stop it" I pushed Blaine away from Karofsky
"Real brave with your but you're a coward when it comes to the truth" And lady Hummel finally speaks
"Truth about what?" I asked
"None of your business J.Lo," Stuffs about to go down.
The flashback of my recent slushee attack came to me. "First of all, anything you do became my business when you decided to toss that slushee up in my grill"
"I think I can take a couple queers and a girl" Dave commented.
I laughed at his attempt to act hard. "Okay. See, here's what's gonna go down. Two choices. You stay her and I crack one of your nuts, left or right -that's your choice- or you walk away and lie to be a douche bag another day. And also I have razor blades hidden in my hair. Mmhmm tons all up in there"
Kurt and Blaine thanked me before my boob buzzed. Ah crap. Twitter alert.
"Ah crap"
Sunshine wasn't coming. Rachel was fuming. So was everyone. We had to carry on. Tons was up first. She came back crying. For gods sake. Mike was next. He was really good he danced to this sick song. Mercedes was next. Where was she? Holly went dealing with the heckling club whilst everyone else looked for Mercedes. What a drama queen like Jesus Christ.
I stayed exactly where I was. I didn't go with Holly. I didn't go with everyone else. I stayed and thought about Brittt. Her hair. Her eyes. Her smile. The way her ass went went she walked. The way she sang. The way she danced. Her voice. Her eyes. God her eyes. I could look into them all day.
We found Mercedes. Holly was on now. She sang Turning Tables by Adele. Another song that reminded me of Britt. I need to not think of her. Right other things, Music. I started singing Landslide in my head.
Mercedes finally decided to come and sing and so we all went out and watched her. I sat as for away as I could from Brittany.
All I needed to do was go home and sleep evaluate thy was the only time I didn't feel like I was being ripped apart.
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YO GUYS. SUP. WELL BASICALLY GONNA DO A CHAPTER PER EPISODE SO I WILL USUALLY DO LIKE ONE IN THE MORMING ONE AT NIGHT SO YEAH. UM I'LL ONLY BE DOING THIS FOR A FEW DAYS BEFORE I GO AWAY FOR TWO WEEKS AND IM SO SORRY GUYS BUT THATS JUST HOW IT IS. ANYWAY. LOVE YOU GUYS. HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT X
-J
