i hate u i love u (brittana)

get the fuck out

Santanas POV

I sigh to myself as I sit down and take a seat, as all I eyes slowly begin to glance away from Quinn and I. They were staring at us like we were some sort of animals in a zoo, and they were the intrigued children. I began looking at everyone in the club, I never really acknowledged who was in it, since I just assumed they were all weirdos- which they are. I recognised some familiar faces; Sam, Rachel, Finn, that guy in the wheelchair, Puck (of course), then there was the dancer and emo couple, the two only openly gay kids in the school- who were dating, the girl named after the car, Audi, Honda, something like that, and the worst of them all... Brittany. Brittany was wearing a pale pink shirt, with McKinley's red jacket over it, which she earned since she's the captain of the dance team, and some navy blue jeans. I'm not sure why I was so interested in the blonde, but I enjoyed hating her... envying her. Just as I finished up my thoughts on Brittany she turned around and we made direct eye-contact; the first thing I noticed was her piercing blue eyes, which I instantly turned away from and focused my attention towards Mr Schue.

"So, as some of you may or may not have noticed already, we have three new members, Glee Club, I'd like you to give a warm welcome to Brittany, Quinn and Santana!" There it is again, his classic, pedophile looking smile. I swear he's so close to these kids it's borderline creepy. "Now, if you wouldn't mind saying a fact about yourself, that would be great." Literally, I couldn't think of a more basic thing for a teacher to say to new "students".

Brittany let out a subtle cough before starting to speak, "Hello, my name is Brittany Pierce, which you probably know because Mr Schue just said it, and an interesting fact about me is that I like to dance." She lets out a weak smile and waits for the silence to break.

"Blondie, that's not an interesting fact, I like Chinese food but that doesn't mean I'll move to China." I snarl and give her a dead cold look in the eye.

"Well I think you should take it into consideration considering nobody really wants you here anyway." She tilts her head and lets out a rather mischievous grin. I start to feel my body heat up and try to get a whack at her stupid little face, sadly I get stopped by Quinn grabbing onto my wrists.

"Santana.." Quinn says trying to calm me down, and it works.

"Okay... uhm... I see we have some 'bad blood' in the room, so please lets just forget about that while we're in Glee Club." Ugh, this guy is so annoying. "Well done Brittany, great fact." Me, being the annoyed bitch that I am, rolls my eyes. "Quinn, would you like to say a fact?"

"No thanks." Quinn says and lets out a sarcastic smile, causing the rest of the room, including myself to laugh- all apart from Mr Schue, who glares at her.

"Fine!" Quinn says, not wanting to get on Mr Schue's bad side, only ten minutes into the lesson. "As you all probably know, I'm Quinn Fabray... and I like to cheer." The rest of the class just nods, not knowing what to say, since they were in some way intimated by us.

"And Santana..." Mr Schue questions me, wanting me to say an 'interesting fact!' about myself.

"Yeah, well duh, I'm obviously Santana Lopez and, like Quinn, I like to cheer, head Cheerio to be specific." I was pretty proud of my place in the school, bye far I was the most popular girl, and of course Quinn was too, but being head cheerleader give me that final boost to own the school, and I was proud of it- who wouldn't be.

"Okay great! Now just to confirm, you're all singing a song? Brittany- a solo, and Santana and Quinn- a duet" He asks was and we nod our heads signalling to him that he's correct. "Do any of your want to go first?" He asks his second question and Brittany lazily raised her hand, looking like she wanted to get this over and done with- who can blame her.