Brittana: cannon

Chapter 6: glee is saved

They had lost. That twat Jesse St. James had defected back to Vocal Adrenaline, totally messing with Berry by helping her realize that Shelby Corcoran was her mother and fucking with the glee club's dynamic. Even as great as winning Nationals with the Cheerios was, and how great the private celebration between her and Brittany was afterwards, it didn't make up for losing at Regionals.

Santana wanted to go all Lima Heights on that douchebag's ass. Her bitch persona was enough to scare most people off, but she really wanted to hurt that kid. Even though her dad was a doctor and her family was well off, she had spent a lot of time as a kid at her abuela's house on the bad side of town while her parents were working. Her abuela eventually moved into a better neighborhood when Santana was 10, but she had learned a lot of life's lessons from that old neighborhood and she was pretty grateful for it. Brittany talked her down from her rage, though, as only Brittany could.

Quinn had her baby, and the girls kind of reconnected after all of the drama went down. She felt pretty bad for Quinn, having to go through all of that and giving up her daughter. Thank God Santana was always so careful about using protection when she had sex. She was religious about her birth control pills, and she always insisted the guys she was with used a condom no matter how much they complained, especially Puck. At least Quinn and Puck knew that Beth was going to a good woman who will love her.

Santana was crushed that the glee club was going to be over. She had grown to love singing and performing. She truly looked forward to being on the stage, and she really thought she may want to sing professionally in the future or something like that. She was going to miss the rush of performing and the applause.

She was going to miss most of the glee kids, too. Not that she would admit it to them. She had grown used to Berry's atrocious sense of style and ridiculous personality. She felt a strange affiliation for Kurt, though she didn't know exactly why. She actually liked and respected Mercedes for the most part. The Asians were okay; even if she didn't talk to Tina much, at least Mike was cool. Artie was always pretty nice to her, and she didn't mind talking with him. Finnocence was still an oaf but tolerable, mostly because he was the quarterback and had some popularity to back him up. And of course she was already on friendly terms with Quinn and Puck.

The worst thing about losing glee club, however, was that it meant that she would no longer have a safe haven at school for her and Brittany to be the way they wanted to around each other. They would have to go back to the best friends only persona, being able to get away with walking pinky-in-pinky down the hall but removing the gentle touches and cuddling they could do without fear in the choir room. They would have to go back to hiding in their bedrooms, and the more Santana hid from everyone, the more things she wanted to hide.

Especially from herself.

She had grown so much already by being in glee club. She had opened herself up to her feelings a little by using music and lyrics, and she loved that she could watch Brittany bloom at the same time.

Santana knew that glee club was actually making her a better person. She would have never even spoken to half of the people in the glee club before, unless it was to put them down. But now, she actually cared about them.

She now officially cared about more people than she had in years. The only person she had cared about the past year or so (besides herself) was Brittany. She knew Brittany got along with the losers in glee better than she did, and that was okay because she knew she would always be Brittany's best friend.

No one understood Brittany the way she did. Her whimsical ways could be charming to others, but they still didn't understand. Santana knew Brittany better than anyone ever could, and she knew that losing glee was just as upsetting to her, too.