I'm adding some Glee Club members to the story in this chapter, but not all of them already.

I have an observation about Artie. In this fanfic he can walk normally. I just wanna say I don't have ANYTHING against handicapped people. The thing is I'm thinking about Brittany/Santana spending a lot of time with Brittany's friends by the lake or tree house like Britt earlier described their summer to be like. It would be hard to have Artie with them if he was in a well-chair, so I decided to make him not a paraplegic.

Enjoy the chapter ;)

Brittany

I was excited about my deal with Santana. If I was able to prove she could trust me, then I could totally know the answer for all the burning questions coming up my mind. If I did a great job, I could even make her believe people change. Maybe I could make her change. So, yes, I was excited.

I don't really know why I care so much, I just do. I know I've just met her, but somehow, she's already kinda important to me. I can't explain that and I know thinking about it will give a terrible headache.

She said she's not a nice girl and that makes me confused. I think she's nice. I think she's sweet. I can see she has this strong façade and tries to constantly show people she doesn't need anyone by her side, but I feel that deep inside she's, well, insecure? Maybe she's afraid of something. It really doesn't matter the cause, I will do my best to help her.

"What are you thinking about?" Santana asked suddenly and I realized I'd probably been off for a while.

"You." I replied automatically, but regretted a second later. Now she's gonna think I'm obsessed about her. God job, Brittany!

"You're really gonna take this deal seriously." It wasn't a question, but I nodded anyway.

"And your wish." I reminded her and she laughed. Have I mentioned already how gorgeous Santana looked when she is laughing? If yes, well, it's worth mentioning again.

"You're cute." She already said I'm funny, sweet and caring. Now I'm cute. Progress? I hope so.

I was pretty sure I was smiling like a dopey now and I had to do something about it fast. The thing is I don't really know what to do when I'm next to Santana. Sometimes I forget how to speak or how to take smiles out of my face. When I look at her the whole world seems like it's in slow motion. Well, I don't know what's happening to me. Or do I?

"I, hum… Thanks?" I said stupidly.

Santana's expression became kinda uncertain. She seemed embarrassed? No, it couldn't be. I girl like her don't get embarrassed.

"Do I make you uncomfortable when I compliment you?" Santana asked without her usual strong and confident voice.

"No! Not at all. Of course not." That was me being stupid again "I like your compliments. I mean, I like compliments. Everybody likes them. Compliments are good. Very good."

I was so nervous I'm pretty sure my voice was all shaky and instable when I said that. Santana laughed. At least I amused her.

"Well, sorry if I'm being inappropriate." I didn't quite get what Santana meant with that.

"Inappropriate?" I asked with a confused voice and Santana quickly opened her mouth to answer me, but something made her change her mind.

Santana was staring at me like she was deciding if she should tell me something or not. That made me even more curious.

"Too soon for that." She smirked "Even being part of who I am."

"You said I'd get to know the mess you are." I answered back remembering her about our deal conditions. She thought about it for a while.

"Too soon, Britt. Gimme a couple of days to enjoy your company before you run away from me." Her expression was dark and her eyes showed me some sadness. I felt terrible seeing her like that.

"I won't run way. I wanna be your friend and know all about your creepy past and creepy characteristics." I said with a funny voice that made her laugh. I smiled 'cause she looks so much better when she's happy instead of sad or angry.

"We'll see." She said only and smirked again.

We walked for a couple of minutes in silence. It wasn't the weird kinda silence though. It was comfortable and I liked the way we sometimes just glanced at each other with smiley faces.

When I suddenly stopped, Santana looked at me with confusion in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked me.

"Oh, nothing's wrong. We just don't need to walk anymore since that's the restaurant we'll be having lunch in." I said pointing to a red building across the street – You like Italian?

A smile spread out on her face.

"I love Italian." I couldn't help but reattribute her smile.

"Than you'll love Breadsticks. Best. Italian. Food. Ever!" She laughed and, together, we walked the short way to our destination.

Santana

I loved spending time with Brittany, but I was uncertain about meeting her friends. I was nice to her, but that was a pretty weird exception yet with an unknown reason. Normally, I treated people like shit.

"Will you be mad at me if I act like a bitch?" I asked Brittany before we got into the restaurant.

"You won't do that." She blinked at me "I know you won't."

A (huge) part of me didn't wanna let her down, but it was hard for me not to behave the way I normally behave. On the other hand, I wasn't behaving like myself around Brittany anyway. And she's was gonna be around…

"Just sit close to me." I just made this simple comment, but felt like a lot more. Brittany blushed and I suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Ok." She agreed awkwardly. Then she gave me a nervous grin.

Spending time with Brittany was making me realize she really wasn't gay. Or even opened to same sex experiences. I thought it was a good sign for her to blush when I flirt, but now I'm starting to think the way she gets embarrassed is not a good way. Earlier, when I said she was cute, she seemed extremely uncomfortable. I even apologized for being inappropriate 'cause I felt bad for making her feel… Bad. The hell why I don't know. But my point is that I promised I would let her know me and being gay is part of the messy me. I just don't want her to walk away when she finds out. Even if we don't get to be anything more, I still want her to be my friend. Besides Puck, I never really felt like I could be anyone's friend, so…

"I guess we're the last ones arriving." Brittany said pointing to a big table full of people who seemed to have the same age as we had.

Brittany's friends didn't look like the people I usually hang out with. But since she didn't as well, I guess I could try to adapt. It was kinda my only choice anyway.

"Hey, guys!" Brittany greeted all smiley and her friends replied. They looked all very happy, but they weren't bubbly like Britt. I think no one could be bubbly like her. She had this glow and… Damn it, Santana! Stop it! It's not gonna happen, so shut you mind up.

"Hey, Britt, introduce your new friend to us." A blond guy with giant lips said friendly. He could be a nice person, but seemed so… Dumb.

"Of course." Brittany agreed. She was still smiling "This is Santana Lopez. She's Maria's niece, you know? The one whose visit she was expecting."

All of them nodded.

One question: how the hell did they know I was coming to visit my aunt? Oh, right. Freakin' small town where everybody knows everything about everybody.

"Hi." I said trying to sound friendly, but failing miserably. I tried to smile too, but that didn't work as well.

"It's very nice to meet you, Santana. I'm Sam. Sam I am. And I don't like green eggs and ham." The blond guy introduced himself trying to be funny or something. That failed worst than my tentative friendly attitude. He was definitely dumb and had no game.

"I'm Mercedes. It's good to finally meet Maria's niece. I like her very much." The girl sitting next to Sam introduced herself too. She was ok except for the too colorful way she was dressing. And what was the deal with that stupid hat?

"Everybody likes her very much." A brunette with an enormous beak was the one talking now "I'm Rachel Berry, by the way. And this is my boyfriend Finn Hudson. – The guy sitting next to her waved to me."

You know when you simply don't like someone? Well, I simply didn't like Rachel. The way she introduced herself like she's better then the whole world made me wanna go all Lima Heights on her. I hate people that are full of themselves. It's a characteristic that I like only in myself. Besides, Rachel seemed extremely annoying and I hate annoying people.

Her boyfriend also annoyed me, but in a totally different way. He seemed so… weird? Bad weird, you know? His stupid smile was super creepy and he was just too big and seemed so clumsy. Freakin' Frankenteen…

"Hi. I'm Quinn." A very good-looking blond with beautiful hazel eyes said. She didn't sound friendly or excited.

Quinn's probably Brittany's friend I like the most so far. She reminded me of myself a bit. Total bitch. Maybe I could create some bonds with her.

"My name's Kurt Hummel and it's a pleasure to meet you, Santana. By the way, your name is fabulous! Very unique and special." That guy was definitely gay. I mean, it was just so obvious! Straight guys don't say your name is fabulous. Actually, straight guys don't even use the word fabulous, moreover with the girly voice he used to say it. And like that wasn't enough, he was way too stylish to not play on my team.

"Hey, I'm Artie! You're very pretty." Was that four-eyed dork with no sense of hair style and dress style trying to flirt with me? Oh, please! I wouldn't go out with him even if I was straight and he was the last men on earth!

"Mike and Tina usually hang out with us, but they're busy with a summer work thing. You can meet them later, though." Brittany said while guiding me to a seat on the red leather booth. Great, there were more freaks to meet.

"Sure." I replied trying hard as hell not to roll my eyes. Brittany sat down right next to me and I was happy she didn't seem uncomfortable doing that.

"So, Santana. Tell us more about yourself! I heard you live in LA, right?" Kurt said picking up conversation. Usually I would tell him to mind his own business, but as nothing about this situation was usual, I told myself I could at least try to be nice.

"I do." I answered vaguely. As replying questions with vague answers doesn't exactly square in the 'being nice' thing, I kept talking "But I wasn't born there though. I'm from a city called Lima, in Ohio. Moved to LA when my mother got married again."

"How old were you?" Kurt asked with natural (gay) curiosity. I had a feeling he was gonna make me a lot of damn questions and tried to stay cool about it.

"Nine." Talking about this made me remember my childhood after mom got married with Jackson and that was one thing I wish I could erase from my brain.

"How's LA? Oh, I have this dream of living there!" Mercedes said dreamily.

"Nice beaches, nice clubs, good-looking people and excellent parties." I answered suddenly missing my city. Summer there was insane and I was gonna fuckin' miss it.

"So you're a party girl?" Rachel asked with a disgusted expression like it was the worst thing anyone could be.

"You can bet I am." I said provocatively with a smirk on my face.

Suddenly a waitress came to our table with bows of breadsticks. After putting that on the table, she took our orders and walked away.

Everybody started attacking the breadsticks, especially Finn. As a fan of breadsticks I didn't think those in front of me would be delicious like LA ones. Apparently I was wrong. So wrong.

"This is fantastic!" I said mostly to Brittany while grabbing more breadsticks before Finn could finish them.

"Told you. Best. Italian. Food. Ever!" I had to stop eating a little bit just to give her a bright smile. She replied shyly.

When the waitress came back with our orders, the breadsticks were already over.

"Would you kids like more breadsticks?" The waitress asked politely with a sweet smile on her face.

"Yes!" I replied over-enthusiastic. Everybody laughed and I felt awkward. It was nice that they were laughing, right? Makes you not such a bad company.

We started eating our meals. My spaghetti with tomato sauce and meatballs was delicious! Not as delicious as the breadsticks, but yet quite delicious. I would definitely come back to this place soon.

"You guys already know something about me, it's fair that I know something about you all too." That was the super nice me picking up conversation. I sounded like a normal person trying to connect with normal people (not that I find anyone in the table normal, just to be clear).

"You're right, Santana!" Rachel said excited. I'd rather listen to Sam and his rhymes than to the dwarf or her Orca boyfriend "Let's see what I can say about me. I'm an extremely talented singer and performer and because of that I'm going to NYADA in the end of the summer. I'm Jewish and have two gay dads. I idolize Barbra Streisand and am very grateful that my dads' gave me her name as a middle name. Kurt is my best friend and together we'll become Broadway stars. Finn and I are…"

I had to stop her or I was gonna fuckin' kill her. That girl was too annoying!

"Okay, Hobbit, I can see you like to talk, especially about yourself. The thing is I don't intend to listen to your annoying voice all afternoon. Actually, I think it would be better if you just stay shut for the rest of the lunch." I said sarcastically and provocatively. Yeah, babe, AuntieSnicks justarrived on the Bitch Town Express "Now let someone else talk."

After my bitchy speech, everybody stayed silent. Rachel looked like she was scared of me and the rest of them seemed pretty shocked.

I didn't wanna look at Brittany 'cause I knew she was probably mad at me. I guess not mad, but she was certainly disappointed. I didn't like when she had to see me act like a bitch. I didn't want her to think I'm a bitch.

That thought was just so messed up. I am a bitch. I already told her I am a bitch. And that is the messy me she wants to get to know. How was she gonna know me if I didn't act like myself around her? Fuck, I think I've never been so confused in my whole life.

"Santana?" Quinn called me and made me put my weird thoughts aside.

"Yes?" I said not knowing anything better to say.

"You rock!" For that I wasn't expecting. Quinn smiled so hard at me I almost felt uncomfortable "I don't say this to anyone, okay? But you deserve to listen. You rock! I'll adore spending summer with you."

Suddenly everyone, except Rachel, started laughing. Sam even gave me friendly punches on the shoulder. What the hell was happening in there?

"You can make Rachel Berry shut up, so yes, I guess you really rock!" Mercedes said between laughs.

Did this people just like my bitchy ways? That was very good new information.

"I don't like what's happening in here." Rachel grumbled and crossed her arms over her chest. So fuckin' mature.

"Sorry, Midget, but you're just so fuckin' annoying. Couldn't help myself. Be glad I didn't explode you." I said with a bitchy voice, but added some humor to it. My new fellows laughed again with my vicious words, except Rachel, of course. I was amused.

"What's with the nicknames?" Sam asked smiling at me. Wow, his smile was huge!

"I guess it's a bitch thing. Calling people names makes me very happy, Trouty Mouth." I smirked. Sam laughed and then realized what I just called him.

"Hey!" He protested, but ended up laughing just like everybody else. Even Rachel showed her dwarf teeth this time.

"I think my friends really like you." Brittany whispered very close to my ear. I felt a shiver go down my spine because of her sudden proximity. It was a good thing though.

I inclined myself to speak really close to her ear like she had just done to me.

"Please! They love me!" I replied cocky, but somehow a little seductively. Well, I knew I shouldn't do that, but I couldn't help myself around that blond goddess.

I saw every visible hair of her body bristle and felt damn good for being the reason that happened.

"They sure do." She agreed giving me a cute smile. I loved the fact that her cheeks were all red.

Hope you liked the reading, guys. Leave reviews and suggestions and wait for a new chapter probably in a week.

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