you're the only one who gets me [brittany]

[santana]

Santana was glad it was Friday because that meant another boring week at school ended. She didn't understand why it seemed to be just like every other year. It was her senoir year, and it was supposed to be fun and epic, but instead it was the same stuff. She went to class, to glee club, then home. Not being at the top of the social ladder anymore completely sucked. It was almost time for her history class to let out. The most boring one out of all of her classes. She even enjoyed math class more than this which was completely sad on her part. Why did they need to learn history anyways? It's the past, already gone and happened. What was happening now was more important. If this teacher could show her a way to get back on top, back on the Cheerio squad, and make thissenoir year what it should be then maybe she would listen up.

Instead she sat at her desk thumping her pen on her notebook looking at the clock. If that wasn't a Britney Spears - Hit Me Baby One More Time reference then I don't know what was. Finally the bell sounded and she sighed with relief thanking god before closing her stuff and getting out of the class. Mr. Boreville yelled something about reading certain chapters on their way out, but Santana didn't pick up on it.

She hurried out as quick as possible and headed towards her locker in the hallway. Messing with the combination she unlocked the lock and opened it throwing her books in there. Just one more to go and then the weekend would come. Something she could actually have fun doing. She slammed her locker shut and turned to see Amizo standing behind her smiling with his hands behind his back. "Hey Santana, you going to the party tomorrow night?" he asked, and Santana's eyes lit up like fireworks. "There's a party? Where at?" she asked with a smile. Amizo grinned back at her and nodded. "Yea, it's gonna be huge. Me and the guys were just talking and we were thinking we can use some used to be hotties from the school there." he mentioned sarcastically. Santana raised an eyebrow curiously. "What do you mean, used to be?" she asked and he just shrugged slightly. "Well you know, like you. You used to be fine but then you became one of those singing squeakers and we were thinking if you could get some of them together we could use the practice of straight up bonafide slushie tossing. Kinda like this." he finished and before Santana knew it he was throwing a slushie at her face and walking off laughing high fiving the other guys of the football team.

The shock of the coldness and being slushied yet again hit her as she froze for a second. The ice ran down her face and crumpled her hair up. She wiped what she could from her eyes. "Que mono estúpido!" she yelled out noticing that it got the entire hallways attention of them staring at her covered in blue slushie. She headed off out of the hallways and into the bathrooms before walking over to the sink and slamming her hand against the paper towel machine trying to get some out. She ripped what she could and sighed wiping away the slushie before she noticed she was slightly crying.

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

Brittany half skipped half ran over to Santana and smiled sweetly at her. "Hey Santana... what happened?" Brittany asked and began picking chunks of ice out of her best friends hair. After she had gotten what she could out of San's hair and moved to her clothing.

Brittany shifted Santana's hair from both shoulders to just her left so she could clear the slushie off her shoulders. Brittany reached over to the dispenser and got some paper towels. She began scooping the blue colored ice off the latina once again. "Hmm... Lord Tubbington might know where to get some of that stuff, I'll ask him tonight." Brittany said as she switched Santana's hair from the left to the right so she could repeat.

Words; *shrugs*
Notes; Hi ;D
Outfit; click!

[santana]

Santana was not liking the start of her senoir year that was for sure. She needed to change everything while she could. Here she was standing in the bathroom once again wiping slushie off of her. Why did she have to go and join the stupid glee group and like it? It ruined her image completely. She knew what she had to do this year. It was her final year at McKinley and she needed to get back on top. She was not going to be walking the halls this year afraid of being slushied or being laughed at for liking a glee club.

She had to become a Cheerio again. She had to wear the uniform and walk the halls superior. A group that won national championships, unlike the other because two of the kids can't keep their hands off each other like it was a Ron Jeremy movie or something. A squad that was respected around school, and she needed to get back on it. She wanted to be captain, and after the Cheerios losing the minute her, Quinn, and her best friend Brittany left, she knew Sue would be begging to have them back. She would go back. Quinn could stay away if she wanted, actually Santana perferred it because it gave her shot at captain. She would definitely be back on top of the status quo if that happened.

She wiped away the slushie as much as she could and wiped her eyes when she heard the door open and her best friend call out to her. She sucked back the tears and made herself look strong as she turned to her best friend. "Hey Brittany." she said before pulling some of the slushie out of her hair. "They really need to make an easy to wash shampoo for this stuff." she tried to joked as her voice was hoarse from the bit of crying she had done before Brittany walked in.