This is how it was after each time she came in, I'd daydream about running my fingers through her dark brown locks, or wonder how her pouty lips would feel like against mine, even the softness of her tan skin under my fingertips until Quinn snapped me out of it. But today was different. Now that the best part of my morning had passed, there wasn't really much to distract me from thinking about the audition that I would be leaving for in a little over an hour. I'm not usually this nervous for an audition, dancing is like second nature to me; I'm never afraid to show off my skills. But not in a cocky way like those jerks from Zombie Mode who like to kick people out of the studio when they feel like practicing, they just like to show off and make money. Me, I like to dance because it's fun and sometimes I feel like it's the only thing I'm good at. It's my passion.

I know Quinn would disagree with me, but sometimes I just feel so..dumb. I was never good at school which is why Quinn always had to tutor me. I don't know, just everything didn't make sense to me. I often felt like a bother when I'd ask my teachers for help even though they've explained the lesson to me numerous times. After awhile I just sort of gave up on looking for help, that's when Quinn started coming over after school. I was a little hesitant at first because my past tutors would get annoyed with me because I wouldn't get it after hours of tutoring, but Quinn never got frustrated. She always took her time explaining everything to me, especially in math when she'd change the equations into stories, which really helped. She always had this softness in her voice when she was teaching things to me that was totally different from the harsh tones she used on the other students at McKinley. We were both on the Cheerios together; she was captain, so she had this reputation to uphold. I never understood why that type of stuff was so important to her or why she had to be so mean to people who stood in her way when she walked down the hallway, but she softened up a bit after she had Bella.

I still remember the day when she came to me saying that she was pregnant. At first I didn't believe it since she was captain of that club that says you can't have sex or something, I didn't even know she was dating anyone, but when she broke down crying in my arms while we were watching The Lion King I knew it had to be true. Quinn never cries. Well, I at first I thought it was just because Lion King can be a sad movie, but she started crying at the Hakuna Mutata part. That's my favorite part!

After finding out she was pregnant, everything changed for her; she wasn't the captain of the Cheerios anymore, she wasn't popular, her family kicked her out, she was just really broken. This is when our friendship grew closer; she needed someone when practically the whole world turned their backs on her. Being her independent self, Quinn didn't want anything to do with the father of the baby since he was a deadbeat anyway, she didn't even tell me who the guy was. My mom offered her to come live with us and though Quinn's pride often got in the way of her decision making, she accepted. Living with Quinn was pretty awesome, she was like the sister I never had! Well, I have a sister but she was young and didn't really understand when I'd vent to her about the garden gnomes stealing my panties or that time I found my bathtub covered in invisible chocolate. Actually, now that I think of it, Quinn really didn't understand that stuff either but it was still cool to have someone my own age to talk to.

I went with her to every doctor's appointment. The first couple appointments were weird though. Every time they put that gooey stuff on her tummy, which was still flat by the way, the doctor would point up at the screen at this little blob and say, "There's your baby, say 'Hi' mommy." I'd squint at the screen trying to find a baby but I never saw anything but this little peanut shaped blob. I figured it was something only the mom could see because every time the doctor would say that, Quinn would burst into tears and squeeze on my hand.

I'd say, "Don't cry, Q, you're baby will show up soon!" But she'd just laugh and pat my hand. I'd look at her strange because she would start doing this laughing and crying thing, but I just thought maybe it was her hormones, at least that's what my dad always said when my mom was pregnant with my sister Bryce. Anyway, Quinn went back and forth for most of her pregnancy trying to figure out if she wanted to keep the baby or not; she ended up keeping it. I was there for her when she went through her crazy obsession with bacon and even stayed in the delivery room when Bella was born. Though I didn't know who or what the biological dad looked like, there was no doubt in my mind that that baby girl was Quinn's; they were practically twins!

We both, well the three of us, ended up moving to New York after graduation and became roommates while attending school and working at The Coffee Shop. At first it was kind of hard to juggle school, work, and take care of a baby but it's been 4 years now and no one's dead or in jail so I think we did pretty good. Especially now that Bella's in preschool we don't need to change our schedules so that someone is home at all times, one of us is always off by the time her school ends anyway.

"Britt, you in there?" I heard someone say. For a second I thought I was going crazy, but when I saw pale fingers snap in front of my gaze I was brought back. "You were in pretty deep that time, you okay?" Quinn asked as she dropped her hand to the counter and cocked her head to the side, staring at me with worried eyes.

"No, yeah..I'm okay. Just zoned out for a bit." I reassured her and went back to sweeping up the broken cookies and muffin pieces from our previous food fight.

"Oh, okay. Just checking." She shrugged and wiped away at the counter. "Your audition is in like 30 minutes, you nervous?"

"Mm, nah." I said, not looking up from the mess on the floor. "Well, kinda yeah. I just hope it's not another 'exotic dancer' one again."

"Yes, please, don't let me find you auditioning on a pole again." She laughed. "I mean, since when did you even learn how to dance on-" She cut herself off and shook her head. "Actually, never mind, I don't wanna know."

"Hey, if it wasn't for that audition we would've never met Sam." I replied with a wave of my hand. "Still think you two would look super cute together, just saying."

"Oh my God, no. That's never gunna happen." She said sternly. I took a glance up at her and saw the pinkness in her cheeks. I don't know why Quinn was so guarded all the time, but she should really give him a chance. Sam's a nice guy and he's also become one of my best friends, third to Quinn and Bella of course. It's confusing; I see the way she looks at him and I know how he feels about her. Just get together already!

"Yeah, you say that now.." I mimicked her reply from earlier. Her head shot up as she attempted to give me her death glare, but she could never hold that look with me.

"Just drop it Britt." She said, her shoulders dropping in defeat.

"Oh, so you can tease me about Santana but I can't with Sam?" I huffed with my hands on my hips. "You're being a hippo." She stared at me with questioning eyes, her forehead wrinkled with confusion.

"Did you just call me a hippo?" She asked with an eyebrow quirked up.

"Yes, yes I did." I answered triumphantly.

"Yeah, Britt, I'm not getting it.." She said with a shake of her head then narrowed her eyes back on me again. "Hippo?"

"Yes! Hippo, like hypocrite!" I answered matter-of-factly as I watched her mouth and 'ohh'. "Geez, and I'm the st-"

"Britt. Don't even finish that sentence." She said sternly then looked over at the clock on the wall. "Oh! You should probably get out of here soon, it's almost 3:30." I looked in the direction of the clock near the sink, but got frustrated when I couldn't read what all those lines meant and decided to just take her word for it. I took off my apron and hung it on the hook before running to the bathroom to change into my dancing clothes. I had about 20 minutes to get ready and be at the place of the audition so my adrenaline was definitely pumping now. I sprinted pass Quinn to grab my water and took another glance at the clock near the sink.

"Ugh, why do we even have that?!" I groaned and dug into my pocket for an easier way to find the time.

"That's why we have the digital clock on the wall over there, B." Quinn laughed and nodded in the direction of the other clock.

"Right. Well, that's just silly to have two clocks." I replied blatantly. "Anyway, I better go now. I don't wanna be late."

"Yeah, okay. Good luck, you don't need it!" She waved then gave a thumbs up to me as I closed the door behind me. I decided to walk there since it wasn't really that far away and it was a good way to work off some of my nerves. Mike said the place was called Showtimes, he said something about his girlfriend was a bartender there and that the owner was looking for better back up dancers. I never heard of the place, but I was really hoping it wasn't another strip club. After a 15 minute walk, I arrived at the entrance. It was a gaudy looking building with: red ropes set up along the side wall, red carpet laid out between the wall and the ropes, and a huge flashy sign that reminded me of those vintage movie theater signs with all the colorful lights that read 'Performing Tonight And Any Other Night: Rachel Berry'. I stared up at the sign thinking how amazing it would look at night when all the lights were on, so cool. I walked in and was instantly met with a tall muscular looking guy with tan skin wearing a well fitted dark grey tux and an overly confident grin on his face.

"You must be Brittany Pierce." He said as he offered his hand to shake. "I'm Noah Puckerman."

"Nice to meet you." I replied politely as I shook his hand. He smiled and turned on his heels and flicked his wrist to signal me to follow him.

"Yeah, Mike told me you were a really good dancer." He said as we walked down a narrow hallway that wasn't really brightly lit and it kind of made me nervous. He looked over his shoulder as if he was expecting a reply from me. I gulped and nodded slightly. He laughed and pushed open a door that was very well lit, almost blindingly bright. I squinted my eyes, trying to readjust to all the light before I trip over something or run into the guy. "Sorry, I'm getting an electrician to come check out those hallway lights tomorrow morning. Damn things never work." He said with a breathy laugh then directed me into this studio like room with tons of mirrors and a hardwood floor. I instantly felt myself ease up a bit at the familiar environment that I didn't realize the others in the room. I slid my foot across the wood with my eyes closed, like I was testing the water before jumping into the pool, then rolled onto the tip of my toe and did a quick spin to see if I had to worry about my shoes squeaking against the floor. I didn't; the spin was smooth and for a second I forgot I was being watched.

"Oh yeah, I like her already." The elf looking boy said, bringing me back to reality.

"Sorry." I muttered as I looked down at my feet timidly. Noah placed a gentle hand on my back and chuckled.

"No worries, you're here to show us you can move. I'd be upset if you didn't do a little twirl or something." He said reassuringly then pointed over to the others in the room. "That fruit loop is Kurt, Rachel's stylist." He pointed at the elf that was waving his hand at me and smiling. "That goof is Finn, Rachel's bodyguard." He pointed at the oversized guy with dopy grin as the guy nodded over at me. "That princess is Sugar, Rachel's makeup artist." He smiled over at the girl who was lounging on the couch reading a magazine who peeked out the top of her sunglasses at the sound of her name. "And-"

"Hello, pleasure." A tiny brunette came out of nowhere and greeted me with a toothy grin. "I'm Rachel Berry." She curtsied and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"Yeah, and that's Rachel." Noah said nodding to the small girl before leaning into whisper, "Sorry, she's a little full of herself sometimes."

"Oh, like you're one to talk!" She groaned and stomped off to sit next to Sugar. "Well, let's get this thing going. I haven't got all day!" Noah rolled his eyes at the girl and nodded to Kurt who then walked over to a large sound system.

"Okay Brittany, we're just going to play the music and you just have at it. We're just looking to see if you can adapt." I smiled and made my way to the center of the room. What he didn't know was that improv was my specialty. "Alright Kurt, go ahead." Soon music filled the room and I just stood there for a minute just trying to find the rhythm. I knew this song, I've practiced to this song, this audition was in the bag! I let my body move freely to the music, letting my limbs glide through the air, my feet sliding across the floor as my hair swirled around me. I was only really getting into it for about a minute when the music was cut off.

"Woah." The room breathed out in unison. I looked around at the crowd as practically everyone had the jaws hanging. Noah stepped forward clapping his hands.

"Holy shit, you are so hired!" He exclaimed. Now it was my turn to for my jaw to drop.

"S-S-Seriously?" I stammered. "I mean I only danced for like a minute.."

"Exactly, that's all it took! You are definitely hired." Noah restated as the rest of the group cheered me on. Tears welled up in my eyes and I smiled so hard my cheeks hurt. "Woah, don't cry. Uhh, Kurt get your rainbow self over here!" Kurt skipped over and put his arms on my back comfortingly.

"Happy tears?" He asked quietly as he dipped his head low to find my eyes. "Wow, you've got some really pretty eyes." He complimented that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I looked up at him then threw my arms around his neck. "Oh, she's a hugger!" He announced sounding a little shocked. I thought about removing my arms, I was sort of bad when it came to the rules about personal space, but to my surprise I felt his arms on my back.

"Alright Prancy, let go of my new hot dancer." Noah's voice rang out over us and I let my arms fall to my sides.

"She's not for your team, Noah, sorry." Kurt said with an eye roll and bumped me with his hip. I was never ashamed of my sexuality; even after I came out to my parents they just shrugged and said 'thought so'. I mean, it wasn't the first thing I announced when I met someone knew but I'd never deny it if someone ever asked.

"Wait, how'd you know?" I asked with a laugh and narrowed my eyes at him. "Are you a secret agent that's been following me around since the day I was born?" He laughed and shook his head then picked up my right hand and sprawled my fingers out.

"Hands." He said with a cheeky grin that made me blush as I snatched my hand away.

"Wait, really?" Noah asked with his brows furrowed.

"Yeah, totally. I like pee glitter and rainbows." I answered bluntly that made Kurt laugh again.

"Join the club, sweetie." He said as he rubbed at my back then looked over at Noah. "I love this girl already!"

"Darn, well that's all good! Just no lady sexin' in the dressing rooms." Noah shrugged then went to his office to get some paperwork for me to fill out. After about 30 minutes I was back at the apartment I shared with Quinn and Bella.

"Britty! Britty! Britty!" I heard a familiar little girl's voice squeak from a far. I shut the door behind me and took off my shoes as I walked further into the house to find the source of the voice. "Lemme go, mommy, I wanna see Britty!"

"Wait, Bella!" Just as I passed the living room, a very naked 4 year old came bounding around the corner at full speed.

"Britty!" She squealed as she hopped excitedly at my feet with her arms raised above her wet head.

"Hey Peanut, streaking already?" I asked as I picked the girl up in my arms. "That's not supposed to happen till your college years, trust me, I know."

"Britt, do not go telling my child about your streaking days." Quinn huffed as she rounded the corner with her hair pulled up in a ponytail as she held out a bright pink towel for Bella. "She is way too young for that." I handed over the girl to Quinn so that she could finish the rest of her bath. I watched as Bella held on tight to her mom's neck as she hauled her back to the bathroom. "Baby, you can't go running out of bath time like that.."

"Ooh, you're in trouble.." I teased as I wiggled a finger at Bella who just giggled away in her mom's arms.

"Britt! Don't instigate!"

"Boo, I don't even have an iphone so that doesn't even make sense!" I yelled back and went to go change into something other than sweat pants and a loose shirt. A few minutes later Bella came out fully clothed and dry and crawled up onto my lap while I was watching tv. "Hey Bells, how was preschool?" I asked as I ruffled her short blonde hair. The little girl went on to talk about all the fun new games they played and all the friends she was making. I couldn't help but smile at her innocence, everything was new for her and she was just beginning to experience it all. So exciting.

"Oh Britty? Did you talk to that pretty girl yet?" She asked with hopeful eyes.

"You always ask me that." I laughed and focused my attention back on the tv.

"Britty! You didn't answer the question!" I smiled down at the girl and nodded my head 'yes'. She squealed then started bouncing in my lap as she flooded my ears with questions about the Latina. I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to the conversation I had with her earlier today, though it only lasted about 10 minutes, it was the best 10 minutes of my life.

"Are you in love now, Britty?" Bella asked with a smirk.

"Geez, you're just like your mom." I whined and tossed my head back against the couch.

"Relax Bella, don't talk Brittany's head off." Quinn said as she plopped down on the other side of the couch. I gave her a confused look, but before I could say anything, Bella was already on it.

"Mommy, that's silly. You can't talk anybody's head off.." The little girl said as she folded her arms over her chest in a way that practically screamed Quinn.

"Woah, that was so weird." I laughed and looked down into Bella's hazel eyes. "I'm gunna start calling you mini-Q." She pouted and buried her head in my stomach. I hated when she pouted so I began tickling her sides until she started smiling again.

"S-Stop Britty, I'm g-gunna p-potty all over y-you!" I instantly pulled my hands back and watched as the girl crawled over into Quinn's lap. "I got you!" She winked and wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck.

"Meanie." I said and poked out my tongue at her but the girl just giggled away and sat down in Quinn's lap.

"So how'd the audition go?" Quinn asked as she brushed her fingers through her daughter's hair.

"Okay I guess." I shrugged. "I mean, they hired me after dancing for just a minute. No biggie."

"WHAT?" Quinn choked, causing Bella to look up at her mom worriedly. "You got the job?!"

"YEAH!" I screamed with a big smile.

"AHHH!" She yelled and bounced on the couch in excitement as Bella looked at both of us like we were crazy.

"Mommy, stop, what's wrong? Do you have to potty?" She asked innocently as she cupped Quinn's cheeks in her tiny hands. Me and Quinn looked at each other and laughed. "What is wrong with you guys? You're being silly.."

"Sorry baby, we're just super happy cause Britt got a dancing job!" Quinn said to her daughter who was anxiously waiting for an explanation.

"A dancing job?" The girl asked in awe as she looked over at me with wide eyes. "You're gunna be famous now, Britty?"

"Not quite yet, Peanut, but maybe one day." I answered and sat further into the couch. "One day."

"Are you gunna tell the pretty girl about your new job?" She asked with her head cocked to the side.

"Yeah, are you?" Quinn mocked with a sly grin as she mimicked her daughter's movements. I mean, I could always invite her to one of the performances or something. That would be cool! Then again, I don't want that Brooke girl to get angry with her for watching me dance. I don't condone cheating, if that even count as cheating. But Santana did say she wasn't her girlfriend so maybe it would be okay. Why am I even thinking about this, I haven't even had my first day of work there yet!

"I don't know, maybe.."

A/N Sorry, not much Brittana in this chapter..still setting everything up. I've already got the first 10 chapters planned out so they'll be back next chapter for sure! ( : Thanks for all the lovely reviews, hope I'm keeping you interested.