Glee | GDSTFA: 3. Three Steps, Told | Brittany (3 of 6)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle, and then a 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th , 12th, 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd, 23rd, and 24th cycle. Now cycle 25!
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It's cycle 25! If you'll recall, back in cycle 10 I did my top 15 of favorite things (characters, ships, friends..) in Glee, with a ficlet for each of the numbers, and a chapter fic for number 1 ( check out last time's chart). Now this time around, in order to schedule in a friend's birthday, it's a top SIXTEEN, and the number one's six-chapter fic will be split in three blocks... (5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters) It's less confusing than it seems, I promise ;) Here we go!
Number 1, Chapter 3! As mentioned above, doing things a bit different this time, with two chapters of the number one position after every five days, so here it is! The number one once again is... Brittany! :)
"GOT DANCING SHOES TO FLY AWAY
3. THREE STEPS, TOLD"
Brittany (+ Santana, Mike)
When the audition had ended, they’d told her she would get an answer a few weeks later. There was nothing left to do so, after getting dinner, they had started on their journey back to Lima, Ohio. Now the wait would begin. She didn’t know if she would be getting a letter, or a phone call, but as the days began to pass the only thing she wanted was to know if they’d say yes or no… Then maybe she’d know what her answer was supposed to be.
She had more than enough reasons on either end; the trick was figuring out which column had more merit.
There was a whole lot of appeal in this for her to go, she knew. It was already so exciting to think that they had found her so worthy as to single her out and invite her to try out… This was so much bigger than anything she’d ever been through. But it was more than that. It was like she’d told Santana… this could be her one shot to get something started for herself. College wasn’t going to happen, not without something to open up the way like this… she’d be stuck, and she didn’t want that. She wasn’t just thinking for college though; already at McKinley she was just… trapped. She went to class, day after day, and even if she did understand some parts, most classes just left her with a headache and a feeling that she was just not that smart…
Leaving Lima wasn’t so much an incentive in either direction. She knew a lot of them really looked to get out and go live pretty much anywhere else but, to be honest, she didn’t mind it… Lima was familiar, Lima was home. Everyone she cared about was there… So if anything at all governed the choice to leave or stay, it was them. If she left, she would be in a city so much bigger than her own, without anyone she knew. She’d make new friends, of course, she would… But they wouldn’t be her friends, not Santana, or Mike, or the Glee Club… They knew her, they were good to her, and losing that… it was kind of scary, so much that she could want to keep herself from experiencing that.
She knew sometimes it was necessary, and maybe someday, but… She was still young; it was normal, right? She didn’t use to think about these things so much, not the way she did now. She didn’t know what had made her like this, but she knew it wasn’t wrong; she should feel it.
They were her thoughts, her considerations, every day, but then there were the others, Santana and Mike… No one else knew, still, though she imagined they had to either know something was up, or they would write it up to Brittany being Brittany… But Santana and Mike, they knew. Mike mostly just asked if she’d heard yet and, once she said she hadn’t, he would reassure her if she showed any concerns. Then Santana… she looked both determined that this was right and determined that she’d never done anything so stupid as to even encourage this. When Brittany would tell her that she hadn’t heard from them yet, her words would say ‘You will, it’s fine,’ but her face said ‘oh thank goodness.’
Getting home, she would look through the mail - nothing. She would check messages - none. So she would tell herself ‘maybe tomorrow,’ and that was that. But then one day she got home and… the envelope was on the table, propped up against the wall. She saw her name, saw the seal… She almost blinked to see if, when she opened her eyes again it would still be there. Instead, she reached out her hand and picked it up… Just touching it, she got chills.
Part of her wanted to run out and find Santana, or Mike, or both, so she wouldn’t be on her own when she opened it, but then she realized… Either way, she’d have to make a decision, if it said yes… And if that was the case, then she preferred having it already figured out. So she went up to her room sitting on her bed, with the envelope. She felt it, like thickness would tell her what was inside.
Finally she tore the side and shook out the contents… She turned the sheets around and reading carefully. There was not much to interpret though…
“Dear Miss Pierce, we are pleased to inform you that you have been selected…”
She read the whole thing four times and, just to be sure, she read it two more times… Every time she got through it, her heart beat a little faster. Finally she had to confirm it to herself… she had made it, she was in. She fell back on her bed, still holding the papers, bringing them up to her eyes again from time to time, to make sure once more that she wasn’t dreaming.
And then… she smiled… She smiled… she was smiling… Did that mean she wanted to go? Was she supposed to go? Wondering whether to go or not was one thing when she didn’t know if they would take her, but now… They liked her, they wanted her… They thought she could do it, so what would it mean if she said no?
Could she do it though? Leave her whole life behind? The joy from a moment ago just went right out of her again. She couldn’t decide, not like this… not by herself, as much as she wanted to… She needed them.
So she called Santana, and then Mike, and asked them both to come over. She wouldn’t say why, but they knew what it had to be, so they were on their way. Mike arrived first, finding Brittany just as he had, the day she had him drive her to Santana’s, clutching the envelope. She wouldn’t say a word until they had both arrived, so they sat and waited. Mike slowly craned his neck to try and see the sheets sticking out of the torn envelope, and Brittany slowly pulled them away, suspicious.
Santana showed up five minutes later and, when she sat down, Brittany took out the sheets and laid them out on the table, in front of them.
“I made it,” she revealed. Santana froze, as Mike reacted and moved to hug her.
“Yeah… of course you did,” Santana snapped out of it. “Looks like you’ve got some… smart people over there.” Brittany looked over at her, smiling, and Santana moved to hug her back. She was still holding her, and then…
“I think… I’m going to say yes,” Brittany spoke. The room was quiet, as Santana pulled back. “I just need to know that you guys are okay with it, I… I’m scared if I leave… you’ll forget me, or something, but… I really do kind of want to go…” her eyes were brimmed with her indecision.
“Then you should go,” Santana was once again the one to say it. “We’re not going to forget; that would never happen, least of all with me… or him,” she indicated Mike. “Besides, Boston isn’t that far off. We can totally come down and visit you.”
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Brittany smiled.
“And we can chat on the computer,” Mike pitched in, then, “I’m sure there’s someone who can turn it on for you.”
“Actually, Santana showed me,” Brittany revealed.
“Even better,” Mike nodded. The three shared looks.
“I’m going,” Brittany announced. “I’m in.”
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24]
[Cycle 25]
[505] [506] [507] [508] [509]
[510] [511] [512] [513] [514]
[515] [516]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Got Dancing Shoes to Fly Away: 3. Three Steps, Told"
Pairing: Brittany (+ Santana, Mike)
Rating: G
Summary: Brittany is about to be made an offer that could change her life and the Glee Club's too.
Spoilers: None
if you have things you would like to see get written, pleeease drop by the suggestion box. The link is further down!
It's cycle 25! If you'll recall, back in cycle 10 I did my top 15 of favorite things (characters, ships, friends..) in Glee, with a ficlet for each of the numbers, and a chapter fic for number 1 ( check out last time's chart). Now this time around, in order to schedule in a friend's birthday, it's a top SIXTEEN, and the number one's six-chapter fic will be split in three blocks... (5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters) It's less confusing than it seems, I promise ;) Here we go!
Number 1, Chapter 3! As mentioned above, doing things a bit different this time, with two chapters of the number one position after every five days, so here it is! The number one once again is... Brittany! :)
"GOT DANCING SHOES TO FLY AWAY
3. THREE STEPS, TOLD"
Brittany (+ Santana, Mike)
When the audition had ended, they’d told her she would get an answer a few weeks later. There was nothing left to do so, after getting dinner, they had started on their journey back to Lima, Ohio. Now the wait would begin. She didn’t know if she would be getting a letter, or a phone call, but as the days began to pass the only thing she wanted was to know if they’d say yes or no… Then maybe she’d know what her answer was supposed to be.
She had more than enough reasons on either end; the trick was figuring out which column had more merit.
There was a whole lot of appeal in this for her to go, she knew. It was already so exciting to think that they had found her so worthy as to single her out and invite her to try out… This was so much bigger than anything she’d ever been through. But it was more than that. It was like she’d told Santana… this could be her one shot to get something started for herself. College wasn’t going to happen, not without something to open up the way like this… she’d be stuck, and she didn’t want that. She wasn’t just thinking for college though; already at McKinley she was just… trapped. She went to class, day after day, and even if she did understand some parts, most classes just left her with a headache and a feeling that she was just not that smart…
Leaving Lima wasn’t so much an incentive in either direction. She knew a lot of them really looked to get out and go live pretty much anywhere else but, to be honest, she didn’t mind it… Lima was familiar, Lima was home. Everyone she cared about was there… So if anything at all governed the choice to leave or stay, it was them. If she left, she would be in a city so much bigger than her own, without anyone she knew. She’d make new friends, of course, she would… But they wouldn’t be her friends, not Santana, or Mike, or the Glee Club… They knew her, they were good to her, and losing that… it was kind of scary, so much that she could want to keep herself from experiencing that.
She knew sometimes it was necessary, and maybe someday, but… She was still young; it was normal, right? She didn’t use to think about these things so much, not the way she did now. She didn’t know what had made her like this, but she knew it wasn’t wrong; she should feel it.
They were her thoughts, her considerations, every day, but then there were the others, Santana and Mike… No one else knew, still, though she imagined they had to either know something was up, or they would write it up to Brittany being Brittany… But Santana and Mike, they knew. Mike mostly just asked if she’d heard yet and, once she said she hadn’t, he would reassure her if she showed any concerns. Then Santana… she looked both determined that this was right and determined that she’d never done anything so stupid as to even encourage this. When Brittany would tell her that she hadn’t heard from them yet, her words would say ‘You will, it’s fine,’ but her face said ‘oh thank goodness.’
Getting home, she would look through the mail - nothing. She would check messages - none. So she would tell herself ‘maybe tomorrow,’ and that was that. But then one day she got home and… the envelope was on the table, propped up against the wall. She saw her name, saw the seal… She almost blinked to see if, when she opened her eyes again it would still be there. Instead, she reached out her hand and picked it up… Just touching it, she got chills.
Part of her wanted to run out and find Santana, or Mike, or both, so she wouldn’t be on her own when she opened it, but then she realized… Either way, she’d have to make a decision, if it said yes… And if that was the case, then she preferred having it already figured out. So she went up to her room sitting on her bed, with the envelope. She felt it, like thickness would tell her what was inside.
Finally she tore the side and shook out the contents… She turned the sheets around and reading carefully. There was not much to interpret though…
“Dear Miss Pierce, we are pleased to inform you that you have been selected…”
She read the whole thing four times and, just to be sure, she read it two more times… Every time she got through it, her heart beat a little faster. Finally she had to confirm it to herself… she had made it, she was in. She fell back on her bed, still holding the papers, bringing them up to her eyes again from time to time, to make sure once more that she wasn’t dreaming.
And then… she smiled… She smiled… she was smiling… Did that mean she wanted to go? Was she supposed to go? Wondering whether to go or not was one thing when she didn’t know if they would take her, but now… They liked her, they wanted her… They thought she could do it, so what would it mean if she said no?
Could she do it though? Leave her whole life behind? The joy from a moment ago just went right out of her again. She couldn’t decide, not like this… not by herself, as much as she wanted to… She needed them.
So she called Santana, and then Mike, and asked them both to come over. She wouldn’t say why, but they knew what it had to be, so they were on their way. Mike arrived first, finding Brittany just as he had, the day she had him drive her to Santana’s, clutching the envelope. She wouldn’t say a word until they had both arrived, so they sat and waited. Mike slowly craned his neck to try and see the sheets sticking out of the torn envelope, and Brittany slowly pulled them away, suspicious.
Santana showed up five minutes later and, when she sat down, Brittany took out the sheets and laid them out on the table, in front of them.
“I made it,” she revealed. Santana froze, as Mike reacted and moved to hug her.
“Yeah… of course you did,” Santana snapped out of it. “Looks like you’ve got some… smart people over there.” Brittany looked over at her, smiling, and Santana moved to hug her back. She was still holding her, and then…
“I think… I’m going to say yes,” Brittany spoke. The room was quiet, as Santana pulled back. “I just need to know that you guys are okay with it, I… I’m scared if I leave… you’ll forget me, or something, but… I really do kind of want to go…” her eyes were brimmed with her indecision.
“Then you should go,” Santana was once again the one to say it. “We’re not going to forget; that would never happen, least of all with me… or him,” she indicated Mike. “Besides, Boston isn’t that far off. We can totally come down and visit you.”
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Brittany smiled.
“And we can chat on the computer,” Mike pitched in, then, “I’m sure there’s someone who can turn it on for you.”
“Actually, Santana showed me,” Brittany revealed.
“Even better,” Mike nodded. The three shared looks.
“I’m going,” Brittany announced. “I’m in.”
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24]
[Cycle 25]
[505] [506] [507] [508] [509]
[510] [511] [512] [513] [514]
[515] [516]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Got Dancing Shoes to Fly Away: 3. Three Steps, Told"
Pairing: Brittany (+ Santana, Mike)
Rating: G
Summary: Brittany is about to be made an offer that could change her life and the Glee Club's too.
Spoilers: None