Brittany/brittany Glee Novels & Stories

"Brittany!" She flinched looking at me. "J..Ji..Jia.." Brittany was the most troubled girl in the school. She always kept to herself, never made friends and was always scared of something. I had tried to talk to her many times but she never reciprocated. She was bullied by everyone at school. She is Jake's mate? I looked at her hand. "What happened? Are you ok?" I asked with concern "Ya..ya I..I am ok. I..I just fell." She stuttered keeping her things back in her bag

That was until Alicia's finger snapped out of her reverie. Brittany let out a brief squeal before patting herself on both cheeks. "Oh my God, am I dreaming? Who is this girl in front of me?! Woohoo! Amazing! You look, you... Oh, my gosh, I almost stopped breathing," she said quickly. The excitement in the room was caused by Alicia's physical transformation. The Brooklyn-born girl had dyed her hair jet black and straightened it--with Brittany's straightening iron--so her face looked very defined now. Plus, she wears short bangs now.

Lily’s been coughing more at night. I’m checking prices on the herb stall when I see him. Devin stands at the edge of the road, hair still damp from washing, laughing at something with his head tipped back. My heart does the stupid thing. Don’t, I think, but my feet have already started moving. “Devin!” I call onto him. He turns. And smiles. He’s so handsome . . . And for exactly two seconds it is wonderful. Then I see who he’s standing with. Brittany is wearing a pale blue dress I’ve never seen before. Her dark hair is down, falling perfectly, because of course it is. She looks at me and her whole face opens up as though I’m the best thing she’s seen all week.

Dressed in head-to-toe white, oversized sunglasses perched atop her head like a crown, platinum curls cascading over her shoulders, and a smug smirk on her glossed lips. Gerald said nothing at first. His jaw was tight, eyes flickering between the two women like a man caught in a silent hurricane. A strange feeling twisted in Anna’s stomach—hot and sharp, but tightly contained. Anger, yes. But also… something else. Something she wasn’t ready to name. Brittany looked her up and down with a slow, sneering glance, her expression dripping with disdain. “Well, well,” she muttered under her breath, loud enough to hear. “The help has arrived.”

Brittany nodded her head then looked at MJ, who's laughing with Dylan beside him. She smiles then looks down at her hands, looking at her ring finger, and caresses the diamond ring. "So, what club did you join, Brittany?" The said girl looked up and saw MJ looking at her and waiting for her answer. Everyone's gaze stops at her as they all wait for her answer. "Ahh... I'm a Cheerleader, the vice-captain" she said that made MJ’s ears perk up. "Really? I don't usually see you there when I visit Patima" he said that made the others nod as well.

He stood behind Brittany and watched her. Brittany continued to yell like she always did. "Of course he isn't. B****, you're not even pretty. Look at yourself! You're nothing! He obviously wouldn't be interested in a loser like you!" Oops... Antonio was glaring daggers at Brittany. Oh, she's gonna get it... "Umm..." I looked at Brittany, and then up at Mr. Decarlo. I pursed my lips, not knowing what to do. "What!? Are you speechless now?" Brittany stepped closer. "You'd better stay away from Nate. Or else, I swear I'm gonna-,"

tanya Zayn took half a loaf smeared tasteless butter and swallowed it greedily. "That's where I feel weird, Zayn. How can I be bisexual? I don't like that and that woman is my own enemy that I have to conquer," grumbled Brittany shyly in response to her omega soul instead of feeling happy every time this strange request came in during the free time Brittany had. Zayn looked up curiously as he captured Nadhea's heart.