A/N- Hello everyone! This is a story I've been thinking about for a while and finally decided to do. It's based off the movie Dirty Dancing but Brittana style. I'm not just writing the movie over word for word again, it's gonna have some slight similarities but it's entirely different. You'll see as the story progresses.

If you've read my other story on here, With One Look I Knew, I talked about writing this and I said that I wanna finish that story first. But seeing as how I have a lot of time on my hands right now, I'm gonna attempt to write these both. Maybe trade off and on every week. We'll see how it goes. Also, please be sure to notice the rating. In case this isn't your thing, there will be mature scenes in this story so you've been warned.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer- I own nothing Glee or Dirty Dancing related. I'm just here to have some fun!

Chapter 1

I had been looking forward to this summer vacation since my parents had told me about it a couple of months ago. It was my first summer off in college and my parents decided to spend an entire two months at a mountain resort. The owners were apparently really good friends with my parents and had offered them the getaway for an insanely good deal. My parents immediately took them up on the offer. They said they had missed me so much over the year and thought a family vacation was exactly what we needed before my next semester started up in August.

My parents had even asked my cousin and best friend Rachel if she would like to come. They knew I didn't want to spend my every waking minute with them all summer so they thought I could use some company my own age. I remember Rachel screaming into the phone when I had called her about it. I'm pretty sure she's been packed ever since that call weeks ago.

The resort resides in the mountains in Pennsylvania. We live in Lima, Ohio so my parents thought it would be a great idea to drive there and see everything instead of flying. My dad's one of those guys who likes to drive straight through the night to avoid the traffic and get there sooner. And that's actually what's going on right now. According to my dad we should be there within the next hour if we don't hit traffic. I'm in the backseat with Rachel, who's drooling into her pillow, and I'm listening to my ipod watching the cities turn into farmlands the closer we get.

"Hey Brittany?" I hear my dad say over the music. I pull out my headphone to show I'm listening. "Can you wake up Rachel? We're almost there and she made me promise to wake her before we got there."

I nod and start shaking the sleeping brunette. Rachel is one of the deepest sleepers I've ever seen. She could sleep through a hurricane and not even flinch. After about a full minute of me shaking her does she finally start to stir awake.

"Mmm we there?" Rachel asked yawning as she looked around at our surroundings. The road we're on was leading us right up through the mountains. The higher up we went, the more my ears kept popping because of the altitude changing. Everything was so green and beautiful up here. The perfect getaway destination.

"Almost. About ten minutes according to my GPS." My dad told her as he navigated the bumpy road.

"Uncle Greg, that's not nearly enough time for me to get ready! Now I have to rush!" Rachel yelled frantically pulling out a mirror and her make up kit.

"You look fine Rach. You're beautiful." My mom said turning back to face us.

"I've got sleep creases all over my face." Rachel claimed using her hand to rub furiously at her cheeks in hopes of getting rid of the lines.

I just shook my head at her. I loved my cousin very much, but sometimes she could be a little overdramatic. Looking back out my window, more and more signs started to appear for the resort until finally after a few minutes, we were pulling up to a giant log cabin. We all scrambled out to stretch our legs and as I was leaning to stretch my sore back, I looked up at the sign hanging over the porch of the cabin.

EVAN'S FAMILY RESORT- ADMINISTRATION OFFICE

"Let's go check in ladies." My dad said as he ushered all of us inside.

The woman sitting at the massive desk immediately got up to greet us when we opened the door. This place was like a mansion it was so big. My mouth hung open a little as I took it all in. This wasn't any ordinary camping resort.

"Welcome to the Evan's Resort! How can I help you all today?" The cheery, red headed woman asked.

"We're here to check in. Greg and Donna Pierce." My dad replied.

"Ah yes! Mr. Evans is expecting you. I was told to inform him when you all arrived as he wants to greet you personally. Just give me one moment please." The receptionist ran back behind the desk and made a quick call. "He's on his way. And as you wait, I can have the staff start taking your luggage to your cabin." The woman hit a bell on her desk and a group of boys in khaki shorts and white polos with the resort name on the breast pocket walked up.

"Mr. Pierce, if you wouldn't mind giving them your keys, they will unload your luggage and park your car in our long term parking lot. I assure you everything will be treated with the utmost of care."

My dad gladly handed his keys to a boy with glasses then he and another two boys- one muscular with a mohawk and the other a tall, lanky guy who was staring wide eyed at Rachel (who was completely oblivious)- walked out to our car and pulled away.

"Greg! Good to see you made it!" A tall, blonde man yelled as he came down the grand staircase. He was dressed neat but casual, giving off that vacation vibe. He walked up to my parents and embraced them in a hug like good friends do. "Donna, you look radiant! You haven't changed a bit!" My mom smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Paul, I'd like to introduce you to our daughter Brittany and our niece Rachel. Girls, this is Paul Evans. We were roommates in college. He and his wife have been friends with us for years." My dad announced, smiling brightly at seeing his old friend again.

"It's a pleasure to meet you girls. I have a son your age. I'm sure you'll meet him very soon. Perhaps tonight, if you'll all join me for dinner at our dining house? Best table in the house and the best chefs money could buy." My mom and dad agreed and Paul offered to give us a tour of the resort after we finished checking in.

Each cabin is provided a six person golf cart to get around the resort. Paul took us around in his personal cart and pointed out all the resort had to offer. There was a massive lake filled with canoes and swimmers with lifeguards on duty, an outdoor and indoor exercise area with a man-made track, tennis and basketball courts, an indoor pool for rainy days, a five-star restaurant know as the "dining house" that was always open, a theatre for live shows and dancing, stables for horseback riding, and a ton more. This place had everything to keep us busy for the whole summer.

Paul pulled the cart up to a beautiful, two story cabin. It had a wrap around deck that over-looked the mountains and lake. It was like something out of a Thomas Kinkade painting. This place was worth every penny and it looked like Paul had put those pennies to good use.

"And this is your cabin for the next two months. This is my best cabin and you'll all be well taken care of." Paul said as he handed my dad a set of keys and patted him on the shoulder. "If you have any problems, I gave you the number to my assistant Emma. She'll handle anything for you."

My dad handed me the keys as he and my mom were still talking to Paul and Rachel and I went into the cabin. Walking in automatically took my breath away. There was a huge living room area complete with a towering stone fireplace, a fully stocked kitchen, dining area, and the master bedroom all on the same floor. Upstairs were two bedrooms and each had their own bathroom with a walk in shower and Jacuzzi tub.

Rachel and I both ran for the rooms we wanted. I noticed a sliding glass door in mine so I opened it and found myself on my own personal balcony with the gorgeous view. I could already picture myself out here reading a book or listening to music as I relaxed. These next two months were going to be amazing.

After we sorted our luggage that was stacked nicely in the living room and put everything away, we all took showers and dressed nicely before we left for dinner. Paul said to meet him around five o'clock and he would have our table ready. Rachel and I dressed similar in summer dresses. But unlike Rachel who chose a pair of sandals to go with her dress, I chose my black and white converse high tops which went with everything in my opinion. When my mom saw them she gave me a pointed look and opened her mouth to say something. Luckily, my dad caught her first.

"Honey, leave her be. She's on vacation. No one cares about her shoes." My mom just rolled her eyes and shook her head. My dad always covered for me.

"Fine. But we need to be leaving if we don't want to be late." My mom said grabbing her purse and leading us out the door. My dad came over to me and kissed my forehead with a smile before we followed after my mom and Rachel.

The dining house wasn't far from our cabin so we opted to walk there and enjoy the scenery. Everywhere was signs pointed to different things and buildings so no one could get lost. Most of the signs showed the things we had seen on our tour, but the one showing "Dance Studio" was new. I didn't really know how to dance except for how people dance when at a party or something. Nothing professional like what I'm sure they teach here.

We all walked in to the building and the aroma of the food had us all nearly drooling. The hostess at the podium asked for our cabin number and my dad told her Cabin 2. She smiled and said that our table was ready. We walked through the dining area where there easily had to be a hundred tables and we were led to a raised area off from the room where it was more private. Sitting at the table already was Paul, a woman who looked to be his wife, and a boy my age with blonde hair and a big smile. The three of them got up and came around to greet us. My mom and Paul's wife, Cindy I heard, were talking like they hadn't seen each other in years and were so excited to reconnect.

Paul came over to us with his hand on the boy's shoulder who was smiling brightly at me.

"Everyone, this is my son Sam. You'll probably see him around as he helps around the resort. Sam, this is Greg, Donna, and Brittany Pierce. And their niece Rachel."

Sam walked around to all of us to shake our hands in greeting. When he got to me though, he held it a bit longer and smiled.

"It's nice to meet you Brittany."

I smiled politely and returned the sentiment. We all headed to the table and I thanked Sam as he pulled my chair out for me and Rachel. As soon as we were all seated, a waitress came and started taking our orders. Mine and Sam's parents dove right into a conversation leaving Sam, Rachel, and I to kinda get to know each other. Rachel was a born chatterbox so she engaged in a topic with Sam and I listened on. I'm not much of a talker. I never really was. I didn't really have that many friends growing up besides Rachel and I was also an only child. I've always kept to myself and until I feel comfortable around someone, I like to be a quiet observer.

It didn't take long for our food to arrive and it was really good. I tried not to wolf down my whole plate in seconds but I was starving from being in a cramped car for an entire day with just little snacks to eat.

"So Brittany," Paul got mine and everyone's attention. "I hear you go to Ohio State?"

"Yes sir." I replied quietly.

"What are you studying?" Everyone looked at me, making me kinda nervous.

"Umm…I'm getting my business degree." My parents smiled in pride at my answer. To be honest, it wasn't exactly what I had in mind for my future, but they told me I can get really good jobs with a business degree backing me up.

"That's very smart. That's how I managed to get this place. You can go far with that." I smiled and nodded subtly as the conversation moved to Rachel. All throughout dinner, the conversation never dwindled and it was actually a really nice night.

As the last of the plates were cleared away, we all decided to call it an early night and start fresh in the morning. We were just saying goodnight when Sam stopped me from leaving.

"Hey, if you're interested, I could show you around tomorrow?"

I looked behind me and saw our parents and Rachel a little further away and turned back.

"I think tomorrow my parents wanted Rachel and I to explore with them." I tried letting him down gently. He looked a little put out.

"That's alright. We have all summer to get to know each other." He reminded me. I gave him a quick smile and nod before saying goodnight and heading to catch up with my family.

When we got back to the cabin, it felt like exhaustion hit us all at once. We all said goodnight and went up to our rooms to unwind and crash. I changed out of my dress and threw on some shorts and a tank top and crawled into my own massive queen sized bed. My bed at home is only a full size so this felt huge in comparison.

I looked at the clock and saw it was only going on nine and even though it was still pretty early for bed, as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out cold.

The next morning we were all up bright and early and heading to the dining house for breakfast. Since it was a really nice day out, I threw on some jean shorts and a t-shirt with an old fashion microphone on it with my trusty converses. We all piled onto our golf cart and drove around to see if anything was going on today. Apparently a lot of people like getting up early here as there were people playing tennis, swimming, or just up and enjoying the early morning mountain air.

We parked the cart in a cute little golf cart parking lot and made our way into the building. Even the dining house was getting busy with early risers. The hostess led us to an unoccupied table and told us our waitress would be around shortly. I was looking through the breakfast menu when my mom put her hand on my wrist to get my attention.

"Paul's son seemed really sweet, didn't he?" She said with a big smile on her face. I shrugged.

"I guess."

"Maybe you two will hit it off while we're here. A lot can happen in two months." She nudged me like I didn't get the hint.

"I don't know." I wasn't really looking for anything except to relax but I knew my mom wouldn't let this go.

Before my mom could reply, our waitress showed up. I gave her a silent thank you in my head for the interruption.

"Good morning! My name's Quinn and I'll be taking care of you today." Quinn was a pretty short haired blonde with bright eyes. She had kind of a classic beauty to her. Everything about her persona drew you in. When she went around the table getting everyone's orders, I was surprised to see Rachel, who's usually calm and collected, a bumbling and stuttering mess. I gave her a questioning look but she just ignored me and tried to pull my parents into a conversation when Quinn left.

I'm not a huge breakfast person so I had ordered something small to eat and finished before everyone else. As I waited for everyone to finish, I looked around at all the other people staying here and noticed they all seemed kinda ritzy. Not blatantly rich, but you could tell these people prefer pricey getaways like this. My family wasn't rich, but we got by just fine. I probably stuck out like a sore thumb with my clothing choices but I could care less about that.

Finally everybody's plates were cleared and Quinn came back to see if we needed anything else. Rachel stayed quiet but her bumbling self came back out when she tried to help hand Quinn the dishes and nearly dropped them. I decided to get up and save her before she caused anymore damage.

"Hey mom and dad, would you mind if Rachel and I went to explore on our own for a bit?" I asked, looking more at my dad as he usually caves first.

"Sure sweetie. You girls don't need to hang around with us old folks all the time. Just don't get into any trouble." My dad said as he handed over the spare cabin key from his pocket.

"Thanks daddy. We won't." I said taking the key from him and leaving with Rachel.

We walked around and saw all the different activities going on. They had things for kids to do while their parents had some time to themselves, things for families to do together, and things to do alone if you want to. This place could really fill up a whole day.

When we came up on the theatre, Rachel begged me to go in and see what was going on. She was a theatre major so this was a haven for her. Before I could say sure she bolted in and I stayed outside to look around some more.

A little further down the path from the theatre, I could hear music coming from a small, white building that had all its windows wide open. I knew Rachel would be in the theatre a little longer so I let my curiosity lead me down to that building to see what was going on.

The music playing had to be at least five decades old. I could tell by the pops and crackles that sounded from it, like it was coming off of an old record. When I got to the steps, there was a sign hanging on the banister.

"Dance Lessons- Learn To Waltz, Tango, Cha-Cha, and More!"

Underneath the sign was a list of times everyday and it seemed the first one of the day had just started. The front door was wide open, I guess to help keep it cool in there from everyone dancing, and I walked just close enough to stick my head in. There was about ten or twelve people and they were spread out into three lines. I could only see the instructor from behind as she and the rest of them all faced away from me. The wall they were facing was a huge mirror and I watched as the instructor demonstrated a few steps. From behind, all I could see was her long, black hair pulled up in a ponytail, a black tank top that showed off her back and arms, and black, tight shorts with tennis shoes.

Her voice had a husky quality to it that drew me in. I wanted to see her face for some unknown reason. So very quietly, I walked in and moved along the back wall to get a better look. But just as I moved to the perfect spot, she turned around and I froze.

'Jesus she's gorgeous', I thought.

I've seen a lot of beautiful girls and never thought anything of it, but this girl was different. I couldn't look away. I don't know why I all of a sudden felt nervous and excited over a girl I've only seen for the first time for two seconds. My eyes couldn't leave her.

Maybe it was my staring that did it, but a second later her eyes found mine all the way in the back. My heart started racing and I was on the verge of panic. She noticed I wasn't joining in and scrunched her eyebrows in curiosity before she told everyone to keep going and slowly walked through them to get to me. I stayed completely frozen as I watched her smiling face come closer.

"Hi, were you looking to join us today?" She asked me. My mouth bobbed open and closed like a fish and I knew I looked like an idiot.

"Ummm…..n-no sorry. I-I just heard music and wanted to see w-what it was." I stuttered. The instructor nodded her head and offered her hand to me to shake.

"Well, I'm Santana. I'm one of the dance teachers here. I hope you change your mind. Legs like yours look like they were made to dance." She winked at me as we shook hands and then she was going back to her class as they all waited for further instruction.

As soon as I could feel my muscles move again, I bolted out the door before I could further embarrass myself. I saw Rachel just coming out of the theatre so I caught up with her out of breath.

"Are you okay? You look like you just sprinted and your face is all red?" Rachel asked me concerned.

"I'm fine. Just hot. Why don't we go see what's that way?" I asked pointing in the opposite direction.

Rachel gave me another look before agreeing and leading the way, talking about the play the theatre was auditioning for and how she was thinking about joining them. I only half listened as I followed and gave the dance studio one more look over my shoulder as the music continued to flow out the windows.

It was going to be an interesting summer.

A/N 2- I'd love reviews on how everyone feels about this one so far! They really help get the creative juices flowing. See you all next time! *If there's anyone here lol*