The days had been long and Santana was glad it was 'Comfy Monday' Sue gave the girls every Monday that landed on the 30th of a month to dress as they wanted, and it just so happen to be one of those Mondays. Santana was happy the day had finally come so she grabbed some blue jeans and a black tank top, she brushed her hair and teeth and headed down the stairs. Her phone buzzed on the last step but she ignored it, grabbed a hoodie and slipped it over her slim body frame. She grabbed her backpack and headed out the door to a silver Torus awaiting her.
"Morning." A hazel-eye-blonde grinned, from the driver's seat.
"Morning." Santana smiled back leaning across the car to plant a kiss on her lips."God, I'm tired." Santana huffed leaning back and buckling her seat belt.
"Yeah, I almost forgot it was 'Comfy Monday'."
"I see that by the yellow baby doll dress, you remembered just in time," Santana smirked.
"ah ha, ah ha so funny." Quinn shook her head and pulled away from the curb.
Santana smiled settling more into her seat. "Hey did you talk to Rachel yesterday?" Santana asked pulling out her phone to check what that text message was only to see it was just Quinn telling her that she was outside.
"I talked to her, yeah." Quinn nodded keeping her eyes on the road.
"And?" Santana asked her voice exposing the worry she'd rather pretend she never had.
"She's mad at you still." Quinn days honestly. Their next stop is only a block or two away so she quickly pulls up to a little white house. "Sorry.." She adds with a sigh. Santana shook her head and slid out of the car without speaking, of course, the other brunette was still mad at her. It wasn't like she meant for what happened to happen, she was aiming for Wezzy, it wasn't her fault that the little diva stepped in the way. She wouldn't have even thrown the slushie if Sue hadn't threatened to kick her and her girls off the Cheerios Rachel had to have known that. Santana decides to shack the thoughts out of her mind, she'd deal with it later, for now, she was just going to knock on the door and greet one of the most beautiful sights the world had to offer.
The faded blue door opened up and revealed a breathtaking sight. Santana's most favorite sight of all sights. The tall blonde beamed at her. "Morning Sanny." the blue-eyed girl grinned.
"Morning."Sanatana smiled pulling the girl in for a kiss.
"Hmmm..I love 'Comfy Mondays." The blonde grinned. Santana smiled letting Brittany lead her back to the car. She loved Comfy Mondays too, they meant she didn't have to wear white and red, they meant Quinn would wear her adorable baby doll dresses with all but one strand of her hair pushed back and they meant that Brittany would wear well... Santana grinned watching the blonde walk slightly ahead of her, her low cut skirt ending a good hand above the knee and the tight top hugging her body.
"Hey, Britt-Britt did you grab a coat?" She questioned, the as the fall wind lightly blew passed. Brittany turned to face the latina she shook her head no quickly and turned back the car as she pulled the back door open.
"Morning!" She beamed to the blonde inside. Santana decided fast to grab one for her and headed back into the house.
"Hey, San did you make kisses with Rachel yet?" Brittany chimed as the latina crawled back into the car. She let out a mumbled growl and the blonde in the back seat pouted. "did you try?" She asked softly.
"I called, I texted, I called, I went over, I got nothing." Santana huffed. "It's not like I meant to, it was Wezzy or us." She sighed. "And Rachel didn't have to get in the way."
"Wezzy is our friend," Quinn said in one of those you-knew-it-was-wrong tones.
"It's true." Brittany sighed from the backseat.
"Look, Rachel didn't have to save the girl from the facial, she could have let it happen and I would have taken every ounce of blame. But no she had to be the hero." Santana growled staring out the window with the intent to kill every mailbox that passed with just her gaze. The car grew silent and none of the girls spoke. Quinn and Brittany kept their eyes straight ahead while Santana tried to plan out the rest of the day in her head.
I'll apologize to Rae-Rae first, makes sure everything's fine and candy and then, the rest of the day will be cake, no cheer practice, we do have Glee but, maybe I can convince Britt's to ditch. She smiled back at the blond through the rearview mirror No way Q would ditch, to big of a Berry fit. Shit... Santana rolled her eyes realizing that if she skipped Rachel would be mad getting her right back to where she already was.
Rachel spun the combination to her locker with a sad look on her face. "Hey." Santana smiled leaning against the lockers beside Rachel as Rachel grabbed her books. "You look great." She grinned looking Rachel over in her plaid skirt and white blouse. "Don't you just love Comfy Mondays and hot latinas named Santana?" The latina grinned hopefully.
"I do." Rachel nodded. "Comfy Mondays are indeed very lovable." Rachel said coldly shutting her locker.
"Come on Rachel, I said I was sorry, it was a complete accident, you know I would never do something like that to you." Rachel turns on her heels to face the pleading girl.
"I am aware that you did not mean to 'toss a slushie up in my grill' but I am also aware it was meant for our friend Mercedes. And therefor until you apologize to our friend Mercedes well than I guess I am going to have to be upset with you." Rachel spoke calmly before she turned to walk away from the other girl.
"I love you," Santana called after the shorter girl.
Rachel turned around to face the girl with a small smile. "And I love you, Santana." She turned again and headed to her class. Santana let out the breath she didn't know she was holding in and smiled.
"Did you make kisses?" The blonde who'd popped up behind the latina seemingly out of nowhere asked as she wrapped her arms around the shorter girls waist and pulled her close.
"Not yet," Santana spoke leaning back into the other girl. "But we will."
"Your so chicken-y" Brittany smiled into the skin of Santana's neck before kissing it softly.
"Chichen-y huh?"
"Well your not a rooster." The blonde smiled, giving the girl another kiss.
"Right, let's get to class beautiful."
Santana grinned wrapping her legs around the blonde in front of her. She pushed forward to lock their lips again passionately kissing the taller girl. She slid her tongue along the other girls bottom lip and felt Brittany smile before slightly opening her mouth for the other girl.
"Are you two for real?" Quinn's voice didn't stop the girls from continuing, "Come on, Rach is gonna have our heads if we don't get to Glee club like now." Quinn growled.
"Wanna join." Santana smiled pulling away from Brittany. Brittany smiled seductively at the other blonde before pulling Santana back in for another kiss.
"I would love you say yes," Quinn grinned gently pulling them apart a much softer tone than just a few seconds before "but we have another girlfriend a girlfriend that would be very mad for us missing Glee today and..." Quinn smiled it was comfy Monday and if they didn't have cheer practice... "Well, let's just go and will start this conversation later." Brittany smiled and followed the shorter blonde with a smile. Santana sighed everytime things got hot Quinn tossed water on her a trait she both loved and hated. Always so serious. She grabbed her hoodie that had been cast aside and followed the blonde duo out the locker room door.
Rachel smiled as the unholy trinity walked into the choir room all three girls giggling. Santana as Brittany where pinky-locked as always and Quinn smiled shaking her head and smiling as she walked in before them. Seeing Rachel the tall blond giggled happily and let go of the latina's pinky to rush over to her much smaller girlfriend.
"hello." Brittany grinned down at the little diva.
"Hello." Rachel smiled back with a small blush.
"The goats not here yet." Santana smiled leaning in to give the smaller girl a kiss, despite her feelings about everything she'd never pull away.
"I believe Mr. Shuester is indeed late today but I'm sure he'll be here," Rachel says after the quick kiss.
Kurt rolled his eyes, he wasn't too big of a fan of the Cheerios they were rude and pompous but the fearsome foursome were not all that bad. He was there for the slushie to Rachel's face, the slushie meant for his best friend, and when one of the main Cheerios takes a slushie facial for a 'nobody' glee clubber, well they were alright in his book. He'd look past the fact that it one of them happened to be the thrower.
Mr Shuester walked in the room with a smile. "Okay guys, everyone go ahead and take a seat." He girnned showing the excitment for what he was going to scribble across the board. Santana layed her head on Brittany's shoulder and blanked out until the end of the club.
Santana jolted hearing a loud knock on her front door. "You going to get that?" Her mother smiled from the other side of the grannet counter top.
"How do I know it's not for you," Santana smirked taking one fo the slices of tomatoes her mother was cutting for the salad she was making.
"go." her mother said slapping her hand before the girl could grab anymore food. Santana shook her head but did as her mother told her and headed for the front door. The knocking grew louder and a little more urgent.
"I'm coming, just chill." Santana growled a few feet from the door. "Hold your granny panties." She growled just before pulling open the door.
"Santana!" Rachel pushed into the house wrapping her arms around the latina."Thank God! Get a bag, we need to leave!"