As much as I loved writing Hollywood Living and MWAK I always had another vision for them and their family/career. So this is an alternate route for them. This story takes place 3 years after their engagement party in Forever Friends. So they have been married for 3 years, and only have Noah as a son. Some of you might like the story, some of you might be too attached to Ashton, Carter, and Mackenzie; and that's cool too. This is just an alternate universe version of Hollywood Living.
The storyline is drastically different, events that happened in the original story, will not happen here for the most part, but I do ask that you give the story a fair chance...yep talking to you guest reviewers. Lol
"Thanks, this looks amazing." Santana smiled as her lunch, a plate of grilled salmon over a bed of charred spinach and pine nuts, with a side of wild rice on the side, was set in front of her as she sat at the kitchen island, quickly texting on her phone.
"I have Brittany's lunch prepared as well, is she home?" Chef Brey, Brittany and Santana's chef, a thin African American woman with long, and extremely neat dark brown dreadlocks asked, pouring Santana a glass of iced green tea.
Santana took a bite and nodded. "Yeah, she was getting out of the shower before I came down." She replied, scrolling through Amazon, looking for a specific Funko Pop figurine he didn't have.
"Okay, ummm should I set her lunch out or wrap it up?" Chef Brey asked.
"You can set it out." Brittany stated as she walked in the blue and light grey marble kitchen of their six million, six bedroom, ten bathroom house. Leaning down and kissing Santana on the top of the head, she tapped her wife's phone screen and shook her head. "I ordered that one for him already." She stated, nodding a thank you when her stuffed chicken breast and polenta were set down. "Thanks Brey."
"He has so many of these damn things." Santana replied. "How was your meeting this morning?" She asked, setting her phone down and focusing on her wife of three years.
Brittany took a bite of her chicken and nodded. "Good." She mumbled. "I signed the contract with MTV, so you are looking at one of the judges for the show Dance 2 Dance." She blushed as Santana's eyes widened.
"Congrats B!" She beamed, hopping off of her stool and walking over to the other side of the island to hug Brittany tightly, kissing down the side of her face.
"Thanks, it's not working everyday super long hours like we thought either, we are filming over the course of a month just twice a week, those days are like 12 hour days, but it'll be so worth it, I'm so excited." Brittany rattled on quickly.
"Super happy for you, baby." She added before turning her head and kissing her softly on the lips before going back to her stool. "Email me your schedule for today, please. I know Mimi is picking up Noah from school today, since Im going on Jimmy Fallon, but what time will you be home?"
Brittany finished her chicken and chugged her bottle of water. "Headed to Fierce Pierce to do some paperwork, then I'm meeting with Rihanna to go over some ideas for her new music video. So, I'll probably be home around 7? Want to go to dinner?"
"Date night or family night?" Santana asked, taking their plates to the sink and setting them in the dishwasher.
"Your choice." Brittany responded.
"Date night it is." Santana nodded. "I'll get us reservations somewhere for eight, and I'll let Noah pick whatever he wants to eat for dinner, and I'll order it for him. Brey has the night off since it's Tuesday."
"Text Hannah and see if she can babysit." Brittany suggested as Santana walked out of the kitchen, nodding in the process.
"She's known for her sultry singing voice, and is the first new artist to sweep the Grammy's winning best new artist, song of the year, record of the year, and album of the year! Help me welcome Santana Lopez to the stage!" Jimmy Fallon announced, standing up and clapping as Santana smiled and walked out, waving to the crowd. She was wearing a pair of white jeans with rips on the thighs and knees, a pair of red and purple stilettos, and white silk blouse with different color lip sticks tubes on the right side of the shirt. She had her hair in loose curls and had on a natural layer of make up.
"Hey everyone!" She waved with a big smile after hugging Jimmy, kissing him on the cheek.
"So Santana, you are a huge rising star right now, you swept the Grammy's last year, what was that like?" Jimmy asked, holding up a vinyl album cover of her debut album Snatana. "How did you pull that off, you made history, you know?"
Santana nodded quickly. "Gosh! I have no idea, I owe everything to my creative team, my cowriters, my background singers, my producers, just everyone!" She beamed.
"Your first single was titled The Way, what is that song about?"
Santana smoothly crossed her legs and took a sip of the coffee at the desk. "It's about love, accepting that love that you are destined to receive."
"You wrote it yourself?"
"Yes," Santana nodded. "It's personal love story with myself. See, the song isn't about your husband or wife, it's about loving yourself but it can be interpreted any way you want it to be."
"Clever, clever..." Jimmy laughed. "You did an interview last year where you revealed you were discovered off of Instagram?" He then asked.
Santana blushed while tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, what some people don't know if about 3 years ago I was cast as the lead in a pilot comedy tv show. Things fell through so the show never filmed or aired, so I was out of work. I had just gotten married and was working on getting IVF to get pregnant, but was unsuccessful so I decided to give my body a little break and start back up in another six months or so. Since I was having trouble landing a consistent acting gig my wife convinced me to start posting little videos singing on Instagram after I did a cover of a Whitney Houston song and got over 400,000 views. So I did a few more covers, and eventually started a separate Instagram page for them, I would post short teasers on Instagram then head over to Youtube to post longer videos, to monetize, to earn money to help out with the day to day bills, even though we were good on money, I wanted to pull my own weight." She laughed. "I started seeing my videos getting posted on different websites and blogs but didn't think anything of it. I was still going on acting auditions the whole time, and had some commercial spots here and there. Mercedes Jones is one of my best friends, and had put out two number 1 albums already, she throws this Christmas concert every year, and pulled me up on stage with her to sing. There were some industry people in the audience, they recognized me from instagram, and the rest is history."
"Whoa, that's pretty inspiring, and your wife, Brittany, is a choreographer?"
"Yes, she works with the biggest names in the industry, putting together concerts, music videos, different performances, and she owns a studio here in LA, Fierce Pierce dance academy." Santana nodded.
"So when you made all this money what was the first thing you bought, first major thing?" He asked.
Santana thought for a minute. "I bought myself a red G Wagon, all decked out, then Brittany and I bought a beautiful home in the hills."
"So what can we expect next from you? Working on new music?"
"I am, I've started putting some things together for my sophomore album, getting the vibe together, and thinking of what producers I want to work with. I'm excited for it."
7pm
"The dog drove his car to the park." Noah read, cuddled in Santana's lap.
"Good job, mijo." Santana smiled, kissing the top of his head. "So Aunt Hannah is on her way, are you going to behave yourself?"
"Yes mommy." He nodded. "I can play my video games?"
Santana sighed and checked the time, before locking eyes with Brittany, who walked in the living room, dressed in a pair of navy blue leather pants and a fitted denim shirt, white low top distressed Converse on her feet, her hair in a high bun. "Just for 30 minutes, then I want you to read Aunt Hannah a story before bed.
"Hannah should be here any minute now." Brittany added, just as the doorbell rang.
Noah jumped off Santana's lap and took off running through the house, Rocky, their 2 year old pit bull running after him happily. Santana followed after him and smiled when she saw her sister in law, who was attending college at USC quickly picked Noah up and kissed all over his face before setting him back down and hugging Santana.
"Hey San." Hannah smiled.
"Hey babe, Noah already ate, he gets to play his playstation fr thirty minutes, then he needs to read a book to you before bed." Santana explained at Rocky started to bark. "Stop it." She frowned at the dog, who huffed and lied down on Hannah's feet.
Brittany walked over and kissed her younger sister on the forehead. "Hey Hannah, how were classes today?"
"Good." Hannah nodded.
"There's food in the fridge, eat whatever you want, and we'll be home around 11 or so. Are you staying the night?" Brittany asked as Santana tickled Noah on the couch.
"I didnt pack any clothes, but I can." Hannah shrugged, rubbing Rocky on his stomach.
"Don't worry about clothes." Santana reminded her. "Ready to go B?"
Santana took a sip of her martini and winked at Brittany. "Tonight is so nice, we've been crazy busy lately and havent spent enough alone time together." She told her wife.
"I agree, I was thinking of booking us a trip, a quick weekend trip to Hawaii, my parents can watch Noah for the weekend." Brittany suggested. "Some fun and relaxing in the sand, laying out by the water, we definitely need that."
Santana ate a forkful of ceviche and nodded. "I would love that."
Brittany took a sip of her rum and coke before setting the glass down slowly. "What about a girls trip?"
"No."
"Santana, you didnt even think about it." Brittany pouted.
"Nothing to think about, Quinn has four kids, she's separated from Puck, Mercedes has her daughter, and fuck Rachel." Santana shook her head. "it's a disaster waiting to happen." She reached over and cut a piece of Brittany's steak and ate it. "Let's just have a wifey vacation where we can relax, reconnect, and drink."
Brittany stared at her wife before shrugging, "fine, but I want a girls night, we've been working like crazy and I want some down time."
Santana rolled her eyes. "I dont know why you insist on having friends when you have me." She scoffed. "But fine, let's have a game night or something, will that curve your appetite for friendship?"
Brittany laughed. "You're an ass."
"It's a gift." Santana winked. "Plan a game night at our house, but if shit gets crazy, it's on you."
Brittany finished her drink and shrugged. "It'll be fine."
"Enough about everyone else, let's talk about us." Santana smiled, sliding closer to Brittany in the booth, turning her head and kissing her softly on the lips. "So how was your day?"
"Good, I got a lot of work done at Fierce Pierce, we are growing so fast right now." Brittany beamed.
"Thinking of expanding?" Santana asked.
"Not just yet," Brittany shook her head. "I'm thinking of just adding more classes, maybe extend the hours. I want the demand to really be there, but not so much that people don't even want to bother signing up for classes, does that make sense?"
"Supply and demand, but you want to stay ahead of the demand, with a slight edge." Santana nodded. "Are you thinking of teaching more classes yourself?"
"Yeah, but I want to keep my teaching minimum, not too much commitment since I just signed on for this show, and I still have some commitments for artists for music videos. And you know I'm holding out with fingers and toes crossed to see if I get the call for the Victoria Secret fashion show or for fashion week."
"We're going to fashion week in New York anyways this year, so that would be cool." Santana nodded as her cell phone chirped with a text. She immediately rolled her eyes and tossed the phone down. "I need a new assistanct, Jocelyn is fuckin fired tomorrow."
"Don't fire her until you get a replacement, you'll just be in a bigger mess, what did she do now?" Brittany asked.
"She never booked my flight to Chicago." She rolled her eyes, lifting her drink and taking a sip.
Brittany frowned, "aren't you supposed to leave in a few days?"
"Yes, I'll just book the damn tickets myself." Santana snapped. "I'm calling Cedes as soon as we get home to see what service she used to find her assistant." Brittany nodded while continuing to eat, knowing her wife would rave about her assistant for another twenty or so minutes.
Santana yawned while walking back in their bedroom, "Hannah is settled in the guest room, and Noah is asleep." She told Brittany, sliding in bed and straddling her right away, Brittany tossing her phone down and grabbing her hips. "She really doesnt just want to move in with us?"
Brittany raised an eyebrow, "if she moves in she's not an automatic babysitter." She reminded her wife. "She's in college, and partying still."
"True." Santana shrugged, leaning forward and kissing Brittany softly. "How much did you put on her card?"
"$200."
"Cool."
"Do we have plans tomorrow?" Brittny asked, pulling Santana to lean on her chest, and rubbing her back.
The Latina shifted to get more comfortable and shook her head. "No, wait...yes I do. I have a photoshoot at 2 I think. My dumb ass assistant, didnt text me and remind me, or send out any type of reminder at all. Let's trade assistants."
Brittany laughed loudly. "No, my assistant is a dream, and she works at Fierce Pierce too, I dont need her being on your beck and call for pineapple rings in the middle of the night. You know this is why you cant keep an assistant."
"Who's side are you on?" Santana mumbled angrily.
Brittany flipped them over and kissed down her neck. "The side has my wife happy."
"What are you up to tomorrow?" Santana asked.
"Going to stop by my parents house." Brittany shrugged.
"I'm so happy we were able to convince them to move out here." Santana beamed, "it's so nice to have family so close. I know I have some cousins out here, and my Uncle Marco is out here in Oakland, but this just reals so amazing, and I love their bond with Noah."
Brittany nodded, "my dad was able to transfer to the west coast office, and my mom retired early, and is now opening her own little boutique, which has always been a dream of hers."
"She's so cute with it too, I as over there with Noah last week and she was showing him all the different color swatches she had for the walls." Santana laughed. "He was so confused, but held on to her every word. I know my parents death was a lot for him, and I've been kind of all over since myself, so it's just nice, really nice and comforting to have that mom and dad feeling around."
"Well let's get some sleep." Brittany told her, peppering soft kisses to her face.
"Orrrrrrrr." Santana sat up. "Since Hannah is here, we can sneak out for a drink?"
"What?" Brittany asked, sitting up quickly. "Let's slip out and find a hole in the wall bar, and have a few drinks."
"What's gotten into you?" Brittany asked with a smile.
"We are only 32 years old, why are we going to sleep at 11pm?" Santana asked, hoping ut of bed and running to their walk in closet, reemerging dressed in ripped jeans, and a distressed white t-shirt."
Brittany shrugged and jumped out of bed. "I'll give Hannah and extra $1000 tonight, that'll entice her more to stay in."