My fourth fanfic, couldn't believe it. This one is dedicated for Brody Weston and Santana Lopez (Brotana) or Dean Geyer and Naya Rivera. I don't know why people don't pair them, I mean, the both hot and talented. They're must be perfect to be together.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, I'm just a gleek.

Santana' POV

Brody's POV

Moving to New York…

Brit encouraged me to move to the Big Apple, it didn't mean that I prefer to be in Lima watching Brit making out with Sam. Now, that I'm over her, I guess I could open myself for another lover. Since Brit chose Sam over me, I think I've become straight again. Girl breaks my feelings more than a guy could do to me.

So, now here I was, on the subway, talking to… whoever you are. This big city is really crowded. The guy in front of me, keep giving me smirks, hate him. Can I have someone good looking who I can talk with?

"Ouch.." I was upset when a guy steps on my toes. "It hurts…" I groaned.

"I'm really sorry.." I heard a guy apologized.

I looked up to him. He's charming, with white skin and brunette hair.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, totally.. Next time, watch out with other's feet when you're walking." I murmured.

"Sure. I'm really really sorry." He said. "Can I sit next to you?" He asked.

"Yeah, you better sit here before you step on my toes again." I complained.

"Thank you. I'm Brody." He introduced himself.

"And.. It is my business because? Oh, wait, it's not my business." I said, looking back at my phone.

"So mean." I heard he whispered.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked him.

"Nothing. So, you don't want to tell me your name?" He asked.

"Nope." I answered.

"Okay." He said.

"I'm not talking to stranger. Sorry." I said.

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you too. It's my stop, so, see you next time, pretty." He picked his bag from the ground and winked at me while he said it.

I looked at the board, then I realized that it's my stop too..

I've called Kurt last Monday to ask him if it's okay I'm moving in with him and Rachel, he said it would be cool. I checked their address, which I've saved on my phone. I picked my bags and got out of the train. I walked to the bus stop and headed to my new apartment.

New York! I couldn't believe that I would live in this big busy spectacular city! Look at those women, their clothes! Fancy! I bet you could even find them in neither Ohio nor Kentucky. In fact, Kentucky is even worse than my hometown.

Room number 16, 17, 18... Oh! There it is!

I found Kurt and Rachel's apartment then rang the bell.

"Wait a sec." I heard a boy's voice from inside. Wait, I think I knew that voice! But whose?

The door opened and there he is. That same perfect smile and brunette hair.

"Hey.. You're the girl on the train right? I'm sorry that I stepped on your toes." He recognized me.

I'm just standing there, surprised. "Um, I'm looking for Kurt and Rachel." I said.

"Is that Santana?" I heard Kurt calling my name.

"Kurt?" I asked back.

"Come in!" He shouted.

Brody was still staring at me... "What?" I asked him.

"You're beautiful." He said.

"Thank you." I blushed a little. "Now, If you excuse me, I want to meet my friends." I continued.

"Ow, sorry." He said. He moved himself from the entrance so I could step in. Kurt and Rachel's apartment is huge! The decoration is also great. I'm sure that Kurt did them, because Rachel has no sense of art when it comes to decorations.

"Santana!" I heard Rachel calling me. The next minutes she was hugging me so tight.

"Uhum… I think the food is starting to be burnt." Brody interrupted us.

"O God! Don't" Rachel ran to the kitchen.

I kept standing on my place and after several minutes, Kurt finally said, "Please, sit down. And I want to introduce you to our New York friend, Mr. Brody Weston. Brody, This is Santana Lopez."

"I've met him before." I said.

"So, you're Santana Lopez…" Brody started to saying something.

"How could you guys met?" Kurt asked us.

"Uhm.. He took the same train as me." I answered.

"Yeah. And I stepped on her toes." Brody added.

"And Santana did nothing to you? This Latina is dangerous. A really amazing slapper." I heard Kurt whispering to Brody.

"Kurt.." I shouted.

"I'm going to help Rachel for the meal.. Oops." He replied.

Kurt disappeared into the kitchen then there were only me and that Brody guy. He moved closer and sat next to me on the couch.

"A NYADA student too?" He asked.

"No. I didn't move here to study in some expensive, unbearable art school." I answered.

"Okay, you know what, this is awkward." I said.

"The lunch is ready…" Rachel was singing while carrying a big bowl of salad.