Disclaimer: as usual I don't own Glee, Ruyan Murphy is a genius. I don't own any of the lyrics that I will use in or future chapters.
A/N: Oops I did it again! I got this idea and now I am running with it. I wanted to do a fic with all four of my favorite girls. I have trouble writing Britt, because I feel that she is more complicated , she has sides that most of have not been able to grasp, nor even seen yet. So please be patient with me as I try to do her and the other three girls justice. This is going to be a short story I think… that is unless it develops into something more. Who knows…sometimes they just keep talking to me and I keep on writing.
Thanks
Taylor
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~ Santana ~
Santana sat at her desk looking at her computer. I'm not looking, I'm not looking. Santana Lopez is NOT …she clicked her inbox to see if there was an email. She growled at the computer, she looked at the Skype notification, and growled again. What the hell! She pushed away from her desk, and picked up her cell, leaving the bedroom.
"Where you going?" her mother called after her.
"Out, I can't stay here a minute longer." Santana called over her shoulder
"You should have gone to New York, I told you to go." Maria Lopez appeared from the end of the hall.
"Mom I can't leave Britt all by herself." Santana leaned her head on the door.
"You can't hang your own dreams on someone else." she whispered to her daughter quietly.
"I'm not mom. Brittany isn't only my girlfriend, or my best friend, she is my soul mate and I'm sorry that you don't understand that," Santana flipped around to plead with her mother.
"I get it, even if I don't get it, you know what I mean. I know how important she is, but you staying behind so that you can be together is a mistake." Maria reached out to hug her daughter.
"That is your opinion, and you're entitled it mom. Let's just agree o disagree." Santana shrugged her mothers attempt of affection off.
Santana left without further conversation. Jumping into her car, she headed over to Britt's house. Her cell phone rang and she sighing when she saw that I was. "What's up Tubbers?"
"Nice to hear from you to Santana"
"Yeah, yeah how's Yale?"
"Terrible, I miss Rachel. I miss you guys." Quinn muttered
"I miss you guys too, even the midget"
"San !"
"Oh come on you know I don't mean it like that." Santana laughed.
"How is Britt?"
"Depressed. Sue kicked her off the team, Shue cut back on her solos. Her grades aren't getting any better, I'm worried about her."
"We all are." Quinn said softly concern in her voice. "We are a bunch of pathetic brats."
"I know. How is Berry doing?"
"No better she is just better at hiding it."
"This sucks." Santana pulled into the drive. "I'm at Britt's I'll call you later, Q." Santana hung up and looked at the house where her girlfriend lived and pulled in a deep breath and got out of the car. She walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.
"Hey San." Britt said as she opened the door and looked at her girlfriend.
"Hey Britt are you ok?" Santana pulled her in for a tight hug,
"No she isn't she hates it here." Britt's mom announced from behind her.
"I know baby, jus one more year and we'll be out of here." Santana kissed Britt on the cheek.
"I want to leave now, can't we just run away to New York" Brittany pouted.
Santana laughed, at her "I wish Britt. I wish."
Santana was sitting down to dinner with her parents when her cell phone rang. Her parents shook there heads so she didn't answer it But she knew by ring tone that it was Britt. She finished her dinner as fast as she could and asked to be excused. The minute she was in her room , she called Britt.
"Santana! I'm, so excited !" Brittany squealed.
"What's up baby." she asked unable to stop her herself from smiling.
"Pack your bags where moving to New York!" the bubbly blonde shouted.
"What ?"
"My mom and dad are going to let me move with you, I mean I am old enough to be on my own, but they are worried about me finishing school. I have to promise to finish school there but they are willing to let me move with you."
Santana wasn't able to talk for a few minutes. "Oh my god this is the best news ever!"
"I know right. The only thing is I have less then two weeks to get there, find a place to live and register for school."
"Two weeks! Damn were gonna have to get Berry on this."
"Hold on I'm gonna call her, you call Q."
Within minutes they all four where on the phone. Have to love 3 way calling.
"Hello ?" came the diva's musical voice.
"Hi Rach I have Santana on the phone and she's calling Quinn."
"Hello ?" Quinn's voice sounded amused
"Hi Quinn I have Britt on the phone and she has Rach on the phone."
"Um ok ."Rachel laughed.
"Hi baby." Quinn voice sounded calm and sad.
"So guys, " Santana smiled into her phone. "My baby has some good news and we need your help."
"Of course"
"Anything" they said together.
"Britt and I are moving to New York we need to find a place to live in a good neighborhood, with good schools a high school and a community college for me, and jobs."
"Oh my god!" Rachel shouted "Best news ever! I can't wait to see you I'll start looking for places right now." you could hear the faint noise of her fingers flying across the keys on her laptop.
"The bad news is we only have two weeks, we have a lot to do in two weeks. That is why we need your help."
"I'm so happy for you guys I wish I could be with you!" Quinn laughed listening to Rachel's furious fingers flying over the keyboard. "Don't break the computer sweetheart."
Rachel remained silent for a few moments. Then cleared her throat. "I wish we could all be together as well. Britt , San are you guys dead set living in here in the city?"
"What are you getting a Berry?" Santana questioned pausing in her writing down her to do list for the trip.
"Well if… I was jus thinking that if no one minded the commute we could find a place in-between and live together. We would have to share a house and bills , but we would all be together. There is about two hours difference between New Haven and here we could just find something that is in between."
"I can't ask you three to do that." Quinn denied.
"Berry you're a genius!"
"I love the idea." Britt laughed.
"Guys we can't do that." Quinn denied.
"Tough that is what were doing." Santana laughed.
"Britt and I are packing tonight, we will drive up. Its Wednesday… we'll be there by Friday. You guys work out the town between now and then let us know and we'll meet you Friday night. Wish me luck I have to go break the news to my parents."
Telling her parents hadn't been as hard as she thought. It appears that their 'rents had been talking for quite a bit over the last two weeks. So the girls sold Brittany's expensive car, because neither girl wanted to drive the the BMW in uncharted territory, why bring more attention to them then they needed. They instead loaded Santana's sedan with their belongings and headed east.
