Five Days of Brittany Chapter 1: Unexpected things, a glee fanfic

"5."

"6."

"7," Puck says.

"Yep. Definitely 7," you agree.

Here you are, sitting on the edge of a rooftop with Puck, rating girls on a scale of 10 as they walk across below. It can be said that it's just an ordinary or expected situation, just hanging out with Puck, drinking some sodas while appreciating girls, no biggie.

But in your life, there is always a twist.

See, the building you're on is a horror house that is still under construction. That said horror house is of course, one of the rides in a cheap ass carnival. And that said carnival is located in one of the islands of the Philippines.

Yup, you heard it right. You're on one of the island of the Philippines now. It's kinda weird knowing that you, the Santana Lopez, are working in a carnival in an island called Pala- something (You still can't really remember the name), half the world away from your home in L.A. Well, ex-home. You live here now. Thanks to your friend, Berry, you are now hanging with Puck at 11 in the morning, both waiting for your afternoon shift in the carnival.

But if it will make you feel better, the unexpected happenings did not start from there. It was already happening way back where S Club Seven in Disney Channel was a big part of every little girl's life.

"I like Bradley. He's super hot. Who do you like, Santana?"

"I like Hannah." You blurt out.

"What?"

And that was just the beginning of the list: Unexpected things in the life of Santana Lopez.

From dressing up as Uncle Jesse in your sixth grade Halloween party while your other girl classmates wore princess costumes.

From being the only girl lining up to buy the new Gameboy Advance on a Black Friday madness in Best Buy. And when you're at school, you have to keep it in your bag and endure all the suffering of playing Barbie and Polly Pockets with your friends. And when it's time for Barbie to sleep, you subtlety watch the boys playing with their gameboys and once in a while, shouts at them for being so stupid because that's not the way you kill Browser in the haunted castle level. Mario World was just a piece of cake, everyone knows that.

From realizing you were actually a lesbian through that one night you were just doing some research for school when you accidentally click a pop up ad that lead to lesbian porn. You spent your whole night realizing and accepting your sexuality at the age of 13 from your handy dandy computer. You might have gotten a staggering F in your research but at least you mastered your knowledge about lady luvin' the day after.

From moving to the Philippines from L.A when your father got a new job here just before highschool. You kind of expected moving to another state but to another country on the other side of the world, totally unexpected.

From meeting and having annoying new friends you could probably have. Namely Puck, Rachel, Tina and Blaine, four people that really get in your nerves a lot.

From loving your annoying new friends as well. Note to self, they should never know that.

From being publicly outed from a nation wide campaign. 'Cause really, who the hell would expect that to happen in their life?

From losing your virginity to a senior in your sophomore year. You actiually didn't even know what was happening for the most part 'cause you thought you're just practicing strip dancing for your new cheer dance routine until those cheer chants turned into sounds you couldn't explain and wouldn't forget.

From getting bitten by a snake out of nowhere when you were just walking in your school field during your high school graduation but winning a cheap lottery the day after. That explains why you have your own Segway in your house. Yeah, you're that lazy.

So many weird and strange things already happened to you that you wouldn't be surprised if there's a huge mole on your back that you still haven't seen. Unexpected things happen and that's just part of your life.

And the most recent addition to that list was of course, agreeing to Rachel Berry to work here for free in this tropical island.

You see, Berry tricked you for volunteering to work here a month ago, claiming it will be a great experience for you before college. But you know it's a total bullshit. The only reason why she insisted you to come work here was because she wants to have her own groupie. She totally thinks she's an official Broadway superstar diva even though she still wears those reindeer sweaters on a daily basis. Apparently, she was offered a part time job to perform live in this carnival. Knowing Rachel 'I need applause to live' Berry, and Rachel Berry who happily sings for homeless people on random nights in random streets, she wouldn't miss it for the world.

At first, you were hesitant either with the sole action of consciously agreeing with Berry or with accepting the fact that you're gonna work at a fucking carnival for free for a month. But she knows your weakness. She knew you wouldn't agree at first that's why she always have back up plans up her sleeves. When she handed you beautiful pictures of the world-class beaches on this island and offered you a free ticket with Puck, Blaine and Tina, you can't help but nod.

That's why after almost a month you've been working here, you fell in this kind of pattern: drinking sodas on top of a horror house with Puck at this time in the morning, rating random girls in the process. From where you're sitting, it gives you a perfect view to just observe people in the carnival. People don't notice both of you creeping down at them 'cause there's a lot more things in the park that grab their attention than the building that has nothing but a tarpaulin saying "Men at work."

"8," you hear Puck's voice.

"Huh?" you're confused for a second but he then points down to a brunette buying a cotton candy, reminding you that you're still playing a game.

"Oh," you look at the girl more closely. "I give her 7.5," you shrug as you take another swig of your orange soda, dreading it for it to be a beer but you know you can't. Your boss had told you that a lot of times already.

All of a sudden, you see Puck standing up from the edge and walks towards the ladder to get down.

"Hey, where the fuck do you think you're going?" you shout at him.

"Going to know her name, duh." He replies.

"Look who's she's with dumbass, she has a boyfriend."

"Who cares? That didn't stop me before." He says when he was already on the ground.

"You're such an ass." You roll your eyes to him.

He just shrugs and smirks at you and left. Leave it to Puck to ditch you when his little friend gets too excited.

After finishing your soda, you also stand up form the edge, ready to leave as well but you see two girls that catch your attention just before you reach the ladder.

There are two pretty blonde girls walking just near the cotton candy stall. Strangely, you are somehow only focusing on the taller one. She's wearing a white loose top and green shorts with a weird hat that resembles a dead panda on her head.

"11," you say as if you're still playing the game, "no wait. 100." She's that hot to you.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, hot blonde then turns to your direction and you immediately duck to the ground.

"Dammit," you curse as you feel the sudden impact of your useless action. You aren't even sure if she looked at you. Maybe she just turned her head to talk to her other friend.

Stupid.

You didn't know why you just did that 'cause the last time you check, when someone hot suddenly looks at you, your initial reflex is wink or smile and not duck and cover.

You waited several seconds to stand up from the ground just to make sure you're safe. She's not there anymore. You wipe the dust off your hands, searching for the direction where hot blonde went and completely oblivious to the fact that on that exact simple moment, your life had just went to a totally different direction.

"This is what you get when you're not thinking, asshole," you say as you hand Puck a wet towel.

He takes it and wipes it on his face. "He hit my face with a cotton candy, that's just so wrong."

"You were hitting on his girlfriend and you call that wrong."

"I was just asking her name. What's wrong with that!" he defends.

You two are standing outside the men's bathroom, already in your uniforms. You take note that it's extra hot today, feeling uncomfortable with your clothes besides the reason it's an overall with a red shirt inside. You curse your manager a millionth time again because apparently he's so obsessed with overalls he made it now to be your freaking uniform. It's not the overalls that are fashionable like you wanted; it's just literally a denim overall for kids in your size. It makes you look like a toddler with great boobs and you just don't know how it became a sheer idea. Even for you, it's disturbing every time you look at the mirror. And that's really saying something.

"It's so hot." Puck complains.

"Sorry," you say and you see him roll his eyes.

"Can we just get over the fact that I hit on you the first time we met and thought you were hot?"

"You still think I'm hot," you retort.

"Don't remind me. It still stings a little bit when I remember you play on the other team," he laughs. You roll your eyes to him.

"I'm just gonna pretend you never said that and buy a bottle of water. It is so fucking hot."

"Well, I'm just gonna be here rubbing this on my face so hard. I can feel its stickiness all over."

"Wanky." You smirk at him.

"Let's pretend I never said that either."

You go to the nearest food stall that happens to be a hotdog stand. You take out the coins in your pocket to count them when you suddenly see two familiar blondes sitting on one of the stall's tables. Hot blonde is facing towards you so you can see her laugh with the other blonde when you suddenly walk into a fucking trashcan.

You hear the sound of the coins crashing to the ground and you never felt so stupid before.

"Fuck," you mutter as you pick up the coins from the ground.

When you look up again, you see hot blonde looking at you. And now you know for sure she's looking at you when she gives you a smile. Usually, when strangers smile at you, you give them the 'what the fuck are you smiling at' look but weirdly, you somehow smile back, forgetting the fact that you're on your freaking knees picking coins from the ground. After a few seconds, she returns her attention to her friend and you stand up, dust off your knees and continue walking to the stall.

You can't help to be self conscious while walking, asking yourself if she really did smile at you. And then suddenly, you recall you just walked into a trashcan and you can't help but think that's she probably thinks you're a clumsy lame ass person who likes walking into trashcans, enjoys randomly throwing coins to the ground and is an obsessed coin-picker axe murderer.

Yeah, you do that often, always thinking of the worst when you're nervous.

You fall in line and can't help but be distracted over the hot blonde just a few feet away. You pretend to be busy by focusing on the menu, reading each line even you're just gonna buy a bottle of water. When you finally got what you need, you have an urge to look at her again and see if she's looking at you but then you just realize another thing. You're in your uniform, the overalls you hate so much.

Now, you're thinking that she probably thinks you're a toddler axe murderer in overalls with boobs so instead of looking back, you run back to Puck.

"What happened to you?" he asks when he saw you running back to him.

Hot blonde happened, you answer in your mind.

But instead you pant and say, "I'm an axe murderer, Puck."

It has been a day since you saw hot blonde. It's not like you want to see her, well, okay you do. But you don't expect to see her again. You have accepted that there's only a very tiny, smaller than Puck's brain but still a little bit bigger than Blaine's eyebrow, chance that you will bump into her again. Though the island is small, there are hundreds of people who just come and go everyday.

"What are you thinking about?" Tina asks you while doing your weekly Sunday run on the beach early in the morning. You hate waking up early but Tina always treats you breakfasts after so you agreed. They all know the fact that you have a soft spot for free stuff and always use it for their advantage.

"What? I'm not thinking of something." You scoff at her.

"Yeah, you are. You're scrunching your nose again." She points at your face.

But before you start your speech that you don't scrunch your nose when you think for a hundredth time, two blondes, just jogging a few meters in front of you again catch your attention.

"See. You're doing it again." Tina says.

You ignore Tina and focus more on the blondes, wondering if the taller one is hot blonde because you can only see the back of their heads. You see the two girls run into a path where you don't usually run but you decide to still follow them by running faster.

"Wait! Where are you going? We don't run this way." Tina pants out as she tries to keep up with you.

When you're just a few feet away, the taller blonde's towel fell on the sands just in time. You quickly pick it up and go through all the introductory lines you can think of in your head.

But before you say the smoothest greeting you have, you realize that she's not the blonde you've been looking for when she turned around. You look at her friend just incase, and she's not hot blonde either.

"Thanks," unknown blonde says as she gets her towel from your hand.

You just nod to her, disappointed. You sigh and rethink that the chance of seeing hot blonde may even be smaller than Blaine's eyebrow after all.

The next day, your mom texted you that you should check your email to see the picture of her new garden she just sent. She wants to have your feedback and you're really not in the mood judging flower arrangements or deciding what green plant should go with the other green plant but you rather do that than join Rachel's Broadway movie night later.

"C'mon, Santana. You know, you never join us in my movie night." She dramatically sighs next to you while you pack your laptop in its case.

"Yeah, I know and I'm keeping it that way." You finish and walk towards the door.

"But we have snacks!" She tries again.

"Vegan snacks." You point at her before closing the door, "you know you can't bribe me with that, hobbit."

When you closed the door behind, you hear her say something but you know it's her own unending speech about why vegan chips are great. When you see the coffee shop you were looking for, you know Berry is still having her monologue with the door back in the hotel.

The shop is the nearest place where you can access the internet for free. You have been going here often so you were a little bit surprised that Bianca, the barista you made friends with, is not the one behind the counter but you continue ordering your usual Frappuccino anyway.

"Can I get your name please?" the new barista asks you.

"It's Alex." You answer naturally.

Alex. That's your pretend name. You're tired of getting the wrong name because Santana is too hard for some people to spell.

Satana

Sarana

Santona

Santa from those lazy shits.

And Satinberg from that dumbass boy who can't stop looking at your boobs instead of listening properly to your name.

You rather have a coffee with a perfectly spelled written name than a name that's so ugly that one might think it's the name of the coffee instead.

You pick a table at the corner of the shop so you can have your own peace and quite. You set your laptop and hotel key on the table. You're about to open your laptop when someone bumps your table causing the hotel key to fall off.

Before you can say something along the line of 'what the fuck is wrong with you', you see the girl already picking up the key. And well shit, it's hot blonde.

"Sorry,-" she says to you.

She looks down at your cup and back to you again, "-Alex" she smiles.

She's talking to you but you're just surprised. You try to remember your introductory line you were supposed to say to her before in your head but you can't concentrate too much so you just smile and nod instead.

You just stare at her and she's just there smiling, waiting for you to say something or whatever because all you can think is, She has beautiful blue eyes.

But after a while, you see her wave you goodbye and walk off, completely forgotten that your name is not actually Alex.

"Hi, it's Santana. Shit. Well, now I remember," you groan and literally face palmed yourself as you hear the jingling of the bells from the door she just walked out of. The first time she actually talks to you, you became a pathetic mute rock.

It's kind of unexpected since you were always deemed as the girl who can't shut her mouth (well, aside from Berry), the girl who have so much confidence like you control the world and a girl with so much sass that you make fights with strangers every now and then.

And here you are, totally speechless like a little kid who just saw her senior citizen teachers making out. Yeah, you've actually been there. And somehow, what just happened seems to surprise you and leaves you speechless even more.

Its your afternoon shift again, and you're now opening the gate of your ride, zoning out all the whines of little children who can't wait anymore and pushing all the buttons to start it off. You know Jeff Mcfucking Jimenez is mocking you across your ride 'cause apparently he got to manage a cooler ride than yours. But if you really think about it, every other ride is way cooler than yours. 'Cause let's face it, merry-go-round is not a badass of a ride like what all the 3 year old kids think. Originally, you were assigned to a small ass cheap rollercoaster. However, it is across the fucking clown house. Clowns scare the shit out of you so you rather settle for this.

You're starting another round and you still haven't figured out why children would want to go in this lame ass ride. It's so gay with rainbows and unicorns. Literally. And you know what makes it gayer? You and Blaine are the ones handling the booth.

It's been two days since you saw hot blonde in the coffee shop and it's been two days since you've been going there every night playing on your laptop or even just staring at the wall. Maybe for the reason you're hoping to see her again 'cause you can't help but think of her once in awhile or twice or thrice or maybe even more but whatever. You won't really admit it even to yourself. You're kinda scared, well maybe also a bit freaking out to be thinking of a girl you haven't actually met.

That's why you call her hot blonde 'cause it will look that you're already too attached if you call her the ridiculous beautiful girl that can't get out of your head, longing to know her name and see more of her sparkling blue- stop.

See. That's why you have to stick with just hot blonde.

"You can personalize it that's why it's as cool as bowties and – Santana, you're doing it again." Blaine disrupts you and gives you a matter-of-fact look. You cover your nose 'cause maybe it does scrunch when you're thinking but you won't admit that it's true either.

"Not you too. Just shut it. You always bore me out." You scoff at him.

"What? My monogrammed towels are cool and interesting." Blaine gasps and gives you an offended look.

"Well, tell me when you get rid of your monogrammed personality, then I'll be interested."

"That doesn't even make sense." He gives you another confused look. Blaine gives so many looks that you always think he's just dramatic as Rachel.

"You not understanding it just proves my point," you give him your own 'matter-of-fact' look too.

Suddenly, a little Filipino boy who's in front of the line tries to ask you something.

You can admit that you're still learning their language so you turn to Blaine and ask, "What did he just said?"

Blaine just shakes his head at you. You see him telling the boy something you don't understand and see the boy give him a megawatt smile after. It's a good thing that Blaine's half Filipino so he can save you in situations like this. You somehow feel jealous but you can't really expect to be successful to know Filipino. You're still learning how to fold your clothes so what more in learning a whole new language.

"I can't still figure out how you survive here in the Philippines for four years when you still have a hard time understanding it. I bet you still don't even know what's the name of this island yet." He says to you.

"I do know! It's Pala-something! And that's why were friends and why I picked you to be my partner here, remember?" you say to him.

"Gee thanks, making me your personal translator and assistant," he gives you a wounded look. See, for a guy who really bores you out, he can be really dramatic. "And it's Palawan! How many times do we have to remind you!" he continues.

"It doesn't matter anymore! We'll be leaving soon anyway and hey! I pluck your eyebrows in return so it's fair." You point it out to him, "And by the way, that reminds me. You want me to make it rectangular? Triangles are so last season."

He thinks for a second, "if you can make it to bowties, I'd love it," he finally gives you a smile. You don't really know if he's serious or not but at least you're thankful that he stopped bugging you with your flaws.

Another round has just ended, so you open the exit gate just next to the main station where you operate the ride. But someone who enters the ride catches your attention, maybe because she's super freaking tall from the other kids and mainly just because she's blonde. You can't help but get intrigue as you can see only one side of her face.

So much that for the first time you managed the ride, you volunteer to check the people who are riding on it if they're sitting safely. You never really did it before 'cause who the hell hurts themselves on a freaking slow riding unicorn so you make Blaine in charge of that useless area.

You stop Blaine from doing his checking routine by blocking his way. He just gives you a bewildered look.

"Let me," you say and walk around the ride. Half way through, you thought your brain is just shitting with you again when you suddenly see a familiar smiling face. And right on cue, you automatically smile back.

As you get closer, you curse again for your stupid ride, 'cause you can't really do much when checking their safety. If it was a dangerous ride, you can check if her seatbelt is secured, you can check if her loose belongings are packed safely, you can remind her to always keep her hands and legs inside the ride, or just anything to get closer to her. But since it's merry-go-fucking-round-and-round-and-just-around, you can't do anything but walk away.

When you go back to the station, Blaine gives you a bemused look and asks you, "what was that?"

"What was what?" you say like you have really no idea.

"You never check the ride before. Never." He emphasized the last part.

"Well, you never annoy me this much as of now but there's always a first time for everything huh," you snap at him.

"I'm just saying. Are you sure you check all of them properly?" Blaine asks you again.

Shit.

You really don't know what the standards of checking the ride before and yeah, maybe your attention was preoccupied entirely by the hot blonde sitting cutely on that purple unicorn.

"Of course, I am," you say as confidently as possible. But when Blaine then directs his attention back to the carousel, you discreetly lower the speed of the ride just to make sure.

Throughout the ride, you just watch hot blonde ride your unicorn. You mean, you watch her enjoy your unicorn. Okay, that sounded so wrong too. But what the hell, you get the point. That makes you even wonder if she's a unicorn or a bicorn herself.

But your new dilemma doesn't stop you enjoying your view or even the fact Blaine's talking to you about why it's cool not to wear socks. You ignore him and keep watching hot blonde talks and smiles with the little girl beside her. You feel the growing heat on your cheeks from smiling but you just can't stop appreciating the moment when suddenly you see Blaine waving his hands in front of your face.

"What now?" you snap at him as you slap his hands away.

"It's been ten minutes, Santana! You just doubled their time ride!"

Oh.

Time really does fly when you're having a good time. You sigh and reluctantly put the ride to a stop. You open the exit gate just beside your station again.

"And why are you so red?" Blaine squints at you.

"What. No I'm-" you see your reflection at the glass part of the station and see your cheeks are blushing hard, "oh my god! What the hell happened!"

You see hot blonde already walking to the gate so you ran back inside your station and immediately duck your head down, pretending there is something on your shoes.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

You hope she wouldn't see your reddening face. But unexpectedly, you hear someone tapping your window and you slowly look up. And well shit again, it's hot blonde looking straight at you.

"Hey, can I ask where the bathroom is?" she asks with a smile.

You look at Blaine and he's not doing anything that says he'll answer for you this time. And it's too late to duck and cover so you look at hot blonde again and nod. You point out where the bathroom is and say,

"There left bathroom over"

Stupid.

You kinda expected that you say at least one complete sentence but hey, baby steps right? At least this time, words finally came out of your mouth.

Her smile widens and says, "Thank you," she looks at your chest and back to you, "Mildred Yolanda Yamomo?" She finishes with a hint of confusion.

Mildred? Who the hell is Mildred?

You see her smile at you again and give you a wave and eventually walk off.

You look down at your chest and groan as you realize the name in the nametag doesn't belong to you. You completely forgot that you're wearing Mildred Yolanda Yamomo's uniform that you borrowed for a week now. Your uniform had down sized after the accident you don't want to talk about but still, you just want to just slap yourself knowing that hot blonde thinks your name is Mildred Yolanda Yamomo out of all names.

You then realized Blaine's still there beside and just saw everything awkward that had happened.

"Wow," he simply says and gives out a shocked look.

You glare at him and want to slap all the looks out of his face.

"We will never speak of this again or I swear to God, I will shave your eyebrows in your sleep."

It's another day at the carnival. It's already 8pm and you're working overtime today 'cause the dude who was after your shift is apparently sick. Blaine got off earlier because according to him, he can't miss the premiere of Katy Perry's new song. So now you're left alone at the booth. It's kinda lonely but you somehow enjoy a break from bowties, gels and capri pants talks. Once in awhile, kids talk to you and you still couldn't understand them. You just nod and give them a smile and fortunately, they smile back.

You've been here for 7 hours straight and you should be bored as hell but somehow you busied yourself the whole time thinking about your encounter with hot blonde yesterday.

You're about to close the ride when you see that there are no kids lining up anymore but surprisingly again, you hear a familiar voice.

"Hey, are you still open?" you see hot blonde talking to you with a Filipino little girl by her side. You had compared how big the chance of seeing her again to the size of Blaine's eyebrow. And according to your somehow mysterious occurring rendezvous with hot blonde calculation, you never realized Blaine's eyebrow is that big.

"This little girl really wants to ride the merry-go-round and she wants me to go with her. Can you at least give us one last ride, please?" she continues with her pleading beautiful eyes. Of course, you can never say no to that.

"Sure," you say as you open the gate again that leads to the ride.

You see both of them squeal and you can't help but chuckle to their cuteness.

She lends her hand to the girl who happily accepted it as they walk to the carousel. Hot blonde then bends to pick up the girl and place her to small pink unicorn while she hops on the bigger purple unicorn again beside.

You're about to push the start button when you hear her voice from the ride.

"Wait. Aren't you gonna go around to check out the ride like before?" She smiles at you.

You smile at her, see it's already automatic and say, "nah, I already made sure that all of them are not real unicorns earlier."

Good. All coherent understandable words.

"Bummer," she replies but still keeps her smile. You force yourself to look away from her and start the ride.

It's kinda weird for hot blonde, you guess has the same age as you, to go to the carnival for three days. But if you think about it, you have been acting weird lately too so you won't judge.

After one whole round, you see the little girl pouting when she realized the carousel's going slower. It doesn't take you long to push the start button again for another new round.

You see the little girl squeals again and hot blonde turns to you and gives you a 'thank you' smile. You just shrug to tell her it wasn't a big deal. You watch them again, thinking how lucky the little girl got to bond with her. You started thinking what it will be like to spend time with her even just for a day 'cause you guess that a day with her will probably be awesome.

When the second round is over, you see the girl hop down smiling. You open the exit gate as the girl tugs hot blonde's hand towards it. You see them run to a lady just near by who's holding a camera. You didn't notice her earlier but as you look closer, you guess she's the little girl's mother.

You see hot blonde bend on her knees to hug the little girl while talking happily to the mother. You wonder if she knows Filipino like Blaine too.

You resume in closing the ride but after a few minutes, you hear someone tapping the window of your station again.

You look up to see beautiful blue eyes just like before.

"Hi, thanks for you know, everything," she says as she tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Real unicorns could have been way cooler though," she laughs and it's the first time you hear her actual laugh.

You smile at her, like that's anything new. You're seriously starting to understand the 'you smile I smile' concept with her.

"Well, I'll try to find them for you next time."

Wait. Hold up your unicorns. You're not actually flirting with her already.

You see her blush and you sigh out in relief.

"That will be nice, Mildred. But somehow I still can't figure out how Alex is your nickname. I really tried jumbling the letters of your full name to get Alex a few times already and I still can't get it. But I don't really get a lot of stuff so, " she says and just shrugs.

You smile as you realized she's been thinking of you too. Well, maybe just a few seconds and not like the days you thought of her but still, it makes you smile.

You shake your head and finally say, "It's Santana."

"Huh?" She looks cute with her confused look.

"This uniform is from my friend. Mine got shrunk. I'm still struggling to do laundry on my own so I'm glad to say that Mildred Yolanda Yamomo is not my name."

She laughs, "I'm kinda hoping for that, it doesn't really suit you."

You laugh with her, "No, it really doesn't. And Alex, you just have to trust me that it's not my name either. It's Santana," you continue.

"Santana." You see her smiling and nodding.

"Twinkletoe! Let's go! It's getting late!" you suddenly hear someone shouting behind her. You look at the back of hot blonde and see it's her other blonde friend.

"Just a sec!" Hot blonde shouts back and turns to you, "Sorry, my friend is getting impatient again. It was nice meeting you, Santana," she gives you an apologetic smile.

"Well, it's okay. It was a pleasure to meet you too, Twinkletoe."

She chuckles and smiles again. "Bye," she shyly says and waves at you.

"Bye." You say smiling and for the first time, waving back at her too. You watch her turn around and walk towards other blonde but then you see her spin her body again to face you with a bigger smile on her face.

"Oh wait, Santana." She says.

"Yeah?" you can't help but smile bigger as well.

"It's Brittany."