A/N Ok so sorry this idea just popped into my head and I had to write it down you know? Sorry about the Spanish too :P I promise more updates will be posted on my other stories! Enjoy as always and tell me what you think.

The sun was beating in the sky over the old Mexican estate. Moving vans left as their job finished up. A once empty house now turned into a boxed filled home. Men roamed the streets with nothing to do but hang on corners waiting for drama.

The blonde walked down her new street unaware she was being watched. She had chosen her new neighbourhood because she wanted something different, she just longed to get out of Lima and so she did. She moved to Mexico because it seemed exciting and new plus the sunshine was a major benefit too. She continued to walk, trying to get to know the area she was going to be living in now.

"Hey hot stuff." She noticed a group of men, boys really, hollering at her.

"Show Papi some love baby." They continued their ranting from across the street.

She looked over once and then again as the second man called out. They were crossing over the road now, she was starting to feel a bit panicky because she couldn't see anyone else out on the street. They strode over towards her with their low slung jeans and bandana's wrapped around their foreheads. Suddenly she found herself surrounded in unknown territory.

"You deaf girl, we called you." One of them snarled.

"No... I-" One of them made a move to touch her arm, his hand brushed over her skin before she dodged to evade his touch.

"What's wrong white girl?" The guy taunted. "No sugar today?"

At first it was faint, a low growl, then it became more prevalent and the whole group turned. There stood a women, a scowl etched onto her, admittedly beautiful features. Her tanned skin shining in the sun and her dark hair held back in a ponytail. The men seemed to silence themselves in her presence.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She glared from one man to the other. "What have a told you idiotas about treating women right?"

"Sorry Ms Lopez." A couple said in unison.

"You fucking better be, now get out of my sight." The brunette sniped.

The group all scattered and left the two women standing facing each other. The brunette scanned her up and down and came to the conclusion that she probably wasn't a threat.

"So what's a girl like you doing around here?" She started.

"I moved here." The blonde said innocently.

"Why?"

"I love the sun, and back in Ohio we didn't have much of that."

"Why here though?" The brunette scoffed as he ran her fingers across her hair.

"Umm I don't know, it looked nice enough and I had a budget you know."

"What house you in?"

"12, it's just up the street." The blonde answered.

"Two bedroom, detached and two bathrooms too, so much for a budget."

"Oh you know my house?"

"I know everything around here." The brunette deadpanned.

The blonde was unsure who she was dealing with, was she like the mayor or something? It kind of freaked her out that she knew all details about her house so she probably was some real estate someone.

"So what's your name?" She asked happily.

"Santana." The dark haired girl replied as she held out her hand.

"I'm Brittany." Said the blonde girl as she stretched out both her arms and wrapped them around the slightly shorter Santana.

Santana did not know what to make of this. They had literally met two seconds ago and now they were hugging. She couldn't deny though, Brittany was smoking. Like properly hot, girls like her don't come around too often to this area and when they do they certainly don't move in. She looked over her shoulder as she pulled out of the embrace; she could see her crew of well, slime balls, leering over at her.

"Thanks for saving me from them." Brittany beamed as she placed a hand on Santana's arm. "I owe you."

"You don't, really. They won't bother you anymore."

"Well, umm... thanks anyway." Brittany smiled sweetly.

"Hey, I know you don't know me all that well but, you wanna come over and meet some of your neighbours?"

"Sure!" Brittany exclaimed.

"Alright, follow me."

Brittany did as she was told and walked beside Santana as they made their way to the other end of the street. They came across a rather large house and Santana walked straight in. She greeted everyone with her usual swagger that Brittany was in awe of. She had never had any confidence like that, sure when she danced but off the dance floor she fumbled her words and was quite ditzy.

They walked straight through into the kitchen where a crowd had formed around a table playing poker. They were rowdy, but in a good way and full of laughter.

"Want something to drink?" Santana said as she peered her head out of the fridge.

"Yea, water would be great."

Santana grabbed a beer and water; she handed off the latter to Brittany who thanked her. She wasn't sure what to make of her yet. Yea she was stunning and that was a total bonus, but she did just walk into a stranger's house with what seemed to be absolutely no qualms about it. She opened her beer and rested a hip on the nearest bit counter top.

"Javier, Carlos y Cesar vienen aquí." She called.

Three men stood up from the table and apologised for leaving the game. They sauntered over and nodded to Santana each bumping their fist against hers one after the other.

"You guys this is Brittany, she just moved here." They all acknowledged her. "Brittany this is Carlos, Javier and Cesar." She pointed out.

Brittany turned to each of the men and hugged them all. A couple of wolf whistles came from the poker table but Santana soon silenced that with a deadly glare.

Carlos pulled Santana off to the side as Brittany entertained the other two with a quirky conversation about her love of nature and especially ducks. He bent down to whisper to Santana.

"Ella es muy caliente, no?" He said with a smirk.

"Yea and she's mine." She replied as she turned to notice the blonde flailing her arms trying to get whatever point it was across.

Brittany looked over towards Santana as she finished up her conversation. Brittany may have been what some might describe as slow but she was in no way stupid. She knew when people were giving her the 'eye'. You know the one where they might as well shout it from the rooftop that they totally want you.

Thank god Brittany totally wanted her back.

Review... continue or no? I have a plan for this one... woo mystery :) hope you enjoyed it.