A/N : Wow, I did' nt expect people to read this story. Thanks for the reviews. Oh yeah
about the errors, sorry about that, I seriously thought no one would read this thats
why I did not proof read anything. Lastly, I still don't know where this story is going,
so any ideas?
Chapter 2
" What! No, no way", said Brittany while holding her hand up in protest.
"Right, and you think I'm blind?" scoff Quinn " I see the way you look at her, its like you're mesmerized or something"
"Oh please, that would be like pushing the laws of physics." Brittany really did'nt know how she was feeling. She just felt a pull towards the latina.
"Seriously Britt, sometimes you just make no sense. But just so you know, Santana's got a girlfriend."
"So? What do I care? I'm not into her! She's a bitch, and I can't stand her". With that said, Brittany went off.
"Ok ok, fine. You' re not into her" shouted Quinn. The only respose she got was the blonde surfer showing her middle finger.
Suddenly Santana came from behind. "Who's not into who?" asked the latina.
"Britt and you" answered Quinn.
"Blondie's into me?" Everyone who has met the latina will definitely end up heartbroken or in between her legs. So when Santana told Quinn that she had a girlfriend, Quinn's jaw almost came crashing down, because Santana Lopez doesn't do relationships.
"Aww too bad though I'm with Sarah" They met 3 months ago in a surf competition and Brittany had once again accidentally knocked Santana's board and caused her to crash into Sarah, another surfer. After that, the two hit it off right away.
"Yeah, and I still can't believe it either" said the bride to be.
The brunette gave her friend a shove 'Me niether". The two best friend laughed.
Later that night, the whole gang along with Puck's and Quinn's parents had a pre wedding dinner party along the beach.
As Brittany was coming out of her room, she heard a very familiar voice, and as she turned around the corner, she was greeted with a frustrated looking latina.
"...What?...no...nothing happened..." the latina was waving her hand in every direction while shouthing at her phone.
Brittany smirked "So trouble in paradise it seems" husked the blonde.
Santana was beyond pissed, and seeing the blonde only enraged her more "Fuck off Pierce"
The smirked only grew wider.
"No I was'nt talking to you" the latina surfer said, realizing that she shouted too loud. "Oh my God Sarah for fucks sake nothing happened. You can't jugde me by some pictures you saw on the net...no...look I can't do this right now, so I'll talk to you when I get back...yeah love you too"
As she threw the phone back into her purse, she realized that Brittany is still there. "What the fuck are you staring at"
"Who me? Oh nothing, just the fact that you look really ho- ugly"
"Oh fuck off" The latina turned around and strut off "I don't need you to tell me if I'm ugly or sexy or hot or whatever" The brunette stopped and faced Brittany "And please stop staring at me". With that Santana left.
Brittany was simply stunned. "So weird" while shaking her head.
Out at the beach, a very mad latina marched down. Everyone sensed her rage and avoided getting in her way. Santana was pissed. Very pissed and annoyed.
Why can't Sarah just trust me. Its not like we kissed or anything. And that Pierce girl. Ugh I can't stand her. She's so annoying and half the time I don't even understand what she's trying to say.
Santana continued walking until she reached Quinn and Puck.
"Yo Lopez, what took you man" said Puck. "Whoa, damn you look hot...but Quinn looks hotter" smugged the black mohawk man.
"Nice save there asshole" The latina was still pissed.
"Ok, whats up with you. Not getting enough sex are you?" teased Puck.
With that, Santana just burst. "Mind your own business dickhead before I crack both your nuts and you won't have a honeymoon! You clear?"
"Hey, just cool man. Don't be such a freakin' bitch all the time". Quinn decided to step in so she pulled Santana aside.
"Hey S, you alright? You do seem a little uptight" worry lingering from Quinn. She really did'nt know what could possibly caused Santana to be that mad.
"No I'm not fine. I'm having the most horrible week ever. First I lost my championship, then Sarah accused me of cheating, and I am stuck here for the weekend with the girl I so wanna kill right now" the latina was breathless but she kept going "so no Quinn I am not alright, cuz right now I feel like freakin' shit!"
"Santana, if you don't want to be here, you can leave. I don't mind, you can go back to Sarah" soothed the blonde bride.
"What?" shocked that her friend got the wrong idea "no I'm happy to be here Quinn, I want to be by your side when you walk down that aisle. This is just my typical bitchy self thats all" Santana offered a smile.
"You sure?"
"Very sure. Come gimme a hug, cuz soon you'll be Mrs Puckerman"
"Oh shut up" said Quinn as she closed the gap and gave her best friend one of those bear tight squeezing hug.
As Santana and Quinn went on to chat with other guests, Brittany was just coming down. She was wearing a strapless blue hawaiian dress with her hair flowing loosely down her slender frame. Suddenly someone shouted her name "BRITTANY!". The blonde searched for the caller but suddenly realised that everyone was looking at her. Not just looking, more like staring, and not just staring, but staring with admiration. All the men were dumbstruck, and the women were glarring . Oh man thought the blonde.
At the same time, Santana was currently talking with Judy Fabray when she heard someone shouted the blonde's name. She looked around to find who would possibly want to talk to her let alone shout her name when she was met with the sight of the blonde walking down on the sandy beach with her long blond hair being wind blown by the cool evening breeze, her face glowing caused by the bonfire, her blue eyes that looked more grey than blue and her pale pink lips.
"Santana? Did you hear me?" asked Judy.
"Huh? What? Oh yeah totally" assured the lying latina. She forgot what their coversation was about, heck she even forgot that she was talking to Judy. All she could think about was Brittany and how beautiful, pretty and sexy she looked. How she managed to make her heart beat oddly fast and make her breathing uneven. Just for a second she thought. Just a second, because Santana will never admit how the blond completely took her breath away. Never. She is a bitch after all.
"Ok, and you think I'm blind?" smirked Judy. Like mother like daughter.
The brunette looked at the older Fabray stunned, "How'd you know?"
"Oh please, Santana I was once like you. Young, competating and falling in love. And right now you look ...lost and somehow weird" teased Judy.
"Uh..." She didn't know what to say, because frankly no one has ever made the latina this uncomfortable and caught off guard.
"No no, don't utter a word. Just close that mouth of yours and let fate work its way to you" With that Judy walked away to find her husband
Tha latina was left there, confused.
Throughout the evening, the brunette kept stealing glances towards Brittany. Whenever the blond would laugh, her heart swells. She tried not to look but she just couldn't. It was like Brittany was like a magnet. She is North and the blond is South. She sighed, this is going to be a long party.
Brittany on the other hand was aware that Santana was looking at her. The more she notices, the more she can't help but stare back. One time she caught the latina eyeing her boobs and she blushed. More than that this made her somewhat shy. Because they never gave two fucks about each other, and now here they are stealing glances to one another without the other looking. Brittany had to admit, the latina looked super hot in her dress. And her oh so kissable soft plump lips of hers that make her wanna kiss it and suck on it. Oh my God, stop it. You don't like her. Stop fantacising. She has a girlfriend anyway...wait did she just licked her lips while looking at my...ass?
Brittany couldn't help but chance a look at the Santana, and true enough, the latina's eyes were fixated on her ass. Taking her chances, she walked up to her.
"Hi"
The brunette was brought back to reality, and blushed when she saw who it was" Uh hey"
"Umm...i like your dress". Coplemented the blond.
"Yeah, I like it too. And yours ofcourse"
"Thanks"
There was an akward silence, both wondering what to say.
"I think you look beauutiful", blurted Santana. What did I say that? Shit.
This caught Brittany off guard. She could feel her cheeks getting hot which didn't go unnoticed by Santana , "Er, thank you" she tucked a loose strand of blond hair behind her ear.
They both stare at one another again. Until Brittany said "You look pretty tonight".
This time it was Santana's turn to blush. "Thank you" and offered a smile.
Their akward coversation was broken up by Quinn " Hey guys, how you two doing?"
"Great Quinn, this party was amazing" replied the blond.
"Yeah Q, great party" answered Santana.
The shorter blond smiled, but she can't help but feel a little tension going on between the two of them, and being Quinn Fabray, she is going to dissolve that tension.
"Hey uh will you two please go to the villa and get Puck, its almost time for us to make a toast" said Quinn.
"Why do you need both of us, can't you just ask blondie to do it?" questioned the latina.
"And why must I go instead of you?" Brittany fired back.
"Well one because now I don't have to share the same air as you, and two because I said so" bitched the brunette.
"That makes no sense" said the angered blond.
"Sure it does"
"Uh no it doesn't"
Quinn looked between the two of them, this arguing has got to stop. "Both of you shut up."
Brittany and Santana turned and looked at her.
"Can't you guys be a little mature and just get along."
"No I don't think I can with blondie here"
"And neither can I, I can't stand bitchy people"
"Well I say that you two start getting along, at least just for the weekend, and after that you guys can do whatever you want. And also go find Puck."
Santana was about to go and leave the task to Brittany when Quinn repeated herself "Both of you!"
The latina sighed in frustration.
As the two of them looked high and low in the villa, they couldn't find Puck anywhere.
"This is pointless" stated the brunette.
"I think so too"
Suddenly Santana's phone rang. "Hello"
*Santana, its me Sarah
"Uh hi Sarah" Brittany looked curiously at the latina.
*Santana I want a break up
"What the fuck?" cursed the latina.
Sorry for not updating. I seriously don't know where this is going. Any suggestions?
Hope there are less errors this time.
