A/N: Yeah, I decided to upload early. Turns out I'm not that busy. Haha. The beauty of trimester breaks, I have nothing to do but stay home and sit on my ass. I forgot to mention this is AU-ish hence why Brittany and Santana are a little OOC. I wanted Brittany to be the one who makes the moves and be the 'gentleman' type. Always like the stories that had that. I got more alerts and views than I thought so you guys made me want to post more up. I'm not going to do the whole 'review' and i'll post I'm just asking if you guys really like the story just review it so I can know. You know? Haha, I like people personally telling me what they think. No trolling though. Anyway this is long enough. Sorry if this chapter is a little iffy, i'm pretty tired and think i'm coming down with the cold. Damn you Melbourne weather.
PS: I apologise if there are numerous mistakes...I didn't re read thoroughly, because I'm tired and lazy (:
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did I'd be swimming in a pool of money, but I don't.
Light poured through the curtains and shined brightly on Santana's face stirring her awake. Slowly opening her eyes she quickly shut them tight deciding that it was just simply too early to wake up and too bright. Stuffing her face into the pillow and swearing in Spanish the Latina thrashed her legs and arms as if she were a 5 year old throwing a tantrum.
"San?" said the Blonde girl still half asleep after being abruptly woke by her friend's childish antics.
The only response Brittany got was a string of incoherent sentences. Sighing to herself, Brittany sat up and watched her friend thrash around in the bed before her body suddenly fell slack. This routine was all too well known to the Dutch girl, it had always happened everytime the school year begun. Santana would wake up first, throw a tantrum and thrash around the bed before instantly falling back asleep. She would then wake up an hour later and was usually irritable if there wasn't a cup of coffee or plate of food within her reach when she woke up.
Slowly getting up from bed so she wouldn't wake the slumbering Latina, Brittany slowly made her way to the bathroom to get ready for school. Slipping on her ensemble for the day she stared at her own reflection before making her way back to her bedroom. As soon as she entered her room she was hit with such beauty that was her best friend who was huddled in the foetal position, with the blankets wrapped tightly around her body leaving only her long dark waves exposed.
Sitting down next the sleeping Latina, Brittany placed a cup on the bedside table and gingerly woke her friend up.
"…mm and that's how we do it in Lima Heights bitches" was the response Brittany was given.
"San." she said shaking the Latina "Wake up. It's the first day of school." Again still trying to wake her friend up Brittany started to poke Santana in the stomach. The Dutch girl couldn't help but notice how taut her friends abs were, the sudden urge to lift her shirt and sneak a peek washed over her. Lost in her thoughts Brittany didn't even realise she was ghosting her friends stomach just below the navel with her fingers.
"Mmm, that feels awesome. You look so hot. " curious to what her friend was dreaming about Brittany stopped and just sat quietly listening to what her friend was saying.
"Come here, the things I would do to you. Just to let you know I want you, so bad. DON'T YOU RUN FROM ME YOU FUCKIN' BREADSTICK!" Brittany then realised that Santana was in fact dreaming about food which left a sweet smile on her face because even in her dreams her friend was still obsessed with the buttery sticks.
"Bitch, give me the breadstick or else I'm going to go all Lima Heights on. Yeah, I got razorblades in ma hair so hand the damn stick over!" after few jolts from the Latina's body her body went slack and then it slowly started to move.
Santana's head started moving further into the pillow causing her hair spill over her face shielding it from the outside world. Curious, Brittany tucked her friend's dark hair behind her ears so she could have a clear view of her best friend's face. The sight of the Latina chewing and slightly drooling was a something that the Blonde girl found all too adorable. Trying to stifle her laughter she reached over for her phone and snapped a picture of her slumbering best friend. The sound of the picture being taken had woken Santana instantly causing her body to twitch violently before spluttering due to the pillow still lodged in her mouth.
"Please tell me you have breadsticks" asked Santana sleepily.
"You're too cute San. Come on, we got school we'll be late" replied the Blonde with a giant smile plastered to her face.
"." still a little tired the Latina grabbed the coffee in hopes of it waking her up.
"I'll get your breadsticks after school if you wake up."
With that the Latina jumped off the bed and rushed into the bathroom to emerge 15minutes later dressed for the first day of school.
"Better be a pretty damn big box, better yet let's pack the wheelbarrow" mumbled Santana.
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Chucking her bags into the back seat of her black SUV the Dutch girl climbed into the driver's seat waiting for her best friend. Her eyes tripled in size when she saw the shorter Latina push a wheelbarrow to the back of her car trying to lift it into the boot.
"SAN! What are you doing?" cried the blonde after seeing her friend struggle to fit the wheelbarrow into the boot.
"Britt, you know this won't fit in my car. You said you would get me breadsticks after school. Remember? And I said that we're going to bring the wheelbarrow."
"Yeah, but I didn't think you were serious. I said I'd get you breadsticks but not a wheelbarrows worth."
"You didn't specify a limit. We gons fill this 'barrow up with breadsticks. .Discussion."
Sighing in defeat Brittany shook her head and started the engine whilst waiting for her friend to climb into the car. Looking in her rear view mirror the Blonde could see the Latina still trying to lift the wheelbarrow into the boot, seemed like the wheelbarrow was heavier than it looked. Smiling to herself Brittany fell into her own inner thoughts about her best friend.
Wow, San looks really hot trying to lift that…uh- wow, her stomach. The Blonde thought after seeing Santana's tank top rise as she tried to push the wheelbarrow in.
Damn, her abs, her skin and OH! It was then Brittany caught full view of Santana's cleavage due to the Latina crawling in the back of the car so she could position the wheelbarrow better. Blushing furiously the Blonde tore her eyes away from the mirror and whined after the Latina.
"San, hurry up! I want to go to school and see the Glee Club kids."
"Alright, I'm done" said Santana climbing out of the back and settling into the passenger's seat.
"Saaaaaaan, now all I can see is your wheelbarrow in the mirror" whined Brittany who was trying to see past the wheelbarrow in her mirror.
"Hey, you said you'd get me breadsticks. We needs the wheelbarrow"
"I hate you" joked Brittany pulling off her signature pout.
"Don't pout at me. You know it makes me feel guilty. You know you love me"
"Yeah, I do…more than anything" the Blonde replied mumbling the last part under her breath.
"What was that last part I didn't hear it?" asked Santana
"Um, I said not as much as ducks…" replied Brittany, nervously laughing quickly reversing the car out of the driveway to avoid any further questions.
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Parking her car Brittany climbed out and grabbed both her and Santana's bag before handing it to the Latina.
"Hey Britt, San" said a shorter Blonde.
"Hey Tubby Q" replied Santana with a smirk on her face.
"QUINN!" beamed Brittany engulfing the girl in a fierce hug.
"Can't. Breathe" choked Quinn trying her best to fill her lungs with much needed oxygen.
"Oh, sorry Q. I'm just excited to see you" said Brittany who had her thumbs tucked into the straps of her bag and rocking back and forth on her heels.
"I missed you too Britt" Quinn said with a smile.
"Alright, you know I'm still here but that's ok. I get it" said the Latina crossing her arms. To a stranger she would seem genuinely pissed off but to her friends it was obvious she meant it as a joke.
"Aw, San are you sad that I didn't say I missed you? Want a breadstick" teased the shorter Blonde
"Whatever, Faboob"
"You love me Lo-douche" first a brief silence fell then both girls started to laugh at their immaturity.
"Anyway, I better head off to class. See you guys later in Glee and by the way, you sure that wheelbarrow will be enough to hold your breadsticks?" said the shorter Blonde whilst laughing before leaving Brittany and Santana.
"Come on, lets kick the first day of Junior year's ass" said the Latina sticking out her pinky waiting for her Dutch friend to grasp it with her own.
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The final bell rang indicating the end of the day which meant it was time for the first Glee meeting for the school year.
"How was everyone's summer?" Mr. Shue asked enthusiastically only to be met with mumblings from his students.
"Mr. Shue!" shot Rachael waving her hands in the air frantically before continuing, "As you know being the most talented member of Glee Club I would like to inform you all that during my summer I went to a performing arts camp that helped developed my already impeccable singing skills that I would like to share these skills with my fellow Glee Clubbers. Perhaps we all could practise the vocal exercises they taught and then - "
Before Rachael to continue she was interrupted by a fiery Latina, "I'm going to stop you right there hobbit. Why? Because it's the first day of school and I'm already sick of your voice."
"Santana" scolded the director before continuing, "As you guys know it's a new a year and I think it's time that New Directions wins Nationals! This year it will be held in New York, how exciting. Luckily for us we have someone new who wants to join ND. She's going to be auditioning for us right here right now. Come in!" Mr. Shue yelled directing it towards the door.
All members of new Directions directed their sights towards the door curious to see who this new person was. Through the doors in walks a raven haired beauty with light brown tanned skin dressed in black skinny leg jeans, red Chuck Taylors and a red/black checked shirt with the sleeves rolled up half way with the top buttons undone to show parts of her cleavage.
Puck's eyes widened with his jaw practically dropping to the floor which earned him a firm slap to the back of his head from Lauren. Finn with his eyes closed was currently mumbling, "Mailman, mailman" numerous times whilst crossing his legs. Other members were talking amongst themselves before the director called for their attention. The raven haired girl in all her confidence stood in the middle before introducing herself.
"Hey, I'm Fiona."
There you have chapter.2
I'm trying to set this off a little faster so I can get into the nitty gritty of things.
Tell me what you guys think. Next one may be up tomorrow night. Yay for no work.