Chapter 2, thanks for all the reviews I hope the story lives up to all of your expectations so far!

I don't own glee.

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"Hey baby" Jill said as she walked into the kitchen. Her girlfriend didn't respond.

"Brittany?" the blonde didn't even look up, she just kept staring at the piece of paper she was holding in her hand. Her mouth hanging open and a shocked expression on her face.

"What's that? What's wrong?" Jill walked over to her girlfriend and grabbed the letter out of her hands. She quickly read it.

" Dear Brittany,

Thank you for sending me your letter. You're right, I get a lot of letters like yours but that doesn't mean that I don't appreciate them. I have to be honest, I normally don't really read a lot of fan letters. I get so many, it would take days to read all of them. But the rainbow stamp on your letter really caught my attention (lol). You seem like a very interesting person and I'm glad I could help you with accepting yourself. Your letter made me laugh out loud a couple of times, something that rarely happens to me nowadays. So thanks for that, it was really amusing.

I was wondering, maybe you could send me a CD with one of your songs? I'm always open to new music and I'm actually quite curious to know what kind of song would be written by someone who compares closeted gays to ducks in rollercoaster's and has an obsession with boobs .

Santana Lopez

p.s. thanks "

"Wait, Santana Lopez, like famous singer Santana Lopez?" Brittany nodded once, her expression still hadn't changed.

"Why did you send a letter to her Brittany? Why didn't you tell me about it? That's kinda messed up don't you think?"

Brittany's jaw dropped and her expression changed from shock to confusion.

"I just get a letter from one of my biggest idols and that's all you can say?"

Jill looked at her, anger in her eyes.

"How would you feel if I had secretly sent a letter to a celebrity that I have a major crush on?"

Brittany couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Seriously? I would be super excited for you, I wouldn't give a shit about the fact that you have an innocent crush on that person, the only thing that would matter to me is how happy you would be that she actually sent something back."

The girls looked at each other for a couple of seconds. Finally Jill stormed out of the kitchen.

Brittany was left alone, staring at the letter. She couldn't believe it. Santana Lopez actually knew that she existed. Santana Lopez had read her letter. Her letter. But she couldn't help but feel a little guilty towards Jill. Maybe she was right, she probably should've told her. She stood up and put the letter in a drawer. She sighed as she left the kitchen. Preparing herself to apologize to her girlfriend. This was going to be a long night.

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2 weeks later.

"I can't believe it, the first time I ever send a fan a letter and she doesn't even respond" Santana sighed in frustration.

"You're such an idiot" Quinn said. "Why would you send a letter back, seriously what was so special about the letter that made you respond to it?"

"It was just cute okay" Santana said with a smile on her lips.

Quinn snorted. "Well, I'm just warning you, I wouldn't be too surprised if your letter will suddenly get published in some magazine. Can you see the headlines already? SANTANA LOPEZ HITS ON FAN BY SENDING HER A FLIRTY LETTER"

"It wasn't flirty and I didn't hit on her, and btw you're my PA Quinn, not my PR."

"Whatever Santana, whatever"

Santana grabbed one of her guitars and started playing some random chords while looking out of the window.

"I just don't get it, she told me she was a big fan. If I got a letter from Michael Jackson I would . . . die, but not before sending a letter back..."

"Michael Jackson is dead San" Quinn chuckled.

"Whatever you get my point."

"Maybe you should write a song about it?" Quinn said ironically.

Santana laughed. She started playing a couple of chords and began singing in a really loud voice. Why didn't you send a letter back mysterious girl, please just send a letter back mysterious girl. Quinn almost fell of the couch laughing.

"You're crazy."

"And you love it" Santana winked.

They didn't say anything for a couple of minutes, the only sounds coming from Santana's guitar.

"Maybe I should send another letter, maybe she didn't get the first one?"

"Hell no" Quinn said. "I might not do your PR but as your personal assistant I forbid you to do such thing. Do you want to be labeled as a stalker?"

Santana just sighed.

"You just can't stand that you're this big famous singer and a girl from Lima, for gods sake, doesn't respond to your letter. Ego damaged much?"

"Shut it Fabray" Santana snapped as she walked out of the room.

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"Sweety" Brittany mumbled as she wrapped her arms around her girlfriends waist from behind and rested her head on her shoulder. "I just got off the phone with my sister, she wants us to come visit next week. "The one in LA?" Brittany nodded. "You know I don't have time next week baby, we've just started on this new project, I told you yesterday..".

Brittany sighed. "Shit I forgot about that. I'll call her tomorrow okay? Tell her we'll come visit some other time". Jill turned around and wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck. "You can go baby, I'll just stay here." Brittany gave her a quick kiss. "Sure about that?" her girlfriend nodded. "Actually it's a pretty good idea. I'll be working all the time anyway, I wouldn't even notice that you're gone" Jill joked. Brittany playfully pushed her away.

"Fine, I'm going to book my ticket right away."

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