A/N:So here's chapter two! Hope you like it, please r&r! If you have any suggestions about what should happen, I'm open to ideas! Sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy :)
Santana's POV
We'd been in the conference room for the past two hours, trying to make the final decisions on who should make the team, it was getting a little ridiculous. There were only three spots to fill, and we already had two girls making it for sure, we just couldn't agree on the third.
"Listen, we need a strong forward player, I think Sugar's the best option," Kylie, on of my teammates, suggested. Frankly, I couldn't care less who the third person on is. A certain blonde was the very first girl we'd all agreed to let on, and I couldn't be happier. There was just something about her that made me feel like I had to get close to her.
I couldn't stop thinking about Brittany all through the tryouts, and I'm almost positive she caught me staring at her a couple times. She is really great at soccer though, who wouldn't want to watch her. Also, I think she's gay too, I definitely saw her watching my ass as I walked away from her. I'm getting way ahead of myself, I've barely talked to the girl.
"So it's decided," I snapped out of it and focused on the conversation when I heard Sue speak. "We're taking blondie, Chang, and Sugar. Is everyone agreed?"
Everybody mumbled 'yes' and started rising out of their seats, happy that they finally got to leave, when Sue suddenly yelled, "Sit down! We still have to make the calls. Now I will be in charge of the rejection calls. Who volunteers to call the girls that made it?" Nobody said anything, and Sue's face turned sour. "Ok I'll just volunteer you guys myself. Quinn, you're calling Tina Cohen-Chang. Rachel, you're calling Sugar Motta. And Santana," my head shot up as I realized who she was going to have me call, "have fun talking to blondie."
A grin spread across my face when I realized I'd get to talk to Brittany in a couple of minutes. I was getting all giddy, it was totally out of character for me. I'm supposed to be the tough badass on the team. Whatever.
Sue must have seen my mood change at the mention of Brittany because she turned to me and in front of everyone said, "Santana I know you like yourself some ladies, but try not to scare away our rookies," and with that she smirked and dismissed everyone except for Quinn, Rachel, and I.
She gave us the numbers we had to call and instructed us on what to say. "And Lopez, I wasn't joking, don't hit on her at least until she's contracted onto the team."
"Comeon Sue, you know she'll probably play better in our tournament if I loosen her up with some lady lovin'," I joked, and heard Rachel and Quinn snicker behind me. Sue just creased her eyebrows and gave me a stern look. "Alright, alright, totally professional."
The truth is, I really didn't want Brittany to just be one of the girls I shamelessly flirted into my bedroom. I wanted to get to know her, woo her. I dialed her number in my phone and pressed call, waiting for her to answer.
"Hi! This is Brittany!" a voice answered, wow she was enthusiastic.
"Hi Brittany, this is Santana from the William Mck-"
"Oh hey Santana! What's going on?" She cut me off, well I guess she remembered me at least.
"I'm calling on behalf of Coach Sue Sylvester and the William McKinley Soccer Club to tell you have made it on our team-"
"NO. WAY." her words came as breaths through the phone, and then I heard her scream. I don't think she realized I wasn't done talking yet.
"Brittany?" no answer. "Britt?" again, nothing. "BRITTANY." Finally I heard some muffled sounds from the other end.
"Oh sorry I'm just so excited!" Brittany said. She's so adorable, I could just picture her rolling around on the floor in excitement.
"Anyway, if you had let me finish, I would have told you that you're new position if starting center midfield. And in case you didn't know, most rookies don't get to be starters, so congrats."
"You're joking right?! Oh my gosh thank you!"
I had never heard someone as excited as Brittany was right now, it was so cute. "Alright, you should get an email soon regarding the practice schedule, uniforms, and our upcoming tournament."
"Ok, thanks so much Santana, I'll see you later!"
"See ya." I hung up the phone. Somehow, with every word that came out of her lips I became more and more intrigued by the girl, and it's not like she's said anything special. I looked up and saw Quinn grinning at me while Rachel was busy on the phone.
"What are you looking at Fabray?" I hate when she looks at me like she knows something about me, because she always does know something about me.
"I'm just looking at my smitten best friend," she bit her bottom lip, I assume to contain laughter.
"Oh shut up! I will go all Lima Heights on you!" Quinn just laughed and grabbed her phone to make her call.
Brittany's POV
After I got the call from Santana last night I checked my email and found out I had four days to rest until our first practice. I was disappointed not only because I wanted to play soccer with my new team, but also because that's four days without seeing Santana.
Now it was finally time to go to the first practice and I was bouncing with enthusiasm. As I drove down to the field that was our practice field I thought about how lucky I was. Not only am I going to be on an amazing soccer team, but I also am getting the chance to get to know this beautiful girl.
What am I thinking? I don't even know if Santana is into girls. She probably isn't, I mean what are the chances right? Also, when she called me she sounded so professional. Not all playful and funny like the first time I talked to her, did I do something? I'll just ask her at practice.
Finally pulling up to the field I couldn't believe how big it was, it was not only a 100 yard field, but it also had an 8 lane track around it and stadium seats on the far side. I stared at it in awe, I thought this was just a practice field…
"Like it?" Someone said from behind me. I immediately recognized the voice as Santana and suddenly my stomach erupted in butterflies. I turned around a saw her, she is wearing the spandex booty shorts and a form fitting tanktop. Her hair's still down, and even with no makeup she is the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
"Oh, hm.. yeah, I do. It's big!" I can't believe I can't get a full sentence out in when I'm with her!
"Yup, only the best for us! But it's kind of a waste because the stadium never gets used because this is only for practice. Come on, I'll show you the locker rooms," she grabbed my arm and pulled me across the field toward a building next to the stadium. We walking in comfortable silence, well I hope it was comfortable silence. Then I remembered what I wanted to ask her.
"Santana?" I said shyly.
"Mmm?" she hummed, she was trying to put up her hair and her hairband was in her mouth.
"How come you were so buisnessy and professional on the phone last night? I mean we've kinda talked before and you acted like you'd never met me in your life." Maybe it didn't make sense to ask this, I mean I really didn't know her.
She smirked, "they said I wasn't allowed to flirt with you." She winked and then walked into the locker room, leaving me there frozen trying to make sense of what she just said. Does that mean she wanted to flirt with me?
Santana's POV
Brittany kept staring at me all through practice, I think it had something to with the thing I said outside the locker rooms. Maybe she isn't into girls like I thought, except she was staring at my ass again, even Quinn saw it, so I know I'm not just making up stuff in my mind.
Quinn and I were driving back to our apartment in my white escalade, or as I liked to call it, my baby. My parents got it for me when I made the team last year, along with the apartment I share with Quinn.
"San," Quinn broke the silence.
I turned to her and she had a worried look on her face, "What's up Q?"
"Did you say something to Britt? I mean she was so distracted during practice and she kept staring at you. Not just your ass either!" she turned to face forward, "I know you like her."
"Ok, no, I barely know the girl I just think she's hot," Quinn chucked and send me her 'oh suuuree' look. Whatever. "Also, when did you start calling her Britt? Are you two all chummy now?"
She rolled her eyes at me, "You're jealous 'cause I called her Britt and you say you don't like her, come on Santana."
"Not jealous."
"Whatever, but yeah, we talked. She's really nice, but seriously you need to stop distracting her!" I looked at Quinn confused. Had I really done something to distract Brittany?
"How am I distracting her, Q?" I asked.
"Can I tell you a secret?" she whispered.
"Go for it."
"She likes you."
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