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Chapter 2

*~*~* 2 hours later *~*~*

"That can't be right!" I heard Brittany mumble behind me. "San, could you come look at this? I don't get it. I did everything you said but it still says 'error' on my calculator!"

I stood up from my desk chair and walked over to where Brittany was sprawled out in front of her math books and notes on my floor. She was lying on her belly, held up on both elbows, staring frustrated at the calculator in her hands.

"Haaand it over." I reached out my hand for the calculator while sitting down next to her. "Alright, which problem are you working on?" I leaned forward to look into her book.

Helping Britt with her school work was actually something I enjoyed doing most of the time. It was really cute when she got something. You could literally see the light go on inside her head when it happened, because she'd widen her eyes and grin really big and sometimes she even gave me a kiss as a reward for explaining it to her.

"2b" Brittany answered, pointing at the text. "I've already written down the equation here. But the calculator says it's wrong!" she whined, sliding over her notes for me to check. The equation was only half finished but right so far. I told her and said "Maybe you just put the numbers in wrong." I tried entering the whole equation into the device myself and got a result.

"Now that makes way more sense than 'error'" Brittany had watched me type in the numbers and was now copying the answer into her notes, a tiny smirk on her face.

"Oh my god! You totally did it again, didn't you?" I had recently noticed that Brittany had taken to manipulating me into doing her home work by playing dumb when she didn't feel like doing it herself.

"What, did you just push in random numbers until it said 'error'?" I laughed out disbelievingly.

Nodding enthusiastically Brittany rolled over and put her head in my lab. "Math is boring. I thought you wouldn't mind doing the rest." The blonde smiled.

Shaking my head at my best friend's sneaky behavior I finished her homework while she was playing with my left hand, which was draped over her left shoulder onto her stomach just below the ribs.

Ten minutes later I was done and shut Britt's notebook with a little yawn. I stretched my upper body to glance at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It was 8.20 pm. When did that happen?

I looked down at the blonde whose head was still in my lab. She was smiling solemnly up at me with a sparkle in her beautiful blue eyes. She had this look again. This piercing look that made me feel naked. Not the sexy kinda naked. The totally cheesy, she-is-looking-straight-into-my-soul kinda naked.

We were both quietly studying each other's features. So wonderfully familiar and comforting. She lazily lifted her right arm and stroked lightly over my cheek. I reflexively leaned into her touch and closed my eyes. Another yawn escaped my lips. I heard a low chuckle coming from Britt at this. I tried to protest but my "hey!" was modified by yet another big yawn, making it sound more like "hhaaaah".

Grinning broadly, the blonde turned in my lab and snuggled her face into my stomach. She shifted so she could put both arms around my middle and hugged me tightly. I was done yawning but didn't feel the need to defend my tiredness anymore. Instead I smiled and stroked her hair before I took a deep breath and started gathering up her things from the floor, leaning over her strong upper body.

"Hey Brittz, you hungry? Wanna go down and order some pizza or something?" My mum had a lot of great qualities, but cooking wasn't one of them. Well, I think. I don't really know whether she could cook if she had the time. But she doesn't, so whatever.

It wasn't like we never had warm food in the house, though. My abuela sometimes came over and prepared the most amazing meals for me. Every other Sunday she even taught me how to cook some of her best recipes, Lopez-style, but Britt didn't know I could cook. As far as she knew the only thing I was good at, was baking muffins or cookies. I didn't have the slightest idea why I hadn't told her yet. I just hadn't.

"Yyyhh mma..mmmm..m..mmm" Brittany mumbled into my middle. I chuckled. "What was that? You don't want anything? Alright I'll just order one for myse…"

"NO! I want one, I want one." Britt piped up. "San, I want one with…"

"…extra cheese, onions and capers, I know Britt-Britt. I'm just screwing with you!" I laughed, amused at the shocked look on the blonde's face, whose head had snapped around to look at me at my little joke.

My loud laugh had made my stomach tremble and had pushed Britt's head away from my stomach and further down my legs. When she realized I was making fun of her she turned her head and bit me right in the middle of my left inner thigh.

"OOOOWW! What the fuck, Britt!" I screamed, pushing her head and shoulders off me.

Britt turned around giggling."What?" She asked with an overly innocent look in her eyes. "I was getting hungry. And when you said I wouldn't get any pizza I had to find something else to bite into, didn't I?"

"Oh, whatever!" I shot back, rubbing my sore thigh and huffing dramatically. Ignoring Brittany's ongoing sniggers I stood up from the floor to grab my cell so I could order us some pizza.


*~*~*1 hour later*~*~*

I was so full, I thought I was gonna burst for sure any minute now.

Brittany and I were lazily lying on the couch in my living room. Two empty pizza cartons and the DVD case of the movie we were watching in front of us on the coffee table.

"Once again my life has been saved by the miracle of lasagna!" Brittany spoke along with the cartoon Garfield on the screen. I looked over at my best friend and a smile escaped my lips when I noticed that she had sat up straight.

She did that every time we watched that movie, always at the same scene. Because, although we had seen Garfield fall out of that window and land in the truck full of lasagna about a million times, she still worried he might miss it this time and hurt himself. I loved her for that. As a friend of course, I mean I love her as a friend!

Wrapped up in my thoughts I hadn't noticed that Britt had stopped reciting along with the movie. Only when she cracked a smile and turned her head slowly to look at me, my senses kicked in again. I felt my cheeks blush and raised an eyebrow at her, drawing in a sharp breath that was supposed to sound like a yawn and hurriedly asked:

"Sooo, you as tired as I am? Man, those pizzas really take it outta ya, don't they." I stretched my arms and legs for emphasis and heard my stiff neck crack. Ouch! God, I shouldn't have let Coach make me do those last few exercises!

Coach Sylvester had made all of the Cheerios do a ton of laps and stuff yesterday, but for whatever reason this time – she had probably had a fight with her mum or Mr. Schuester -, she had made me stay after practice to do about 100 more. I had been so beat that I hadn't even made it home and had instantly fallen asleep in my car in the parking lot. In a very unfortunate position. Thus the neck pain.

Brittany had watched me role my head around groaning with a small chuckle and was now wearing an extremely endearing puppy-dog-sympathy look. Pouting lip and all. So cute.

"Aaaw. You want me to give you a massage?" Britt asked sweetly, cocking her head to one side and raising her eyebrows questioningly.

Hell yes I wanted one! But, like I said, I was trying to cut down on my sexy time with Britt, so as not to confuse her. Or me. And let's be honest. A massage from Britt would definitely not be left at that. So I regretfully shook my head as another yawn escaped my lips. A real one this time.

"No thanks, Brittz. I think I really should get some sleep, cause I don't wanna be dead weight on Finn's party tomorrow. And, as badass as I am, even I can't stomach one of those without a good night's sleep to strengthen my nerves." I padded her knee and pushed myself off my warm, comfy place next to her on the couch.

Yawning again, I grabbed the empty pizza cartons and made my way to the kitchen to throw them out, while Brittany was turning off the TV. Man, I really am tired!

After washing my hands free of the grease from the cartons in the kitchen sink, I turned around, hollering "Hey Britt-Britt! You gon…oh sorry!" I hadn't noticed that the blonde had evidently followed me into the kitchen, and had shouted louder than would have been necessary, seeing as she had apparently been standing right behind me the whole time.

"Sorry!" I said again, as she regained her balance after I had almost knocked her over, not expecting her to stand so close. "You gonna stay over? " I finished the question I had been about to ask her.

"I'm fine. And, yeah. I already told my mum." She replied.

Okay, okay. It's okay, Santana. Just cause we ended up doing more than cuddling the last three times she stayed over, doesn't mean that we will tonight. It's not that hard to not do something. Even in my head that argument sounded stupid!

"Helooho! Man, you're really tired, aren't you?" Brittany laughed. "Come on, let's go to sleep."She grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs and into my room.

When I came back from the bathroom after brushing my teeth, Brittany had already changed into her sleeping shorts and t-shirt she had borrowed from me, and was just slipping under the covers. I went over to my closet and pulled out my own sleep-wear. I was just about to pull up my shorts when Brittany burst into laughter.

"What, what?" I asked, startled by her sudden outbreak. But she was shaking and giggling so furiously now, trying to control her laughter, that I couldn't understand one word of her broken explanation. I got it however after looking down to where she had pointed, somewhere low on my body.

There it was. Red and prominent on my left thigh.

A perfect impression of her teeth.


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