I tried to make this chapter a little longer and I think I did. Last chapter was extremely short so i'm going to continue to make them longer until they are good for you guys.

Once again I do not own glee or any of its characters

June 27th 2014

It's been a week since I've seen the Blonde Beauty that's been in the back of my mind non-stop. I really wish I knew anything about this woman.

I decided today would be a good day to clean my disaster of a home while Puck has Max at a basketball game. But right now what I really needs is some damn coffee and I forgot to buy it yesterday at the store when I went grocery shopping. I decided to just walk to the coffee shop around the corner of my house.

I turn the corner of 88th street and I'm immediately slammed into something. Or rather someone.

"Excuse M-"

"Santana!?" I'm interrupted by the angelic voice that's been in her head for the last week.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I apologize once I sees the clear liquid all over the front of the blonde's shirt.

"We should probably stop meeting like this…" The blonde giggles and I swear my heart swells at the sound.

I then remembers what Puck said about the blonde checking me out last week.

"Let me pay for this." I say pointing to the soaked shirt.

"Absolutely not! Don't be silly, I'm not going to take your money." She shakes her head at Santana's statement.

"I'll pay for dinner… Tomorrow night." I says boldly, although let me tell you on the inside I am absolutely freaking out.

"Well Santana… are you asking me out on a date?" The blonde teases.

"Uh... I-I guess, yeah." I state nervously.

"How do you know I'm gay? Or single?" She asks, taking a step closer to me.

"Lucky guess?" I breathe out. The blonde is now so close I can smell the vanilla lotion she uses.

"You don't even know my name" The blonde continues. She bends down until her mouth is right next to my ear "It's Brittany" she whispers.

My chest heaves up and down at the closeness of Brittany's mouth. It's really making it hard for me to breathe right now.

"Well Brittany, would you like to go to dinner with me?" I ask, surprising myself with my own boldness.

"Will there be water involved? You and I together don't do to well with water." Brittany teases.

"I promise you'll return home dry." I assure her.

"Then okay. I'll go to dinner with you." Brittany says as if convincing herself rather me.

"Really? I uh I mean um… cool" I says cooly.

"Haha well can I see your phone?" Brittany asks me.

"Why?" I asks with furrowed eyebrows, obviously confused.

"Because I want to take it and run" Brittany teases "I'm just kidding, I wanna put my phone number in it so we can discuss the plans for this date tomorrow night." She winks.

I just nods as I pull out my IPhone and hand it to Brittany. I just stand there and stare as Brittany puts her number in my phone.

"Text me so I have your number. I have to run back to my apartment and change before I go back to work, but it was nice to see you again Santana." I love the way my name rolls off of her tongue.

"Oh yeah, I'm so sorry about that… again. I'll see you tomorrow night?" It comes out as more of a question than a statement.

"Yup, Bye Santana."

"Bye Brittany" And just like the first time the met she's gone with a wave.

I totally forget about my coffee as I hazily make my way home. I can't believe my luck, what are the chances of literally running into the same person twice in one week in New York City?

"Puck!?" I yell as I walk through the front door. His black jeep is in the driveway and I wasn't expecting them to be back this early.

"Hey! Shh.. Max is sleeping." Puck say's quietly as he walks into the kitchen "where were you? I was expecting to see you home when we got home." He asks.

"Her names Brittany" I tell him dreamily.

"Uh… you were with a girl?" Puck asks confused.

"The girl from Breadstix. I ran into her and spilt water all over her again and then I asked her to dinner and then she put her number in my phone!" I ramble excitedly.

"You spilt water on her… Again! And then got a number and a date!? Damn Lopez, nice job!" he laughs "so when is this date?" he teases me.

"Tomorrow night" I say as she flop down onto the couch.

"Does that mean Max and I get a guy's night!?"He asks excitedly. He loves when he and Max get to hang out all night.

"Yeah do you mind?" I ask already knowing he can't say no.

"Are you joking!? I've wanted a boy's night forever!" Puck exasperates.

I smile warmly at Puck because I have no idea where I'd be without him. He's going to be an amazing Father one day.

"Thank you, you wanna stay for dinner?" I ask

"Pizza?" he asks knowingly.

"Of course" I laugh. Every Friday we have pizza.

"Piiizzzzzzzaaa!" Max yells excitedly from his bedroom door.

"Yup! What kind ya want babe?" I ask already knowing its cheese.

"CHEESE!" he yells as I pick him up.

"What? No way they're all outta cheese." I joke.

"No Mommy!" Max giggles.

"No? Are you calling me a liar?" I don't even allow him time to answer before I start tickling him on the couch.

"No! Mommy! P-Pwease st-stop!" he shrieks between giggles " U-Uncle P-Puck help!"

Before I have any time to process what's going on, I'm up and over Puck's shoulder.

"Ah! Max! You're supposed to protect me!" I shriek.

"You tickle me!" he defends himself.

Puck throws me onto the chair, before sitting on top of me.

"Oh… oh no. t-too much weight. I-I see the light." I exaggerate, faking my death.

"She lived a good life right Max?" Puck asks playing along. He stands up and grabs Max.

"Yeah" he giggles as Puck sets him down beside me Mother.

"I think we should say our goodbyes" Puck tells him.

"Bye-Bye Momm-"

"BOO!" I yell.

"Ah!" Max shrieks, running as fast as his little legs will carry him to the other side of the living room.

"You were just going to say goodbye and leave me!?" I ask feigning hurt.

"No! I wove you Mommy!" He excuses himself.

"Well good because I love Max" tell him kissing his cheek.

"And I love pizza! So why don't we get some?" Puck interrupts.

"Let's go" I can't help but laugh at Pucks boyishness.

Puck went home an hour ago so Max decided that we should watch Finding Nemo. Now Max is fast asleep on my chest as I watch it alone. I grab my phone from the coffee table, remembering I still had to text Brittany.

I can feel my face immediately flush as I looks at the contact name Brittany put her number under.

FROM SANTANA: Hey!(: it's Santana, I'm sorry again about the water… although I must say it helps your contact out a lot(;

Not even two minutes later I feel a buzz come from my phone.

HOT WET BLONDE: Hey Santana! Once again it's totally fine! And I'm sorry about the contact it was just too good of an opportunity to turn down.

I can't help the quiet giggle that comes out because that really was a good one.

HOT WET BLONDE: I'm really excited for tomorrow! I haven't been on a date in a long time, how about we meet up at breadstix?

I can hardly contain my excitement at the fact that Brittany is also excited for our date tomorrow.

SANTANA: That's hard to believe… you're too beautiful not to have a date every night. Breadstix sounds perfect. How's six thirty?

I don't know if the comment about being beautiful is too much but it's too late now.

HOT WET BLONDE: Just because I haven't been on a date in a while doesn't mean I don't get asked. Six thirty sounds good.

It makes my heart swell at the fact that Brittany made it seem like she turned down a lot of people but she didn't turn me down.

SANTANA: Perfect, see you then. Goodnight Brittany (:

HOT WET BLONDE: Goodnight Santana (:

I turn my phone off with a smile and return my attention to the fishes on my television screen. It's exceptionally hard though when my mind keeps going back to a certain Blonde Beauty.

Please tell me what you guys think! getting your guy's reviews today was so awesome. you all are perfect!

Any way's will you guys tell me what you think of Max because he's going to become a bigger part of the story. He is also going to bring up most of Brittany's unwanted past.