Brittany was led into what happened to be one of the biggest and most opulent offices she had ever seen. She could tell that everything that was inside had to be very expensive, from the modern-designed pieces of furniture, to the carpets and the abstract paintings on the wall. Furthermore a breathtaking view of Manhattan, accentuated by a huge full-length window, was the setting of that luxurious heaven. Brittany came in, hugging her briefcase as it was the teddy bear that had protected her so many times from nightmares. That was indeed a nightmare, not only she was worried about that interview due to her social problems of dealing with human beings, she had also to interview directly with the head of the company who also happened to be the girl that had changed her life. In the past years she had found herself so many times thinking about that day, the day she had been crushed by Santana Lopez, the day she had convinced herself that it was better to live in the shadow, the day that had made her who she was.

When she was in high school dancing was her passion, her future dream but Santana had just deleted it from her future in just two seconds, with just two words.

The years at college had been useful to forget all the injustices and the nasty things she had been subjected during the last year of high school. As a matter of fact at Yale she had managed to make some friends and to gain some of the lost confidence, she had also realized that not all the people were mean, selfish and judging.

Santana Lopez was sat at her fancy crystal desk and didn't even bother to look at her. She was looking down, studying what seemed to be a fashion magazine.

Brittany walked inside and stopped in the middle of the room, standing in front of Santana's desk. She was so overwhelmed by that view, it was hard for her to believe that she was standing in the office of Santana Lopez first because she was Santana Lopez, a worldwide known celebrity and second because she was Santana Lopez, the incredible bitch she had dreamt so many time of yelling at.

"Good morning." She said trying to be as relax as she could pretend to be.

Santana didn't pay any attention to her, she kept on reading the magazine, then after few interminable seconds, she closed it and pushed aside. She looked up at her with the unforgettable gelid glance that Brittany remembered so well.

Santana took few seconds to study her carefully. The weight of her eyes on was almost unbearable and her first impulse was to run away as fast as she could; but she stood there, looking down and praying for that moment to be over soon.

"You must be the new Yale genius." She began with an annoying ironic tone.

"Yes man." Brittany was still staring at the floor, she was afraid that if she had met Santana's glance once again she would have turned into a rock.

"Ok, genius don't just stay there. Have a sit, come on. I swear I do not bite." Santana Lopez said mocking her again.

Brittany felt the need to jump on the other side of the table and to punch that spoilt latin brunette, but she just smiled and sat.

She looked up at her, she was so confused by the person that was in front of her. Somehow she was admiring her for being that talented, ambitious, strong and also beautiful but on the other hand she couldn't understand how she managed to be such a bitch.

Brittany mentally promised herself not to let Santana treat her in a mean way, again.

Santana gave a quick look at her curriculum.

"So..our sales manager told me that you have a pretty impressive curriculum."

"Well, I did my best." She said smiling but everything she got back from Santana was a not-interested look.

Then she looked at her smirking, Brittany felt a shiver down to her spine.

"I get you, you know. You're probably one of those nerds that didn't help me with my math tests when I was in high school." She teased, Brittany didn't know to answer, at the end she opted for a silent smile.

"Girl, relax. I'm just kidding. How old are you?"

"I'm 24." She said.

"Oh, impressive. " she replied. "So tell me; why would you like to work here?"

"Well, it's a very important company and I think it will be a great job opportunity for me."

"And what makes you think that you're the right person for this job?"

"Well, I graduated with top marks and I also have a master as business analyst. I think I'm perfect for this job."

Santana smiled as she was up to something, then she clearly checked on her, eying her from up to down. And so Santana's show started.

"Do you know that S&L is a fashion company, right?"

Brittany knew exactly where she wanted to take her.

"Yes man." She said politely.

Santana smirked again, she wasn't probably satisfied by the fact that Brittany was reacting to her bitchiness.

"And so do you know that our employees should reflect the style of the company? Each one of my workers is a piece of our public image." She said.

Immediately Brittany felt awful, she was judging her again and she was making her feel uncomfortable with herself.

The only thing she could say was . "Yes man."Again.

"And in which way do you think you can bring benefits to my company? Since you're clearly not interested in fashion, right?"

"Oh, well. I just wear comfortable clothes, you know."

Santana stopped her rising a hand and shaking her head. "No no, I wasn't asking." She said.

Brittany felt again a flush of anger rising from her stomach, she took a deep breath and tried to relax.

Santana , who hadn't probably had enough and was probably having fun, kept on teasing as she wanted to find out how much that girl could take.

"Do you know how many young graduates like you would kill to have an opportunity like that?" she paused. Brittany looked at her with a look of hatred. "And you go to an interview dressed like that slamming in my face your wonderful curriculum? Honey it's not how it works. You have to prove you want a job. "

Brittany was about to start crying.

"I'm sorry" she laughed "Well, I'm not. We're done here. You can take your briefcase and your crumpled sweater and get out of here."

Brittany couldn't believe to that words, it was the second time in her life that Santana Lopez was crashing her self confidence in that way. She stood up and started going towards the door.

She realized that, as the first time, Santana would have forgotten her in a couple of day while she would have remembered that day for the rest of her life. She froze, she had never felt that angry.

Brittany turned back a stared at Santana who, noticing her not leaving, looked up at her and with the usual annoying voice asked. "Well? Do you need anything else?"

Brittany didn't answer to that.

"Listen to me jackass you have no rights to treat me like that! Do you want to know why I'm here? Because your senior sales manager called me two days ago begging me for an interview because you've just lost millions of dollars in a senseless investment. I'm not going to stay here hearing your insults because maybe your company it's not good enough for me. I don't know anything about fashion and the superficial things related to that but I swear that I would have never invested in an Irish brand. And what about you? You tried in any possible ways to make me feel uncomfortable and not okay for this job when the truth is that you're probably too bored from life that the only high light of your day is to crush a poor girl. Now if you want to excuse me I have to find a real job in a real company."

And she run out before Santana could notice that she was about to throw up.

Santana stayed there, watching that awkward blonde geek running out of her office. For the first time after so long she was wordless. She smiled tasting that weird feeling. Santana, whose middle name was bitch, was surprised to be amused and intrigued by that girl. She seemed to be one of those classic nerds that she used to hate and crush but the way that girl had put her in her place had shaken her. That girl had indeed spunk and she didn't know why but she wanted more.

She shook her head pressing the intercom button.

"Do me a favor stop the blonde nerd with glasses that is going out of the building." She ordered.

Brittany surprisingly was stopped in her way out. She was so astonished that she couldn't believe it. She was led in a meeting room where she was left waiting for over half a hour. She had so much time to live again that moment, she was so embarrassed. She was afraid that Santana would have called the police to suit her for yelling at her, everything was possible with that girl. She couldn't believe that she had the ball so say those things to her, it was the first time that she had ever behaved in that way and it had felt amazing. She hated that Santana Lopez so much that she couldn't keep those words to herself, it was like Santana had brought out the worst in her. She usually was a quiet and kind person.

Suddenly the door opened and Mark Gordon and Santana walked into the meeting room. Santana gave her an intense glance but she couldn't hold her look.

"Hey Snookie." She teased sitting right in front of her, Brittany could feel the weight of her eyes on.

Mark Gordon took the lead of the meeting.

"Ok, Miss Pierce we are truly interested in you and your curriculum. You are very young and you have such a great background. This is why we would be very please if you'll accept to work with us."

Brittany goggle her eyes, she was expecting everything but that at all.

"Oh." She couldn't say anything else, Santana hadn't looked away even for a second.

Mark cleared his throat.

"When I called you I told you about the job offer, but actually there has been a change." He tried to take some time to collect the right words.

"You're going to work directly with me" Santana cut short.

"What?" Brittany didn't want to say that loud but she was shocked.

"I've noticed that we got along very well during the interview and I found you very interesting so I thought why don't have a special business assistant that will help me with ." she explained.

Brittany couldn't believe that, she couldn't work with Santana. She didn't stand her, plus she was one of the most selfish, impossible, frustrating and challenging person she had ever met.

"I don't know if it's a great idea." She tried to argue.

Santana passed to her a closed envelope. "This will be your pay." She said.

When Brittany opened it she almost fainted, the it was a year contract and the salary was three time what she was expecting from a big company. The contract include also a car with the driver and the payment of all the telephone charges. For that amount of money she would have even worked with the devil himself.

Santana, noticing her hidden excitement, asked.

"So do we have a deal?"
"How can I say no to this offer." She replied.

"Exactly as I thought." She stood up and before leaving she turned herself. " Who know that with your upcoming salary you'll be able to afford a new wardrobe." And she left.

Brittany, overwhelmed by the events of that morning, couldn't help but smile.

Hope you like it! thanks for the review so far!

i feel the need to write about them to get over the whole Bram thing! :)