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"Yes just like the last four shirts you tried on." Mercedes tells me.
"What is this about?" Kurt asks digging through my pant drawer. "You're never like this. Sure you generally could use fashion advice." he points out.
"Hey," I object. "I have good fashion sense."
Mercedes starts laughing so hard that she can't speak.
"No you don't," Kurt says trying not to laugh.
Sam opens the door, holding a sandwich looking concerned. "Is everything okay?"
"Honey just go back to the kitchen." Mercedes tells him.
I invited Mercedes and Kurt over to help me find clothes for my date tonight with Santana. It's been over a week since we were dancing at the bar and we just finished shooting her first music video. I decided to ask her out and she jumped at the chance. Thus far my plan is working.
"I'm guessing you have a date." Mercedes says giving me a look of you know I'm right.
"I do," I say trying not to smile.
I don't want to seem too happy about going on this date, but I am. This is one of the first actual dates I've been on. Most of the time I just go out dancing and end up bringing a girl home.
"Who is the lucky girl?" Kurt asks giving me a creepy smile.
"Um…." I say not wanting to tell them.
"Come on B, who is it?" Mercedes asks.
Both her and Kurt are looking at me expectedly. I know they want to know who it is. But I'm not going to tell them-. My train of thought is broken when Tina and Rachel come in and I can hear Mike, Blaine and Artie downstairs talking to Sam.
"You called," Tina says.
I don't know what's going on; I only have an hour before I need to leave to pick up Santana. And I won't be late. The last thing I want is them all knowing about my plan. Or maybe they can help with my plan. The girls certainly could help the guys it depends.
"Brett here has a date." Kurt says smiling.
"Ou, who?" Rachel says looking at me expectedly.
"What is Rachel yelling about." Blaine asks opening the door as all the guys come in.
"If I tell you, you have to let me explain everything before going off." I say looking mostly at Kurt and Rachel.
"Tell us what?" Sam asks looking very confused.
"Brett here has a date, now tell us." Kurt quickly says.
They're all looking at me with questioning eyes.
"Okay don't freak out, but I have a date with Santana." I say before they all start freaking out.
And when I say freaked out, I mean they (Rachel, Tina, Mercedes and Kurt) all start talking over each other. Well more like shouting. None of them are happy about me dating Santana. Of course they don't wait until I explain before freaking out. I can't understand a damn thing they are saying.
"Quiet!" Sam finally shouts when I motion to him. "Let him finish." he says once they all finally stop talking.
I nod a thanks to him before I continue talking. "So as I was saying, I have a date with Santana in about an hour. I know she and her friends tormented us all throughout high school. But I have a plan to get her back for everything she's done."
"What are you planning?" Mercedes asks smirking.
"Making her fall in love with me then dump her ass." I tell them.
"Revenge is sweet." Artie says.
"Okay everyone back downstairs. I have magic to work." Kurt announces before diving back into my pile of clothes.
Ten minutes later Kurt has managed to find a cool pair of jeans and a nice blue button that makes me look amazing if I say so myself. I also manage to avoid getting any makeup put on me.
"Come on Brett just a little." Tina says holding up her makeup bag.
"Hell no," I say for the fourth time.
Thankfully Mercedes shoos everyone out and leaves me be with a half hour to wait. I hate waiting. I should have had them stay and keep me company. After pacing for what seems like an hour I head out twenty-five minutes early. The cab ride to Santana's apartment is nerve wrecking. I just know I'm going to screw up and she's going to figure out who I am. It's still fifteen minutes early so I walk around her nice apartment complex before heading up to the third floor where her apartment is. Standing there at the door I'm terrified to knock. This will be the first date I've ever actually been on and it's a lie. When I finally knock it takes a few minutes for her to open the door.
"Wow," I breath out looking her up and down.
She looks absolutely stunning in a black sleek dress with her hair pulled back into a bun, light makeup and black heels that make her legs look amazing. Honestly she's the most beautiful woman he's ever laid eyes on. This is going to be harder than she thought.
"Do you want to come in or are we leaving right away?" she asks after looking me up and down several times herself.
"We should head out." I tell her. "Your place looks nice." I say holding out my hand for her.
"Thanks the studio set it up for me when I moved out here." she says smiling as she takes my hand.
"Where are you from?" I ask her as we haven't really talked about anything personal.
"A small town in Ohio called Lima. I'm lucky to have gotten out of there and to have a recording contract." she says lacing our fingers together.
"What about you?" she asks me.
Shit I hadn't thought about her asking me about where I'm from. I could lie and say I'm from here, but I don't think she'd buy it.
"I'm from Ohio too, Cleveland." I lie since Lima is small and she'd surely remember me if I told her Lima.
"Cool we're both from Ohio." she says kissing my cheek when I hold open the cab door for her. "What are the chances." she comments.
I hate to say it, but I'm really enjoying this date thus far and it's barely started. She's just not the same person at least thus far that she was in school. Or maybe it's just cause I'm hot. I need to remember my goal is to make her fall for me so I can break her heart. After everything she did, she deserves it.
"I beat you were as happy to get out of Ohio as I was." she says causing me to focus back on her.
"I was nervous at first to leave my family, but I love to dance and I've come to love choreographing." I honestly tell her.
"Why'd you pick New York? Wouldn't LA be better?" she asks.
"Broadway, I wanted to dance on Broadway plus all the dance schools. Though now I most choreograph for shows and at the schools. Here is really better." I say. "What about you? Aren't most studios in LA?" I ask her.
"The studio I signed with is based here which I like since I've wanted to live in New York for years." she says biting her lip.
We fall into easy conversation about what we like and dislike about the entertainment industry. Talking to her is easier than I thought it would be. She's really funny and nerdy something I never would have guessed I'd say.
"So where are we going?" Santana finally asks looking out the cab window to see where we are.
"Well I thought we could do dinner and a show." I tell her hoping she'll like it.
Since I don't know much about dating, I may have looked up dating for dummies. Even though it's not an exciting first date I figured she might like something plain and normal.
"That sounds wonderful, what show?" she asks me.
"One that I actually choreographed called Uptown, Downtown." I tell her.
The smile on her face tells me that it's a good choice.
"I'm really lucky to have you choreograph my music videos. You're pretty famous aren't you." she says leaning into me.
"In certain circles yes." I softly say trying not to blush.
She's curled into me, playing with some lint on my pant leg when the cab pulls up to the restaurant. It's called Blue's and Kurt raved about it so much after Blaine took him there. I just hope she likes seafood, I probably should have asked.
"Oh my god," Santana gasps. "I've wanted to come since it opened." she gushes.
"Good," I say trying to hide my glee that she likes it.
I help her out of the cab and hold open the door for her. I swear she swoons. What I can be a gentleman, my mom taught me well.
"Two for Pierce," I tell the hostess.
She looks me up and down before looking through her records.
"Awe here it is, follow me Mr. Pierce." the hostess says licking her lips as she glances at me.
It's obvious that she likes me. She's completely ignoring Santana and seems to be trying to flirt. Honestly I'm not sure what she's trying to do, but it seems to piss of Santana.
"Stupid hoe, date." I hear her mumble, but I miss most of what she said.
"Here you go," I say pulling out the chair for Santana.
"Thank you," Santana says blushing.
She smirks at the hostess as she leaves. It's the first bit of the old Santana that I've seen. And I kind of have to admit it's hot. Damn my fucking hormones.
"She didn't even leave us menus." she complains.
"I'll get us some." I offer standing up.
"No I will," she says also standing up.
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Dinner went well after Santana got us menus and I think maybe gave the hostess a piece of her mind. I love how easy it is for me to talk to her. Most of the time I'm awkward and make a fool of myself much like I did in high school. But with her I'm able to be normal. Maybe it's because this is all a game I plan to win. Whatever the reason I like it.
"So how good is this show?" she asks as we pull up in front of the theater.
"Well considering it's been open for six months I'd say pretty good but I'm bias." I tell her causing her laugh.
"If the choreography is anything like what you did for Stardust then it's probably wonderful." she says smiling as I open the door for her.
She tries to pay like she did with dinner, but yet again I don't let her. I asked her out so I'm paying. Plus I get into the show for free.
"Are you going to let me pay for anything?" she questions.
"Nope,"
She gives me a sly smile, leaning into me. I lead her into the theater and down to the fifth row in the middle. She seems surprised that we're so close.
"I've never sat so close before." she whispers still leaning into me when we sit down.
"Well get used to it, I always get really good seats to shows." I whisper back.
"You think we'll have a second date?" she asks making me nervous.
"Maybe," I say non-committal.
"If you play your cards right we most certainly will." she cheekily says.
She flashes me a smile that shows her dimples and I swear my heart stops. She's so beautiful.
"Then would you like to go out with me next Friday." I ask turning to face her fully. "I know we're not done with this one, but I want to take you out again."
God I'm so weak. We're only halfway done with this date and I'm begging for another.
"I think I could go for that if you let me take you out tomorrow." she softly says as the theater lights go down.
"Yes," I whisper.
We don't talk during the whole two and a half hours show. I keep glancing over her who looks so happy. I'm so glad that she's liking watching this. I was hoping she'd like the show. She stands first clapping at the end with the rest of the audience and I can't take my eyes off of her.
"Wow," is all she can say sitting back down next to me.
"I take it you liked it." I say.
"Like it, I loved it." she says leaning over and giving me a kiss.
The kiss catches me by surprise. It's definitely not something I thought would happen.
"Do you want to go backstage and meet the cast?" I ask not wanting this date to end.
"We can do that?" she asks her eyes widening.
"Yeah if you want." I softly say.
"Heck yes," she shouts.
Walking backstage I know everyone since I work with the cast on their moves every Thursday afternoon. Someone has to make sure they are still doing the moves right. And not to brag or anything but I am pretty popular and well liked. My life is the exact opposite as it was in high school. But back to the point everyone says hi to me. Santana just loops her arm through mine and holds on tight. I can tell that she's nervous though I'm not sure why.
"Hey Brett," a couple dancers say.
"Everyone knows you." Santana says burrowing into my side.
"They do," I say not sure where this is going.
She just holds onto me tighter when the lead comes over.
"Hey Brett, I didn't know you were coming tonight." the lead says giving me a warm smile.
"Well I'm on a date and she wanted to come back and see what goes on behind the scenes." I tell her and Santana squeezes my arm.
"How nice of you." she says giving me or maybe Santana a strange look that I'm not sure what it is.
When she leaves us, Santana stops me and turns to face me.
"She was so jealous." Santana tells me. "Has anything gone on between the two of you?" she asks.
"Nothing I swear." I promise her.
"Good, I hate having competition that's hotter than me." she half whispers to herself.
"You're the hottest woman I've ever seen." I softly say causing her to smile.
"Take me home?" she says.
I gulp as I nod not entirely sure what it means. Going to her home. Am I just taking her home or will I be staying. Will sex be involved or will we just talk. There's so much unknown that makes me nervous. I feel like the whole way back to her apartment I'm off. I don't know what will happen and it scares me. When the cab pulls in front of her building I help her out and pay the cabby. I don't want to assume that I'm going in or that I'm not. This is so confusing me on top of my nerves.
"Do you want to come in?" she asks looking up at me hopefully.
"Yeah I'd like that." I whisper allowing her to pull me with her into the building.
Surprising I've really enjoyed spending time with her and am looking forward to spending more time with her.
"Just so you don't get any ideas, I won't be sleeping with you." she strongly tells me.
"I figured," I whisper rather relieved with this fact.
"Good, I didn't want any confusion." she says unlocking her door and walking in. "Come in."
I follow her into her modest studio apartment which is plainly set up. Nothing personal is out, pictures or items. Looking around it looks like it just came out of a showroom.
"I know it's bare, I've been busy and haven't had time to completely move in." she tells me.
"Still it's cozy." I say sitting down next to her.
"It's not cozy or homey. I'm sure your place is much homier." she softly says.
"Maybe you'll just have to see it after our next date." I tell her.
"I'd like that." she whispers leaning in and kissing me.
