CHAPTER 3
Brittany woke up early, and like usual she has a wide grin on her face. Santana is lying beside her, comfortably sleeping. That fact made her heart flutter. She sat straight then continuously stroked Santana's hair while staring at the olive skinned lady. She just sat there and stared at the girl, and occasionally looks at the Latina's luscious lips. Brittany has the urge to kiss her, she wanted to, but she suppressed the thought when she was reminded of their agreement.
Santana was so comfortable in her sleep knowing that she was sleeping beside Brittany. She woke up early but she didn't want to get up just yet. She want this time to last longer, she wants to stay in bed with Brittany for the rest of the day. She wants to savor their time together. She was irritated of the thought of going to school, and seeing Artie happily fooling around with Brittany. She always hated that thought, but she kind of got used to that. And now she should get used to it, especially because she decided to be Brittany's best friend, only that, and not Brittany's girlfriend.
Santana's POV:
I really want to open my eyes right now, and look at you Brittany, but I can't because I want to stay here with you a little longer. I want to see your beautiful blue eyes that always seem to drown me and those oh-so-fair lips of yours that gives me the urge to kiss you, but let me just feel you right now.
Santana continued pretending to sleep while Brittany continued staring at her. They stayed like that for some time until it's time for them to prepare for school. "Sweetie, wake up" Brittany gently touched Santana persuading the girl to wake up.
"Oh, good morning Britt-Britt" Santana said with a smile sitting up straight from her sleep.
"Good morning, sleepyhead" she replied sheepishly. "We should probably get ready for school" she said hiding the bitterness that is caused by the fact that she would be with Artie, and not with Santana in just a few minutes.
"Uh huh. I should probably go home" Santana got up in bed and stepped towards the door. "See you later, Britt" Santana then opened the door and headed to the exit where they exchanged 'goodbyes'.
Quinn and Santana are talking on the bleachers when Brittany arrived. "Hi Quinn!" Brittany said with an enlightening smile and sat down facing the Latina. "Hi Santana, how was your night?" she said with a grin, knowing that they spent the night together.
Santana's cheeks blushed a little and formed a smile on her face, but then she remembered that there was another person sitting next to her and tried to suppress the smile, "It was fine, I guess."
Quinn didn't seem to catch up. "Well, someone seemed to have a great time last night. Anyone you slept with yesterday, Brittany?" she asked curiously making Santana almost choke on her drink while Brittany was caught off-guard by the question.
"Yeah I kinda did have a great time last night. And yes, I slept with someone…" she looked at Santana who's looking at her with a be-quiet look, before she continued. "But by 'slept' I mean just sleep and nothing more. That's wonderful enough to make my heart flutter" she blushed with her own statement, and looked down while caressing the back of her neck.
The Latina felt warm with Brittany's words, a smile creeped onto her face. She was flattered with the blonde's words. She find Brittany's statement and the way she acted shyly while saying it adorable. She knew what will be Quinn's next question so she looked at her watch and told the two girls that they should go to their class. The three of them then, headed to their first class.
Artie asked Brittany on a date at Breadstix later that day so the girl wasn't able to go home with Santana, which made the Latina disappointed…as always.
Brittany walked in at Breadstix with Artie, on their way to their seat she saw Quinn and waved at the blonde with the hazel colored eyes. "Quinn, I didn't expect seeing you here. You with someone?" Artie asked eyeing who could possibly be Quinn's date. Just like Artie, Brittany was waiting expectantly for the girl's reply.
Quinn looked at her phone and answered with disappointment in her voice, "Supposedly, yes, but suddenly she…" she was aware of what just slipped out of her mouth and immediately corrected it "… he couldn't make it so I'm going to be a loner for today eating all this" pointing out the food on her table she ordered for her and her supposed-to-be date.
"Oh, may I know who it is?" Brittany asked, intrigued with whoever Quinn is dating, she is after all a member of the Unholy trinity and her best friend besides Santana.
"In time, Britt, when we're both ready to announce our relationship in public" Quinn was very careful with her choice of words. She wouldn't want to spill any hints. "You better go to your respective table and date, stop it with the questions please" she said with a playful tone, "Save it for another time, like, a private one"
"Right. Enjoy your alone time, Quinn. Our table is just around the corner so, if you need anything" Artie said then Brittany continued, "like a company or something…" both of them looked at Britt strangely and the boy went on, "don't be shy to call out"
"Yeah, got it." With that, the couple went to their table. A couple of minutes later, Quinn's date called and she left the Breadstix afterwards. Quinn and her special someone talked at her house regarding with their relationship and they had just been officially official.
Quinn kind of thought it was rush but she didn't want to waste any opportunity to be with the one she loves. It was her chance to be with someone who actually cares about her and make her feel so damn good. And she ain't gonna blew it.
Later that evening, the glee members received a text from Rachel inviting them to a party at her house the next day.
Quinn read the message, A party, just what I need. This would be the perfect time for our public announcement-she thought.
Santana read the message, Great, a party for all the Glee club members, exciting…I'm going to see her with someone else, again. Oh, Brittany, break-up with him already. I love you but every day I'm one step closer of running out of reasons to fight for us.
Brittany read the Rachel's message, I wish Santana could be my date tomorrow. I hope she's going or else I won't be with her again, tomorrow. Ugh. Why am I so nervous about this party? I hope she's coming.
