Santana's POV
"So how long have you lived here?" I asked. We had driven back to her house and switched to her car, an old gray mustang.
"All my life actually, I was born at Billings hospital."
"Wow..." I couldn't imagine living somewhere so isolated, or staying in one place my whole life. Before LA I lived in Miami, then Chicago- if anyone had any doubt I was a city girl they must've been trippin on something.
I wondered what it would be like if I had grown up here.
"I know...It's really boring. Definitely not as cool as LA."
"No it's not boring at all!" I said quickly. Just yesterday I would have thought the complete opposite, but now... the Lake had it's own community and it was ten times more interesting then cliché Los Angeles.
Or maybe it was just Brittany that was interesting.
"Well thanks..." After that we settled into a casual conversation, just getting to know each other. She was honestly the cutesy thing ever. She would just go off on the strangest tangents and if it came out of anyone else's mouth I would probably stay as far way from them as possible. But Brittany made everything so cute and lov-. I couldn't even THINK the L word (No not Lesbian idiots). I realized I was staring and I quickly looked away, my mind racing.
Get yourself together 'Tana. This girl is just another soon-to-be notch in your bedpost that's all.
No.
She couldn't be. If I even got a glimpse of what his underneath Brittany's clothes I don't think I could control myself.
Okay, fine, no sex with Brittany. Yeah, I could do 'just friends'.
Brittany turned her head to look at me and apparently my eyes had subconsciously wandered back to her perfect figure.
"What are you looking at?" she said softly, not in an accusatory tone at all, more like a...curious one.
My eyes widened as I realized she had caught me blatantly staring at her.
"N-nothing," I stammered. She took her bottom lip in her mouth and it made me want to just grab her and kiss her and- friendly thoughts Santana. Friends don't kiss other friends. Okay now slowly look away...good, Just stare at the road.
Thankfully we finally reached town. It was pretty much your general small town. Large park in the center, city hall, various shops, a movie theater that looked like it was from the 70's.
"Yeah, so this is Billings, population 2,784."
"Wow there are more kids then that in my high school," I commented. There weren't that many people around; it wasn't even nine after all.
"Do you want to walk around?" she asked.
"Yes," I said quickly. Because if I stayed in an enclosed space with Brittany for too long, I might just jump her bones.
It was the perfect temperature outside-not to warm not too cold.
Brittany pointed out different places and as we walked around them the back of our hands brushed against each other.
I reveled in the feeling of those small touches- probably way more then I should have. For anyone this walk would be completely and utterly boring but for me, anytime spent within a few feet of the blonde was exciting and exhilarating.
"Hey do you want to see something funny?" I raised one eyebrow, signaling that my interest was peaked. She gave me a toothy grin and grabbed my hand and entwined our fingers. Before I could even process what just happened she started running in a random direction, dragging me with her.
Brittany's POV
I just wanted to hold her hand.
Is that too much to ask for? Probably... I was tempted too many times on our walk but chickened out more then once settling for just bumping into her 'accidentally'.
While being her own personal tour guide I remembered that Quinn was probably at work by now. Maybe if I played dumb...
"Hey do you want to see something funny?" I asked. She gave me the cutest look and I couldn't help myself- I grabbed her hand and held it in mine and ran off with her in tow before she could say a word. Her hands were so soft, like babies but more tan.
"Britt- slow down, you're yanking my arm off," she panted. Immediately I released her hand. Okay... so she didn't want to hold my hand...I frowned for a second before plastering on a fake smile.
"Okay, we're here!"
She looked at the in front of us, any indicator that it was a store at al was the small sign that read 'Tasty Treats'
"We are?" I nodded and smiled before making my way inside. The store had candy on shelves on either side of the store and ice cream in the back as well as...
"Quinn!" I ran over to my surprised friend and hugged her. I almost never visited her at this time of day, usually I was on the lake.
"Brittany? What are you-" By now she had spotted Santana, and her lips turned into a smirk,"Well hi Santana."
"Hey Quinn." She looked a little uncomfortable.
"This place has the best ice-cream and Q always gets me a free scoop."
"Brittany!" she hissed," You're NOT supposed to tell anyone that!"
I gave her my puppy dog look and ran my hand down her arm.
"Can Santana and I pleeeeease have some ice-cream Quinnie," I pouted. I watched as she tried to avert her eyes.
"Britt..."
"Quinn..." I whimpered.
"Okay okay!" she groaned," Just stop that!"
"Yaaaay!" I exclaimed," Q always goes for the pout," I said winking at Santana. She looked...weird. Good weird, I don't know what it was about her but...
"San what do you want?" Santana stared at me for a second more before looking at Quinn.
"What?"
"What flavor do you want? Y'know like ice cream?"
"Oh Uh.. Vanilla..." she said. She got our ice cream, of course already knowing mine. Chocolate with hot fudge.
"Okay here but can you guys eat it outside or something?"
"Okay Quinnie," I said,"C'mon San let's eat our ice-cream. Bye- bye Lucy Q!"
As I pulled Santana out of the shop I heard Quinn yell my name. She hated when I called her that.
Santana didn't look so uncomfortable anymore, which was good I hope she actually wanted to be here...
"So are you ready for lunch? I asked after we had finished our ice cream.
"Umm, aren't you supposed to eat dessert after lunch?"
"No!"
"You so seem like one of those people?"
"What people?" I said pouting.
"D-don't do that," she stammered.
"What?" her thumb touched my bottom lip ever so slightly and I looked at her in shock.
"That..." she stared at my lips for q second and I thought she was gonna kiss me and I REALLY wanted her to but then she suddenly pulled back and stood up.
"So where are we eating?"
Santana's POV
Estupido! Lo que el infierno se te ocurre! You don't just go touching people's lips, regardless if they were the hottest things you've ever seen. Idiot!
God that pout. When she did in the ice cream shop to Quinn I almost couldn't hold my shit together. I don't know how I didn't take her right then and there.
"Uh-um...it's a place called Rosalita's Roadhouse," she said," it's like a 10 minute drive away." Great more alone time and now it would probably be awkward. I absolutely hated awkward moments.
"Okay, let's go." We walked back to her car and she opened the door for me before going to her side. I couldn't help but smile at her chivalry.
To my surprise the ride wasn't awkward at all. We immediately jumped into a conversation about her cat, Lord Tubbington (I'm still trying to decide if he exists or not) and how he intimidated Quinn's dog Cooper so they couldn't have play dates anymore. Honestly, the whole thing sounded sketchy to me but Brittany totally made the whole thing believable. I was glad nothing was weird about us.
"So what do you like about this place?"
"Well during they have great food and an awesome view of the lake and on Fridays they have Karaoke night which is sooooo funny. Plus one of the bartenders let's all us 'kids' drink at night when everyone is completely wasted."
"Sounds like a cool place."
"Well they had to have at least one cool thing around here," she said grinning.
When we arrived the parking lot was actually pretty full, we had to drive around for five minutes just to find a space.
"Wow, popular place," I commented. It really was, I could barely hear myself talking and I kept bumping into people.
"Like I said, the only cool place."
"Hey Britt!" I heard someone call. A middle aged blonde woman who had one too many jobs approached us.
"April, hey!" They quickly embraced," Santana this is the bartender I was talking about. April this is my new friend Santana, she's Mr. Martinez's niece."
"Well shoot girl!" she said slapping my ass," You're sexier then your uncle! And I didn't think that was possible! C'mon you two I'll have a table cleared for you."
"Hey April can we sit outside?"
"Sure Britt! Anything for me hot little dancer."
Okay this woman was seriously weird. Suddenly I felt a hot breath on my neck.
"Sorry about April," Brittany said. It was evident that she was only this close because it was hard to hear but I couldn't help but gasp at how good it felt, "She's a little…crazy, but you'll get used to her." Thankfully, before I actually started moaning she was at a reasonable distance.
"Here you go ladies!"
The view was breathtaking, the lake looked so serene and you had a view of the town and people boating or on houseboats.
"Wow," I said.
"I know right? Just wait till you see it at sunset." We took our seats close to the railing.
"Brittany? You want a 'special iced tea' or...?"
"Sure, that'd be great. Santana?"
"Wait! Let me guess, you're a tequila girl right?"
"Actually, yeah I am," I said truthfully. Weird…
"Oh boy do I have a surprise for you!" With that she scurried off.
"Okay should I run or just jump into the lake now?" I joked, she laughed making me smile.
"She might be crazy but she seriously makes the BEST drinks, just give it a try."
"Okay Britt but if I die it's on you."
"I'd never do anything to hurt you San." I melted at her comment but there was that awkward silence again.
"Hey!" a voice said behind me, startling me so much I almost fell out of my chair.
"One Long Island Iced Tea for the hot blonde and a Tequila and Glitter for the sexy Latina." She set my drink in front of me as I inspected it. The substance was white and creamy and had little colored pieces on top that actually sorta looked like glitter. Upon further inspection I realized that it was just cut up fruit. Tentatively I took the straw in my lips and sucked.
It was a lot better then I thought it would be; like- it was good, strong yes but REALLY good.
"So how is it? It's my newest concoction."
"It's amazing, one of the best drinks I've ever had," I said.
"Wooo! Another win for Rhodes!" We both laughed at her craziness," So watcha wanna eat?"
"Umm, I'll just have a cheeseburger," I said.
"Same."
"Okay guys, be right back, enjoy your drinks." As soon as she left I took another sip, I wanted to drink it slowly to avoid becoming a weepy hysterical drunk in front of Brittany.
"So you dance?" I asked, not missing April's comment earlier. She totally looked like a dancer.
"Umm yeah sorta…" she said shyly, "I'm not that great."
" I'm sure you're just being modest. You have the body for it, I said with my signature smirk.
"Y-yeah, maybe…"
"I'm sure you have all kinds of great moves." Stop flirting Santana. STOP.
"Well…"
"Maybe you could show me sometime?" Okay what did I just say?
Before I could embarrass myself any further or make her anymore uncomfortable a familiar voice rang through the air.
"I REFUSE to sit here if they are out here!" Rachel said. Brittany and I turned to see her yelling at the waiter. She was just with the tall guy, Finn, her best gay nowhere to be seen.
"I-I'm sorry M-Ms. Berry but I can't just k-kick them out," he stuttered.
"Fine, then I guess we'll just have to dine somewhere else. Come on Finn."
With another glare from Rachel they both left.
"I'm sorry about that ladies," the stunned waiter said quickly before rushing off as well. Brittany looked extremely sad.
"Hey, what's her problem? First at the party, now this?" I asked.
"I-it's nothing…"
"Oh come on don't give me that. Who is she?"
"She's Rachel. Daughter of Leroy and Hiram Berry, fiancé of Finn Hudson." My jaw dropped.
"Woah. Hold up- you're saying that those two are actually engaged to be MARRIED? Is that even legal?"
"It's sort of an arranged marriage."
"What do you mean sort of?"
"Both their parents think it would be good for their business- the Berry's owning their own cereal and the Hudson-Hummels owning a dairy farm, but Rachel and Finn actually insist that they love each other." I saw them 'interact' twice and they did NOT look like they were in love. Finn looked more like her dog.
"Wow that's…messed up."
"Yeah…" I waited for more, but nothing came.
"But, that's not why you and Quinn don't like her…is it?" Serious Brittany looked me right in the eye, her blue eyes basically pleading me to drop the subject
"No, it's not."
A/N: Sorry if that wasn't that great and if there were a bunch of mistakes. My best friend was totally rushing me but I wanted to post for you guys. Thanks for all the feedback and alerts, I hope you all enjoyed! Wish I could say more, gotta go have a good night!