Fast girls: Chapter 4

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Santana was woken then next morning by linford licking her face, Brian found her sleeping on the floor of the small shack of the track. The same place he found her those few years ago. She had bundled herself under a few t shirts and hoodies.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"I got kicked out."

"What happened?"

"It's a long story."

"Why didn't you call you could stay at mine, I mean you can."

"Thanks Brian."

"C'mon get a shower at mine and I'll give you a lift to training."

"Nah, nah I aint going back. I quit the relay I just wanna go back to focusing on my solo thing.

"C'mon I'll put the kettle on."

Santana moved her clothes from covering her and stuffed them back into her bag. She had slept under the cork board that she had admired everyday she trained here, wishing with everything to be as good as her mom. She stroked her finger over one of the paper clippings where her mother was holding a shield for another race she had won. But like every girl in Lima heights she had met a guy who promised her everything but nothing came from it but two kids and a dream left behind. Santana had broken her promise once since she had joined the USA team, she swore she wouldn't do it again. Rio was her goal.

Brian and Santana sat outside on the last bench on the track where Santana explained everything, mostly the way she acted before Barcelona and while she was there. He had made them tea while they talked.

"Pathetic isn't it." She asked rhetorically

"Sounds like you need a kick up the backside."

"Thanks. Coach?"

"Coach?"

"Aw c'mon Brian please just until worlds."

"You do love to do things the hard way don't you.

"Well yeah, you know me."

"C'mon then tea break's over lets see you out on that track."

They spent the next few months working back into their old routine but with more, she added her own day practices which Brian joined her when he could.

They had been working on her stamina running sprints for half an hour with Brian on his bike and Linford running along side her. Santana could feel the tight burning in her thigh of a tweaked muscle. Brian had asked her about it yesterday but she just shrugged him off saying she was fine. She ran the last bit of her training before Brian stopped them. She dropped to the floor to regain her breath and her energy.

"C'mon then back to the shop." Brian told her.

"Nope let's do it again." She jumped up before putting her hand to her thigh massaging the sore muscle.

"There's no use rubbing that leg. If your'e feeling tight we should go back to that physio of yours." Santana shook her head at Brian.

Thought it was just you and me now.

"For the training it is. but we don't refuse help when it's there."

"But I-"

"We don't refuse help when it's there." She sighed nodding. They walked over to Brian's car where he strapped his bike on the back before getting in and driving Santana to the academy.

Santana walked quickly hoping not to bump into anyone as she went straight for Brittany's examination room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she got there without anyone spotting her, but her nerves came back ten fold when she lifted her left hand to knock on the door. She knocked quickly thinking it would be easier to get it over and done with now before there was a chance anyone would catch her hanging about. She slipped into the room where Brittany was filling out some files.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Do you have a minute?" Santana asked making Britt look around and check she didn't have anyone scheduled.

"Err yeah, how can I help?"

"It's just my quads they're a bit tight."

"Hop on then."

"Thanks."

Brittany told Santana as he stood from her desk. The blonde sported a navy blue Nike polo top and black shorts finished with some Nike air rifts. As Santana lifted her self onto the table she couldn't help but admire the beautiful woman, her legs went on forever and were so perfectly toned she had to swallow the excess saliva that filled her mouth. As she continued to look over the blondes body she couldn't help the want her own body experienced but it wasn't all sexual she wanted to know how the dip of her hips would feel like under her hands, to know if she would ever be able to return the favor that the blonde was about to do and more than anything she wanted to know how it would feel to have her pressed against her when they kissed but she couldn't do that to the blonde.

"Did you change your mind about the relay?" Brittany asked breaking Santana out of her thoughts.

"Nah, nah I'm back with my old coach it's just about the 200m now."

"Alright." Santana situated herself so she was laying face down so Brittany could work her magic.

"Ahh, ow that hurts." Santana told Brittany as she worked her hands over the backs of her thighs.

"I'd be worried if it didn't"

"I didn't think this would be part of it I just thought you had to train hard and not eat crisps."

"Yeah me neither. I only got into physio after my injury before that it was all about the running ."

"Yeah I'm sorry you can't do that anymore."

"That's alright you can run for me."

"Aww thanks. Pressure."

"Well you seem to be able to cope with that, well enough."

"Ha Ha very funny."

"I don't miss the pressure, I'd dream that I was running the race the night before every time."

"I know what you mean. In my dreams I just run, faster and faster then it all goes a bit blurry."

"Why you running?"

"I dunno maybe I'm trying to get somewhere better."

"Do you know where that is?"

"I thought this was a physical I didn't ask for therapy." Santana told the blonde getting defensive.

"Well that I give for free. All done."

"Great, thank you." Santana told her as she jumped down from the table.

"This place isn't all that bad, you just gotta give some of us a chance." Brittany stopped Santana before she walked past her.

"You mean like you." They both looked into each others eyes leaning further in to each other, Santana taking a chance and Brittany taking a risk.

"Ehmmm." Bella cleared her throat interrupting us.

"I'm here for my rub down...doctor. I can just wait outside. Or watch. Nah I'm joking." Bella winked going back outside leaving the girls awkwardly standing to close now.

"Sorry I'm just gonna go I'll see you soon."

"Santana wait it's fine."

"I know, thanks for you help Britt." Santana told her as she walked out the physio room and down the hallway to the vending machines where Bella was now stood looking interested by something inside. Santana walked slowly up to her leaning against on of the machines.

"How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough." Bella smirked and took a drink of the bottle she just got.

"You're not gonna say anything are you?" Bella put the lid back on a little annoyed to have Santana ask her that.

"Nah."

"Thanks."

There was an uncomfortable Silence between them before Bella broke it.

"Well I'm fine thanks Santana nice of you to ask. It has been a while hasn't it but I guess we've been focusing on our events."

"I've been a bitch haven't I."

"More like an ostrich actually."

"What?"

"Sticking your head in the sand and running damn fast in between." They both laughed at her analogy. "You need a break girl. Just don't get in that zone to early or you will be loco when the race comes. Trust me."

"Okay. So what you suggesting?

"I'll see you Friday." Bella told her before walking off back to Brittany.

"Wait what?"

"No, no. If I stick around you're gonna try and get out of it. Friday"

"Friday." Santana shook her head laughing at the girl and walked out off to go meet Brian again and help out. Try and keep the beautiful blonde she almost kissed out of her mind.

When Friday came about Bella text her telling her to meet her outside a club at ten. So she got herself dressed up and looking good before going out getting to the bar earlier than the others, She wasn't there long before the group of four girls made their way over to them. Bella, Trix, Brittany and Quinn.

"You didn't say she was gonna be here." Quinn said as she saw Santana

"Sorry my mistake." Bella answered.

They walked over to her Trix and Bella kissing her cheek, surprisingly Britt hugged her and She and Quinn shared a nod.

"Right were here now and it's not often I get to do this." Trix said before taking Santana's hand and leading her into the club Brittany following the two. Bella turned and pulled Quinn who was now smiling along with her.

Santana took off her coat leaving her in a white tank top that didn't fully reach her belly button under a one shoulder gold sequin top and white skinny jeans with high heels. She went well with both Trix who was wearing a gold dress and Britt who's top was like her own except silver and a halter with the thinnest tie for the open back. Quinn was dressed in a white dress while Bella blew everyone away with a blue dress, fashionable geeky glasses and neon yellow accessories matching her heels. The music was bouncing off the walls, there were people enjoying their night and theirs was about to begin.

Bella had already spotted her target of men on the dance floor. "Time to punch in."

"Bels I thought this was a girls night out." Bella winked back before offering her hand to one of the men who took it without giving his friends a chance. Bella started dancing with him getting straight into tonight.

"I'll get the drinks." Quinn told the other three girls and walked off to the bar.

"So you ready to fly to Rio and live in that athletes village?" Trix Shouted over the music to Santana.

"I think so, I'm excited. And you?"

"I've won every color medal in this competition. Except gold, but is that really winning or just not good enough? Sorry I'm going off on one."

"It's alright I get it."

"I've gotta own it next month."

"You will." Britt answered for Santana, before anything more could be said Bella came over and pulled us up out of our seats.

"C'mon."

"What about the drinks?"

"We're athletes we're not supposed to be sitting down." Brittany caught Santana's hand as the got onto the dance floor pulling her so her back was pressed against the blondes front. Santana quickly fell into the pop/hip hop beat of song grinding against the other girl who danced and mimicked her every move. The danced for a few minutes being close and not caring about the consequences away from the academy.

Back at the bar Quinn was waiting for the Bartender to make the cocktails she had requested when she ended up being slightly cornered and pressured by three guys.

"Nah nah this just isn't right."

"Sorry." She said not hearing what one of them said.

"A gorgeous girl like you all by yourself."

"Tell us your name. Come on tell us your name." Another guy got too close for comfort."

"Go away."

"Can't you see us falling in love, let me take a picture." The third of the guys making Quinn uncomfortable.

"No."

"I bet she's got ice in her knickers."

"Don't be so disgusting."

"do you need it pouring out babes?"

Over on the dance floor Trix had looked over and seen what was happening with Quinn.

"Oi." She said tapping Santana and Britt before pointing to the bar where the other blonde was. They nodded quickly grabbing Bella from the guy she was extremely close with.

"We're still waiting on a name gorgeous."

"Quinn, can I go now." Just then the four other girls appeared behind her to help.

"Aww yeah there's some more sisters up in here. I know what this one wants." The cockier of the three walked up to Bella.

"Is that now. You think you're man enough to give it to me?" Bella pushed annoyed.

"It's like a challenge init." he cockily grinned

"You probably think iambic pentameter is an Olympic event?"

"I don't even know the meaning of that."

"Yeah there's a lot of other things you don't know the meaning of love. Like deodorant and toothpaste." They giggled at the blow and the look he had on his face. "Just saying."

"Come on Quinn lets go." Santana told her.

"She's fine where she is. Don't go disrespecting me now." The only white boy trying to act black stepped in.

"Why don't all of you, just piss off." Santana got right in his face and Quinn poured her drink on his head.

"Quinn, lets go." Santana held onto Brittany's hand as she put her other arm around Quinn guiding her out the pub as the laughed, running way from the boys and almost into an oncoming taxi. They had ran to the corner before the guys ran after them but they couldn't run in their high heels. They all slipped them off as the guys got closer thinking they were gonna be able to get them. Then the girls were gone off like a shot leaving the guys behind upset and annoyed from being out run by a bunch of girls. Left disrespected and burnt.

They got a few streets away onto the main high street of bars before they slipped their heels back on.

"I wish Connie could have seen that though." Bella laughed

"Yeah you did good with that drink Quinn." Santana congratulated.

"I'm just getting started."

"Oh really."

"Girls where we going next I'm not ready to go home yet." Trix asked before Brittany lead them to her favourite dance bar. Brittany walked us straight into the club cutting straight passed the line.

"Quinn, take the girls to the V.I.P booth I'll go order some drinks to be brought up." Brittany told us before walking off to the bar whilst Quinn led us to the back of the club and into a booth where there as a mirrored window, we could see what was happening out there but they couldn't see us.

"How come we get to be in here?" Santana asked as they sat down on the leather couches.

"My dad is best friends with the owner so Britt and I come here often and rather than risk having our drinks spiked they let us have the room as soon as we come in." Santana was a little taken back that daddy would let his golden girl drink, she wasn't even legal but she wasn't about to look like she couldn't fit in.

"Can we just leave and come as we please."

"Yeah just find me or Britt and we'll bring you back. Just leave your stuff and drinks while you dance."

"Well girls since you dragged me off a fine specimen I'm gonna go find me a new one." Bella told us before going to leave.

"One more thing Bells, the drinks are on my tab so get yourself whatever but be careful."

"Thanks Quinn."

"Actually Trix do you wanna go join her." Quinn asked standing.

"Definitely, babe you gonna be alright?" She asked Santana.

"Sure go ahead." The hurried out while Santana just sat feeling a little uncomfortable but she needed a little time to adjust to where she was, how out of her league she was.

"Hey you alright?" Brittany asked as she walked through the door holding a tray of drinks, cocktails and wine glasses.

"Yeah I'm fine, just a little different being in a V.I.P room."

"Don't think of it that was think of it as the important athletes suite."

"Still it's for important people I'm a girl from Lima Heights we don't class as important."

"You're important, Santana you are about to go to Rio everyone in America will know your name."

"I don't care about that Brittany I just wanna do better for myself and for my mom."

"You will, She will watch you win in Rio. I believe in you."

"She can't she died when I was fourteen."

"I'm sorry Santana but I know she'd be proud of you." Santana nodded and let the silence fall between them. "So I wasn't sure what you drink so I got Quinn's cocktail and I got a bottle of wine for Trix and Bella, obviously if that's what you want you can have that but I also got a rum and coke for you since I thought maybe that would be something you wanted and I got myself a vodka lemonade. So take your pick."

"Actually Britt, a rum and coke sounds great but do you mind if I only drink that one then stick to just coke."

"Absolutely, but if you want to keep drinking you can." Brittany passed her the glass containing her drink so she could take a sip.

"I know I just don't wanna make a fool of myself again."

"Well I don't really wanna drink to much either, so how about you and I go out and join the girls." She stood up holding her hand out to Santana who took it letting the blonde lead her through the sea of people on the dance floor. Just before they got too close to their friends Santana stopped tugging on Britt's hand lightly causing her to stop.

"What, what's up."

"Erm I dunno how to put this but I know with the rules we can't do anything so please erm, don't dance with anyone I'm not ready for that."

"Santana I really only wanna dance with you, I know about the rules but maybe you're someone worth breaking them for."

"I won't let you lose your job because of me."

"I won't, trust me." Brittany's hand moved to stroke the smaller girl's cheek. Santana smiled before taking the hand that was on her cheek and pulling her further into the dance floor where Bella had found a very good looking guy to grind on. Trix and Quinn were dancing together, Santana decided to dance with Brittany but not as suggestively as they had done at the other bar, Quinn was too close and too sober for that.

They spent the next few hours dancing and laughing, when Trix and Quinn had drunk enough to loose a little control Santana decided she could to. Brittany had stuck to her word drinking that one drink and just ordering soda. Bella kept popping back to dance with them a little before going back to the guy.

By 3AM Brittany and Santana had gotten closer and braver with their dancing. Santana was a little tired so She asked Brittany to take her back to the V.I.P room to catch her breath and drink a little.

We sat on the sofa where Britt slipped her heels off and brought her legs up and she cradled her lemonade.

"Sorry my knees aren't up to the same level as you, normally I can dance the night away but that run earlier really took it's toll."

"It's no problem. So you know about my mom, what about yours."

"My mom and I are quite close she was all for my Olympic dream and when it changed she was there for me. She actually works at the academy. "

"Really. Would I have met her?"

"You have indeed met her and she was very happy that you're on the team, she also told me to keep an eye out for you."

"So you were watching me for your mum? I don't wanna say if I've met her or not in case I get it wrong."

"Well no I saw you before she even told me to and even then I couldn't take my eyes off you, plus she only told me to keep an eye on you I've had both on you ever since you walked on the training track."

"Thanks Britt, but you still didn't tell me who you mom is." Brittany smiled knowing she would have to just tell her.

"My mom is Susan Pierce."

"Susan as in the one who showed me around that first day and got me all the kit." Santana shocked that she hadn't put the older bubbly blonde and Brittany together.

"Yep that's the one."

"But why would she be happy that I was on the team I didn't have any spikes or training clothes I probably cost the academy a a lot of money."

"Santana she told me how refreshing it was to see someone there on talent who just wanted to run, the same way I was when I came to the academy and that stuff donated from Nike who are the USA sponsor so you as a team USA athlete are entitled to it."

"Okay but I still need to thank her for doing that, she made that day a lot easier."

"I'll be sure to thank her for you." Brittany put her glass down motioning for Santana to do the same.

Brittany shuffled herself closer to take Santana's hand and stroke her cheek with her other. "San, you have no idea how good you are, Quinn is fast well we're all fast but she feels threatened by you and she has her reasons, but don't let yourself get wrapped up in what she thinks of you or anyone else. You're a fast girl Santana and that's all that matters."

"Thanks Britt." Santana leaned in taking the chance, no one cared to make her feel better about her self like Brittany had. When their lips met no one pushed further just soft lips pressing together. Santana sighed satisfied and not sure if she would ever feel those lips again. She pulled away but Brittany slid the hand that had been on her cheek to the back of her neck and pulled her lips back down. A slight urgency behind the kisses but neither minded, they only pulled back due to lack of oxygen. Brittany's hand on the back of her neck keeping her close to lean their foreheads together.

"You have no idea what you do to me." Brittany told her as they fixed their breathing. Santana smiled and looked down nervously. "C'mon gorgeous how about we go find the others and finish the night off with them." Brittany held out her hand and led her back through the crowd to the now more sober runners. Bella had joined them again.

They spent the last hour dancing with each other and laughing at the drinker people around them. Brittany and Santana didn't spend much time together as Quinn's territorial side came back as she claimed the blonde from her. They only left the club at half four after closing.

They walked through the streets of the town heading towards their homes, the sun just coming up. They came across the first poster for the upcoming world athletic championships in Beijing. There faces on the billboard, bar Brittany's.

"Okay now I'm sober." Bella told them as they looked at it.

"Woah."

"It's not long now."

"Hey sure we can't persuade you to do the relay?" Trix asked.

"Aww no thanks I'm a lot more fun when I'm not on the team, right?" they giggled agreeing with her.

"Home time girls."

"I'm going that way."Santana pointed behind her, the opposite way to the others.

"See you in a month." Trix, Bella and Brittany gave her a hug, Britt holding on to her hand keeping contact until their fingertips ended before Santana and Quinn bid each other goodbye.

"See you on the track." Quinn said with a smile.

"See you on the track, yeah." Santana smiled before walking off to Brian's house with a smile, she couldn't think of a better way for the night to end and she finally felt like she belonged on the USA team.