Santana's POV
Rachel has been staying with us for a month now. I will never admit it to Q or Rachel, but I kinda like having Man Hands around. We have so much in common, but I'll never tell her that. Anyways...winter break is coming up in a few weeks so I've been prepping my students for their final exam.
" I have a question," I look up at Trent and I nod my head for him to continue. He looks at his friends with a mischievous grin, "since I don't want to do the final exam I was wondering if I could you know do some things with you that could get me at least a B."
I scoff and put my HBIC face on, "you could stay after class with me until winter break and clean the instruments, rid the desks and chairs of gum, and work on your final exam project." I stand up and walk in front of the class, "and we will also be contacting your parents. Anyone else have anything to say?" Everyone quickly shakes their heads.
"But Miss.."he starts trying to explain himself. The bell rings and I walk to my desk.
"Class is dismissed and I would like to see you after school today." I point to Trent and sit back at my desk. "Your projects are due in two weeks. If any of you have questions please come to me to ask them." All the students walk out and there's a knock at the door that draws my attention. "Hey come in Britt. Or shall I call you ?" I smile at her.
"Hey Santana! You can call me Britt it doesn't bother me at all." She pulls up a chair across from me, "I was wondering if you wanted to go grab drinks later?"
"Uh yeah. Just let me make sure I don't have any plans for tonight. Just write your number down and I'll text you" I hand her a piece of paper and she quickly writes her number down "thanks! I'll talk to you later Britt." I smile as she walks out of the door. I grab my phone and text Quinn, "hey babe do we have any plans tonight?"
She responds quickly, "Nope, not that I know of. Why?"
"I wanted to go have drinks with a co-worker. Her name is Brittany, she's the first friend I've made and she invited me."
"I suppose you can go. But don't drink too much please. I can't handle emotional Santana."
"I don't get emotional. And I have to go now. Bye I love you :)"
"I love you too :)" I put my phone back in my purse and I start prepping for my next class.
2:45 pm
The bell rings to dismiss all the kids, but luckily for me I get to stay behind. Yay! I hear a knock at the door, "May I come in?" Trent waits for my response.
"Yeah." I motion for him to sit down, "are you parents currently at work?" He shakes his head, "so they wouldn't mind coming in for a conference?"
"I don't think so. Just give me a second to call them." He takes out his phone and walks to the hallway talking to his parents. "They'll be here in 20 minutes."
"Okay so in that 20 minutes I would like for you to begin your final exam project please." I look back down at my work and pray for this to go by quickly.
"Umm what is the project exactly? I don't usually listen to you so I have no clue what you're talking about half the time."
I sigh, "for the final exam project you have to compose a two minute song with or without lyrics and present it to the class. If you follow all the guidelines you should get an A." I look back down but I can feel him staring at me. "You need me to explain the guidelines don't you?" He grunts, "the guidelines are it needs to be at least two minutes long but no longer than four minutes. You cannot replicate another song exactly, but you can take bits and pieces of it and cite where you got them from. And you also have to write a page about why you chose to compose your piece. If you do all this you shall pass."
"Thank you . You're actually a really patient teacher. Also my parents are here, so prepare yourself." He laughs and I smile at him. I stand up when his parents come in.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Bailey, I'm really glad you could make it today." I hold my hand out for them to shake but they just look at it, "oh okay." I take my hand back. I motion to two chairs, "if you two could have a seat I will explain to you why I've called this conference." They remain standing and I think to myself, 'oh so this is why Trent told me to prepare myself. They are really rude.' "Okay um so today in class Trent said something inappropriate towards me in front of the class."
"What did our son say?" His mother finally spoke. She pushed a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear.
"Your son said he didn't want to take the final exam, so he said he would do some things with me if it meant I would pass him for the exam."
His dad finally spoke up clearing his throat, "did he mean sexually? Or better yet, did he say sexual things?"
"No he didn't. But I-"
"So he shouldn't be in trouble. If he never mentioned anything sexual then you that meant YOU got the wrong idea. This conference is over," his father stands up and so does his mother. "It was nice meeting you . Grab your stuff Trent." Trent does as he's told and he gathers his stuff quickly.
"I'm sorry," Trent mouths to me, and nod at him so he knows it's okay. Once they walk out I grab my phone and text Brittany.
"Hey I'm free tonight for drinks. It's Santana by the way." I expect it to take her some time to respond but she responds right away.
"Awesome. Well we can meet at a bar called, Lucky, it's only a few minutes away from the school."
"What time do you want to meet up?"
"We can meet at 7ish?"
"Yeah totally. But I can't stay out long so we can drink for about an hour or so"
"Yeah sounds good Santana. I'll see you tonight."
I don't respond to her text and I look at the clock. It reads 3:45. "Ugh I spent an hour here and the parents didn't even care. What the hell?" I throw my head back in my chair. I can't call Quinn since she has this big case and I don't really feel like calling Lady Hummel and I don't know Brittany all that well. That leaves one person. I start calling her and she picks up after two rings.
"Santana?" She sounds worried for a second.
"Hey Berry. Do you want to go grab food that I'm not allergic to?"
"Santana that was two weeks ago! Let it go!"
"Afraid I can't do that. I almost died. Also answer the question."
"Yeah I'll go to lunch with you. Let me grab my stuff and I'll meet you at the diner across the street from out apartment."
Wait did she just say our apartment? "Yeah I'll see you there. Bye." I hang up. Why is everyone being wild today? I start grabbing my belongings and begin walking to the diner. I get there in ten minutes and I take a sit inside away from the coldness.
"Santana over here!" I see Rachel waving her arm like a lunatic and I immediately regret calling her. I reluctantly walk over to her and take a seat in the booth across from her. "Hey Santana. How was your day? I also took the liberty of ordering your drink. I hope you drink lemonade."
I roll my eyes at her ordering my drink but I take a sip from it anyway. "Well today I had a student tell me he would do things to me if I passed him for the exam. Quinn is at court all day. I called you to go to lunch since I had no other option. And I'm going out for drinks tonight with a teacher I met. So I would say on a scale of one to ten, I would give my day a 6."
"Wait a student really said that to you?" She starts laughing hysterically.
"What the hell is so funny Man Hands?" I glare at her hoping she'll stop laughing.
"I just think it's funny since you did that once in high school." I feel my face beginning to redden. "Awh someone's a little embarrassed. But what happened?" She asks skimming her menu.
"Well I told him he could stay after school with until the end of the semester to help me with cleaning instruments, scraping gum off the desks, and working on his final exam project. And I also had a conference with his parents that went horribly." I hold my hand up to silence her, "and no I don't feel like talking about it either."
The waiter comes back to our table, "hello what may I get for you?" Rachel orders a Caesar salad along with a broccoli and cheese soup. "Um i would like to have the bacon cheeseburger without tomatoes or onions with fries and a chocolate milkshake." I hand him my menu and I see Rachel staring at me "what? I likes my meat unlike some people around here."
Our lunch was actually really decent. We learned some stuff about each other and we didn't kill each other. Quinn will be proud of us. After we ate we stuck around the diner for another twenty minutes before leaving. I came back to the apartment and Rach had rehearsals, so I've been here alone for about an hour. I decide to take a quick nap before going to get drinks. I set my alarm for 6:30 since it's only 15 minutes away from me and also so I can take a quick shower and change.
6:30 pm
I hear my phone alarm ringing and I turn it off. I lay on the couch before actually deciding to go take a shower. I walk to our room to the bathroom and I turn on the shower. I begin stripping down so I can hop in after the waters warmed up. The water's steaming now so I know it's hot. I hop in and begin washing up humming the song, "That's What I Like". After 5 minutes I get out, wrapping a towel around me, and I quickly blow dry my hair. Once I feel like it's dry enough to go into a messy bun I walk out and look my closet to find something to wear. I moved hangers around until I found a tight fitting navy blue dress with 3/4 sleeves that stopped right above the mid thigh area. To go along with the dress I borrowed Quinn's knee high black boots and her black jacket to wear since it's 25 degrees outside. I check the time on the clock and it reads 6:40, so I have five minutes. I put my hair in a high messy bun and I use Quinn's perfume that I love the smell of and I grab my clutch and keys. I begin my 15 minute walk to Lucky's.
I arrive in front of Lucky's, it looks like a pub instead of a bar but I just go with it. I walk inside and I realize that it is indeed a pub, I go find an empty table and check my watch again. It's 7:05, Britt should be here by now. I pull out my phone to text her when someone sits down at my table. "Hey Santana you're a little late!" She smiles at me.
I laugh "yeah I'm sorry. I had to walk and I lost track of time while I was getting ready. Brittany this is a pub not a bar." She looks around as if she didn't know.
"Yeah I know it is. A bar didn't seem like the most suitable place to have a date so here we are." My eyes almost burst out of my head. Did she just say date?!
"Did you just say a date?" I watch her.
"Well yeah. I asked you out and you said yes, so therefore we're on a date silly." She smiles.
"No we're not on a date. I have a girlfriend. We're here just for drinks nothing else." She looks at me like I'm speaking another language.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend? I would've never asked you out."
I scoff and roll my eyes, "and here I thought we were friends. It didn't seem that important because we were going out as friends." I add emphasis on the friends part.
"Santana I actually really like you, hell I've been flirting with you for awhile now but now it seems as if you've never been paying attention." She seems as though she's hurt.
"I'm sorry Brittany. But I'm not available. Maybe I should just go home." I stand up grabbing my jacket and clutch. "See you at school tomorrow." I give her a smile.
"I will win you over Santana. This isn't over." She mutters under her breath so I can't hear her.