Sorry for the delay…lots of school stuff =/
I'm super tired but I have to update for you guys ;)
The day started easy for Santana. They had the Spanish assignment Mr. Schue asked, and of course the latina nailed it.
On the other hand, Brittany had a sad face. At the end of the class she stayed and talked about something with Schuester.
A few days passed since their last conversation. The brunette had put a lot of thinking on it. Proving she was different from the rest of these morons was hard. After all, that was the key of success. Being a bitch makes you be on top. But she could give it a try… just a little effort.
"Hey babe" greeted Puck putting his arm around her shoulders "How are you gonna slush today?" he asked looking at the red slushie in her hand.
"No one"
"What? You're gonna drink it?"
"That's right" she answered losing her patience.
"But…do people even drink these? I think I never saw anyone drinking them" the mohawked boy said confused.
"Listen, I gotta go. Talk to you later" the latina said starting to walk faster
"Alright. Catch ya later sweet ass" the jock almost yelled from the end of the hall.
Everyone was getting off the way of the brunette, hopping they weren't her next victims. They were luck today.
Santana finally saw Brittany. She was walking like she was lost.
"Hey Brittany"
The blonde looked at her with sad eyes but didn't answer.
"What's wrong?"
"Mr. Schue said I had the worst grade in class" she said with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Britt…" Santana said putting a hand on the blonde shoulder.
"I really am dumb… but I tried really hard, you know?"
Santana looked at her and actually felt sorry for the girl in front of her. And if she recalls…that never happened in her life.
"Look…I know how to speak Spanish like the baby knows how to poop…you know…I'm awesome at it"
Brittany nodded understanding what the brunette was saying.
"So…you know…I could tutor you" she explained biting her lip hoping to get a positive response.
The blonde scrunched her nose thinking.
"I don't know…"
"Come on. I promise it will be fun"
"How can tutoring be fun?" the blue eyed girl asked confused.
"Hum…well...that's a surprise. And you'll only know if you say yes"
The taller girl jumped excited at the word "surprise"
"Oh! I love surprises! Tell me!"
"Only if you say yes" Santana smiled
"YES! Now tell me! Please!"
Santana laughed at the girl. She looked like an adorable kid when receives a present on a morning Christmas.
"Sweet. When the time comes, you'll know"
"Aww…come on!" the blonde pleaded.
"You free this afternoon?"
"Hum…I have Cheerios practice"
"And after that?"
"I'll go home"
"So…I can come over and tutor you…"
"Oh yeah! Totally!" Brittany exclaimed excited
"Awesome" Santana smiled "Oh, right…this is for you" she handed the slushie to the blonde.
"Thank you! I've never had one of these"
"I thought of throwing it at someone, but you looked sad in class so I picked it up for you"
They stayed in a comfortable silence smiling at each other but the bell rang interrupting the moment.
"Hum…I gotta go to class. See you later?"
"Yeah" Brittany smiled.
"Cool" the latina smiled back before turning around and walk to class.
"Santana!"
The brunette looked back hearing Brittany calling her name.
"Wanna come watch practice?"
Santana thought for a bit. She was ok to watch a cheerleader's practice. It was kinda cool, all the flips and stuff, but watching Quinn's practice…that was not cool. But then again, she was trying to be friends with Brittany…
"Yeah…sure" she smiled and nodded.
"Awesome!"
They smiled at each other before leaving to class.
The rest of the day was of course boring as Hell. The only part of the day that had actually been kinda fun, was when Santana ditched Math. Apparently Puck didn't attended it either, like never. So they got under the bleachers and smoke some marijuana. After that, they got their mack on.
Puck wasn't the best kisser she ever had, but, the spliff actually helped. After 5 minutes of making out, they looked at each other and burst into laughs.
School was now over and Santana walked to the football field and sit on the bleachers.
There was this really tall and blonde woman yelling at the girls through a megaphone.
"GETTING SLOPPY!" the woman yelled at the squad. They were doing this pyramid, and for Santana it looked perfect.
"EGYPGIANS WOULD BE EMBARASSED OF YOU! IS THAT A PYRAMID?"
"Thank God I'm not a Cheerio. This woman is actually scary "
After what it seemed for Santana, hours, practice was over. The girls seemed that they were going to collapse anytime.
"Interested in joining?" Quinn approached Santana.
"Nope…just watching"
"Watching?"
"Yeah, Brittany asked me to come" she answered with a challenging tone.
"I see…so, you brain washed her again with your lies? Are you best friends already?"
"No…"
"You keep stealing what's mine. My friends, my…" the cheerio stopped talking
"Your what? Are you talking about Puck?" Santana asked smirking.
"No…I was talking about…"
"Hey guys!" Brittany greeted.
"Saved by the bell" the brunette looked at Quinn
"Who did the bell saved?" the taller blonde asked.
"No one…never mind. You ready to go?"
"Yeah!"
"Go where?" Quinn asked
"She's gonna help me with Spanish"
The smaller blond looked at her rival with her eyebrows raised receiving a bitchy smile in return.
"Let's go then" Brittany said
"Don't you wanna shower first?"
"It's ok, I'll do it home. I don't wanna keep you wait any longer"
"Let's go then"
Santana grabbed her bag and started walking with the blonde.
"Bye Quinn! See you tomorrow!" Brittany waved
They got to her house. No one was home.
"My dad's working and my mom's with my sister at soccer practice, so it should be quiet enough for us to study"
"Yeah. Cool."
Santana looked around the house. It was really pretty. Big and cozy.
"I like your house. It's pretty"
"Thank you" Brittany thanked her, smiling. "Come up to my room"
The latina followed her. They climbed the stairs and reached a white door.
The blonde opened the door revealing a kinda greenish room.
"So…this is my room"
Santana noticed the amount of stuffed toys on top of her bed.
"Wow, those are a lot of stuffed animals"
"yeah, they're adorable"
"Yeah, they are. I like your room"
"Thanks! Make yourself comfortable while I go shower ok?"
"Sure" Santana smiled.
She walked round the room. There were pictures of Brittany, hilarious ones. With funny faces. It made Santana giggle. Also, with her little sister Emily. They looked adorable.
She sit on the bed, and noticed some marks on it. There were a few.
"I wonder what this is"
Her thoughts were interrupted by Brittany in a towell.
"Sorry if I took too long. I'll just dress something and we can start the studying"
"Yeah…no problem" Santana nodded.
"Wow…nice body" the latina thought, but immediately shrugged away the weird thoughts and turned her back on the Cheerio while getting dressed.
"So, what are these marks on your bed?"
"Oh…those are the boys I've been with"
"Why do you do this?"
"I guess it's some sort of making out diary…but only I understand it"
Santana just nodded in understanding.
"Ok, I'm ready" the blonde announced
Santana turned to the girl which was now fully clothed. She was wearing a tank top and some sweat pants.
"Alright, bring your spanish stuff here"
Brittany complied and sit on the bed aswell.
"Can you tell me how you're gonna make this fun, now?"
"Yep" Santana reached her bag and took out of it a box of "Dots"
The blonde eyed the box as if it was made of gold.
"By the look on your face, I presume you like these?"
"They're my favorite!"
"Really? Mine too…" she smiled "Anyways, we're gonna make some exercises, like verbs and stuff. And for each correct answer, you get a dot"
"Can I have some now? It would totally Spanish me up for this"
"No" Santana said raising a finger to the blonde "Now, let's get to work".
An hour later, Brittany had earned a good number of "dots".
"See? You're not so bad at Spanish" Santana complimented the blonde
"You're a good teacher. Everything Mr. Schue says is boring"
"That's true…"
"So…wanna take a break?" Brittany asked
"Sure. What do you wanna do?"
"I guess we could talk. I don't know much about you"
Santana wasn't much of a talker. Most things she kept to herself, and no one was close to her.
"Ok…what do you want to know?"
"What's your favorite animal?"
The latina was kinda surprised by this question. No one had really asked her this before.
"Hum…the panther I guess"
"Why? They look mean"
"I don't know…They have these big pretty eyes, and they're black, which is one of my favorite colors. And they can be very gracious, you know? But very agile. And they're fierce and strong"
The blue eyed girl nodded kinda lost in thought.
"I've never thought of them that way. I just thought they were these big mean giant cats"
Santana giggled "Naa, they're cool. So what's your favorite animal?"
"The duck. But I also love cats"
"Yeah, they're cute. Ok…wow" a really fat cat came out under the bed.
"Lord Tubbington! You were eavesdropping again!" the taller girl picked the cat up with a scowl, and put him on the bed.
"He's like obese. Oh my God" the latina was perplexed but laughing at the same time.
"Shh!" Brittany covered the cat's ears "You're being rude, Santana! You don't want to start with the wrong foot, do you? Say something nice" she whispered
"What…?" the brunette didn't knew what to say in such awkward situation.
"Come on…"
"Hum…you have nice fur?"
The blue eyed girl smiled "He's pleased. Well done"
"What do you feed him anyways?"
"He doesn't like cat food, so I give him everything I eat. He really loves cheese."
"Is that healthy?" Santana asked with a questioning look.
"Yeah, he's like super healthy. Maybe you should come to one of our fondues… I asked Quinn, once, but she said she had to pray"
"Hum…yeah, sure"
"Awesome!" Brittany petted her cat "We have a new friend!"
Santana smiled "So…we're friends?"
The dutch girl thought for a while before nodding. "yes. But I'm still watching you though…"
"Fair enough" Santana nodded "I should get going. It's getting late. Here, you can have the rest of the box"
"Thanks! I'll take you downstairs"
They headed downstairs and Brittany opened the front door.
"So, see you tomorrow?"
"You bet" the latina winked.
"Bye"
"Bye"
The cheerleader watched her friend getting into her car before closing the door.
"What was she doing here?" a voice asked
"We're friends again, Emily"
"I don't think you should trust her…"
Brittany approached the little blonde and messed her hair with one hand
"Second chances are important. I believe that the best of Santana is yet to be seen"
There you have, my unicorns ;) chapter 7.
Tell me whatcha think ya? *xoxo