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It was 8:30 when I finished getting ready for the ball. When I got home, I found a new dress placed neatly on my bed. It had a note on it. Emily actually did call my parents, my mom to be more specific. My mom never really did like Emily, so she went out and bought me new dress for the Ball. If she had called my dad that would be whole other story. I don't know the specifics but my dad dislikes Brittany and her father for some reason. But that's not important right now. The note my mom put on the dress said, "Have fun but not too much fun, xoxo Mom." I chuckled thinking about the note. The dress was a long sleeve black dress with cuts on the side of the dress. I flat ironed my hair, slightly curling the end of my hair. I was doing my makeup when my mom walked in.
"Hola hija. You look beautiful," My mom said. I looked at her through the mirror on my vanity table and smiled.
"Gracias, mama. I love the dress too," I said smiling. I wonder what Brittany is going to wear.
"Brittany is going to love it," She said smirking. I rolled my eyes.
"Brittany is just a friend. I just got out of a relationship, there's no way I'm jumping into another one," I said. My mom just shrugged her shoulders.
"'Just a friend' doesn't take people to the Mayor's Ball," She said, "Just be gentle when you're taking it off." My eyes almost popped out of my head.
"MAMÍ!" I exclaimed. The doorbell rang.
"It's probably your hot date," She said skipping away. I rolled my eyes again. I finished applying my mascara and put on my black suede Jimmy Choo pumps I got for birthday last year. I never had an appropriate outfit to go with the shoes.
"Santi, Brittany is in the living room waiting. She looks hot!" My mom yelled. I could hear Brittany laughing. I exhaled and did a once over on my outfit. I look really freaking amazing. I walked down the stairs to the living room. When I saw Brittany she really did look hot. She was wearing a strapless nude color evening gown with a frothy bodice. I sometimes spend my free time looking at dresses, sue me. Her hair was straight and her makeup looked flawless. I instantly felt under dressed compared to what Brittany was wearing.
"You look really beautiful," She said to me. I feel like I'm going to prom or something. I blushed.
"Thanks, so do you," I said smiling. She smirked at me.
"Well, Mama Lopez, it was fantastic finally meeting you. Hope I see you again but we're kinda late," Brittany said. My mom just smiled.
"Oh sweetie, you can come over anytime," She said smiling. Brittany smiled.
"Okay, bye Mom. I'll be home around 12:00," I told her grabbing Brittany's hand and dragging her out the front door. She just smiled and opened the passenger's side door of her Jeep for me. She helped me get in before getting in the driver's seat. She started the car up and we headed to the Mayor's mansion.
"I would've gotten you some flowers or something but I didn't have time too, sorry," She said dejectedly. I put my hand on her leg.
"It's okay, B. I'm just happy that I'm with you right now," I said. Her mood brightened a bit. We drove a few more minutes in silence.
"How's your mom doing?" I asked her. Her hands tightened against the steering wheel.
"Um, I took her to the hospital. I was gonna rain check on this to stay with her but Quinn practically forced me to go home and get dressed," She told me.
"How is she?" I asked.
"She, um, has two broken ribs and her nose is fractured. She also has subconjunctival hemorrhage in her left eye," Brittany said, "I wish I was there, so I could've protected her." I squeezed her leg.
"This wasn't you fault. If you were there, you would've gotten hurt too," I told her, "It wasn't okay. What he did... that's never okay." She wiped her eyes and shook her eyes.
"Is he going to get arrested?" I asked her. She shrugged her shoulders.
"My mom always covers for him. This time she "fell down the stairs". The last time she was "riding her bike and ran into a telephone pole". I keep trying to tell her that covering for him isn't going to make him stop. That their marriage isn't healthy and he needs help but she doesn't listen," She said getting angry, "I want my mom to see me graduate, I don't want to see her get beat to death by this British asshole." I rubbed her leg to try to calm her down. She looked down at my hand and then over at me before looking back at the road. She smirked.
"What?" I asked. She just shook her head.
"I want to get to know you. I know you're not ready to date anyone right now. I'm fine with just being friends right a=now and getting to know each other until you're ready," She said driving up to the Valet. I smiled fondly at Brittany. Who has Valet at their house? Brittany got out of the car and handed her keys to the valet person. She walked around the car and opened the door for me, helping me out of the car. I smiled.
"You're quite the gentlewoman," I said. She just smiled.
"Come on, we have to go be cordial, then meet up with my dad," She said. I looked at her confused.
"What's does your dad do? For, like, a profession," I asked.
"He's, um, the mayor's , um- He's like the mayor's secret service. So like on occasions like these he make sure I come so I can 'help'," She told me, "My dad used to be in the Secret Intelligence Service in Britain."
"MI6? Like James Bond," I asked. She chuckled. We walked up to the front doors of the Mayor's mansion and two body guards opened the doors for us.
"Thanks Bill, Thanks Hector," Brittany told them as we walked inside. They nodded at her.
"You're dad is James Bond," I said again. She laughed.
"It's ironic. The dude that played James bond in the 90's name was Pierce Brosnan and my dad's name used to be Bronson Pierce but people thought it was Brosnan and I guess people gave him so many James Bond nicknames and he hated it," Brittany chuckled, "So he changed his first name to William. The most basic British first name ever." I smiled at her.
"So what happened? Why is he in the states? How did him and your mom meet?" I shot off question after question. She chuckled and rolled her eyes. We got to our assigned tables and she pulled out my chair for me.
"He met my mom when she was 19 and vacationing there with some friends. She went to some underground nightclub and he was there and she accidentally spilled some of her beer on him and he got mad at her and left the club. Then like a few days later I guess they ran into each other again and my mom spilled another drink on him and boom they went on a few dates and then my mom flew back to the states and they kept in contact," She said, "I think that's how it went. You'll have to ask my mom." Her relaxed posture became rigid and kind of angry. I looked at her face to see what she was looking at. I looked over and saw her dad in a tux walking over to our table. I rubbed her back to try to calm her down.
"Brittany, you're late," He turned to look at me, "And you brought a girl for your date? What happened to that Artie fellow?" I narrowed my eyes at him. I opened my mouth to say something but Brittany cut me off.
"I don't like Artie. I don't even like guys. Santana is here as my date because she is neither Artie or a guy. Plus she's my friend. So fuck off," She said. Her voice developed her father's accent a little bit at the end of her rant. He clenched his fist.
"Brittany, don't test me," He said walking away. Brittany let out a deep sigh. I was going to ask her if she's okay when this guy walked up to us.
"Do you want to dance?" He asked me, putting his hand out to me. I looked over at Brittany who just shrugged her shoulders. I gave him a tight lipped smile and grabbed his hand.
I must have danced with most of the guys there before the night was done. I sat down next to Brittany out of breath.
"Having fun?" She asked picking at her food. I glanced over at her.
"I would be having more fun if I was dancing with you," I said. She chuckled.
"Want to get out of here?" She asked. She looked at me with a mischievous smile.
"I'm kind of scared but what do you have in mind?" I asked. She smiled wickedly at me again.
"Well, for starters, we could get some actual food," She said pushing her plate away. She grabbed my hand and escorted me back to the valet area. She gave the Valet guy our ticket and he went to get her car.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Get some take out from Breadstix, and go to the secret spot," She said nonchalantly. The car came and she, once again, opened the door for me. I got into the car.
"Secret spot?" I asked. She nodded.
"Yeah, it's, um, a place I go to clear my head sometimes," She said driving away. She pulled up to the parking lot of Breadstix.
"Can you hand me that duffel bag in the backseat?" She asked. I turned around and grabbed the duffel she was talking about. She opened it and started pulling clothes out. She was mumbling to herself and then handed me a pair of pants and a long sleeve t-shirt. I looked at her confused.
"These should fit you. I wouldn't want you to stay in a dress when we hike up to the secret spot," She said smiling and grabbing some clothes for herself. She turned the car off and got out.
"Hike?" I said to myself. I followed her to to the bathroom in Breadstix. She just chuckled and went into the bathroom. She quickly changed outta of her dress and into her clothes.
"I'm going to go order the food," She said walking out of the bathroom. I changed out of my dress and into the light blue skinny jeans and a white long sleeve shirt. I kept on my heels because Brittany didn't have sneakers in her duffel bag. I gently folded my dress and walked out of the stall. I looked at myself in the mirror. I have way to much makeup on for these casual clothes. I grabbed a napkin and cleaned off my makeup. Man, I look so pale without makeup on. I walked out of the bathroom and looked around for Brittany. I saw Brittany and some blonde girl, that was all over her. I rolled my eyes and walked over to them. Brittany looked bored with this girl practically clinging on to her. I clenched my fist and put on a fake smile.
"Hey Brittany, you ordered?" I asked extra cheery. Brittany turned to me and smiled. I looked at the stage 10 clinger. She has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She kinda reminds me of Quinn before she cut her hair.
"Yeah, I kinda figured you were a fettuccine kinda girl with extra breadsticks," She said smiling. I smiled at her. She's so adorable.
"Britt, who's this?" The girl asked obviously not interesting in who I am. We both rolled our eyes and turned to look at her.
"Kitty, this is Santana. Santana, this is Kitty Wilde. A very annoying girl who doesn't leave me alone," Kitty cut her off.
"I think the more appropriate word would be girlfriend," She said. Before I could react Brittany stepped in front of Kitty and turned to me.
"She's my ex-girlfriend. It was nothing serious," She said. Kitty laughed.
"Oh please, We dated all the way up till you got arrested," Kitty scoffed. I rolled my eyes.
"I've gotten arrested a lot of times. Which time are you referring to?" Brittany said sarcastically. Kitty looked like she was getting frustrated.
"We dated for like 4 months freshman year before I got arrested for fucking with the pool in school," Brittany said.
"So, Cat-"
"Kitty," She corrected me.
"Whatever. You go to McKinley?" I asked her.
"No, I'm home-schooled," She said with a fake smile.
"That explains a lot," I mumbled. Brittany smirked and stepped next to us and pulled her pinkie into my own.
"Okay, Kitty, it was nice seeing you and all but our food is done and we need to get going," Brittany said pulling me away. One of the waitresses handed Brittany our to-go bag, Brittany handed her some money, and we walked out. Her pinkie never left mine. I'm so glad I'm ethnic or my face would be bright red. She opened the door for me and handed me the bag of food. She got in the car and started it up. Then she turned to me and just looked at me. I looked around before looking back at her.
"Do I have something on my face?" I asked her. She smiled.
"No, you just look different without any make-up," She said not taking her eyes off me.
"Different good or different bad?" I asked.
"You look really beautiful," She said. I smiled and looked away. She chuckled and started driving.
We drove for at least 30 minutes before she stopped the car.
"I hope the food didn't get cold," Brittany said. I looked out the window to see where we were. From what I could see there was nice little houses on one side of the road and then there was practically complete darkness on the other side.
"My grandmother lives over here," Brittany said grabbing things from the back seat. She handed me a flashlight and turned the car off. We got out of the car and she started walking to the dark side of the rode. She had a blanket in her hand and her own flashlight.
"Come on or you're going to miss the magic," She said.
"Um, it's dark as hell over there and I'm wearing Jimmy Choo's," I said. She chuckled and walked back over to me. She turned to look away from me and bent down.
"Climb on my back, princesa," She said. I chuckled and climbed on her back and I wrapped my legs around her waist and my arms around her neck.
"You're really silly for a badass," I said teasingly. She just chuckled and walked a few more feet before stopping.
"We are here," She said setting me down slowly. She placed the blanket down and I sat down. I started taking the food out and she placed the flashlights around us to only illuminate us.
"Where are we exactly?" I asked her. She smiled.
"Lost Creek Country Club's golf course," She said as she started eating her Macaroni and Cheese. I took some bread sticks and opened the container with my pasta and started eating. I freaking love Breadstix.
"This is the best place to look at the stars. My mom when we first moved here we used to sneak out here and watch the stars, or meteor showers, and on fireworks here," Brittany said.
"I was born here and my parents never really did anything like that for me. My mom and dad worked in the hospital. My mom was a scrub nurse and my dad is a surgeon. So I hardly saw them. When I was 12 my mom decided she rather be a stay at home mom than work herself to an early death," I said. I looked over at Brittany and she was just staring at me. A smile slowly crept on her face.
"That's pretty cool of her. Your mom is really cool," She said shoveling mac and cheese in her mouth. I snorted loudly. She started laughing with me.
I don't even know how long we've been here. We were just laying on our backs on the blanket looking up at the sky. I started dozing off a little bit.
"What time is it?" She asked. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and looked at the time.
"It's one in the morning," I told her.
"Damn, we told your mom that I'll bring you back before 12," She said getting up really fast. She packed up everything and wrapped me up in the blanket.
"Stay here," She said laughing. She ran towards the car and threw everything in the back seat and ran back to me. She picked me up bridle style and carried me to the car. She placed me carefully into the car and buckled me in. I laughed at her antics as she ran around the car and hopped into the drivers seat. Brittany started the car up and turned the radio on.
"How are you so...hyper at 1:15 in the morning?" I asked her yawning. She chuckled.
"I had a good 20 minute nap. A 20 minute nap is ideal to boost alertness and energy. I feel like I can run a marathon right now," She said smiling. She sped off. I started dozing off again.
What felt like 30 seconds, Brittany was shaking me lightly. I groaned.
"Can I just sleep here? I'm all comfy and warm," I said snuggling back into the seat.
"I don't want your drool on my baby's seat," She said chuckling. I wrapped the blanket around my shoulders and slid out of the car. I walked up to Brittany's window and leaned on it.
"See you tomorrow, right?" I asked. Oh gosh, did that sound needy? She smirked.
"Probably," She said vaguely. I smiled.
"You know, if this was a date, I would walk you to your door and kiss you but..." She said fading off. I rolled my eyes.
"But this isn't a date and you want to place all cool and dissociated, I get it," I said smiling at her.
"You know me so well," She said bopping me on the nose. I swatted her hand away.
"You look really cute right now wrapped up in my blanket," She said smiling, "Keep it. You look way better in it than I do."
"I look horrendous. I have no make-up on and I probably look really tired," I said looking away.
"I think you look fantastic," She said. She looked over to her radio.
"I wish I could talk longer but I have to go home. Bye San," Brittany said. I blushed at the nickname she gave me. Come on Lopez, It's not the first time someone has called you San.
"See you later...Britt," I said walking towards my house. She smirked before revving her engine and speeding off towards her house. Damn, I'm really falling for her.
A/N: This update was ridiculously late and I am really freaking sorry about that. I lost inspiration when I only had 300 hundred words to this chapter but I re-read some of my favorite fanfics and got some inspiration to finish this chapter and write the first 100 words for the next.
The thing is I'm going on vacation and won't have access to my computer for a month and a half. I'll try to update the next chapter in the next 10 days or so but no promises.
Hope you guys liked this chapter.
Does anyone have some good brittana fanfics that I could read on my plane ride tomorrow? lol
