7
I can't believe it; I am sitting in Santana's car heading to her house, to her room, to 'hang out' with the Santana Lopez. I mean what the hell, had someone told me this yesterday or even this morning that I Rachel Berry would be conversing civilly and actually spending time with Santana I would have laughed and then taken them to the nurse because surely they had some type of head injury. Oh crap she is looking at me I think I have been silent for too long and she is reconsidering, say something idiot, anything
"Um I really like your car, what kind is it?" Rachel says nervously
Chuckling Santana replies "It's a 1967 Pontiac GTO, my dad and I spent a lot of my childhood restoring it and then on my 16th birthday this past summer, he hands me the keys and says 'it's all yours mija' I was shocked as shit to say the least, I always thought he was going to keep it for himself" She says smiling fondly at the memory
"So not only is the infamous Santana Lopez an undisputed badass but she is also a whiz with cars? The things you learn about people" Rachel says smiling at the other girl
Santana looks forward again trying not to blush at the other girl's words
She is so adorable when she is embarrassed; wish I had noticed that earlier
Due to the fact that Rachel has been kinda sorta staring quite openly at the driver so she didn't realize that the car had stopped in front of a rather large and impressive house, three stories with a huge wrap around porch
"Wow, so this is what Lima Heights Adjacent looks like, very rough looking neighborhood, are you sure we're safe here?" Rachel asks with a huge smirk on her face
Santana gets that embarrassed look on her face again
"Quiet Toto, afore I gots to quiet you" Santana says trying to give her best HBIC look but the whole threatening façade is broken by the huge grin on her face
"You know that is the third time you have called me that, I don't know whether I should be offended since you are comparing me to a small, yipping dog even if that is one of my favorite movies" she says quirking her head to the side
"umm…well… since you had a minor freak out when I called you Rach I figured a new nickname was appropriate, and you have to admit that was a cute little dog and fiercely protective of Dorothy"
I think that she is buying it, can't have her know what I really meant that would just go swimmingly now wouldn't it?
"Hmm well it is the least offensive nickname I have received in my life, so I think I like it" Rachel says smiling
Does that mean…does she think? Nah can't be Santana would never consider me cute
"Good now that that is settled vamos, I have got to get out of this uniform" She says getting out of the car
Rachel gets out of the car following Santana towards the house, but is confused when the girl doesn't go into the house, but down the side of the house towards another door that leads to what looks like an addition to the house.
Rachel follows Santana through the door into what looks like a living room
"Have a seat anywhere, or help yourself to what's in the kitchen I have a bunch of drinks in the fridge, I'll be right back" Santana says before walking through another door
Rachel wanders around the living room looking at the pictures scattered around on various surfaces, as expected most of them are of Santana, Quinn and Brittany but one catches her eye it is of her and Santana
Hmmm I don't remember this, aww she looks so cute all smiley and laughing
Rachel hears the door open and is struck speechless; she has seen Santana in many different outfits those they had used in glee, what she came into school wearing when she was off the Cheerios, but this was different this was casual Santana this was something that Rachel had never really seen before.
OOkkay why is she staring at me like that, I mean it's not like I'm wearing something totally killer or anything just some old sweats and a beater, oh crap I should have dressed nicer I mean I am trying to impress the girl ain't I?
"So uh Rach would you like to watch a movie? I have tons over on the shelf" Santana says hoping to break the girl from her reverie
Rachel stands staring at the giant set of shelves on the other side of the room, it holds movies, games, and to Rachel's surprise books, rows upon rows of books
"Hey Rach you ok over there? You seem to be speechless and as we all know a speechless Rachel Berry is sort of a non-occurrence and is well nerve racking"
"Well there are so many to choose from, I don't know where to begin…wait what's this? Hmm you know I have never actually seen this before is it any good?"
"Whatcha got?" Santana asks as Rachel turns around holding a box, she can tell that it isn't a movie but one of her many tv show collections
"You are kidding right? You have never seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer? I don't know I may have to rethink this whole friend situation here Toto" Santana says smirking a little
"Well I mean I was only three when the show came on and even at my advanced intellectual state I do not believe that my fathers would have allowed me to watch such a show filled with violence and sex, and by the time that I was old enough to be able to fully comprehend the themes I was so involved with other activities and such things were pushed to the bottom of the list of my priorities, and further more…"
"Toto chill I was just kidding if I were to rethink this friendship it wouldn't be because you haven't seen the awesomeness that is Buffy, it would be because you didn't like it after watching the show" Santana says shaking her head at Rachel's rant
"Would you really not want to be my friend if I didn't like the show?" Rachel asks with a small pout
I may have to pretend to like it even if it is total drek
"Ahhh no not the pout anything but that" Santana says with mock fear
"How about we watch a few episodes and if you don't like it then we can forget this whole conversation and I will hide my broken heart and drown my sorrows in a weekend long Buffy marathon" Santana says with a semi-serious look on her face
"but no I wouldn't not be your friend just because you hated my favorite show, I might engage in some good natured ribbing but what are friends for if not to tease the hell outta each other" she asks smiling as she puts in the first disc of the first season
Buffy is obviously the property of Joss Whedon, and The Wizard of Oz belongs to whoever that belongs to. I am doing this completely backwards but hey as long as it is in here I can't be held responsible for well for anything
