Summary: For Blam Week Day 1: Season 2 Aus ~ lauraperfectinsanity prompt: 315. Season 2 AU (no Klaine, Fabrevans and Samtana, the ND haven't faced the Warblers yet). Santana and Brittany are at Breadstix when Santana put her eyes on a dark haired boy, Blaine, sitting alone. Santana starts to hit on him, but he doesn't seem to fall for her moves, cause he's waiting for his date to show up. The girl doesn't give up until Blaine's date shows up and she's beyond surprised that his date is another boy and that he is Sam, ND newest member.


"And keep the breadsticks coming!" Santana said, smiling to herself as the harried server scurried off. Across from her, Britt was happily munching on a breadstick and Santana felt like everything was all right with the world. True, Britt was 'dating' Artie, but come on, how long could that last for?

And it wasn't like they weren't still having their sweet lady kisses on the DL.

With Puck being all post juvie weird, she was in need of new arm candy. Preferably a little younger, as they were more easily controlled. He had to be cute though and be willing to buy her nice things.

The ability to buy nice things meant he had to have money...and the little cutie sitting at the next pretty much screamed Silver Spoon, from his neatly styled hair to his sharp navy blazer. Sure, he was a little on the short side, but a fat wallet could compensate for a lot.

Putting on a coy smile, she wiggled her fingers at him. He smiled politely and waved in return.

First contact, successful!

"Hey," she said, folding her arms on the table and leaning forward to display an enticing amount of cleavage, "You don't go to school with us, do you?"

If he did go to McKinley, he'd totally know who she was.

"No," the boy replied with a shake of his head. "I'm Blaine. I go to Dalton, the all boys Academy over in Westerville."

Ooh, a private school boy.

"Well, hi there, Blaine from Dalton," she purred and Brittany gave him a friendly wave. "Why don't you come over here and eat with us."

He smiled politely. "Thank you for the lovely invitation, but I'm actually waiting for someone."

Santana gave him a little pout. "Is she prettier than me?"

"Not possible," Britt said and Santana had to turn and offer her a smile.

The boy seemed a little flustered, "Well, not that you're not lovely, but...my type is a little different."

"Oh, honey, I'm everyone's type," she said, not liking that the boy wasn't playing along.

Cheeks red, he shook his head, then brightened, eyes moving past Santana.

"Hey, sorry I'm late," a voice said and Santana turned to see Sam Evans, the pillow lipped blond boy who had recently joined New Directions. He blinked at Santana and Brittany in surprise, glancing from them, to Blaine and back, "Oh, hi."

Waving a finger, Santana looked at Blaine. "Naughty boy, trying to make me think you were waiting for a date when you were just waiting for Blondie!"

"Maybe Sam is his date," Brittany said, smiling at Sam. "Hi!"

"Hi Brittany," Sam replied, sliding into a chair at Blaine's table as Santana reached over and poked his shoulder.

"Not gonna defend yourself, Sammy boy? How very PC of you."

Sam gazed at her for a moment, then shrugged. "Um...I am his date. B's my boyfriend."

Wait.

What?

"Oh, you just got a whole lot less boring," Santana drawled as Brittany clapped her hands happily.

"I bet you two have lots of hot boy kisses!"

Both boys immediatly turned red and, though they were hot, she was willing to bet they were shy nerds. After all, if Blaine had fallen for Sam, whose idea of smooth was quoting Dr. Seusse, then she had to question his taste.

Among other things, because boy, did she have questions!