Author's Note: I do not own Glee so please don't sue me. Please Review.
That Friday a large group, consisting of Santana, her aunts, Brittany, Rachel, Quinn, Puck, Kurt, and Blaine, got on a private plane headed to New York City. Soon after they were boarded the plane left the airport.
"I can't believe Santana's aunts own a private plane." Quinn whispered into Rachel ear.
"I can't believe that they own a brown stone across the street from Central Park." Rachel whispered back.
"I guess we should start believing because we will be living it for an entire week." The blonde and the tiny brunette burst into laughter.
"Santana?" Brittany asked sweetly.
"Yeah B?"
"I think Rachel and Quinn are together."
"Like doing the nasty, together?" Santana asked as she raised and eyebrow.
"Yup."
"Really?"
"Just look at them Santana."
Santana looked behind her to find that Quinn and Rachel were giggling, whispering, holding hands, and they were giving each other the look, the "I'm sooo into you" look. "Holy-Shit-Fucks Britts your right."
"I know." Brittany smiled proudly as she said this.
Santana looked Britt, who was now starring out the window, she looked absolutely beautiful. Santana closed her eye's and fell to sleep completely happy.
A few hours later the large group drove up, in a very large limo, to the Jessica's and Alex's brownstone. It was a four-story building with a set of stairs that lead to a front door that looked like an antique, and across the street was Central Park. The brownstone was located across the street from the south corner of the park. As each one of them got out of the Limo they paused to take in the wonder, whether it was to take in the sight, or take the fact that they were in New York City they all took pause. Eventually all nine of them were out of the Limo and on the sidewalk staring at the sophisticated Brownstown. Santana let out a "Wow" staring at the building.
"That's what I said when I first saw the place." Alex laughed.
"While I just stood and starred for so long that I began to drool, kind of like the guy with the Mohawk is." Jessica said pointing at Puck, who was drooling like an idiot. It took a moment for Puck to leave the Land of Awe and renter reality, and notice that he was drooling and wipe his mouth. The group burst out into laughter, even Puck.
"Okay Jessica and I get the mater on the top floor, and Santana and Brittany get the private apartment on the bottom floor, the rest of you have to fight over the rest of the rooms." Santana looked at Alex in shock as she said this.
"Really?" Santana asked not sure she could believe what she just heard.
"You heard me, and just because you get the private apartment does not mean you get to leave anytime you want. You do have to ask first okay?"
"Okay." Santana said as nodded her head fervently.
"All right here's the keys to the lower level." Jessica laughed as she handed Santana the keys. Santana snatched the keys and she and Brittany ran pinky and pinky towards the antique door.
"Do you realize that we have three teenaged gay couples in our brownstone, at the same time" Alex laughed, once all the kids ran inside
"Wait, who's the third?" Jessica asked looking uncomfortably confused.
"You need to get your gay-dar repaired if you didn't pick up on it."
"Whatever" Jessica said rolling her eyes, "Just tell me."
"Quinn and Rachel." Alex stated bluntly as if it was obvious, and it was.
It took a moment for Jessica to reply because she was recalling al the encounter she'd had with the girls, but after that moment the light bulb went off. "Oh. How'd the fuck did I miss that."
"Because your gay-dar is on the fritz, and not in a good way." Alex teased.
"Well I guess I have to take it to the gay-dar repairman?"
"And may I ask who that is?"
"Well, that would be you honey." Jessica giggled as she replied.
"I guess we should get you to my workshop?" Alex whispered seductively.
"And that is?"
"The top floor of that brownstone." Alex said pointing to their's. Within in moments there was nobody left standing on the sidewalk in front of the brownstone.