So who's still gushing over Heather Morris? OMG. She was super Amazing on yhe Britney 2.0 and Thanks RIB for giving her a storyline. But you broke my heart for that couple of seconds seeing britt crying on her bed. Omg. But I was also happy she got a friend thru Sam!
Anyway, you guys asked for Brittana interaction right? So I give you What'cha want!
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Sooooooo. Another chapter for you guys...
Enjoy.
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This day is so boring. Oh my god. Can someone kidnap me and take me somewhere interesting?
Brittany was lying on her bed one Saturday morning, she woke up before the sun even rise to do her saturday morning routine. She jogged around the block for an hour, she swam a couple of laps on their pool, run some more on the threadmill then ate her breakfast. When she went back to her room, she plopped down on her bed and thought of how she could spend her day. She was about to shower when her phone buzzed indicating she had a text.
Unknown number: Hey Brittany! Good morning, the glee club has a meeting today at the lima bean for the gala. We would love it if you could come.
Brittany: who is this?
Unknown number: it's Santana.
Brittany was about to reply when she heard someone knock.
"You up for coffee?"
"Oh please chang! They already texted me..."
"Good thing. Be ready in an hour?"
"You go ahead. I'll be there..."
When Mike left, Brittany put in some music then jumped into the shower.
Oh god. Santana why did you texted her? I mean Kurt texted Mike already and for sure he's gonna tell her.
"So what'd she say?"
"She didn't replied to me if she's coming or not..." said Santana with a frown.
"She's going to be there I assure you.. If not Mike will drag her himself.." Rachel said as she brushed her hair through her vanity mirror.
Santana was lying on the bed and busy flipping a magazine while Rachel readied herself.
"So what's the progess now?"
"Aside from the fact that we're okay now? Nothing." Santana said frustrated.
"Be patient Santana... Take it slowly.. Baby steps remember?"
"Baby steps.."
"Now c'mon! Mercedes texted me that they were already there.
When Santana and Rachel arrived at the Lima Bean, the other New Directions were already seated and ordered some food.
"Wow. Thanks for waiting for us guys.." Santana said sarcastically.
"Are they here yet?" Rachel asked while seating beside Kurt.
"Not yet. But Mike said he's on his way..." Kury replied.
A few more minutes the asian boy finally arrived.
"Hey guys, sorry i'm late..." Mike said as he wiped a sweat on his forehead
"Where's Brittany?" Santana asked as Mike took a seat across from her.
"She-..."
"She's not gonna come is she?"
"No-..."
"I knew it.. I shouldn't have texted her.."
"Woah! Woah! Wait.. She's gonna be here... A little late okay?" Mike said as he smiled knowingly.
As they were discussing about the number with each other and giving Mike an idea about the gala, Mike suddenly spoke.
"Oh she's here..."
Everyone looked around but Mike pointed his finger on a different direction, since they were occupying the seats by the window, they easily saw a Black Matte Bugatti Veyron Super Sports arrived at the parking space in front.
"She's driving a Bugatti Veyron.."
"Yes why?" Mike asked.
"She's high school and she's like driving that kind of car... Here in Lima?" Tina said as she looks at the car.
"She can feed a lot of people here in Lima.. Hell even the rest of Ohio with that car's worth..." Artie Added.
Then the driver's door opened and revealed a blonde beauty. Santana was sure that someone used a remote control and pressed the slow motion button. Brittany stepped out in her car wearing a black super tight skinny jeans that makes her ass look nice, a loose Sex Pistol t-shirt that the other sleeve was falling on her shoulder, an orange flip flops, a black Ray Ban sunglasses and her blonde locks freely falling on her shoulder.
She's like a super model.
"How come she makes casual and simple clothes look extravagant?" Kurt asked.
She's so beautiful oh my god.
Brittany stood in front of them with a smile. Before Brittany say anything to them, she leaned in to Mike whispered something. Santana quirked her eyebrows and was curious about what they were talking about.
"Really?" Mike asked.
Brittany nodded. "Sup gleeks!" she said as she looked for a seat, seeing that the vacant chair left was beside Santana, she walked towards her.
"Do you mind?" Brittany asked looking at Santana.
Santana suddenly blushed, she wasn't expecting that she'll be seating beside the blonde.
"Before anything, I would like to order some food since you guys had yours." she looked over at Santana and asked. "Haven't ordered yet?"
"N-No.."
"What do you want? I'll get it for you.."
Rachel who was seating beside the latina nudged her best friend when she saw that she's busy staring at the blonde instead of answering her question.
"I-It's okay.. I-I 'm fine.."
"I insist.. They all have food so you should too." Brittany said while looking in the latina's eye.
Seeing that the blonde was serious, she said that she'll have whatever the blonde was having.
"Are you sure because I prefer my caffeine dark.." Brittany said. "How about Mocha Latte? Caramel Latte? Hot? Cold?"
"Caramel Latte.. Hot.." Santana said with a smile. "Thank you.."
Brittany stood up and went over to the counter to order.
"Score for Santana.." Rachel whispered.
"She was just being nice.." Santana said while hiding her blush
They both looked over the counter and saw that the barista was flirting with Brittany.
Seriously?
"You have maybe a pen I can borrow?" Brittany asked as she took one of the comment slip on the box.
The Barista was giving Brittany the flirty looks, Brittany on the other hand was flirting back. The scene made the latina's blood boil and she felt like she wanted to punch someone in the face.
"Calm down..." Rachel said as she held her best friend's hand under the table.
"I'll have two Grande Hot Caramel Latte and grande triple drip Caramel Macchiato extra hot and extra foam please.." Brittany said with a wink.
"Is that all?" The Barista asked flirtatiously.
She's like a chick magnet. Why doesn't people leave her alone? This is so frustrating.. Arghhhhhh!
"And a Red Velvet Cake for the hot sexy brunette over there.." Brittany said as she pointed at Santana.
"Did Brittany looked at you?" Rachel asked in a whisper.
The barista narrowed her eyes at Santana then looks at Brittany. "Girlfriend?"
Brittany laughed and shook her head. "No. No. No." she said as she gave her credit card.
"I'll call you over when the orders' complete. " The barista said with a wink.
"Wait.. Your name please?"
Brittany smirked then slipped the paper on the Barista's hand. When she opened the paper she winked at Brittany and left to prepare the orders.
Did she just gave her her number?
Brittany walked back to her seat, as she was sitting on her chair she heard Mike speaking.
"Got your flirting on, huh Pierce?" Mike teased.
Brittany ignored her and engaged herself to the conversation in front of her.
After a couple of minutes the Barista called out.
"Red Velvet Cake with two Grande Hot Caramel Latte and Grande triple drip Caramel Macchiato, extra hot and extra foam for blue eyed hot and sexy blonde."
Brittany held her laugh as the gleeks looked at her amused.
Mike laughed. "Oh my god Brittany.." Mike said as he high fived the blonde.
Brittany shrugged as she walk over the counter mouthing 'thank you' to the barista.
"Hot Caramel Latte for you Asian.." Brittany said as he gave Mike his coffee.
"You know me too well."
"And another Hot Caramel Latte and red velvet cake for Miss Lopez here.."
"How much do I owe you?" Santana asked as she pull some bills from her purse.
"No. No. It's on me. Don't worry about it.." Brittany said as she pushed back the money on Santana's hand.
"Thank you..." Santana said in a whisper.
Oh fuck it! You look like an idiot getting all shy and shit. Santana Lopez don't do shy for fuck's sake!
Santana blushed as she look over her friends who stopped their conversation and looked confused between Santana and Brittany.
"and this for me.." Brittany finished as she took a sip from her beverage.
"So yeah! As we were talking, we wanted you guys, Brittany and Mike to like wear the same costume." Tina said.
"Hold up! Was that necessary? Be-..."
Mike cut his friend and said. "Yeah it's okay with us.."
"Good! I'll just take your measurement tomorrow during rehearsal." Tina informed the blonde.
"Tomorrow? Rehearsal? Are you insane? It's like Sunday!" Brittany said perplexed
"You guys didn't know?"
"Fucking Jesse! He's probably gonna tell us later tonight or tomorrow morning so thay if we're late he has reasons to tear our head off!" Brittany said frustrated.
Suddenly the Barista approached their table and placed a slice of cake in front of Brittany.
Ugh. What the fuck does this bitch want?
"Uhm. I didn't order for this one.." Brittany said to the Barista.
"It's on the house babe... It's our specialty.."
Santana was gripping hard at her fork while Rachel was silently praying that her friend won't lose her temper.
"Oh yeah?" Brittany looked over at the others before saying. "What's it called?"
The barista leaned over her ear and said. "Better than Sex...with a twist.."
Brittany smirked, the barista was about to leave when she added. "It'll make your panties drop.. Enjoy.." she finished with a sexy wink and left their table.
Santana was about to lose it and go All Lima Heights on the barista for flirting with Brittany. The others had their jaw dropped and cannot believe the blatant flirting that happened not a few minutes ago.
"Seriously, how do you do that?" Artie asked wide eyed.
"She's like super hot and you're like super hot.. I thought you guys were gonna make out in front of us.." Finn said in a dreamy look.
Mike snickered because he was used to women flirting with his best friend. Santana threw a tissue to Finn's face in disgust.
"Ewwww giant! Erase that disgusting image on your head or you're gonna wet your pants in sec.." Santana said in a grossed out expression.
Is lopez like jealous or something? Because it looks like it to me.
Brittany smirked to herself and cut a piece of the cake. It was past 5 in the afternoon when they finished their meeting.
"Thank god! I thought we're gonna take forever with the ideas that you wanna put into that number.." Brittany said as she placed her arm on the back of Santana's chair.
Santana tensed and convinced herself to relax when she felt the blonde's arm.
"Well anyway, I think we're gonna use the gym or something?" Brittany said.
"No we're gonna use the bigger dance studio on the opposite wing." Mercedes said as she stood up.
"We better go. I need to rest my voice and prepare my body for tomorrow's activity.." Rachel said as she rushed to the exit of the shop.
"H-Hey.. Thank you again.." Santana said as she walked out.
"Don't mention it.." Brittany said as she hold the door open for Santana.
Brittany was about to say something when hey eyes caught something.
"Hey.." she said as she lean forward
Santana was taken aback from what the blonde was about to do.
Oh my god. She's going to kiss me! She's going to fucking kiss me.
"...you have something on your cheek" brittany finished as she removed the fallen eye lash on the latina's cheek. "There.. You're beautiful again.."
Mike who was walking ahead of them, watched the scene with curious eyes. He had been watching their interaction since Brittany sat beside Santana. He can't quite decipher but he felt like something was different.
"Let's go Asian... Q texted me already asking me where I was.." Brittany told Mike as she walked towards her car.
"Bye Brittany!" Santana said as she waived her hand.
Really smooth Lopez. A waive?
Brittany looked at her and gave her a wink and went inside her car off.
Santana and Rachel said their goodbye to their fellow glee club members. But before Santana walked to her car, she went back inside the cafe, Rachel in tow confused and went directly to the barista.
"Hey! Excuse me?" Santana said.
"Yes do you need anything?" The barista asked.
"No.. I just want to tell you to stay the hell out of my girlfriend.." Santana said threateningly as she heard her best friend gasped in shock.
"Girlfriend?" The barista asked confused.
"The blue eyed blonde a while ago? Yeah i'm her girlfriend.."
"But-.."
"So if I were you, i'll stay the hell out of her.." She said intimidatingly. "And if you love your life which personally think, you don't, you'll back the hell off and won't flirt with my girlfriend whenever we come here or i'll go all lima heights on your sorry ass and rip your head off and feed it to my fucking chihuahua."
The barista went pale and didn't know how to formulate her words.
"You hear me? Nod if you understand." Santana demanded.
The barista just noddded vigorously and gulped, seeing her desired reaction, Santana smiled.
"Good to know we have an understanding." she said as she stormed off Lima Bean and towards her car.
"What was that?" Rachel asked still schocked.
"What? I just don't want anybody flirting with my future girlfriend." Santana shrugged like what she did was a normal thing to do.
"You're so evil Santana.." Rachel said through a laugh.
"I just want to put her in her right place.. And that's NOWHERE NEAR MY GIRLFRIEND..."
"Correction! Future Girlfriend!"
"Really Berry? Here I am in my own bubble and you're ruining it? Ugh.." Santana said with an eye roll..
They pulled away laughing at the reaction of the barista.
"But seriously tho, she's like she's gonna wet herself in fear.."
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When Brittany and Miked arrived home they looked for Quinn and Puck.
"Where the hell are they?"
Mike shrugged then walked to their system and called for their best friends. A few seconds later a voice filled the room through the speaker.
"Where here at the back by the pool.."
"Of course they're by the pool.. I Bet they're Drinking margarita.." Mike said as he walked towards the pool side.
When they saw their friends on the recliner, clearly sipping their margaritas like they were on a vacation they went over to them.
"Enjoying the weather Ma'am? Sir?"
"Hey babe... How'd the meeting went?" Quinn asked while scooting to make room for Brittany.
Brittany sat between Quinn's legs and snatched her glass.
"Went well I guess?" she said as she sipped on the glass.
"You guys ate dinner?" Puck asked as he handed his glass to Mike
"Not dinner.. " she said to Puck. "did you cooked something for me?" She asked Quinn.
"No not yet.. Why? What do you want?" Quinn said as she lean her head on her shoulder.
"Spaghetti with meatballs please?" Brittany said as she pulled her famous puppy dog look.
"B.. You had spaghetti last night.." Quinn said not looking at the other blonde.
Brittany pouted her lips more and batted her eyelashes. Puck and Mike keep their best to not laugh to the two blondes in front of them.
"Fuck! Fiiiiiinnnnnnneeeee!" Quinn said giving in.
"You can never resist that damn pout Fabray!" Puck said while high five-ing Brittany.
"Never!" Brittany confirmed.
Quinn stood up and pulled the other blonde. "Up! Up! No way in hell i'm making dinner alone while you guys were chillin' by the pool and sipping a fucking margarita.."
Brittany said. "Suuure. Oh and i've got something to tell you two.."
When they went to the kitchen, Brittany, Mike and Puck sat on the stool by the island while Quinn busied herself with the task.
"So what do you wanna tell us?" Quinn asked.
"Don't tell me you're gonna drop the bomb that you got yourself a girlfriend?" Puck asked as he wiggled his eyebrow.
Mike chuckled. "Soon!"
Quinn sent them a glare. "So what was it?"
Brittany walked over to the fridge and pulled some water. "Dad called me... No, thea... Then dad took the phone and talked to me.." Brittany said as she drank from the bottle.
"Why?" Quinn asked as she began to do the sauce for the spaghetti.
"Oh shit!"
"Why?" Quinn quirked her eyebrow.
"Next week..." Puck trailed off.
"Yes Noah. Yes!" Brittany said with a nod.
Quinn threw a parseley to Brittany and Puck. "Just tell me! Don't leave me hanging here guys.."
"Really Q? You forgot already? Next week?" Puck said as he munched on a french bread.
"Next week?"
Brittany, Puck and Mike were all looking at Quinn intently and waiting for her to realize what they're talking about.
"Ugh! Just tell me!" Quinn said frustrated.
"New York... Thea... Palms... Does it ring a bell?" Brittany said.
"Holy fucking shit! The Fashion Show!" Quinn said wide eyed.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Puck said as he threw his fist in victory.
"So you had an idea now.. Thea called me and said I needed to be on that fucking show!" Brittany said exasperated.
"Oh c'mon B.. Like this was new to you.." Mike said as he put some plates on the island.
"But it's like.. I'm here in Lima now.. And you know I hate it there.. I mean not New York but there there.."
"I thought you loved it cause you can see models almost naked everywhere?" Puck said then wiggled his eyebrow.
"That's one of the reasons why i'm agreeing to do that show.. You know that.."
"You've been doing this for what? Since you were 8? I mean you're like the supermodel of your sister's fashion show.."
"She's been using me okay? Whenever we do that thing, she'll transform into this sweet and loving sister.. But off camera she's a total bitch!"
Quinn chuckled. "It'll be fun! After all we'll be able to be back at Manhattan for the weekend.."
"Riiiiight."
"You guys wanna invite the others maybe? You know show 'em what's the meaning of life in The Big Apple? Puck asked.
"Yeah.. I like that..." Mike agreed.
"We can give them preview of our Upper East Side life yo!"
"Yeah. Yeah. I'll ask them tomorrow during practice..."
"You guys have practice tomorrow? It's Sunday!" Quinn said perplexed.
"Tell me about it.." Brittany said munching a celery.
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Ugh it's so early.. It's a freaking Sunday and here I am at school for that fucking rehearsals.. Ugh.
"Erase that scowl on your face B.." Mike said as he tugged the girl's hand.
It's still empty when they arrived at the studio.
"Fucking great!" Brittany said annoyed. "we came here early and they're not here." she said as she dropped her duffel bag on the floor.
Mike chuckled. "At least we had the studio for ourselves then.." Mike said as he placed his ipod on the dock near the speaker. "You wanna dance with me?"
"I won't turn down a dance with you Asian... Let's stretch first.."
Brittany changed into sweats, she decided to change back to her shorts later and put some loose t-shirt while Mike removed his hoodie and started to stretch.
"So are we gonna show the glee club the routine today then?" Mike asked as he stretched his arm.
"Of course not!"
"You really wanna surprise ?" Mike said as he went to his ipod and scrolled through his playlist.
"Damn straight! Brittany said while stretching. "Oh hey! That's our jam!"
Brittany went to the middle of the dance studio and waited for Mike to be in his position. When Mike played the music, they started to dance to it. They re-enacted the last choreography they learned in their summer dance camp. Brittany let herself loose to the beat of the music. What they didn't know was, the gleeks have arrived without the two dancers noticing.
"oh my god. They're amazing.." Rachel said awestruck.
"Are they for real?" Blaine added.
She's so good.. She's so flawless.. Her moves were different than during the audition... No wonder Jesse picked them both...
When Brittany and Mike were done, they noticed the gleeks beside the door, mouths hanging open and dumbstrucked.
"Thank god! You guys took forever!" Brittany said as she walked towards her bag.
An hour and a half during their practice.
"Really guys? You're gonna perform the gala with that?" Brittany said frustrated.
Brittany was getting pissed off and frustrated with the glee club. They've been doing the numbers for almost a hundred times now and still there's no improvement with them.
You have got to be fucking kidding me!
"Chill britt... Hey guys! Take 10!" Mike told the gleeks.
"This is so frustrating! And where the hell is Jesse and the dance club? I thought we're gonna practice here?" Brittany said as she sat down, head against the full length mirror.
"They had a run on the other studio.. I walked in with Shannon when I went to the bathroom. Thank god where not there cause Jesse's not in a good mood today..."
Brittany closed her eyes and help herself to calm down and ease the frustration she's feeling at the moment.
"She's like a younger version of Sue Sylvester..." Mercedes said.
"Uh-uh! I beg to disagree.. That fine piece of ass a younger sue sylvester?" Artie argued.
"We've been running the number for almost two hours now.. My feet hurts.." Finn whined.
"As if you have feet Hamburglar! Good thing during these dance numbers you're on the back swaying like a giant chunk of wood like the one in Harry Potter.." Santana insulted.
"So how are the loser club huh? Where's your addicted to vest teacher?
"He-..."
"Never mind.. We'll have a run in now.. You losers with my club.. So here's how this goes.. You guys will be performing during dinner.. The dance club will perform first then you guys.. Who's gonna do the closing performace? Samantha?" Jesse asked while looking at his clipboard.
"It's Santana..."
"I don't care.. Now the dinner will start at 7:15 so I want you guys to be on the backstage by 7pm sharp! If you're late i'm sorry i'm not gonna allow you to perform. So remember! 7pm sharp. No one will leave! So you guys have to be ready! Pee the hell you want but do it before 7!" Jesse said loudly.
"Yes sir!" they said in unison.
"Now let's rehearse!"
Brittany and Mike went to their places together with the rest of the dance club. They performed like it's the actual show already. Santana was looking intently to the blue eyed blonde. When the dance club exited the make believe stage the glee club started to perform. At the middle of their performance Jesse cut them.
"Uh.. What are you doing?" Jesse asked.
"Performing.." Rachel said.
Jesse laughed loudly. "You guys call that performing? It's more like self-destructing!" Jesse said harshly. "Now call us if you guys were done messing your heads and feet. You glee losers suck! Dance club. Other studio. Now!" Jesse said as he walked away, the dance club in tow like a bunch of puppies.
The Glee club members look down on their feets, some were seeping with anger and some with hurt. Mike and Brittany walked towards them. The glee club looked like dirt on the side in the huge dance studio.
"Don't listen to him guys.." Mike said apologetically.
Santana never felt humiliated in her entire life, sure it was not directly towards her but the harsh words were for the glee club and she was a member of the glee club. She was trying her best to maintain a stoic face.
Oh god. Really?
"What are you bunch of kids?" Brittany said all of a sudden.
"Britt.."
"No mike. Jesse came here and said negative things about you guys and now you're deflating already?"
"Tha-..."
"Yes that was rude. I know that.. But I wanna ask you guys something..."
The glee club members looked at her.
"What do you guys think with my dancing? Comment maybe?"
"You're such a great dancer..."
"Amazing...
"Flawless..."
"You're a beast on the dance floor.."
"You guys say i'm great and shit.. But mind you, when I was younger and attending dance classes.. There's this one person.. She was the meanest and rudest person I have ever met... whenever I dance in front of her she'll always gonna say that i'm wasting my time attending dance camp and all the bullcrap in the world.. that i'm no good..." Brittany said as she looked back at those memories.
Mike laughed quietly remembering what his friend was talking about.
"she always stompped at my heart and tear it in a million pieces... She once told me that, it's not always butterflies, sunshines and all that jazz shit! In order for a singer... A dancer... A performer to be great... That person should put a lot of effort improving themselves.. That's what we call practice... That's why we're practicing.. In other to be better.. Right?" she asked the glee club and they all just nodded.
"So yeah, I practiced everyday after school until my body got sore... But still she has negative comments on my dancing.. She told me I suck bigtime a lot of times honestly... But you see I never gave up... Yes I got sad.. Like a sad little panda.."
Santana giggled when she heard the word.
Brittany quirked her eyebrow amused at the latina. "But that never stopped me from wanting to be better... Be a better dancer... So those bullshit things they say against you.. Let them be.. Use it as something you want to prove to them that what they're saying was wrong... Suck it all up and grow up! You can't please everybody around you.." Brittany said as she walked in front of the latina.
"We have a few more days to practice... When Friday comes... You guys were gonna be great.." Brittany said as she looked over the rest of New Directions. "Consider this as the first step in winning Nationals.." she said with a smirk.
"Brittany's right.. Instead of you guys moping in the corner because of what Jesse said.. Why don't we shake our butts off and prove him wrong.." Mike said.
"And don't fucking cry for the love of everything! He's just being a douche.." Brittany said as she looked at the teary eyed Latina in front of her.
Santana's tears streamed down her face, she was about to wipe it when another hand beat her to it. She looked over and saw Brittany Pierce wiping dry her tears.
"Crying doesn't suit you Lopez.." Brittany said as she wiped Santana's tears on her cheek using her thumb.
Oh god. Her eyes... It's so blue, bluer than the ocean..
Santana smiled weakly at the blonde.
You have like the most beautiful brown orbs I have ever seen...
Brittany let go of Santana and went over to the speaker. "So shall we?"
"Yes!" They said in unison.
"Hey Brittany!" Kurt suddenly asked.
"Hm?" Brittany said as she pulled her sweat covered shirt off leaving her on a black Nike sportsbra.
No please don't. Control yourself Santana...
"Just wanna ask... Who's your mentor?"
"Yeah... she seemed like a great role model..."
Brittany smirked. "Oh.. You know it's just Holly Holiday.." she shrugged.
Rachel and Kurt's eyes bulged out while the rest of their confused.
"What?"
"H-Holly.. H-Holiday?"
Brittany furrowed her eyebrows. "Yes. Holly Holiday.." she said as she pulled her sweatpants up revealing her legs.
Please put a shirt on! Please put a shirt on or I won't be able to focus on this.
"Oh my god. She's like the goddess of broadway... She starred in 32 broadway shows and won 27 Tony's.." Rachel said as Kurt was staring at Brittany mouth hanging open.
Brittany laughed. "Let's practice!"
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So there goes the answer behind the phone call. They'll be back In NYC but for the weekend only. Don't worry!
So who's excited for the gala? How about Brittany's sister fashion show?
Leave your reviews loves! Thank you!