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COUPLE: Santana and Brittany Pt. 1 0f 2
SUMMARY: Santana and Brittany go to Vegas and Elope!
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"Santana Marie Lopez. We are not having this talk again. No is no. Get over it."
Santana had been trying so hard to get her moms permission for her and Brittany to get married. Sadly. It's not happening. Sure there still young, but they don't want to wait. They want to do it before its to late in their lifes.
"Mom your being ridiculous!" Santana yelled.
Her mother turned around and glared at her daughter. "No. Your being ridiculous. Santana your only 17. Can't you at least just wait till your in your twenties?"
She shook her head. "No mom. I can't. I want to get married now!"
"That's it! I've had enough of this conersation." Her mother said. "Your grounded!"
"Wh-what! You can't do that!" She yelled.
"Yes indeed I can. Go up to your room and don't even think about coming back down for the rest of the night."
"Fine!" Santana ran up to her room and slammed the door shut. "Stupid rules." She muttered.
She angrily dialed her girlfriends number and waited patiently for the blonde to answer.
"Hello?"
Santana couldn't help but smile. "Hey babe."
"Sanny! I was waiting for you to call for like.. Hours."
"I know B I'm sorry. I was trying to get my mom to give us her permission to get married."
"What?"
Shit. Santana thought. "I um..."
"You wanna get married?"
She smiled. "Yeah Brit. I really do."
"Awesome! Well I know my mom will say no for sure. What if we went to Vegas and eloped?"
"God I love it when you turn to the dark side."
"So is that a yes to Vegas?"
"It's a fucking Hell YES TO VEGAS!"
"Alright. So when do we do this?"
She thought for a moment and began to talk again. "How about this weekend?"
"Sounds awesome. I love you so much Santana."
"I love you to Britt."