- Brittany POV -

We've been on the road for almost 7 hours and we're almost just nearing New York.

The weather's been crazy and we had to go a little slow awhile ago for safety. Thankfully, the GPS hasn't failed us yet. So, at least that's a good thing. Santana has been driving since we left for Cambridge even after numerous attempts to convince her that I could take over for a while. Maybe it's because she's overprotective of her car? I don't know. The least I can do is not fall asleep and bombard her with random and funny stories to keep the brunette awake and alert.

We've had five stopovers already for bathroom breaks, a quick snack, and during two of those, for gas. Santana was a trooper when she stopped in a nearby gas station from her place and checked everything from extra gas, tires, water, and the works before we went on our journey while I grabbed some water, food, and all the necessities for our trip in the convenience store. It was actually sexy to watch her do some car talk. Makes me wonder about doing it in the car-

Ahem. Anyway...

When we finally reached Buffalo by 5pm, my mouth watered upon seeing people eating those awesome wings in just about every corner of the street even with this kind of weather. Santana laughed when she saw my reaction and pulled over beside the "Best-damn-wings-you'll-ever-have" place she goes to for a stopover. And yes, she's so on point with the title.

"Oh my gosh, this is just too good!" I exclaim in between bites of my wings.

"I can see that." Santana mutters with a grin.

We proceed to eat through a dozen or two - well, I ate a lot - in silence. After recuperating from the food coma that we had, we decide to go on our merry way again but not before I speak up.

"You need to stop driving and let me take over." I tell her seriously.

"Huh? No, I can do this, Britt. It's just a few hours and we'll get to Chicago then you could take over."

"No. You look really tired, San. Just let me take over even for just an hour or two while you take a nap?"

Santana looks at me for a while as if she's weighing on her options. "I don't know, Britt..."

"Please, San? Just for two hours, then you can drive again. I'll take care of your car, I promise." I give out a pout and as soon as she sighs, I knew the battle is won.

"Alright, alright. Enough of that." Santana chuckles and shakes her head while she hands me the keys as we get in the car.

I sit on the driver seat and look at the pedals in a little panic. It's been awhile since I've driven a car, let alone stick. I try to get familiar with the handles again as I start the car before putting on my seatbelt.

"You look like you've seen a ghost, what's wrong?" Santana asks me with a raised eyebrow.

I wave my hands in disregard. "No!" I say a little too loud and even she was surprised with my tone. "I-I mean, it's been a while but I can handle this. My dad's car is stick, so I know how to drive this.." I release the handbrake. Then press on the clutch and let go of it as soon as I step on the gas. "..thing."

Suddenly, the car accelerated a little too fast for a few feet before I hit the brakes hard and it went dead. An old man literally jumped for his life towards the edge of the sidewalk in surprise. He didn't get hurt though but I heard some profanities being yelled at us before he walked away again.

I look at Santana and who's staring back at me like I'm the girl from the exorcist or something. She just looks freakin' scared that I almost laughed were it not for the erratic beating in my heart from what just happened.

"A-are you sure you know how to drive a car, Britt?" Santana finally speaks after a minute of complete shock between us.

"Y-yeah. It's just really been a while."

"How long exactly?"

"About a year?" I tell her with a fake smile and her eyes widen instantly.

"What?! Look Britt, I know you mean well but you need to let me drive or else we might die. There's a storm coming too so we need to get a move on." Santana rambles with a serious expression and I just resort to pouting because all I really wanted to do is help.

There was a little silence before I heard a sigh from her. "You and that pout." I look at her and I see a small smile. "Okay. I'm giving you just an hour, okay? I need to rest my feet and legs too since it's kinda killing me."

I elicit a grin and in a fit of joy, I pulled her closer and kissed her on the cheek. I must have caught her in surprise because she's kinda blushing now. I wanted so bad to kiss her and I can see that she does too when I see her biting those red lips. I didn't mind already, I just want to be close to her. So, I lean in and close the gap between us. After a quick kiss on the lips which she thankfully returned, I pull back and wink at her playfully.

"You taste like wings." Santana tells me with a smile.

"Why, that's the sexiest thing anyone has ever told me." I mutter sarcastically and we laugh.

"Okay, enough joking around. We need to get to Ohio before 8pm, at least." She tells me with a small smile and I nod in agreement. The brunette shuffles closer to me and proceeds to refresh my mind a little about this kind of transmission. After a minute, she looks back at me.

"So, this is a sports car and a really fast one at that. When you release the clutch and step on the gas, it's bound to accelerate a little more than the normal ones, okay? So, just take it slow and I'll be here if you need help."

I nod and proceed to do as she says. We pull out of the parking lot safely and are now on the road. I'm doing fair so far and as I turn to look at her, Santana's already giving out a small smile and visibly relaxes.

"Hey San?"

"Yeah?" She replies while looking out the window.

"I lied about the one year." I say shyly and she just chuckles at me. "It's more of a year and a half?"

Santana looks at me for a quick second and just shakes her head with a smile.

"Make that two." I say with a fake smile and her smile faltered for a bit. "Just kidding!" We both chuckle and I focus my attention on the road once again.

Actually, I wasn't kidding on the last part.


We're almost in Ohio now and the road is getting a little harder to see with all the snow. Luckily, there are a few cars on the road right now all going in the same direction. I finally got the hang of Santana's car and everything's a bit stable now. Yeah, it stalled twice or thrice at first because I forgot about the clutch when I stepped on the break but I got it all under control now.

I look at my right to see that Santana's taking a nap. So, I take this as my time to review some stuff that happened for the past week. Or when Rachel and I had visitors the night I had my first date with Santana.

Yep, the mystery of the tight blue dress.

I immediately went home after my shift at Adam's to get ready for my date with Santana tonight. I look at the clock to see that I still have a little more than half an hour before Santana picks me up from our place. Thankfully, I already picked out an outfit last night in the form of skinny jeans, a semi-loose blouse, and flat shoes before I went to sleep. So, I'd only have to take a quick shower and put some light make up on then I'm good to go.

This past month has been kind of rough for me. I did some math to realize that I'm cutting it short with my bills, rent, and some school stuff. So, I decided to take up some more shifts and ever since I got better, I also lent a hand doing some barista work. The downside though was I have to work twice as hard in catching up with schoolwork, making me lose a lot of sleep and well, I got to see less of Santana. I even started to get sick. It even got to the point that I was too shy to face her because I know that she'd been expecting for a date and the brunette is just respecting my space knowing that I'm busy with everything.

I got my pay today with some bonus and thankfully, it was just in time for rent, some bills, and even enough to spoil myself a little. I enter our apartment with a smile on my face knowing that all the stress for this month has been finally lifted off my back.

"Rach, I'm home!" I cry out while putting down my backpack on the floor.

I see her standing by the kitchen looking uneasy. "Hey, Britt. I kept calling you.. Uhmm.. There's something I need to-" She whispers while approaching me before I cut her off.

"Oh, sorry wasn't able to check my phone. Don't worry about my part of the rent and bills." I take out my wallet and hand her some money. "Just got my pay today and then some!" I add with a grin.

"Er.. You don't need to worry about that."

"What? Why? Don't tell me that you paid my half. We talked about this, Rach." I say a little confused.

"No! Err.. It's already paid for. For a year." Rachel mutters without looking at me.

"What?! How is that possib-" I say a little surprised but the sudden appearance of a middle-aged couple from the other side of the apartment almost gave me a heart attack.

"Brittany! Honey!"

"There's our princess!"

It's my parents.

I was a little too shocked to process what's in front of me. The next thing I knew, they were both hugging me. I take a quick once over at my father to see him still looking like a model, very dapper with his designer suit and beach blonde hair. My mother, who's wearing a dress looks like she's never aged a day. With her golden locks down and simple make-up.

"Uh.. Hey m-mom, dad." I say when everything finally sinked in. "W-what are you doing here?"

"Well, we came by to see you. You haven't called for a while and we miss you so much, dear." My mother exclaims while rubbing me on my shoulder.

"True. Besides, there's a little art auction here in Cambridge. We thought that it's a good excuse to come visit you since we know that you hate us just dropping by without anything else to do." My father winks and it made me elicit a smile.

"That's nice. Where's Brianna? LT?"

"They're back at home. Your little sister's busy with school and Lord Tubbington, well, you know how he is." My mom mutters and chuckles. "You should call her though, she has lots to tell you about school." I nod and keep that one in mind.

"There's also another reason why we're here." My father's tone turns serious and I look at Rachel to my right to see that she's also nervous.

"Uh.. I think that's my cue.." Rachel trails off while starting to walk away.

"I'll let you pass this time, Rachel." Papa Pierce sternly says as I see the brunette slowly walk towards her room but not before giving me a warning look. "You, sit on the couch." He adds and I silently obey while they sit on the sofa adjacent to me. They look at each other for a moment before sighing.

"We found out that you got into an accident, had your bike destroyed, working two jobs and yourself to death, even starting to get sick, and a lot more things without even letting us know, Brittany Susan Pierce." Mama Pierce mutters. Oh boy, whole name basis. I'm so dead.

"We understand that you're trying to be independent and all but this is just getting out of hand, princess." Papa Pierce trails off. "We suddenly find out that you're strapped for money and working overtime to catch up with your bills while sacrificing your health and academics? We're not liking this."

Rachel. I bow my head down and close my eyes for a bit. Yeah, I'm a little pissed off but I know that it's all done in good faith by her worrying over me. We're like sisters, after all.

"The bank also told us that you haven't used any of your cards even once since you got here. Even once, Brittany. You have two black AmEx cards, come on!" Mama Pierce is also kinda pissed off right now and I continue to look down at nothing. "I mean, we're proud of what you accomplished independently so far here, we really are. But we're still your parents."

"For god's sakes, Brittany. There is nothing wrong with asking for help from us." Papa Pierce exclaims. "I mean, what's the use of working our asses off and having a lot of money when my own daughter can't even benefit from it?"

Uh.. Yeah. You heard that right.

Secret's out.

"I'm sorry, Dad. Mom." I whisper while giving out an exasperated sigh.

"Just don't let it happen again, do you understand? We've just been worried sick about you. There we were back in Illinois, thinking that our daughter is healthy and great then to hear all those things about you? We had to practically pry out all this information out of Rachel the hard way." Papa Pierce mutters.

"As punishment, you'd have to quit your job and focus on your academics first." Mom exclaims.

"W-what?" I reply in surprise.

"Listen to your mother, Brittany." Dad says with authority. "You need to experience law school as it is. We want you to. You can work all you want after you graduate and become a lawyer. For now, we just want you to relax and live like any other girl your age. Study, make friends, maybe even fall in love. Don't worry about anything else. You are lucky to be so extremely privileged while everybody else is hoping to get at least a little glimpse of all this. Take this chance for granted, live a little."

"But..."

"No buts and maybes, Brittany." Mom adds. "Your account has been replenished and you're required by us to use your cards. Don't deprive yourself, dear. We already paid your lease for the whole year so the both of you can focus on studying and anything else. Don't worry, we already had this talk with Rachel's Dads. Living independently before in Princeton might have worked for us but not now. We just want what's best for you, honey."

"You'll be done with law school in two and half more years and will start to have your own life. You've been completely independent since you started in university. Just study and we'll do the rest. Please let us spoil you for a little while before you completely venture on your own, my princess." Dad says with a weak smile.

There was silence. My parents were only giving me sympathetic smiles and I knew I was hooked. I sigh heavily.

"Can I at least think about this?" I ask them hesitantly even if I know that I already lost this argument. They both look at each other before taking a deep breath.

"Of course." Dad chuckles.

Yeah, I'm incredibly lucky that they're imposing this all on me but I really do want to be independent. I don't want to live behind their shadows. I don't want to be known as the rich kid forever. I haven't even had the courage let anybody else know besides Rachel.

"Well, you have to go get dressed now. The box is on your bed." Mom exclaims while smiling at me.

"Huh?" I'm pulled out of my thoughts by my mother's sudden words.

"You're coming with us, aren't you?" Dad says.

"I.. Uh.."

"What is it honey? Do you have something to attend to?" He adds looking slightly disappointed.

I do, actually. Just a date with the girl of my dreams, dad. But they came all the way to visit me and I missed them too. I do a little weighing and seeing that they made the extreme effort to come here across the state, I settle with coming to the auction. I'll just have to do some skipping after half an hour of being there, I guess.

"None." I say with a forced smile.

"Good. You should get ready then. Rachel's probably halfway to getting ready. We'll just wait out here and watch tv." Dad grins.

I nod and sigh defeatedly as I walk towards my bedroom and shut the door behind me. I open the box on my bed to see an absolutely beautiful navy blue dress which perfectly hugs my body. Santana will really like this one.

Oh no, Santana! I take my phone out instantly and see a couple of missed calls from Rachel from awhile ago. I quickly type a message and send one to Santana notifying her that I'll be late. Then, I proceed to go to the bathroom and take a shower.

I don't care if I'll go bowling in a dress. I'm still determined to make it to that date.


After an hour, Santana wakes up from her slumber.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty."

"Where are we?"

"Hmm.. Ohio. Only an hour left and we'll be out of Cleveland."

"Cool." She says before popping a gum in her mouth.

Silence takes over us until I elicit a yawn. I've been driving for almost 4 hours now and it's getting kinda late. Plus, this weather is making it really hard for me to clearly see things. Or maybe it's just the fatigue.

"Hey, Britt. How about we check in for the night? This storm is just getting worse and I think we need some rest too."

"What?" I say lazily as I yawn again. "It's okay. Just a few hours and we'll be in Chicago."

"No, Britt. We have to rest. It would be better to continue driving tomorrow morning when the storm has passed." She tells me with a yawn as well. "See? It's contagious already!"

We both chuckle and I nod. Santana's right, we're both tired already and if we want to get to Illinois in one piece, we need to rest. After a couple of blocks, we finally find a decent hotel to spend the rest of the night with an underground garage. As we park, we notice a lot of traveling cars too indicating that a lot of people have thought about the same thing as us.

We use the lift and a stereotypical hotel front desk greets us when the door opens. As we move towards the desk, an Asian woman greets us. I realized that Santana and I didn't talk about how we'll do room accommodations but being the awesome person that she is, the brunette already has plans in mind.

"Hey Lucy Liu.." Santana trails off and the receptionist looks at her in surprise. "Look, we're extremely tired and just want to skip all the talk so we can gets our sleeps on, okay? So, don't tell us that all you have right now is a room with one king sized bed for the both of us because that would be too cliché, like exceeding Nicholas Sparks novel levels, right Jackie Chan?"

"You had to ask." I say with a chuckle as we enter the deluxe king room the receptionist gave us.

Santana just rolls her eyes at me. "Well, we don't have a choice either way. So, no complaining allowed."

"Who says I'm complaining?" I tell her with a smirk as I proceed to sit on the king sized bed with my legs crossed. Santana holds her gaze on me while biting her lip until she suddenly clears her throat.

"I.. Uh.. I'll go get changed." Santana says as she hurriedly goes to the bathroom.

I chuckle and proceed to stand up as I take this as a time to check out the room. It's a typical hotel room with a semi-high ceiling, king sized bed, and a flat screen television. Just enough to get someone through the night. Seeing that Santana's changing in the bathroom, I decided to change right where I'm standing.

As soon as I replace my pants and shirt with a big shirt and shorts, I lay on the bed and turn the television on to luckily catch Bridesmaids just starting on HBO. I laugh heartily when Kristen Wiig consistently failed to climb Jon Hamm's gate. After a few minutes, Santana came out wearing almost the exact same attire as me.

"Look at that, we can pass off as twins!"

"Please don't ever say that again. I can't fantasize about my twin now, can I?" Santana tells me with a smirk as she moves towards the bed.

"Oh God. Let's not ever mention the sister thing ever again."

"Ever." Santana mutters with a smirk then clears her throat. "So, are you comfortable sharing a bed?"

"Of course. How about you?"

"Likewise." The brunette says with a smile and proceeds to cover her body with the blanket. "I almost assumed that you didn't want to."

"Nah, it's not like it's our first time sharing a bed. And even if it was, it wouldn't be a big deal at all."

"Cool. I was afraid that you'd have to sleep on the floor." She winks and I shake my head with a grin. We proceed to watch the movie for a while until I remember that I'd have to brush my teeth and get ready for bed as well. When I came back though, I saw the cutest thing ever! Santana trying to stay awake through half-open eyes. I chuckle at the scene before me. Santana looks so cute! Like a baby trying hard not to fall asleep.

I go to the bed and move closer to her. "Aww.. Look at you, all that's missing is a pacifier." I say with a small laugh which made her wake up a little.

"Well, I could suck on other things.." She exclaims with a smirk.

"I'm amazed on how you can still flirt even when you're already practically asleep."

"I try." Santana says with a wink.

"Uh-huh. Come on now, I'm more comfy than your pillow." I tell her and she agrees to move closer to me as she places her head on my shoulder. As Santana does so, I feel that she's a little uneasy. Maybe at the level of closeness? I know that she's really tired and being uncomfortable is the last thing I'd want her to feel.

So, I test the waters and softly place her head closer to me as I lean mine over hers. I feel her relaxing beside me and I push the boundaries further by pretending to yawn and stretch my arms then putting it behind her waist.

Oh my god. I just did the most cliché thing ever.

I hear her chuckling beside me with our attention still towards the television. "You did not just do that old school thing, Britt."

"What old school thing?" I feign innocence.

"That thing boys do when they want to put their arms over a girl's shoulders in cinemas!"

"What? No way!"

She playfully slaps me in the thigh. "You know, you can actually just put your arms around me and skip the old school stuff."

"Yeah, yeah. You got me." I tell Santana and pull her closer to me by the waist. I hear a little squeak and a giggle from her but nevertheless, she quickly looks at me and grins as she hugs me back tighter while we turn our attention to the movie again.

This moment is just so unbelievably perfect. I feel like I'm on cloud nine. I think about what's waiting for me at home though. Will Santana's view of me change after knowing who I really am? Should I tell her now? I wouldn't want her to get shocked when we arrive home, so it's really now or never.

"Hey San? Uh.. There's something I want to tell you. It's been eating me inside for a couple of weeks now. You might get mad at me or leave me in a bus station after hearing this but I want you know the truth." I give out a deep sigh before continuing. "My family.. We have money, San. My parents they're rich, like really rich. I know it's unfair that I kept this from you. And the reason why-"

A snore. Just a cute little snore from Santana.

I chuckle at this and think that maybe it really wasn't the right time after all. We're tired, sleepy, and just done for this day. It's a sign, I guess. I resign to watch the movie while I hold her close to me under the covers, seeing that she's very comfy and all.

It got me thinking of a conversation I had with Quinn two weeks ago, a little before my first date with Santana.

I arrived home a little after dinner from my shift at Adam's to an empty apartment. Thinking that Rachel is at Quinn and Santana's, I sit down on the couch and tried to relax a little first. I pull out my phone and check my messages to see one from Santana and one from Brianna.

From Santana: Hey Britt! I haven't seen you around that much. Everything alright? :)

I sigh. The last thing I want Santana to think is me trying to avoid her or worse, that I don't want to be around her at all. I decide to reply later though and open the second message first.

From Brianna: Hey Britt! You'll never believe this but I got in the cheerleading squad! It's been two weeks since we last talked, can't wait to tell you all about it! Miss you! Xoxo Bri :)

I grin like a kid. My sister and I are unbelievably close but college and law school happened which kinda hindered us from talking as much as we do. We try to catch up through an hour long or more phone call every week though, in which she tells me all about high school and a few boys she thinks are cute. Just reading her message make me so proud of her. I really can't wait to see her on Thanksgiving.

"You look like someone who won the lottery." A voice from the kitchen surprises me. It actually made me jump. I turn my attention towards the voice to see that it's Quinn drinking some water.

"Oh gosh, where did you come from?!" I exclaim in surprise.

"Under the cupboard, actually. Rachel made me look for her jasmine tea. She said that she needs to drink one after taking a bath." Quinn chuckles. "So, who is that?" She points to my phone.

"Uh.. Just my sister. She got in the cheerleading squad back home." I grin proudly.

"Oh, that's nice." She mutters with a small smile and takes a seat on the bar stool just behind the counter. I smile back at her. "Had a tiring day?" She adds.

"Yeah. Work has been killing me and school has been crazy. A day off would be nice but someone needs to pay the bills." I tell her with a slight chuckle.

"You don't even need to work to pay for the bills. You could even buy Adam's, if you wanted to."

I freeze a little but try to disregard her remark. Does she know? I do a fake laugh."T-that's a nice joke, Quinn." I tell her nervously.

"You can stop pretending now. I know who you are, Britt."

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Drop the act." Quinn tells me sternly in a semi-whisper. "I know everything."

I just look at her for a second and then sigh. There's no getting out of it. "How did you know?"

"The other day I was preparing dinner for Rachel when I saw a black card sandwiched in a book by the coffee table. I thought it was Rachel's book and grabbed it with the intention of returning it to her. You could imagine how surprised my face was when I saw your name on a black AmEx. Rachel doesn't even have one and denied to tell me anything. Curiosity got the best of me and after some googling, I found out that you're the eldest daughter of a property and investment magnate. You're richer than all of us combined, maybe multiplied by 10. Your family's worth billions yet you act like the poorest kid around."

I hang my head low. This wasn't how I planned it to be known. "I-I..."

"What I don't understand is why you have to hide it, Britt. Did your parents disown you or something? Are you ashamed?"

Too many questions that I don't want to answer to answer right now. "No, we're great. It's just.. sometimes when people know who you are, they tend to take advantage of you for what you have. "

Quinn stares at me for a moment, like she's trying to figure me out. "You think we'd do that to you?"

My eyes widen in surprise. "W-what? No! You're mistaken! That would be the last thing I'd think about you guys. It's the first time I actually feel at ease with a group of people. It's always been Rachel and I." I sigh. "Just had a bad experience in school before that messed me up. I don't wanna talk about it anymore, if it's okay."

Quinn gives a sympathetic smile. "Were you even going to tell us?"

"After thanksgiving, actually. I want to take the stress off everyone's back first before a big blow like this."

"How about Santana?"

"I don't know, Quinn. When I feel like it's the right time then everything will fall into place. Just give me some time and I'll tell her myself. You know how she is."

Quinn nods. "You're a good friend, Britt. I hope you feel the same way about us." She adds with a small smile and I smile back at her. "I do."

Suddenly, Rachel walks into the living room with a grin. "Okay. I won't pretend that I wasn't behind the door for the last five minutes listening to this heartfelt conversation about our secrets, lies, and the truth behind the secret life of Brittany Pierce."

Quinn and I both roll our eyes playfully at her then proceed to make small talk like nothing happened.

The movie just ended and by now, I'm really, really sleepy. So I fix my position and lay Santana down on the bed, careful not to wake her up. She instantly comes closer to me though and lazily places her arms on me. I smile at the scene before me and can't help but kiss her on top of her head before turning off the television.

"Goodnight, San."


- Santana POV -

I wake up to the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.

Brittany's face inches from mine. I'm sure Brittany naked would be a second close one.

I wrinkle my eyes for a moment and then get a better view of her body. Er.. our position. Wanky. I see that my arms our draped across her torso and we're literally glued together. I laid there looking like an idiot just staring at her stunning face, not a damn trace of pimple, wrinkles, or anything.

I remove some hair away from her face and gently brush her cheeks. But of course, stupid me wakes her up. I stare at her as she opens her eyes and instantly smiles at no one. Suddenly, I feel her arms tightening against me and pulling me closer to her.

"What do we have here? A beautiful girl in my arms upon waking up? Must be my lucky day!" Brittany tells me with a grin.

I break out into a grin myself and giggle at her remark. Actually, giggle.

"How about that, San? We haven't even went on our second date and I already got you into bed." The blonde tells me with a smirk.

"I think you have that confused by my achievement of getting you into bed."

We look into each other's eyes in a mischievous way and I immediately know where this is headed.

I didn't waste any time anymore and lunge myself at her with a kiss which she returned almost instantly. Brittany's lips are the softest I've ever kissed and the way they move against mine, wow. I'm beginning to think that they were made for me. I swipe my tongue against her mouth and I hear her whimper. So, I decide to push it a little further and move my body so that I'll be on top of her. Suddenly, our tongues move around against each other and our hands are roaming in each other's body. I move my hand around the skin on her waist as she places her hand on the side of my thigh which made me release a little moan. When suddenly..

An alarm rings out from nowhere.

Dammit. Out of all the times, come on! I groan at this but Brittany held me firmly against her and blindly reaches for her phone to turn the sound off while we still engage in a heavy make out session. When she finally does so, the blonde turns the both of us over and she's now on top. We release each other for a second to take a breath. I just stare at her beauty in awe, and at those usually cerulean blue eyes which have now turned into a dark shade of blue. And as if I'm not yet surprised, Brittany proceeds to one by one hold my arms above my head. I look at her in sudden surprise to see that her smirk ain't leaving anytime soon. Wow, this just so unbelievably sexy. I think I almost came just from the sight of her being this commanding.

Brittany then proceeds to lean in for another kiss but as she does so, her phone rings.

Freaking rings!

Why is the world preventing me to get laid?! I haven't gotten laid in three months and when the opportunity presents itself, this happens?!

We both groan again and Brittany hides her face on the crook of my neck. Instead of getting irritated, she laughs instead. The blonde lets go of my arms and lays beside me still laughing. I look at her funnily.

"Why are you laughing?"

Brittany tries to catch her breath for a little while before replying. "Nothing. You look like you're about to punch someone from frustration."

"Hell yeah, I am! I was about to have my way with you then your phone distracts us, twice!"

The blonde drapes her arms around me and looks at me in the eyes. "Aww.. Sorry, San. Maybe it's the universe trying to tell us not to do it yet. And correction, I was about to have my way with you."

I roll my eyes at her but after holding me on the chin and directing my face towards her as she pulls me into a quick kiss. Everything was thrown out the window.

"How about we continue this later in my old room?" Brittany tells me while wiggling her eyebrows and I pretend that I didn't think it's cute.

"We need to get going now too so I guess it's fine."

"Yeah, the sooner we get to Kenilworth, the better."

Wait, what? Kenilworth, as in the rich town Kenilworth?

Brittany must have sensed the look on my face and stops to look at me.

"Uh.. Why don't you go ahead first? I'll just call my mom back and update her." The blonde tells me nervously.

I just nod in agreement and grab my stuff as I go to the bathroom. Her statement clouded my thoughts until I finished taking a shower.

Maybe I was right, after all.


"I've just noticed something." Brittany mumbles while sitting on the passenger seat.

"Yeah?" I mutter with my eyes still on the road.

We've just finished having breakfast at this diner here in Cleveland and have only started on our journey again not more than 15 minutes ago after making sure that my car can still travel in a nearby gas station. We also agreed to change places once we reach a few kilometers before Chicago.

"You're an old soul." She says. I look at her with a quick smile albeit with a confused face. "Every song that's played are classics. I love it, don't get me wrong though. You're specifically drawn to MoTown."

"Is that so?" I ask her playfully.

The blonde nods her head frantically. "Yeah. Look! That's like four songs alternating from Marvin Gaye and The Temptations already!"

I chuckle at her words. "I think you may be right."

"You bet I am." She tells me with a wink and a sudden silence occurs.

"Hey!"

I jump in surprise but managed to hold on to the wheel tightly as I look at her with wide eyes.

"Let's play a game." Brittany tells me with a grin.

"Are you usually this chirpy every morning?"

"Only when I wake up cuddling with someone as special as you, San."

I blush a little at her statement and from the word "cuddling", I try to disregard this though. "So.. Uh.. The game?"

I see her smirking through my peripheral vision. "Right, the game." The blonde looks up for a moment. "How about I rummage through your playlist and randomly choose a song then you'll tell me a specific memory or something that reminds you of it? I'll share my thoughts about it too." She finishes with a grin.

I stick out my bottom lip and shrugged. We're about three hours away from Chicago, so might as well do something interesting. "Alright then."

"Cool!" Brittany exclaims and I shake my head with a chuckle at how energetic she is right now. Suddenly, the song changes to that of "Easy" by The Commodores and Brittany turns to look at me with a grin.

"Nice choice." I say. "Hmm.. I remember my mom and dad slow dancing along to it during their anniversary. It was very sweet, actually."

"Aww.. How cute is that?" Brittany gushes. "I don't have a memory about this song but I've always thought that it's really nice and romantic."

"True that!" I cry out and Brittany chuckles. "I've always thought of slow dancing along to this song someday too."

"Really? I didn't peg you to be the type, San." Brittany teases with a wink and I just smirk.

Then, the song changes to that of "Be My Baby" by The Ronettes as she sings along it.

I grin at the sight of her singing. "You know this song, huh?"

"Yeah. We danced along to it in a production back in junior high."

"I bet you're a great dancer and I can see that you have a nice voice too. Wow, I got lucky!" I exclaim with a wink.

"You're just trying to get in my pants again, San." She teases back.

"Maybe." I smirk. "Hmm.. I sang this back in tenth grade for some program, I think."

Brittany's face contorts to that of confusion. "How come I've never heard you sing yet?"

"I don't know, No occasion calls for my awesome voice just yet." I say with a shrug.

"Well, I'll make sure to get you to." Brittany mutters before changing the song to that of "Baby Love" by the Supremes. I chuckle and she looks at me.

"I think I was making out with someone at the back seat of my old car back in college when that song played." I give out a small laugh but when there was no reply, I do a quick glance at her to see her pursing her lips.

"Britt, how about you?"

Still silence. "Oh, nothing. I don't even like this song. I'll change it." She quips nonchalantly, looking a little pissed.

I feel my eyebrows wrinkle. Is she.. jealous?

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, of course! Why wouldn't I be? I mean, I'm totally awesome and all that crap." Brittany exclaims with an eyebrow raised.

"Are you.. jealous?"

"W-what?! Of course not! Why would I be jealous? It's a just a stupid song that reminds you of making out with someone that isn't me. So, no, why would I?" Brittany rambles while waving her hand in disregard.

"Uh.. Okay?" I notice that I've been smirking for the past minute so I just nod while doing so.

The blonde clears her throat and proceeds to change the song to that of "My Girl" by The Temptations.

"Oh, that's one of my most favorite songs!" I tell her.

"I can tell." Brittany chuckles while I sing along to the song.

"It reminds me of you, actually." I tell her with a smile. "Because as the song says, you give me sunshine on a cloudy day."

I see her blush at my remark. "Back at you, San."

Suddenly, Brittany grabs my hand and I feel her weave her fingers through mine in a tight lock. I look at her for a second then proceed to kiss the back of her hand while still holding them tightly. I then feel her shuffle closer to me as she looks at my iTouch once again.

"Another song?" I ask her playfully.

"Nope. I think we're done playing games." Brittany tells me with a tight-lipped smile as she repeats "My Girl" again as we drive into the morning sun.


We finally reach Chicago a little after 11am. Brittany and I switched seats a little over two hours ago after we stopped for gas. She then tells me that it's only an hour more before we reach our destination, just in time for lunch. As we drive through the streets, the blonde randomly points out random places and things to me.

"Oh, look! They have the best deep dish pizza ever! You have to try that!" Brittany exclaims and I smile at her excitement.

Speaking of dinner, I was actually thinking of just asking her to go out here in Chicago instead. It would be memorable and she could show me around. I think it's a great idea but kinda makes me nervous since I've never been on a second date. At all.

I turn my attention to her. "Hey Britt, I was wondering if maybe we could have that date tomorrow night here in Illinois? Then show me around your town or something?"

Her face instantly lights up and elicits a big ass grin. "I'd love to, San!"

I grin as well. "Cool then!"

We bask in a comfortable silence and I turn my attention to the sights before me but not before speaking up again.

"How's your parents like? I mean, are they strict or something?"

Brittany hums. "Not really. They're probably the nicest people you'll ever meet. I guess they're just overprotective when it comes to me and my sister though."

"I see. How about your sister?"

"Oh, she's fun. Brianna's a generally jolly kid but she's really witty and smart."

"Like her older sister?" I say with a smirk.

"You're really that desperate to get in my pants, huh?" Brittany winks at me.

After half an hour or so, Brittany announces that we've arrived at Kenilworth. Yeah, the rich town they always say at the news. And the sign did the town justice.

Brittany drives slower as we pass by a lot of beautiful houses. There are a couple of people on the street walking with their friends, children, and dogs. My whole attention is now directed towards the big houses that come our way and I'm impressed with the level of sophistication around this town.

Eventually, we turn into a gated community. We weren't even stopped by the guards, Brittany just waved at them and they smiled back. Weird.

As soon as we enter the gates, we're greeted by a long street surrounded by big, dark orange trees. I bet it would be beautiful during the start of fall. We weave through the road until we turn somewhere and see big houses again, bigger than the ones we passed by a while ago and even more sophisticated than the ones I admired previously. What I've noticed is that this gated community had fewer houses though. So, by judging the sights as I see them, I guess it's for the richest among this town.

"That's Rachel's house." Brittany mutters while pointing to a big, colorful house on the right. My eyes widen at how big and beautiful it is. I follow it with a stare until it disappears from my view. Midget's got taste.

We turn into another road and I see a really big, beautiful house from afar. Complete with a fountain and the works. It's probably the best and most beautiful I've seen out of the whole town.

"Look! That house is so huge and pretty!" I tell Brittany as I point to the huge mansion from afar.

She just chuckles nervously at me and we proceed to get on with the ride while I continue to check out the houses we come across. It wasn't until that I slowly notice that we're coming closer to the huge mansion I pointed to a while ago. Until a few minutes, we're only a few feet from it and I get a better glimpse of the house. And wow, this mansion is the bomb.

The walls are painted white with a rustic feel to it while the customized floor surrounding the house is a beautiful gray kind albeit covered with some leftover fall leaves. There are two cars parked in front too, just beside the fountain. An Escalade and a BMW Sedan. The house is so freaking big that I feel like a midget just staring at the mansion. It almost reminds me of that house featured in the "Blank Space" music video.

I was intent on staring at it until Brittany pulls over beside the two cars in front of the fountain and turns off the engine. It was so sudden that it took me by surprise. At first, I thought that she just wanted me to get a better look at it by moving closer but when I take a quick glance at her, I notice that she's a little nervous and is avoiding eye contact with me.

Suddenly, my attention is drawn to the mansion's front door when a middle-aged couple both dressed in simple jeans and shirt comes out together with a teenage girl wearing a dress, all with blonde hair and sporting big grins. They were followed by the fattest cat I've ever seen in my life.

My heart instantly stopped beating at the sight.

"We're home, San."


Xoxo