A/N I have got to be one of the worst writers in the history of fan fiction. I mean seriously, who starts writing a sequel of a story when said story isn't even finished. Hehe, guess I just got carried away. As always thank you for every alert and review. Please let me know what you think of this chapter.

Chapter 21

Santana's P.O.V

"Happy Birthday Sanny!" Was all I heard before someone jumped on me. I groaned when I felt all the weight of my sister on me. Not that she was heavy, it was quite the opposite actually, I just was not a morning person and waking up that way wasn't really the nicest way to wake up. I cracked an eye open to see Angie grinning at me as if I just told her she's be eating pancakes for the rest of her life and it made me smile.

"Is it today?" I asked her. There had just been so much going on lately that I had completely forgotten about my own birthday. I needed to get my shit together.

"YES!" She screamed. I couldn't help but laugh at her, she was just so adorable. "You're so old now." She whispered in my face.

I smirked. "Oh really?" Angie nodded but slowly moved backwards on my bed. "Let's see if I'm too old to do this." I said as I launched forward and tickled her. She screamed at me to stop while she was laughing and I laughed with her.

There was a soft knock on my door and I looked up to see my mom standing in the door with a coffee mug in her right hand and holding her forehead with the other. I frowned. "Are you okay, Ma?"

She walked to my bed and handed me the mug. "Happy birthday, San." She whispered and kissed the top of my head. I smiled at her and thanked her for both the coffee and the birthday wishes. I pointed to her head. "I'm fine; I just have this huge migraine." I nodded and took a sip of my coffee. Angie came back on my side of the bed and sat on my lap, resting her head in the crook of my neck. I kissed her temple.

I remembered my mom wasn't working today. "Do you want me to pick up Angie from school today? That way you can rest all day long if you want." I asked my mom.

My mom looked at me and smiled. "Actually, that'd be nice, San." She lowered her gaze to look at Angie. "What do you think?" She asked my little sister.

Angie of course was ecstatic. "Yes, yes!" She turned to face me. "Can Brittany come too? PLEASE!" She almost yelled and I froze. I had been able to keep the blonde away from my thoughts since the night before but I guess there was no turning back now. We needed to talk.

"Sure." I whispered.

I spotted Brittany at her locker after school had ended. She looked upset and lost in thought. I slowly made my way to her. She closed her locker and turned around just as I was standing in front of her. She jumped but kept her mouth close to keep her from screaming.

"You scared me." She said, grabbing her heart.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, suddenly looking at everything but her. God, why was this so awkward? "Can we talk?" I finally asked her after a few seconds. She nodded.

"FINALLY!" We both turned around to see Quinn standing a few lockers away from us with a big smirk tugging at her lips.

I looked at Quinn and then back at Brittany and realized she was wearing the same shocked look I was probably wearing.

Quinn walked to us, her smirk never leaving her face and stopped when she reached us. She was about to say something but I beat her to it. "Actually, I was just about to ask Brittany if she'd like to come with Angie and me to the ice cream place. She asked for you." I said as a matter of fact. "I'm sure she'd be happy to see you to, Quinn." I added once again before Quinn could say anything. "Shall we?" I asked but didn't bother to wait for an answer and walked towards the exit. After a few steps a looked back to see the two blondes walking to me. I sighed. Fuck I was so close.

Brittany's P.O.V

To say the ride to Angie's school was awkward would be the understatement of the decade. Santana was driving, of course and Quinn had insisted that I sit in the passenger seat, leaving her sitting in the middle of the backseat. From the corner of my eye I could see her looking back and forth at Santana and me and a smirk was still on her face. At least she wasn't saying anything. I was grateful for that. I don't know if I could have dealt with it.

Santana parked the car and as soon as she opened her door I heard Angie's voice screaming for her. I looked at her as she bent down to pick up her little sister. I smiled. The softer side of Santana was always coming out when she was with her sister and it was almost overwhelming. I remembered how I felt when I snuggled with Santana and tried my best to remove the though from my mind. I looked at Quinn and looked down at my hands on my lap when I saw that she was looking at me, her smirk bigger than ever, as if she had caught me doing something I wasn't supposed to.

Soon enough, we heard Angie screaming both of our names and we looked at our right. Quinn scooted over to the left side of the back seat so Angie would be able to sit too but my gaze went from Angie to Santana. She held my gaze for a moment and smiled at me. I felt myself melt under her gaze. I smiled back at her and she walked to her side of the car.

We were sitting at the ice cream place and we tried our best not to laugh at Angie eating her ice cream. She had ice cream all over her chin even if she tried her best not to. I caught Santana's eyes and we kept on looking at each other.

Quinn cleared her throat and we both snapped out of it at the same time. "Sanny you're funny when you're smiling like that." Santana hushed her little sister and focused on her milkshake.

"Did you have a nice birthday?" Angie asked Santana and her eyes went wild. I looked over at Quinn and the look on her face showed that she didn't have a clue either that today was Santana's birthday.

"It was okay." Santana mumbled.

Quinn looked at me then at Santana and a shit eating grin formed on her lips. "Today's your birthday huh?" She stated more than asked. Santana looked at her and nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Then it's settled. We're going out tonight." Quinn stated with her I'm up to no good smile. I looked at Santana and the look in her eyes mirrored mine. Well fuck me.

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