AN: sorry the update came a little late but I started school again and things got busier. But here it is now.

Hope you enjoy ;))

Santana was looking for Quinn who was nowhere to be seen so she was getting impatient. But then suddenly she heard laughs through the hall and stopped.

"You really had to see her face. It was hilarious." A man's voice said.

Santana instantly recognized as Brett's voice. Who was he talking with?

"So are you saying you were quite a handful kid?" The other voice says.

It was Quinn. What the hell why is Fabray laughing together with Brett?

Santana thought that but what she really was thinking was: why not me instead?

Now Brett and Quinn was closer and Brett saw her.

"Oh good morning Miss Lopez." He says with a professional tone.

Quinn turned around to see Santana. "Hey S. I was just talking with Brett, he is supper funny." Quinn said smiling.

"Stop Quinn or else I will blush really hard. And nobody likes a tomato guy cleaning the floor." He replied.

Are they like flirting? Ugh it sounds a lot like flirting and why this is pissing the shit out of me?

Santana tried to hide her jealousy inside. "You know what else people don't like? Employees who don't work so please start the cleaning." She said annoyed.

"Why you always have to be a bitch and ruin the mood?" Quinn said, shocking Santana. Sure Quinn always had a nasty comeback to equal Santana's but never in front of employees and never so serious. Was Quinn getting really sick of Santana?

"It's okay Quinn. Miss Lopez is right, I do have work to do. If you want you can join me and Rach for lunch." Brett winked to Quinn.

"She will lunch with me, Pierce." Santana said.

"No, I would love to join you and Rachel. Thanks Brett." She winked back.

It was too much to Santana. First Brett had her mother's attention and now he is stealing her best friend? Hell to the no.

Brett saw Santana was getting angry. "Okay it's my cue. Have a nice day." And then he left.

"What is wrong with you today? We agreed that we would be professional with each other in front of other employees." Santana said.

"Oh yeah? And what would you understand about being professional uh? There is something wrong with you Santana! Not me." And Quinn also left.

Now Santana was standing alone in the hall.

It was lunch time and Quinn still wasn't talking with her, Santana decided she will give Quinn time and talk with her tomorrow. Today she would settle with lunching alone.

Santana didn't mind being alone but she hated feeling lonely and she was feeling it now, sitting at BreadstiX alone. She felt like crying.

Lately she's feeling more sensitive. It is always like that when her mother is in town and truth to be told, the badass bitch image that Santana gives was only that, a image. She was actually a softie when alone but nobody knew that, not even Quinn. She always showed her strongest side, build with thousands of walls. If you don't seem to have feelings no one can hurt you, right?

Brett had a lot of fun with Rachel and Quinn at lunch. He was suspicious about the nature of Quinn and Rachel relationship, there was a lot of intense eye contact there to be only a friendship.

After lunch he said goodbye to the girls because his shift was over and he was heading home.

As he was walking, something got his attention. He saw a brunette sitting alone in a fancy ass restaurant called BreadstiX. He was trying to ignore his safety instincts that were saying if he went there, Santana would only hurt him.

But again, something about Santana makes Brett do things he wouldn't do normally and he hated it. It was like a magnet, he couldn't explain it.

Santana was eating her like 20th breadstick when she saw the blonde coming in her direction.

Great, could this day get any more painful?

"God do you work here too? How many works do you have?" She asked incredulously.

Brett laughed. Santana had a different kinda of humor but sometimes she was funny. "No, I don't work here but once I applied." He said looking at her.

"And what are you doing here? I thought you hated me."

"I don't necessarily hate you. Sometimes you are really mean and hurt my feelings and I get sad and then James say I am like a sad little panda." Brett says like it was the most normal thing to say.

Santana wasn't used to hear men talking about their feelings and using words like "sad little panda". She couldn't help thinking Brett was really cute. But she was never going to vocalize that, instead it came something more like that:

"Do you realize you just spoke like a toddle right?" Santana replied.

Brett smiled and sat in front of her. She raised her eyebrow at him.

"I think I can now understand your pattern." Brett was still smiling

What a smile.

"What do you mean Pierce?"

"You are mean when you feel you have no control over things. You are really mean when I try to do small talks with you because the idea of a new person entering your life is scaring you." Brett stated simply.

Santana didn't like to be confronted about her feelings. She don't talk about feelings and hates when people try to.

"Or maybe I just really hate poor people like you and if I let you come closer to me I may catch lice or I don't know maybe the plague?" She was trying to hide how much Brett's remark affected her because it was true. She was terrified of how Brett made her feel.

"You see, you are being mean again. You just proved my point."

Damn you Brett Pierce.

"Look I don't know if you hate me because I am indeed poor or if there is another reason but I don't think you are a bad person. Quinn told me how much you have already done for her. You just say really bad things." Brett said looking at her eyes. "Quinn is getting impatient with you."

Oh so this is about Quinn. Great. Santana thought.

"Oh you are now her personal doggy? Sucking up the boss uh?" She smirked but was actually jealous.

"No, not really." Now Brett was getting annoyed so he stood up to leave. "If you don't talk with her and say you are sorry for not taking your job seriously you will lose her." Brett said.

Santana was feeling sick with the idea of losing Quinn, her only and best friend.

"Thanks." She said almost whispering.

Brett smiled. "Always a pleasure Miss Lopez. Have a nice day." And then he left.

Santana was also almost leaving when she saw that something was written in the napkin.

It was a number and a smiley face.

"Here it is my number if you need help learning how to say I am sorry ;)

Ps: It's Brett Pierce in case you are thinking there is some stalker lol"

She couldn't hide the smile anymore. Brett made her genuinely smile with a napkin.

Damn you Brett Pierce.

AN: I will try to update sooner but no promises.

Please let me now your thoughts ;)