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Brittany's POV
I sat in front of the computer eyeing my screen for what felt like 20 minutes. I was staring at my cursor blinking as the page before me stayed blank, I had no idea what to write or say to this pen pal. I mean, what exactly do you even say to a pen pal?
"You have to write something." Quinn whispered to me.
"I have no idea what to say..."
"Look at my screen."
I turned my head to eye Quinn's screen.
Dear Sam,
Hiya! I'm Quinn Fabray, I'm 17, I'm a senior at William McKinley High School and I love to dance. What about you?
Hi Quinn,
I'm Sam Evans, I'm 17, I'm a senior at North Ridge High School and I love to sing and dance. What's your favorite color?
"You make it seem so easy." I said folding my arms across my chest.
"Maybe because it is."
I sighed and concentrated on my screen but nothing seemed to come to mind...
Santana's POV
My computer must be frozen or something I kept thinking to myself, my pen pal was making very little effort to start a conversation with me. Maybe she didn't want to have anything to do with me just like I didn't want anything to do with her. Hm, maybe she was smarter than I thought.
"You're not typing, Santana." I heard Señor Annoying saying as he peeked over my shoulder.
"Well neither is she." I retorted.
"Well then maybe you should make the first move." He said with a smile, "Here I'll help you."
SantanaL: Hola
"See how easy that was? Now just wait for a reply."
Brittany's POV
I looked at the new message that popped up on my screen and poked Quinn in the shoulder.
"She messaged me first..."
"Then reply back!"
"Uh..."
"It's not that hard...Here I'll do it..."
BrittanyP: Sup
"I would never say 'sup'."
"She doesn't know that, now does she?"
I sighed.
Santana's POV
"Sup? Did this girl actually just say that?" Maria said from beside me, "Ha! She's gonna be an entertaining one, that's for sure."
SantanaL: So, uh, what's up?
Brittany's POV
"See, I spoke ghetto and she gave me ghetto back."
"Oh don't be a baby, just reply back Brittany style."
I sighed.
BrittanyP: Nothing really. I just want to say that I didn't type 'sup', my best friend did. I guess she thought it would be funny or something.
Santana's POV
Santana smiled to herself, she enjoyed her honesty.
SantanaL: Well, since we're being honest: I didn't type in 'hola' my teacher did. I don't even speak Spanish like that.
BrittanyP: That's a bummer. :(
SantanaL: Y?
BrittanyP: How will you help me with my Spanish homework if you don't speak Spanish?
I let out a low chuckle which sparked Maria's attention.
"How cute, she wants you to do her homework for her."
"Chill, it was a joke. I laughed."
SantanaL: LOL! I feel so used!
BrittanyP: Haha! Sorry! So, Santana is it? Tell me about yourself.
SantanaL: What would you like to know?
BrittanyP: Uh...
SantanaL: Brain working overtime over there?
BrittanyP: lol No!
SantanaL: Aww, did I push a button?
BrittanyP: Nope, unless you meant the keyboard.
SantanaL: Lame comeback
BrittanyP: U win some, u lose some
SantanaL: I'm a known winner here
BrittanyP: O really?
SantanaL: Yup, yup. I'm captain of our cheerleading squad.
BrittanyP: Me too! Well, that's a lie actually my best friend is the captain of ours. I'm just on the squad.
SantanaL: Awe, couldn't make captain?
BrittanyP: Didn't want to
SantanaL: Y not?
BrittanyP: Y would I?
SantanaL: Captain is the best title you could have, like, ever.
BrittanyP: No, the best title I can have is Brittany S Pierce.
I took a moment to reread the last line and found myself blushing. I was surprisingly having fun talking to Brittany.
"Ten minutes left!" I heard Señor Annoying announce behind me.
BrittanyP: Hello? Oh come on, don't tell me I offended u
SantanaL: Nope, not even a little. I was just struck by your last line
BrittanyP: What about it?
SantanaL: It was gutsy
BrittanyP: That's a good thing right?
SantanaL: LOL! Yes.
BrittanyP: Coolio
Brittany's POV
"Coolio? Did I really just put 'coolio'?" I smacked myself with my hand to my forehead.
SantanaL: I'm sad :(
BrittanyP: y?
SantanaL: I only have 10 minutes left to talk to u
BrittanyP: don't tell me you're enjoying this convo
SantanaL: K, I won't tell you
BrittanyP: LOL! I was supposed to be asking you about your culture! I totally forgot
SantanaL: It's nothing to ask really. I eat tacos a lot and it's hot here. Boo-yah!
BrittanyP: LOL!
SantanaL: I would ask about yours, but idc
BrittanyP: Ouch . . .
SantanaL: Not to be mean, but if you ask one white girl you've asked them all
BrittanyP: What makes you think I'm white?
SantanaL: I can see you through the screen
I moved back from the screen for a minute or two...
SantanaL: The fact that you actually believed what I just said just proves that you're white...and blonde
BrittanyP: I think I might be offended
SantanaL: Just being real here, would you rather me lie?
BrittanyP: No, I guess not.
Santana's POV
"She must think I'm a bitch..." Maria took a look at my screen.
"Yup, probably. But that's great right? That way it'll be so much easier to cut her loose after this week." Maria patted my back.
"Uh...Right..."
BrittanyP: You have really got to stop leaving me hanging like that
SantanaL: Sorry . . . I was thinking
BrittanyP: About?
SantanaL: How Lima is the ugliest name for a city I've ever heard of
BrittanyP: lol. I believe garbanzo was taken
Brittany's POV
I smiled at my own weak joke.
SantanaL: haha!
BrittanyP: I surprisingly enjoyed this convo
SantanaL: me too, which is odd. I usually hate my pen pals.
BrittanyP: How many have you had?
SantanaL: This year? Uh...I think 6
BrittanyP: Wow...you're my first pen pal...like...ever.
SantanaL: Glad I could be the first.
BrittanyP: Me too :)
Santana's POV
"Everyone time to log off, hope you all enjoyed your conversation and captured some form of information about their culture."
I sighed as Maria logged off her computer.
"Nothing but crap, that Finn guy was totally not interesting..."
SantanaL: :(
BrittanyP: ?
SantanaL: I have to go. Sorry.
BrittanyP: It's cool, same time Weds?
SantanaL: Def
BrittanyP: Laters
SantanaL: Later
I clicked off and slung my book bag over my back while Maria eyed me.
"What?"
"You do realize that these 'pen pals' only use us for one thing right?"
"I know, I know."
"She doesn't care about you, Santana. She just wants to learn about Spanish culture. What Google and all those other search engines won't tell her, don't bail on me now."
"I'm not bailing anywhere, I just liked the conversation. Is it a crime?"
"No, I'm just saying. Remember what we are to them, Santana. We're nothing but their credit, that's it."
I rolled my eyes as I walked behind Maria, but caught a glimpse of my computer and smiled to myself
Brittany's POV
I logged off my computer and eyed Quinn's screen as she typed in her email to her pen pal.
"Uh, Quinn..."
"Don't say it, Brittany. Sam is surprisingly entertaining...How was your conversation with Sarah?"
"Santana." I corrected, "And it was actually pretty sweet. I like her."
"Well, don't get too attached." I looked at her questioningly, "Remember what Ms. Jones said, they're just our culture enterprise. Help us with our dancing and then we give them the boot. No need to get attached."
"Right, I'm not."
"Good, let's go to BreadstiX. I'm starving." I slung my book bag over my back and eyed my computer with a smile.