Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! Omg! Who's excited for tomorrow night with me? And here's another long chapter...Since you all love those! :)
Brittany's POV
"You do realize that Artie likes you, right?" Quinn was whispering in my ear as we made our way down the hallway towards the library.
"I noticed."
"Sooooo...?"
"So what?"
"So do you like him? Usually I wouldn't allow you to date such nerdiness, but there's something about him that marks an interest."
"Then you date him."
"Rude?"
I sighed as I stopped at my locker to get my notebook.
"I'm sorry, it's just you're not the first person to talk Artie up to me."
"Hm, usually best friends are the only ones who should."
"Right, but then you'll have to add in Artie's best friend and not to mention half of the Glee Club and surprisingly his ex-girlfriend." I grabbed my notebook and slammed it.
"Tina? Tina tried to talk Artie up to you?"
"It's sad really."
"Clearly this guy has it bad for you."
"Clearly."
"You can't just ignore that."
"I can if I wanted to..."
"Do you want to?"
I shrugged, "I never thought of me and Artie as a couple."
"Because of the chair?"
"No, because, well, I just never thought about it."
We continued to walk down the hallway until we reached the library. Ms. Jones was waiting for us and instructed us to take a seat.
"How's the pen pals going so far?"
"Good." We all said in unison.
"Great, well log on, time is wasting!"
"Did I tell you that Sam emailed me last night?" Quinn asked as I logged onto the chat room.
"Nope."
"He said he enjoyed my company, pretty sad, but sweet."
"Nice."
"I sent him my photo..."
"You sent him your what?"
"Oh come off it, he's not a serial killer or anything. I doubt Ms. Jones would hook us up with those type of people. Besides he sent me a photo back."
Quinn clicked on her email and a picture of a blonde boy with hazel eyes and a very cherry mouth popped up.
"Not bad for an English guy." She said with a smile.
"Nope, not bad at all."
Santana's POV
Wednesday was finally here, I felt myself growing excited as I took a seat in our school library and logged onto the chat room. I found Brittany's name and clicked on it ready to start a conversation but then hesitated. I would seem too eager to speak to her if I spoke first; it was her turn to talk to me first.
"You're pathetic." I heard Maria say as she took a seat beside me.
"Excuse me?"
"She's using you, Santana."
"Why do you have this sudden knowledge that she's using me?"
"All pen pals use other pen pals."
"Not true, my last pen pal didn't use me. We talked for a week and he seemed nice, until, of course, I stopped communication with him. I wonder what Jed's up to now anyway..."
"Probably using another defenseless Spanish speaker."
I sighed and watched as my screensaver popped onto my computer. Where was Brittany?
Brittany's POV
Where was Santana? Did she not want to talk to me? I felt my stomach turn into a knot and couldn't imagine myself sounding so stupid. She was all the way in Mexico, miles away from me and here I sat waiting eagerly for her to talk with me.
I never got around to those questions I wanted to ask her, the movies took up more time than I thought. Artie made sure to sit next to me and ask me any and every question that popped into his head. It took every bit of energy in me not to hit him upside the head.
"Why aren't you talking to your pen pal?" Quinn asked me.
"She hasn't sent me a message."
"Send her one first, dummy."
BrittanyP: !
Santana's POV
I heard the ding of my message alert chimed and moved my mouse so the screensaver would dissolve. I smiled at the message from Brittany.
SantanaL: !
BrittanyP: I thought you had forgotten about me.
SantanaL: I thought you forgotten about me!
BrittanyP: Never. How is your day going?
SantanaL: I've seen better ones, you?
BrittanyP: Sigh.
SantanaL: Awe, what's wrong? Too many guys asking you out? LOL!
After I typed it I felt my stomach turn into a knot. Why did I even go there?
Brittany's POV
I read Santana's message and couldn't help but laugh hysterically as I typed.
BrittanyP: Not too many, just one annoying one.
Santana's POV
"Annoying, huh?" I found myself saying aloud and letting my stomach relax a little.
SantanaL: Y annoying?
BrittanyP: I'm not into the guys that pressure me into dating them. I like my guys relaxed and cool...I bet you have all the guys in Mexico
SantanaL: I get along nicely...
BrittanyP: What's it like down there anyway? Boy wise, I mean.
SantanaL: We have some cuties, we have some duds. We have the wannabees and we have the weirdos. We have EVERYTHING! LOL! How about in Ohio?
BrittanyP: I've seen cuter, I'll put it that way.
SantanaL: LOL!
BrittanyP: Is it wrong that I'm growing tired of the boys here? I need a new adventure. Something bigger and better.
SantanaL: Like?
BrittanyP: Idk. Nothing has ever popped.
SantanaL: Hmmm...
BrittanyP: How old are u?
SantanaL: 17, u?
BrittanyP: Same.
SantanaL: What's your favorite toe?
BrittanyP: My favorite what?
SantanaL: Haha! I've learned that if you ask someone random and weird questions you learn more about them.
BrittanyP: I see...Well, if I had to choose a toe. I'd choose...My big one.
SantanaL: Y?
BrittanyP: You didn't say I had to explain you just said pick one!
SantanaL: LOL! Okay, okay.
BrittanyP: What's your favorite finger?
SantanaL: The middle! ;)
BrittanyP: I figured you say that.
SantanaL: What is there to do in Lima?
BrittanyP: Uh...BreadstiX
SantanaL: What's that?
BrittanyP: What does it sound like?
SantanaL: A weird fitness place
BrittanyP: lol! Not quite, it's a restaurant.
SantanaL: U go there often?
BrittanyP: TOO often. What's there to do in Mexico?
SantanaL: Well, I wouldn't be a good person to ask.
BrittanyP: Y?
SantanaL: Cuz I mostly just go to the mall and then come back home and dance.
Brittany's POV
"She dances?" I said aloud. Quinn looked at me and smiled.
"Well duh! We have to get them to come here to dance with us, remember?"
"I know, I know, but I don't...I just never figured..."
"Figured what?"
My message alert chimed.
SantanaL: Do u dance?
"She must be stupid." Quinn said rolling her eyes.
"Don't call her that."
BrittanyP: Yes. What's your fav type?
SantanaL: Uhhh...Hip-Hop style.
BrittanyP: Mine too!
SantanaL: :D
BrittanyP: What did your teacher tell you when he/she gave you your pen pal?
SantanaL: HE said nothing. We're just getting new pen pals.
BrittanyP: He didn't mention that we're flying our pen pals here after a month of talking?
Santana's POV
"That's so not fair if you get to go to Ohio and I don't." Maria protested.
"I think you do too...Wait..."
SantanaL: Is there a Finn Hudson in your class?
BrittanyP: Sadly
"Yeah, you get to come too. Finn is in her class."
"So, we're not just being used for our Spanish culture we're being used for our kick ass dance moves?"
"Why do you assume we're being used?"
"Because we are!"
"Just because Nathan..."
"I swear Santana, say his name again and it'll be the last name you'll ever say." Maria rolled her eyes as she clicked off her computer and stormed out of the library.
BrittanyP: What I tell u about leaving?
SantanaL: LOL! Sorry!
BrittanyP: y did u ask about Finn?
SantanaL: My best friend is his pen pal
BrittanyP: O
SantanaL: So when exactly were you going to mention that we'd be meeting in a month?
BrittanyP: Haha, idk.
SantanaL: So I get to dance with you?
BrittanyP: Exciting, isn't it?
SantanaL: Not if you can't dance.
BrittanyP: I can dance. Believe me I can.
SantanaL: Prove it.
Brittany's POV
"Prove it? How am I supposed to prove I can dance via chat room?"
"You take videos of yourself dancing all the time, just send her one." Quinn said with a shrug as she typed.
"A video?"
"Oh come on, I sent a photo of myself to Sam and nothing bad happened."
I shrugged as I went to my email to locate a video of myself.
SantanaL: Hello? Now who's the one leaving who?
BrittanyP: lol. I'm sending you something.
SantanaL: Should I be scared?
BrittanyP: Maybe...;)
I attached a video to the chat room and pushed sent. I backed away from my computer a few inches and waited...
Santana's POV
I clicked on the attachment and a video popped up. It was a girl, probably taller than me, with beautiful shiny blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. The sound of Empire State of Mind was playing in the background as she danced to it. Almost as if her feet wasn't touching the ground, almost as if she was an angel floating on her cloud. She was amazing and beautiful; I couldn't take my eyes from the screen.
I watched that video probably three times forgetting Brittany was even still on the chat room until I heard a ding.
BrittanyP: I hope by your non-typing-back that means you liked my video?
SantanaL: That is so not you n that video
BrittanyP: Excuse? Of course that's me!
SantanaL: Wow...
BrittanyP: Is that a good wow or a bad wow?
SantanaL: It's a great one. You are amazing.
BrittanyP: *taking a bow* Thank you, thank you, no photos please.
SantanaL: LOL! I wish I had a video of me dancing...
BrittanyP: Take one today and send it to my email
SantanaL: Don't laugh at me!
BrittanyP: No promises. ;)
SantanaL: LOL! What's your email smartie?
BrittanyP:
SantanaL: Dancing queen?
BrittanyP: Well, I am! What's yours?
SantanaL: It's very simple:
BrittanyP: So u sing AND dance?
SantanaL: Yup, yup.
BrittanyP: I think I'd rather hear you sing than dance.
SantanaL: I have an audio clip with me...I'll send it.
Brittany's POV
I waited patiently as she sent the audio clip. I grabbed my earphones from my bag and plugged them into the computer. When my message chimed I clicked the audio and was blown away by the voice. She was amazing; she was singing "Valerie". I felt my eyes slowly close and my ear streaming red from the eargasm I was being forced to endure as I looped her voice. She was so mind blowing I could barely contain myself in my seat.
SantanaL: ya like?
BrittanyP: I love! You have an amazing voice.
SantanaL: *Takes a bow* thank you, thank you, please feel free to take photos.
BrittanyP: Haha.
"Ten minutes ladies and jets, ten minutes!"
BrittanyP: :(
SantanaL: What? U wish u could sing like me? I know, I know.
BrittanyP: Hardy har, actually I have 10 mins left.
SantanaL: Awe
BrittanyP: Soooo what to discuss for those 10 mins?
SantanaL: I'll start. How did you learn to dance like that?
BrittanyP: I watched a lot of mtv as a kid.
SantanaL: Who were your dancing icons?
BrittanyP: Britney Spears mostly. How did you learn to sing like that?
SantanaL: I took vocal classes when I was like 9. I sang in my church choir a lot too, so that helped.
BrittanyP: Who are your singing icons?
SantanaL: Mostly the legends. Like Madonna, Whitney Houston, etc.
BrittanyP: You're really talented.
SantanaL: No way, you are.
BrittanyP: We both are.
SantanaL: Maybe one day we can dance together and sing...Can you sing?
BrittanyP: Of course, not as well as you though.
SantanaL: You're playing it down, I know it.
BrittanyP: How do you figure that?
SantanaL: Most of the greatest artists down themselves so someone else can feel good.
BrittanyP: You're deep
SantanaL: LOL! As the ocean!
"Five minutes!"
BrittanyP: Well email me your dancing clip and I'll try to record myself singing
SantanaL: Can't wait to hear it.
BrittanyP: Can't wait to see it.
SantanaL: I'm excited for the end of the month already
BrittanyP: But you haven't heard me sing yet.
SantanaL: Doesn't matter.
BrittanyP: :)
SantanaL: I don't want to ruin the mood of the day...but can I ask you something?
BrittanyP: That's what pen pals are for...
SantanaL: Ha, yeah...Uh...this pen pal experience thing...Is it just a use?
BrittanyP: I don't get it.
SantanaL: Are you using me just for my dancing?
BrittanyP: No, are you using me just for my dancing?
SantanaL: Never
BrittanyP: Well, now that that's settled, I have to go...Laters Singing God.
SantanaL: LOL! Laters Dancing Queen.
I logged off my computer as Quinn was doing the same thing.
"So how did it go today?" She asked.
"Santana can sing! I mean sing sing, she has an amazing voice."
"And what did she think of your dancing?"
"She liked it."
"Great, just imagine it Brit, in a few weeks they'll be here and out of our hair for good."
"Uh...Yeah..."
"Don't loose your main focus here Brit." Quinn gripped my shoulders, "You have a college scholarship to an amazing arts school. They're going to be here in a month right along with those out of state weirdos. Once they see you dancing they're going to love you. Don't lose sight of that just because of some Mexican chick who can sing."
"I'm not losing sight of anything..."
"Good, let's go to the mall. I saw the cutest top yesterday." As Quinn rambled on I couldn't help but gaze at my computer as the voice of Santana sang over and over in my head.