Author's Note: I know you all want some interaction and I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that I made this somewhat of a broken thought/song type chapter. But I PROMISE the next chapters, that's chapters with an S, will be loads and loads of interaction. Please be gentle. :/ And to answer XenaGlee, Santana and Dave wore matching outfits when they showed them walking the halls looking for bullies to stop.
Santana's POV
"So I suppose we're going to the hotel now, huh?"
"Not quite."
"Am I being kidnapped?"
Brittany smiled as we pulled out of the BreadstiX parking lot and into traffic. She clicked on the radio and the sounds of Maroon 5 "Misery" surrounded the car.
"I love this song." I said with a smile.
"Me too."
"That was Maroon 5 with Misery coming at you full force through your load speaker. Now by request from all our lovers in the house tonight, I give you Dixie Chicks 'Landslide'."
The sounds of the guitar filled the car around us. We didn't make eye contact with each other, instead we let the sounds and lyrics of the music take us away.
"Took my love and I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide brought me down..."
Brittany shifted in the driver's seat keeping her eyes on the road, but I could tell there was something more in her eyes...Was it discomfort?
Brittany's POV
"...Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?..."
I felt Santana's eyes on me. I felt myself glow bright red. I shifted in my seat again. I wasn't uncomfortable with the song; as a matter of fact it was one of my favorite songs. But the song spoke volume. It spoke something I don't think Santana could understand or feel. It spoke with urgency. I wanted her to listen to the words and grasp them; I wanted her to feel them...
Santana's POV
...I wanted Brittany to see me looking at her with her beautiful blue eyes and feel the same way I felt. This song, this beautiful song that was playing on the radio was more than just some Dixie Chick classic, it was more than that. Way more. It was some weird sign from the heavens above to us. They were giving us a sign and I wanted Brittany to acknowledge it...
Brittany's POV
...I needed Santana to understand it...
Santana's POV
...I wished for Brittany to feel the way I felt, just listening to the words. Just listening...
"...Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes bolder, children get older
I'm getting older too, well..."
Listen to the words, Brittany. Listen.
Brittany's POV
I came to a stop light and continued my gaze at the license plate in front of me. With all the power inside of me I wasn't going to look at Santana, I couldn't look at Santana...I just couldn't...
Santana's POV
...Look at me Brittany, please. I need to know you feel the same way I do...Look at me...
"...Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes bolder, children get older
I'm getting older too, well; I'm getting older too..."
Brittany's POV
...Eyes on the road, Brit...Eyes on the road...
Santana's POV
...Look at me...Look at me...
Brittany's POV
I can feel her eyes on me. I can feel her body shaking...What did she want from me? I had nothing to give her...
Santana's POV
...She has everything to give me...I didn't want her car...
Brittany's POV
...Does she want my car?
Santana's POV
...I don't want her smile...
Brittany's POV
...I can barely smile, my lips are quivering. What is wrong with me?
"...So take this love and take it down
Yeah, and if you climb a mountain and you turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide brought down..."
Santana's POV
...I don't want her beautiful blue eyes...
Brittany's POV
...I feel my eyes beginning to water. Shrug it off BritBrit, shrug it off...
Santana's POV
...No, I don't want that...
Brittany's POV
...Please stop looking at me. What do you want, Santana? What can I possibly give to you?
Santana's POV
...I want her heart...
"...And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe, well maybe, well maybe
The landslide will bring you down"
"That was Dixie Chicks, "Landslide" and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as we here at the station did. But don't go anywhere, because we have Sugarland's very own Jennifer Nettles, so stay tuned."