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Brittany's POV
"You really do have an amazing voice." I said to her as she took a seat on the edge of the stage.
"You sound shocked."
"No, not at all. I've just never heard you live before. It took the wind out of me, so to speak."
I took a seat beside her. We dangled our feet over the edge. She took out two water bottles, handed me one, then screw the top off of her's and began to drink.
"Those chairs are going to be filled come Saturday night." She said after her long drink of water.
"Yeah... Are you nervous?"
She shrugged, "I guess I should be, but I'm not. Are you?"
"I've done performances before. They become a part of you after a while."
"Oh..."
"I was thinking..."
"Yes...?"
"The music that we have playing behind us when we dance is kind of fast tempo yet slow..."
"That's the general idea." She took another gulp of water.
"But what if we changed it."
"How?"
"We could sing while we danced, prove we're real performers."
"Um..."
"It would show off your singing skills just as well as your dancing."
"What made you think of this?" She stood up now, walking towards her towel that laid on a chair.
"I was just thinking, randomly." She eyed me, "You have a beautiful voice Santana, and I just want everyone to witness it."
"Would you be singing with me?"
"Yeah...It'd be like a duet type dance-singing thing."
"I see…" She took another drink from her water bottle, "I guess I could do that. We could dance to what we planned originally and then sing afterwards and dance."
"Sounds like a plan."
Santana's POV
The days were creeping up on us as the performance grew closer and closer. I wanted so badly to be with Brittany in ways she couldn't imagine…
Brittany's POV
…But what's the point of being with someone when you know you can't have them? Yes, you have feelings for them…
Santana's POV
…And you know they have feelings for you…
Brittany's POV
…But you live here…
Santana's POV
…And they live there, not to mention the whispers and pointing behind your back. But I can't say I truly care about that…
Brittany's POV
…Then again I'd be lying…
Santana's POV
…I just wish she knew how beautiful she was…
Brittany's POV
…And how talented…
Santana's POV
…And how not being with her is probably the biggest regret I'm ever going to make…
Brittany's POV
…I just wish she knew…
Santana's && Brittany's POV
…How much it's killing me to not call her mine…