*Chapter 7*: Pt. 3 - DQ's Arrival
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Original Writer: YoungTruthLP (Tumblr: Shinodafan94)
Co-Author: Mechawolfx
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This story full rights belong to the credited people above, I just wanted to put a few edits (points of view, change some time stamps) to this story so I myself and maybe others could enjoy it a bit differently with a better understanding of what is happening. If you want the original story, please check out YoungTruthLP's version.
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June 18th, 2019
7:02 am
Burt's Garage
Santana arrived at work earlier than usual to try and get as much work done as she could, that way she could tune Brittany's RX8. She knew it would take about half a day to tune it and if she was going to have any chance of finishing it by the end of the day, The Latina needed to finish stripping her own car first.
When Brittany pulled in to the garage at 8 am, she smiled when she saw Santana taking off the last part of the car, which happened to be the front bumper, so now all that was left was the main body of the vehicle and its basic structure.
"Hey, you're nearly finished?"
Santana placed the bumper down by rear bumper and the side skirts off to the side. "Yep, everything's done. All we have to do now is make a list and get the new performance upgrades. Then I am free to help you with your car."
"There's no rush. My car can wait till your finished organizing everything first."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. You wanna start marking everything up now, or wait for the others?"
"Let's wait for the others, that way everyone is on the same page."
"Fine by me."
"Matter of fact, since we are waiting, let me take a quick look at your car. That way I can spend the day thinking about what I need to do later. You ok with that?"
Brittany handed over her keys. "Go ahead."
/
Later in the morning, Santana was given the keys to Burt's Dodge Ram truck, telling her to go collect the new parts that had arrived. Mia joined her in the truck as her passenger before everyone headed over to Holly's to get everything. As the Latina pulled onto the street behind everyone, Mia played around with her iPod and a few moments later heavy hip hop music was playing through her speakers. Santana smiled at the brunette's unusual selection of music, but certainly wasn't complaining.
/
"Life ain't a game (nooooo)
If you feelin' me (say yeah-yea) Flip the bird where (in the air) Fuck the world (we don't care)
It's time to ride out
Niggaz stash your cash at the hideout The Murderous I-N-C's en route
(Y'all hear me) feelin my shit the same (Y'all fear me) in every definitive way
(I'm really) the nigga that you need to get with Cuz y'all pop shit nigga, I pop clips nigga
Hot, but not the black four-dot-six nigga You know the Rule, thug heart nigga
And I don't need no fake friends, broke ties, loose ends There they go niggaz is at it again
Tyrin to befriend the nigga that they claim they love, but hate so much And really all we got is us
But fuck it, it's the same way they fucked me
Now I'm fuckin your broad in the back of a Humvee, go figure I'll have your niggaz pourin out liquor
All because you fuckin with the Rule nigga"
/
The crew escorted her to The Racer's Edge, where Holly and Blaine were waiting for them. Loading all the larger parts sky high into the back of Burt's truck and the smaller parts into the other cars they brought along, they began their drive back to the garage.
/
"Life ain't a game (nooooo)
If you feelin me (say yeah-yea) Flip the bird where (in the air) Fuck the world (we don't care)
Life ain't a game (nooooo)
If you feelin me (say yeah-yea) Flip the bird where (in the air) Fuck the world (we don't care)"
/
As Santana was poking around her car, watching as Rachel and Quinn laid out all the parts they picked up from the store, Letty walked up to her.
"This is it. I've gotta get you racing again, then finally I can start make some money off you. I tell you what, when you're not off doing your own thing, you're working here. If you can't find a tool in this garage, Miss Lima Heights Adjacent, you don't belong near a car."
Santana watched as Letty grinned and walked out of the garage toward her car, Mia walked over to the new crew member and started smirking, a clipboard cradled in her arms.
/
"Why, would a nigga with so much talent
Want to throw it all away to drugs and violence I know not the answers but I ask the questions Do all Muslims really study their lessons?
And how many Christians lie during confessions? I know I did when I was just a kid
Never told about the guns my uncle hid
Under my bed, and at night I played with them Kind of grew up to be sort of a loose cannon Before my sins, I'm asking you to let me in Lord help me, I been through all the pain
Now I wanna know who loves me"
/
That afternoon, as soon as Santana finished lunch and the rest of crew were still taking a break after working a solid day and a half on stripping her car, she walked over to Brittany.
"Ready to start tuning your car to be the best it can be?" she says, smirking at Brittany.
"You know it!" The other girl says.
They spent the entire afternoon working on the blue RX8, tuning the car, Santana directing the blonde to help her move things along quicker. Not that Brittany really minded, she was learning a lot of stuff she hadn't known before and she was sure this knowledge would come in handy when she became a full member of the crew. All she had to do now was win against Mike.
/
"Changes, changes
My mind is going through Changes, changes
My body's going through Changes, changes
My life is going through Changes, changes
Yo, looky here
I just wanna fuck all day, live my life Get high all day, my life
Maybe one day, I'll live right Fuck the world, it's my life"
/
Once Santana was sure she had covered all the basics of her fine-tuning checklist, she told Brittany to strap herself into the passenger seat.
"Where are we going?" The blonde asked, watching as Santana slid into the driver's seat before buckling herself in.
Looking over to her passenger, the Latina smirked as she slid the keys into the ignition. "For a test drive."
Brittany had no time to reply before Santana was already peeling out of the yard, sliding out onto the road and speeding away from the garage.
"Did you have to do that?"
Santana laughed as she glanced back over at the blonde, shifting up a gear as she focused back on the road. "Sit back and relax."
/
Santana grinned as she pulled back into the yard of the garage, the car coming to a stop before she shut off the engine. "You ok?"
Brittany looked over at her and nodded. "That was cool. I never knew my car could go so fast."
"Neither did I, but it's up to my standards, at least enough for the time frame I had. It should be ok for now, but when we have some more time I'll go back and really fine tune it."
"Thanks for doing this for me."
"No problem" The Latina replied, unbuckling herself and getting out. "So, you have plans for tonight?"
"Not that I know of." She replied, locking the car and throwing Brittany her keys.
"You should come over to the house."
"If you're the one asking, I think I might just do that."
That evening, as planned, the crew were all at the house. Quinn, Dani, Santana and Tina were all in the living room taking turns on the PlayStation; while Mia, Brittany, Rachel and Marley were all in the kitchen. Letty finished up on her phone call and entered through the back door into the kitchen, clapping her hands together.
"Ok, everybody to their cars!"
"What?" Marley murmured in confusion.
"You all heard me. We're gonna go watch a race. I just got off the phone with Blaine and Kurt. It's a go!"
The racers in the kitchen did as they were told and once they all had some sort of outerwear on, they made their way outside towards their cars. Letty then made her way into the living room where the remainder of her crew were located.
"Ok lazy scrubs, get up!" The others looked up from what they were doing confused. "That means now. We're going out!"
"What?" Dani asked confused.
"We're going to go and watch a race. The others are already getting in their cars now as we speak. Come on!"
"Fine, we're coming." Dani groaned, picking herself up off the floor from where she had been sitting next to Quinn.
Once Letty was satisfied that they were getting up, she grabbed her car keys before heading out through the back door and over to her own car, seeing that the first set of members she ushered out of the house were ready and waiting for the rest of the crew to exit the house.
Once the house was locked up, they all got into their respective vehicles, buckling themselves into their race harnesses, and firing up their cars. Moments later Dani was the first person to pull away and soon enough the rest of the crew followed. It wasn't long before Letty overtook the crew cars in the way, due to her being at the very top of the driveway. Everyone else followed behind the older Latina, leading the way to the arranged meeting place. As they pulled into said location with Santana's added Skyline, they looked like a force to be reckoned with. This time, every single crew member was arriving in their own cars for the first time in months.
When Letty parked, the other cars followed in order. As Mia parked next to her girlfriend, Rachel came next followed by Quinn, Santana, Tina, Marley, Dani and then Brittany on the end.
As they all stepped out of their cars, Blaine stepped out of his Porsche which was parked next to Letty's Plymouth, Kurt got out of the passenger side and joined his boyfriend.
"Hey guys!" There was a mix of replies before he clapped his hands together.
"Ok, so are you guys ready for tonight? Who's racing?" Kurt asked, looking at the group of racers expectantly.
"Mike Chang's back in town" Letty said, hearing Tina sigh.
All eyes turned to the Asian woman, especially Santana. "Oh God, he's back already?" She groaned.
"Who's Mike Chang?" Santana asked curiously.
"First rate ass-hole" Marley offered.
"He can't control what he says, no filter. He's had it out for Tina ever since high school. It doesn't help that they both have the last name 'Chang' either." Santana nodded at Quinn's explanation, curious to see who this Mike Chang was.
"So who's the other racer?" Rachel asked from her place leaning up against Mia's hood.
"That would be me" All eyes turned to Brittany.
"What?!" everyone but Letty shouted.
The blonde shrugged. "I'm racing tonight"
"But Britt, it's Mike Chang!" Tina frowned.
"I know that."
"Then why-"
"Because I'm racing to become a crew member. I asked Letty yesterday and we set this up without you all knowing. I knew if I told you before Tina, you would have convinced me to back out, but I think I'm finally ready to become part of the crew permanently." As she said the last sentence, Brittany made sure to look at Santana, seeing the Latina smiling knowingly.
She knew that Santana was glad that she was taking her advice seriously, finally stepping up after years of being afraid to commit to something so huge. Now, with someone else having joined, especially a person like Santana, it was the jolt she needed to see that she was good enough to be one of them.
She was broken out of her thoughts by Dani.
"Looks like you're not gonna be the newbie anymore!" The blonde laughed, trapping Santana in a playful headlock.
"She'll always be the newbie to me." Quinn joined in, laughing at Santana's surprised face.
"Ok, enough!" Letty grinned, stepping in. "Let's get things ready. I don't particularly feel like talking to Puckerman much tonight, especially after having Lopez here join our crew. Let's go."
It was then that Puck walked over, smirking with Brody at his side. "Well, look who it is. What's up Ortiz? Enjoying your new driver that you stole from me?"
"I didn't steal her from you, she joined us willingly."
Puck glanced over at Santana who was resting up against the hood of her black loaner Skyline parked next to Quinn. "Where's your car?"
"In the shop."
"You're finally upgrading that rust bucket?"
"Just remember that rust bucket beat your drivers before even being upgraded, I'm upgrading it so it can destroy your sorry asses."
"We'll see about that. When the time comes, I expect a race to prove you wrong."
"I look forward to it."
Puck shook his head at the newest member of Letty's crew before glancing over his shoulder. "Mike!"
Moments later the Asian man made himself known, Santana catching sight of him for the first time. He walked over to Puck's side with a smirk on his face, his whole demeanor screaming arrogance. He high fived Sam as he came to a stop beside his crew leader, his gaze falling to Santana.
"Is this the newbie who chose not to join us?"
Puck nodded. "That's the one."
"Then I guess she made a big mistake. I'm gonna wipe the floor with you tonight."
"I'm not racing tonight" The Latina shrugged.
"You're not?"
"Nope, maybe you'd better ask who you're actually racing instead of jumping to conclusions."
"Fine. Who am I racing? Tina?"
The Asian woman in question sighed. "Oh please. Cut the crap Mike, I'm not in the mood."
"Not in the mood? You love to trade words and paint with me!"
"Yeah but only because you're an asshole!"
Before Mike could retort Letty stepped in. "Mike you're racing Brittany."
"What?! But she's not a crew member!"
"That doesn't matter, you're racing her whether you like it or not."
"Whatever, this should still end quickly."
"Hand over the pink slips. Both racers" Letty says. Mike and Brittany did as they were told, handing the required documents over to the Latina crew leader. "Go and line up at the start line. Quinn will be around with your camera's in a minute. Go"
As she turned back to her crew, Puck and his followers headed back over to their cars. She slipped both slips into the back pocket of her jeans and opened her passenger door, pulling out two dashboard camera's and handing them to Quinn who immediately got to work.
Santana stayed lent up against the Skyline as she watched Quinn work and admired how this evening she was a spectator instead of being a driver. As Quinn walked back over to where Letty's crew was sitting, Santana took a moment to walk over to Brittany. She was lined up next to Mike, who was sat in a red and black, modified 2012 Subaru Impreza.
"Hey" She greeted, leaning up against the open window.
"Hey"
"I guess you didn't just want me to fine tune for nothing earlier?"
"No, sorry I didn't tell you about the race…"
"It's alright."
"Are you sure? I wanted to tell you why you were tuning my car, but I couldn't. Me and Letty wanted it to be a surprise."
"I'm sure." Santana chuckled. "Anyway, I'm glad I could help. Just maybe next time tell me if you're racing, ok?"
Brittany grinned. "Deal."
"Well, I just wanted to wish you luck. I don't know what this guy is like as a racer, but he seems like an asshole so play it safe. I want you to make it across the finish line in one piece, got it?"
"I'll try and thank you."
"For what?"
"Believing in me."
"No problem. I'll be watching from here, so good luck."
"Thanks again."
Santana nodded and tapped on the side of the car, Brittany watching as she walked back to the crew to lean up against her Skyline. Taking a deep breath, she turned to her right and unscrewed the nozzle on her silver 5lb Nos bottle. When it let out a small hiss she let go and turned to her dashboard, lifting her cubby hole cover in between her seats and flipped on both switches on either side of her cup holder. She then put the cover back down and faced back to the road, her hands gripping her steering wheel tightly.
It was then that Mia walked over to the center of the road, standing in between the two racers with a white rag in her hand.
"You know the rules, this is two lap circuit race. Winner gets the 15k standard winnings. Mike, you ready?" She turned to the opposing crew member and he nodded with a loud rev of his engine. She then turned to Brittany. "Britt, you ready?" The blonde did the same and nodded, revving her engine loudly. "Ok then, one your marks...get set...go!"
As soon as Mia lowered the flag, falling into a crouching position, both racers were already off the line. The first leg was a good sized straight, Mike's clearly more powerful car pulled ahead. However, Brittany wasn't worried yet. He may have had the more powerful car, but she knew he wouldn't be able to handle the corners like her, despite the fact they were driving similar tuner vehicles. Tonight would be the first time she would show her hidden talent, something she had kept to herself, apart from Santana that is.
As they fast approached the first turn, she saw Mike swing wide as he tried to keep his speed. He was desperate not to let her win and it was costing him already. As she approached the turn, Brittany braked early and came out fast, making up some of the distance between them and coming up feet behind the other racer. As Mike dodged a battered Dodge going in the same direction as them, Brittany tried her hardest to keep up to the back end of his car. The blonde was feeling the difference from Santana's tuning from earlier that day that she wasn't able to feel from the passengers seat, knowing this tune job was going to make the difference between winning and losing.
/
Back at the start/finish line the two crews plus a few extra local street racers who found out about the race watched from their phones and tablets as the next turn fast approached. Santana smiled knowingly from her place in between Dani and Quinn as they watched Brittany's dashboard cam, her car sliding around the large bend easily and handling her speed and control like it is nothing.
"How does she do that?" Tina asked surprised from her place beside her girlfriend.
The rest of the crew, including Santana, didn't answer as they continued to watch one of their own races for a place as a permanent member.
/
As Brittany caught up to the Asian racer and pulled up beside him, he glanced over at her, surprise written on his face. As they made a slight turn to the left and then suddenly to the right Brittany swung around him, about to take over when he shifted up a gear and sped ahead once more. Growling, the blonde shifted up a gear herself and pressed her foot down even more on the accelerator, her car coming up beside Mike's Impreza once more.
Swerving to the right to avoid a brightly colored work van, once he cleared it Mike swerved back to the left, but instead of stopping beside the blonde he rammed into her, the RX8 losing some control as she struggled to straighten the car. When she glanced up, she could see him laughing at her, a smirk on his face as he swerved out again and back to try and hit her a second time.
Instead, knowing where she was, Brittany saw the fast approaching right turn and pressed her foot down on the accelerator, her car pushing ahead slightly. Tapping on the brake pedal she threw her steering wheel to the right and as soon as she was in position, her timing perfect, she snapped it into the opposite direction.
Her breath, and everybody watching through both dash cams, seemed to catch as her car slid around the large turn like something from another planet. Her drift was perfect, her many nights of practicing paying off and coming to fruition in the race that would secure her welcome permanently to the crew.
As she came out of the turn, Brittany checked her rear-view mirror to see Mike struggle around it, the Impreza finding it hard to find the perfect balance between control and speed. Mike was now trying his hardest to keep up with Brittany who was pulling ahead.
As he came out of the turn, Mike saw the blonde throw her RX8 into a left slide, car and owner drifting seamlessly around the corner. As she cleared the second turn she snapped back into a straight position, shifting up a gear as she sped down the road towards the final turn of the first lap.
Deciding to add a little more flare and keep people impressed she mashed her foot down on the gas pedal as she approached the corner, managing to keep control as she hit the brakes, the car flying into yet another perfectly timed slide. The crew watched from down the road as Brittany kept perfect control on the fastest drift she had ever pulled off.
/
Santana smiled as Brittany's car snapped back into a forward position and sped towards them. She had seen the blonde's drifting with her own eyes days before, but seeing her from a distance as she stood with the rest of the crew was even more impressive.
The blonde's determined face as she sped past everyone and across the start line to start the second lap, Santana could see Brittany wasn't just any other driver who raced for fun. She was good, but preferred to keep herself away from seriously driving for a crew. However, Santana had a feeling that after tonight that would end, the driver proving that if you put her to the test and actually went up against her, she was just as determined to win as any official member of Letty's crew. And that's what made Santana smile, knowing she had helped Brittany come to the realization that she should to kick things up a notch.
/
As Brittany sped along the straight strip to the first turn of the second lap, she knew that now she could finally let her hair down and tackle the track in her own way instead of pretending to handle it like Mike was. She knew she could have drifted around the turns the first time around, but she wanted to keep it tucked away for a turn that she could really show off on, like the one where she had the opportunity to overtake the other racer. Now that her secret was out of the bag, she was free to do what she did best.
As she threw her car around the tight curves in the road she couldn't help but smile. A combination of doing something she loved and high on the adrenaline rush of this being her initiation race, Brittany was surprised all she could think of was Santana. If it weren't for her, she would never would have been brave enough to take the leap required to become a crew member. She made a mental note as she sped around the last turn before a long straight to thank her for helping her take that step.
Fast approaching the large turn where she had overtaken Mike she saw him appear in her rearview mirror, the car close enough for her to see him with anger plastered across his face. Knowing that he was mad that she was close to winning it was crucial that she kept control around the last few turns of the course. But, no matter how much he tried, Mike couldn't keep up with her perfect handling of the corners, despite having the more powerful vehicle. She used that to her advantage on the rest of the course, till the very last corner. It was plain to see who the winner was going to be.
Just as Mike came around the last turn, he saw the RX8 cross the finish line, Mia waving the flag to signify Brittany had won the race. Growling he came to a stop a few feet behind the blonde and watched as the crowd, including the entirety of Letty's crew, surround her car.
"Go Britt!" Rachel cried, pulling the blonde into a bone crushing hug as soon as she had unbuckled herself and got out of the car.
"Thanks Rach" Brittany smiled back, tentatively putting her arms around the small brunette and hugging back briefly before pulling away.
She then accepted congratulations from the rest of the crew, Letty being one of the last people to hug her. "Welcome aboard Britt!"
"Thanks." Patting Letty on the back she pulled away and came across the last person to congratulate her, Santana. Smiling, she pulled the Latina in for a hug.
Santana felt the blonde squeeze her tightly as if she didn't want to let go.
"Thank you." Brittany whispered in her ear, only loud enough for the Latina to hear.
"My pleasure." Santana whispered back before pulling away. The two of them smiling brightly at each other, until Rory approached them.
"Brittany." He greeted.
She didn't even have to turn to know Santana was glaring at him over her shoulder. "What do you want?" She asked as she turned to face him, noting the smirk on his face.
"To congratulate you of course." Everybody was expecting Santana to pounce on Rory as soon as he wrapped his arms around Brittany, but she kept herself in check, determined to not cause any trouble on Brittany's winning night. When he pulled away, Brittany had a thought.
"Rory?"
"Yeah?" He replied expectantly, excited that she was talking to him past the simple and forced 'hi' greeting they usually exchange.
"What was that place you wanted to take me on a date? What was it called?"
"Breadstix?!"
Brittany smiled, nodding. "Yeah, that was it." She then turned to Santana. "Well, you can take me there. Friday at 7 sound good?"
Santana gulped nervously. "Yeah, that sounds great."
Rory's face fell as he realized the blonde led him on, only to ask out his somewhat enemy, Santana.
Brittany just grinned as she made her way back over to her car.
"Britt!" Just as she reached her car she looked up at the sound of her crew leader's voice. "You want his car?" She asked, referring to Mike's Impreza.
The blonde shook her head. "Nope. I'll see you all at Kitty's!"
Letty watched as the blonde slipped back into her car and buckled up, the tuner speeding off a minute later. When she looked at her girlfriend, Mia just shrugged.
"Come on guys, I guess we're going to Kitty's."
Quinn grabbed the camera from Mike as Letty made her way over to her Plymouth, the rest of the crew following her lead. It wasn't long before they were all in their own cars and speeding off. Puck and his crew watching as
the small fleet of cars followed their leader to Kitty's bar to celebrate.
When they were out of sight he turned back to his followers. "What the hell is wrong with you guys!" He yelled before storming over to his car, slamming the door closed as he got inside. He then pulled out his phone and searched his contacts before holding it up to his ear. It wasn't long before the other end was picked up. "We have a problem."
/
Brittany was parked along the front of Kitty's, leaning up against the hood as she waited for the rest of the crew to arrive. Soon Letty pulled up and parked in one of the free spaces ahead of her. Then Santana pulled up behind her RX8, the sleek black car looking especially good with the neon lights of Kitty's sign bouncing off it.
When they all started making their way inside Quinn turned to Dani who was stood waiting on the sidewalk. "You are coming D?"
"Oh, yeah. I just need some fresh air."
"Ok, we'll see you inside. I'll get Kitty to keep a beer glass for you."
The blonde nodded and watched as Quinn went inside. Leaning up against the hood of her Ford and crossing her arms she seriously considered just going back to the house and locking herself in her room. Despite being a stone- cold adrenaline junkie behind the wheel, when it came to actually facing Kitty after the other night, she was terrified.
She has never been in this position before and that was what was throwing her off. Dani never had a real relationship before and when it came to feelings like this, she was clueless as to what to do.
Knowing that her crew was inside waiting for her and would notice if she never came in, Dani decided to swallow her pride and be brave, slipping her keys into the pocket of her jeans and walked up to the entrance. With her hand on the door handle, she took a moment to take a deep breath before pushing open the door. She was immediately assaulted with the laughs and cheerful sounds of her crew as they celebrated adding yet another member, one they all considered part of the family before.
Taking a seat next to Quinn, the other blonde handed her a fresh beer and smiled. Dani sending an identical one back at her before taking a large gulp of her drink while relaxing back into the cushions of the large sofa.
/
Sometime later Santana had gotten up from her place beside Rachel to take a break from their excited energy. Heading over to the bar and taking a seat on one of the stools. It wasn't long before Brittany noticed the Latina was sitting by herself at the bar, she excused herself from her conversation with a very animated Rachel Berry, to join Santana.
Smiling, she sat on the empty stool next to her. "Hey"
"Hey"
"You ok?"
Santana nodded. "Ya, I just needed a break from Rachel." She replied, taking a sip of her drink.
Brittany watched her carefully as she talked and took a sip of her own drink. "I know what you mean. She can get a little crazy sometimes, especially when she's buzzed on alcohol."
"I know, that girl can drink!"
The newest crew member laughed. "Definitely. In the time I've known Rachel, I still haven't figured out how a woman so small can drink so much. Talking to her when she has a hangover isn't fun though…"
"I'm not surprised. I'm glad I left early that morning before you all woke up."
"Yeah, that wasn't a pretty sight."
Santana laughed as she took another sip of her drink, turning to face the crew on her stool. She watched as Rachel moved on to talking with Quinn, studying the blonde as she carefully placed an arm over the back of the sofa behind Rachel. Raising an eyebrow at what she witnessed, her quickly developing thoughts were then interrupted by Brittany.
"I know."
"Hmm?"
"I know."
Santana turned back around and looked at Brittany. "What? Quinn and Rachel? What's the deal with them anyway?"
Brittany glanced back at the couple before turning away. "They both like each other. It's so obvious to everybody, but them. It's unbelievably frustrating sometimes."
"That's rough."
"Sometimes I wish they would just kiss and put us all out of our misery!"
Santana laughed. "Maybe now that things are changing, that might change too."
Brittany shrugged, watching as Kitty stared over at Dani from behind the bar. Nudging Santana the Latina looked up. Without words she directed her gaze with a shake of her head in the direction of Kitty. Once Santana realized what the blonde was making her look at, she lent in close.
"What, why am I looking at Kitty and Dani?"
"They've been acting weird ever since we got here."
"What do you mean?" Santana asked, glancing back at Dani.
"You've seen the way they act, even the short time you have known them. They don't usually avoid each other like the plague."
"Good point."
"Something's not right, I just don't know what could have happened."
"I wonder what it is."
Brittany shrugged and took a sip of her beer. "Whatever it is, they need to sort it out because I can't stand Kitty when she's moody."
/
Kitty had had enough. Throwing her dishcloth down on the bar she stormed over to Dani and pulled the protesting woman up by the arm and through the bar, into the back where it was quiet. Brittany and Santana both shared a look as they disappeared, the new crew members wondering what was going on with those two.
Meanwhile, Kitty let go of Dani as soon as they were in the back-storage room.
"Hey, what was that for?" Dani protested, rubbing her arm.
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Explain!"
"What?"
"Explain. Ever since the other night at the house you haven't answered my calls or texts and I want to know what's going on. What the hell was that?"
"What was what?"
"Dani you kissed me!" Dani didn't know how to reply so she just stayed silent and looked at the ground as Kitty stared at her, waiting for an answer. "Tell me!"
The slightly taller blonde growled as she looked up. "Fine. You wanna know?!"
"Yes, enlighten me!"
"I kissed you because no matter how annoying you can be, I actually really like you! It may seem like I don't care, but I do, and I don't know what came over me… All I know is I like you and I fucked up whatever this relationship is!" Dani yelled as she ran out of the back room.
Kitty was left standing speechless as she stared at the spot Dani had been standing in. Although she couldn't move physically, her mind was racing a mile a minute at the information that Dani actually likes her back.
Things really were changing.
Car's in order of appearance:
Mike = 2012 Modified Subaru Impreza, red and black
Song used:
Ja Rule – Life Ain't A Game