A/N: Sorry, I was busy. I hung out with my mom for mother's day. Who had fun with their mom? Plus memorial day was my b-day, so, yeah. I got a cutout of Brittany! Anyway, here is the next chapter.
Chapter 6
"Psst. Sanny. Wake up." I feel her poking me and start to giggle.
"Britt, stop it, that tickles. Stop. Ahhh." I laugh some more, until she finally stops.
"Sanny, we are landing soon. You have to get up." I slowly open my eyes, and see her smiling brightly down at me. Without even trying, a smile slowly creeps on my face as I look up at her. I look around, even though I know we are still in the plane, and notice that my head is resting in her lap. I quickly sit up, embarrassed, and try to break the tension.
"How long was I asleep?"
"A few hours, I think. I don't really know how to read a clock. Lord Tubbington usually does it for me."
"Oh. Well, when we have some free time I will definitely teach you." Her eyes brighten a bit at my proposition. Looking into them, I don't know how people get anything done when she is in the room. She is just, wow. I don't even have the words. And it is not just how she looks on the outside that draws me to her, although that is part of it. She has an amazing personality. She is so sweet and innocent, oblivious to the harshness of the world. It is that that provokes the protective nature inside myself. I can't help but look at her and want to keep her safe from all harm that good possibly come to her in the world.
"That would be amazing. Thanks Sanny." I start to lean forward to give her a hug, but then the flight starts to get bumpy as we start our descent. I start to panic a little, and as soon as the bumps get bad, I feel a light squeeze in my hand. I look over to see Brittany smiling at me. I shoot her one back in gratitude as our plane hits the ground and we get jostled around a bit. I hear a ding and look up to see the seat belt sign turn off. I start to unbuckle and look over and watch as Britt does the same. We get up, grab our stuff, and exit the plane. We walk silently - taking a detour to avoid any press that might be at the airport - until we get to the car that will take us to our hotel. In a moment of weakness, I run forward and hold the car door open for her, and follow her inside. We buckle up, for the nth amount of times, and stare at each other for a while until it becomes super awkward. I decide to try and break the tension.
"Hey, can you turn on the radio?" I ask the car driver. As he clicks on the button, I hear a familiar introduction and break out into a huge smile. "Oh, I love this song." As soon as the verse starts, I open my mouth and sing along.
I get up, and nothing gets me down
You got it tough, I've seen the toughest around
And I know, baby, just how you feel
You got to roll with the punches to get to what's real
As I say the last line of the verse, I pretend to swing a punch at Brittany, and earn a giggle in return.
Oh can't you see me standing here
I've got my back against the record machine
I aint the worst that you've seen
Oh can't you see what I mean.
I exchange glances with Britt, and watch her start to wiggle and dance in her seat in anticipation for the chorus.
Might as well jump (jump)
Might as well jump
Go ahead and jump (jump)
Go 'head and jump
Hey you! Who said that?
Baby how you been
You say you don't know,
You won't know until you begin
By now we are having a full blown dance party in the car, jamming out like we own it.
Well can't you see me standing here
I got my back against the record machine
I aint the worst that you've seen
Oh can't you see what I mean
Might as well jump (jump)
Might as well jump
Go ahead and jump (jump)
Go 'head and jump
Might as well jump (jump)
Might as well jump
Go ahead and jump (jump)
Go 'head and jump
We are so into the song that we don't even realize that the driver has pulled up to the building and parked already. He clears his throat lightly, and politely nods towards the hotel entrance. We get out of the car, playfully shoving each other as we walk in, humming the song and we enter the building, Will starts giving us directions.
"Okay. So, we have two rooms for the dancers, one room for Miss Pierce, one room for security, and one room for me. I assume that the girls will stay together in one room, and the guys in the other." I can't help but sigh in defeat. Even though I knew it was a long shot that I would get to room with Brittany, I still hoped. To my left, Britt also looks a little disappointed, but I can't tell if that is just wishful thinking. I look around at the other dancers, and the one called Kurt raises his hand.
"Excuse me. Mr. Schuester, is it? Well, I, for one, am not afraid to admit my sexuality. Since I am gay, to an extreme extent, I would like to offer my services. There are two more guys than girls, so, considering the things we have in common: guys, fashion, Barbra, that sort of thing, I think it is only fitting that I share a room with these two fine ladies."
I start to open my mouth to tell him a) I'm into girls and b) I'm not huge on Barbra, and c) He looks like he just came out of one of those fancy old lady magazines, but someone beats me to it.
"Well, Kurt, I think it is a great idea. Ladies, I'm okay with it if you are." Will turns to look at us, and the woman standing next to me, Rachel, I'm assuming, since she is the only other girl, responds.
"While Kurt is one of the opposite gender, I fully accept this proposition. I could use someone who shares my Broadway passion and appreciation of Miss Streisand herself."
I can't help but roll my eyes at the similarities between these two, and then it hits me. I have to share a room with them. I inwardly groan, because I will most likely go insane with all of the musicals that will be playing on the TV.
"Okay, well, one of the local dance studios has been nice enough to let us use it for the next week in preparation for our first performance of the tour, which will also be here. Go out and enjoy the city for now, and then get a good night's rest for tomorrow." I glance over at Brittany, and see her sporting a large grin. I can't help but admire the way her smiles always seem to reach her eyes.
"Hey San, wanna go on an adventure with me and explore the city?" I am so surprised at her question, I think my heart momentarily stops beating in my chest. She wants to hang out with me. I can't believe it! She wants to hang out with me. I search her eyes for any sign of reluctance, but see none. I nod quickly at her, and even though I didn't think it was possible, her smile widened even more. "Alrighty then. Onward!" She points to the doorway and starts marching out into the city, and our adventure begins.
A/N: Hey. I was sort of thinking about writing a small story in Britts point of view on what is happening in this story. Tell me what you think.