A/N: Hey Hey people. This one, well, it took a while to get the ideas down on paper, since it kept sounding wrong. Hope you enjoy it. Please review, and I will work on an update for Love Comes With Time.

Chapter 8

After a long ten days of practice, practice, practice, we finally have one day of relaxation to do whatever we want before we leave for the tour tomorrow. It is a nice change to wake up to the sunlight streaming through the window, than to the obnoxious sound of Rachel's morning medley of Broadway songs. I slowly open my eyes, feeling good, and ready for my day of nothing. All of the sudden, I start to hear the beginning of Defying Gravity and I groan while covering my ears.

"Rachel! Turn that goddamn ear splitting jumble of sound off, or Snix will go all Lima Heights, and I will not even remotely try to hold her back." After a moment or two, it finally turns off. My guess is that the small little bit of brain left in the hobbit's head that hasn't been melted by that crap that she considers music, was smart enough to plug in her headphones. Satisfied, once again, I roll out of bed and put on a pair of sweatpants and a loose T-shirt. Just then, my phone buzzes, signaling a text message. Expecting it to me Jess, I am surprised that the message is from an unknown number. Curious, I click it open.

Hey Sanny. Want to go out with me today? -Britty

I can't help but giggle as I text her back.

Sure thing Britt. Where do you wanna go? And how did you get my number?

As I wait for her to respond, I pour some chocolate cereal and skim milk into a bowl for a small breakfast.

Can we go to an arcade?! Oh, Lord Tubbington always does a background check on my new friends.

I smile at her choice of scenery, but I can't tell if she is joking about her cat doing a background check on me. I quickly push it to the back of my mind because, how else could she have gotten my number. I sure as hell didn't give it to man hands or her best gay.

The arcade sound great, Britt. When do you want to go?

How about now? I'll meet you in the hall in 5 minutes. See you soon, Sanny.

Five minutes gives me just enough time to brush my teeth, go to the bathroom, grab my shoes, and head out into the hallway. As I let the door close behind me, I hear a soft 'hi' and turn to look at the source. Brittany stands to the right, next to what I'm assuming is her door. She walks over to me and gives me a hug, which doesn't surprise me at all since I know she is a touchy person, and have gotten used to it. We greet each other, and then head down the stairs, since we are on the first floor, and get in her car. Throughout the drive to the arcade, we talk about the most random things. Our favorite subjects, our hobbies, our favorite colors, and so many other unimportant little details. Britt pulls up to the side of the road, and we are almost reluctant to stop our small talk and get out of the car, but we do. She starts to get super excited. I can tell since she starts jumping around and saying, "Sanny, Sanny, Sanny. Yay," when we are in the line waiting to get in. Just seeing her all giddy and excited for the arcade is enough to make me look forward to it even more. As soon as we pay to get in, Britt is off running around like a kid in a candy shop. It takes all of my energy to keep up with her, since she has such long legs. I don't know exactly how much, but I am pretty sure that we spent around a hundred dollars just playing games. After a while, when we are playing some weird chicken game, my stomach starts to growl.

"Did you swallow a lion or something?" Britt asks me with a huge smile plastered on her face.

"I must have. I don't know how else my stomach would be making that noise," I joke back. "Come on Britts, let's go get some food. What do you feel like?" She thinks about it for a while, biting her lip, which makes her look so adorable

"Ummm, can we get some corn dogs?"

"Yeah, sure thing." We gather our stuff and head over towards the food area and get in line. I quickly asks her if she wants something to drink, and she responds with a nod. I get us each a corn dog and soft drink, and we go and find a place to sit. We eat slowly, taking our time enjoying each other's company, while once again chatting about nothing in particular. At one point I look up and can't help but giggle.

"Britt, you got something there." I point to the bottom corner of her face, just below and to the right of her mouth, where there is a little ketchup. She sticks her tongue out to try to get it, but falls just short every time. I giggle some more. I mean, seriously. Me, Santana, giggled at something. I must be losing it. She just had this affect on me. "No, here, let me help you." I pick up my napkin, dip it in water, and wipe the sauce off her face. I get lost in her deep blue eyes, and we have a little staring contest, completely consumed by the moment. After a while, I look away, aware that this is just how a romantic movie starts. We soon finish eating, and head back to the arcade part of the building. She briefly mentions that she is going to the restroom and leaves. At this moment, I see a stuffed unicorn at the place where you cash in your tickets, and instantly know that Brittany would love it. I walk up, cash in my tickets, ask for the unicorn, and for them to put it in a back. The guy behind the desk hands me the bag right when Brittany gets back. She ends up getting what seems like a lifetime supply of Dots, and we leave. We joke around about our day, and the latest gossip online until we get back to the hotel. I walk her to the door, and stop to look at her.

"I had a great time, Britt."

"Me too." Just as she is about to go into her room, I stopp her.

"Hey, I got you something." I hand her the bag with the unicorn, and she grabs it with a look of surprise on her face. That expression immediately turns to one of awe and happiness when she sees the stuffed animal. She throws her arms around me in a tight hug.

"Thank you so much, Sanny. I love it." And with that, she gives me one last squeeze and retreats into her room. I can't help the huge grin on my face, and I do a little happy dance before going into my shared room. Oh yeah, I'm awesome.