Britt sees Santana at the airport and she thinks its love at first sight. She finds out where she is flying and buys a ticket to get in the same plane. britt sits behind her and tries different ways to get her attention until she punch the seat and santana turns around and gets mad at her but when she sees her she is in shock with her beauty.
Brittany S. Pierce prides herself on her love for adventure. She's a frequent flyer, perks of her mom being a flight attendant, so she's been in quite a few airports in her life. There's always something different to see, a new person to meet, but when her eyes catch those of a stunning Latina everything else seems like old news.
Brittany can tell just by looking at her outfit that she's probably out for business. No one wears a stiff button up tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt and black high heels making her tanned legs look long and toned just for fun. Her dark brown hair falls over her right shoulder in perfect waves while she talks adamantly on the phone and holds onto her briefcase tightly. The blonde couldn't hear a single word she said, but by the way her lips press together to form certain syllables and how her nose scrunches when she hears something she doesn't like and how beautiful she looks when she smiles, Brittany falls just a little bit more in love.
Love at first sight, Brittany thinks, totally happens in real life maybe even more than once for some people. She didn't know if she'd ever experience it, but looking at the Latina, she knows it's the start of something awesome. She's just about to walk over and maybe ask her out for a quick cup of coffee when one of the workers distracts her by telling everyone that passengers are now allowed to board.
When Brittany turns to the girl one last time, she's gone.
"Of course." Brittany sighed and took a lonely walk towards the line.
She's a little more than surprised when she sees that the Latina from earlier happens to be going her way. Brittany sees the perfect opportunity to introduce herself as she sees the brunette wanting to store her briefcase in the overhead bin but even with her heels she's still on the shorter side. Thanks to Brittany's dad's side of the family, she totally has the genes to help her out.
She's calm and she's cool as she approaches the Latina, but just as she's about to reach out and offer to help, an older woman in front of her asks if she could lift her bag up. Never being one to turn down a sweet old lady, Brittany obliges. She finished up just in time to see the man closest to the Latina help her with her briefcase instead. Brittany watches the brunette smile appreciatively, though her grin never quite reaches her eyes, before she takes a seat.
Brittany frowns at another missed chance and looks down at her itinerary, checking for her seat number. When she finds that C5 just so happens to be right behind the brunette, all hope is restored.
It's a quick three hour ride, so Brittany has to make the best of it. She formulates game plan after game plan on how to approach the brunette without coming off creepy; after all, she kind of has been watching her since they left the airport, but nothing seems to sound right.
She tries to figure out a way to make small talk but with the high backs of the seats in the way and the awkward position they'd have to be in, that wouldn't work. If only they happened to sit next to each other instead!
Brittany really has no idea how to get this girl's attention other than getting out of her seat and walking in front of her, so she does the next best thing that comes to mind. After years of riding in planes, she's seen just what ticks people off the most and does that exact thing.
At first, she kicks the back of the girl's chair lightly. She has to make her believe that it's not an accident, that way she has a reason to turn around. As planned, the Latina doesn't turn around and nor does she on the second or third kick. It's when Brittany's on her fifth and six harder kicks that she starts getting worried; is she not kicking hard enough?
After the next kick is a fail, she takes a different approach and punches the crap out of her fold out tray.
Brittany's strangely excited when dark brown eyes narrow and perfectly white teeth grit at her, "What the fu- woah."
The girl's onslaught of insults die on her tongue as she softens at the sight of the blonde smiling up at her innocently. She tries to blink away the sudden daze filling her head but it's damn near impossible to think anything bad when she's staring into eyes bluer than the skies she's currently traveling through.
"Sorry, I thought I saw a bug." Brittany apologizes sweetly, hoping to deflect the Latina's anger. She seems like she's already doing a good job of that though when Brittany sees her visibly relax after discovering her tormenter, "I didn't want it to crawl over and bite you or anything. You might be allergic."
The Latina smiles softly at the blonde's weirdly cute thoughtfulness and briefly wonders if she really did see a bug on the back of her chair, because if so she needs to be relocated asap!
Nevertheless, she smirks at thin pink lips and cool blue eyes, "Well thank you for looking out for me."
"No problem," Brittany grins up at the girl, already feeling so smitten by the sound of her raspy voice that she doesn't watch what she says, "I'd squish an imaginary bug for you any day. I'm Brittany, by the way."
"Wait, imaginary?" She asks, suddenly confused but then extends her hand over the seat dismissing the comment because the girl is gorgeous, "I'm Santana."
And when Brittany shakes the girl's offered hand she swears she feels the Earth move which is funny because they're 30,000 feet in the air.