Brittany is on a date with someone at a basketball game but her date has been on their phone the whole time. When the kisscam comes to them Britt tries to get their attention but they don't listen so the person on her other side (Santana) offers to kiss her and Britt shrugs and passionately kisses her. Then they hit it off rest of the game.
Brittany's not much of a basketball fan, but when she accidentally wins tickets Sam's the first person she thinks of inviting. He's a friend of a coworker who thinks he and Britt would make a great couple, but Brittany's been sort of avoiding the blind date because those are the worst.
Her date with Sam pretty much verified that.
He's good looking and he was kind enough to drive them to the stadium, but it seemed like as soon as they found their seats he forgot all about her. Brittany just chalked it up to him being shy and that he was excited about the game, but that's all wishful thinking.
It's kind of hard to keep up with what's going on in the game when the teams' jersey colors are a blur of the same combination and all they keep doing is running back and forth, but she tries to pay attention anyway. Especially when the girl next to her, wearing a jersey that matches with the players' and holding a plastic cup of beer sloshing around every time she waves her hands about, gets so aggravated with the players and stands up, alternating yelling threats in English and Spanish.
Brittany finds it funny because those players could probably fit the girl in the palm of their hand, she's that small but then again those guys are like ten feet tall and make anyone feel short. It's entertaining though to watch the girl get so mad, she rather watch her than try to understand the game.
Sam, on the other hand, is practically glued to his phone, mumbling something about texting game updates to all his friends who couldn't be there to witness it firsthand.
"What are they doing?" Brittany asks when she sees players form two lines and let one guy bounce the ball between them.
"Huh?" Sam mumbles blankly, barely looking up from his phone.
"They were all just trying to take the ball from that guy and now they're just letting him keep it, they're all just staring at him.." Brittany adds, waving her hand to the players.
Sam looks up and his eyes widen before tapping quickly at his phone, "If they get this, they'll be tied up and it's right before half time!"
Brittany's brows furrow as she tries to decode what Sam said but she doesn't get very far.
Luckily the girl next to her leans a little closer on their conjoining armrests and sheds a little light, "They're setting up for a free throw. Dumbass #26 fouled #7 so #7 gets two chances to shoot without anyone messing with him."
"Ohh," Brittany hums as she turns to thank the girl but she gets a little distracted because woah she's hot but the basketball lingo goes over her head and it seems like the brunette notices.
She smirks, shimmering brown eyes softening, before nodding to the players, "#26 pushed #7 because he's a sore loser, that's called a foul. And when they let #7 shoot without anyone interfering, that's called a free throw."
This time Brittany actually does understand and smiles in response, "Okay, thanks."
"Sure," She smiles back before turning to the person next to her that has been trying to get her attention and huffs out a, "What, Puckerman?!"
Brittany takes that as her cue to turn back to Sam too but only finds that he's still on his phone only this time he's trying to take pictures of the game. At least he's genuinely interested in the game, Brittany thinks before turning to watch what happens with the free throw.
When #7 makes the shot, the crowd goes wild, even the girl next to her shoots up from her seat again and starts pumping her fist. Brittany scoots to the edge of her chair and claps her hands just because everyone's so excited and the girl next to her makes her want to be just as enthusiastic. At the sound, as if she could pin point Brittany's clapping with everyone else still cheering, the brunette smiles down at Brittany.
"Do you know what's going on?" She asks and Brittany's cheeks flush under her gaze.
"He just made a point, right?"
"Yup! The scores are even now and it's right before half time." The brunette explains easily and Brittany's smile widens because there's no hint of annoyance in her tone unlike Sam.
"That's good, right?" Brittany asks just because she wants to hear the girl talk some more.
"It's awesome!" She grins and goes to sit down as the players disappear to the locker room, "How is it that you're attending the most important game of the year yet you have no idea what's happening?"
Brittany laughs as the girl settles in her seat, surprised that she's not at all offended by the way she questions her since she was so patient with explaining the game before, "I won the tickets on the radio."
She chuckles at that and nods to Sam, "And him?"
"He likes basketball.." Brittany shrugs and the girl laughs at that even more.
"No offense, but he's a horrible date." She comments then looks down at Brittany's empty cup holders, "He hasn't even bought you a drink."
"Yeah..well he-" Brittany tries to defend but she has no idea what she's trying to actually explain when it's pretty obvious Sam sucks as a date.
It doesn't matter regardless because the girl's already turning to her friend, "Go get us a couple of beers." She instructs and hands him a twenty before turning back to Brittany, "It's not a real basketball game without a beer."
"Oh no, you don't have to do that."
"Too late." The girl smirks while her friend groans and gets up from his seat without question.
The blonde blushes at the confidence the girl seems to ooze, "I'm Brittany."
"Santana."
When her friend Puckerman, comes back with their two beers Santana clinks her cup to Brittany's, toasting to Brittany's first basketball game before Santana turns to get her change and Sam actually starts talking to Brittany. He's mostly gushing about how awesome the game is and how thankful he is that Brittany invited him out and for a moment, Brittany almost forgives him for practically ignoring her the whole game. Then again, he's probably just remembering she's there because it's half time and nothing too important is going on right now.
It's then that the kisscam starts targeting innocent couples in the crowd that Brittany remembers how much she misses being in a relationship. Cute kisses between younger couples and older couples and even two toddlers display on the large screens above and everyone cheers as the kisscam makes its rounds. Brittany smiles up at the screens in envy until she finds herself staring back.
It takes her a moment to realize what's going on but then her eyes widen and she instinctively looks to her right at Sam since he is her date and everything but he's back to texting.
"Sam.." She mumbles, nudging his arm while trying to keep a smile on her face since everyone in the whole stadium is now staring at her. She calls his name again when he makes no move from looking down at his phone.
"Hold on, I'm trying to type this really long-"
"But the kisscam."
Her cheeks are starting to heat up again because her date is refusing to kiss her and everyone can see it and it's embarrassing and she kind of just wants to crawl in a whole and hide out for the rest of her life because she's that person whose date wouldn't kiss-
"Hey Brittany?"
There's a tap on her left shoulder and Brittany just barely turns her head when tan fingers trace her jaw and pinch her chin down, Santana's eyes darting between hers silently asking permission. A smile tugs at Brittany's mouth, twice tonight Santana's sort of come to her rescue, before she nods and begins to lean forward. She can feel Santana smiling even before their lips meet, but once they do it's the gentlest kiss ever to grace Brittany's lips.
They keep it PG-13 while the stadium erupts in applause before the kisscam moves and Brittany blinks lazily back into reality.
"Wow." Brittany breathes out, her lips still tingling from the kiss, while Santana just licks hers and smiles, "Thank you."
"Huh, I think that's a first." Santana chuckles and Brittany's cheeks flush because thank you wasn't what she had in mind, but that only seems to make the brunette smile more and nod to Sam who is still completely oblivious, "You should be thanking him for being so horrible. There's no way I could've gotten away with stealing a kiss if he was a proper date; no one would be kissing any girl I'm out with."
Brittany's smile softened, "Well maybe I'm on a date with the wrong person then."