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THIS GIRL

"WHAT TIME IS IIT?!"

"SUMMERTIME! IT'S OUR VACATION!"

"WHAT TIME IS IIT?"
"PARTY TIME! THAT'S RIGHT SAY IT LOUD!"

Santana falls on the couch laughing as Brittany continues singing and dancing around the living room.
Seriously, this girl is too much.

She is still wearing Santana's giraffe onesie, and Santana had eventually told her she could keep it, because it just looked so much cuter on her. Brittany had blushed and had mumbled an "ahw thanks Sanny.."

They were halfway during their High School Musical marathon as they decided they could play this movie so much better, so they turned off the sound and started singing and acting their own version of the movie.

"Oh Troy, you are so hot and beautiful! I want you to take me, right here on the golf course! With pleasure my love, but first, lemme turn the sprinklers on, so you get twice as wet!"

Santana laughs as she sees the horrified expression on Britany's face. "Sannyyy... you're ruining the whole movie!"
"Ohw come oon, I'm making it realistic" she winks.
But Brittany was already back on her feet dancing to the next song. She was actually like, really, really good.

Santana smiled at her. She had tried so much to get her spirit back, to feel happy again. She tried meditation, she tried travelling around the world, even yoga, but that didn't go so well because she got frustrated if the teacher was going like, extremely slow. And she knew he was checking out her ass every time she walked by. So yeah.. You don't want to know what happened afterwards.

She obviously tried getting wasted and doing one night stands until she hadn't had a gram of self-respect left. But after all that, she still felt like crap.

And then this girl shows up. Completely out of the blue, in rainbow boots and a hello kitty pyjama, and now she is sitting here on the couch, smiling at the girl, with a damn obese cat on her lap.

Santana figured Brittany was just one of those people who never really grew up. She's a little girl in a beautiful woman's body.

She looked at the cat. Lord Tubbington was spinning like crazy as she smiled and let her hand run over his spine.

"He really likes you" Santana looks up and sees Brittany smiling at them.
She pats on the couch beside her and Brittany sits down next to her Indian style, so she's facing Santana.
"I really like him too" she smiles. "Did you hear that Tubsie? You like me too, right? You're really soft today." Santana whispers.
Brittany's eyes are twinkling. Santana was so sweet. Most people kind of freaked out when they saw Brittany talking to her cat. But Santana just treated him just the same way.

"Hey Brittany?" "Yeeeess?" "Do you really have my song as your ringtone?" "Yeah!" "Well, uhmm.."

"You don't like it? Brittany pouts.
Ahw shit, Santana thinks. She looks upset.
"Ahw no, ofcourse I like it I just.. It's a bit ..uhm.. weird to hear my own song when I call you..you know..?" That came out a bit wrong..

"Well what's your ringtone then?" Santana didn't expect this question. "Uhm, American idiot, by Green Day. It's okay if you don't know it, it's just.."
"I love that song! But isn't that like, the same thing? What if Billie Joe Armstrong walked up to you and told you to change your ringtone? Would you do it?" She cocks her head to the side and looks at Santana questioninly.

"Uhm.. You know what? Just keep my song, it's actually kinda sweet." Santana says and she smiles.

"Yay!"
Santana chuckles and tells Brittany the second movie has came to its end.
She sees Brittany pouting, she probably thinks she has to go home now. "So what do you think?" "Hmm?" Brittany answers sadly.
"I make another load of popcorn and we continue our marathon?" Brittany's face lights up and Santana smiles. She guesses she would do anything just to make this adorable girl smile.

She goes to the kitchen to get popcorn and sees Brittany skipping trough the living room and looking at her pictures above the fireplace. She sometimes lets out a silent "Ahw.." or a little laugh and Santana just can't hold a big smile spreading across her face when she does that.
This girl.

A couple of hours later Santana wakes up on the couch, seeing Brittany curled up beside her, and smiles. The third movie credits are still running across the screen, and she actually has no idea when she fell asleep. Lord Tubbington is meanwhile laying in his little bed made out of blankets ( "Lord Tubbington has to have his special sleeping place, otherwise he will have nightmares" ) and is spinning quietly.

Santana watches Brittany sleep and feels her warm breathing against her skin.

It feels so comfortable around her, so .. easy.

Brittany doesn't treat her like everyone else, like she is some Goddes, like she is more than everyone else. She treats her like she's a normal, kind human being. Like she is just a good person that she likes hanging out with.

Although they've just met yesterday and Santana will probably do something in the future to mess everything up.

She smiles as Brittany wiggles a bit closer to her and she puts her arm around the girl.

Santana thinks that at this very moment, there is no place she would rather be, than in this girl's arms on a dusty couch.

She makes her feel so alive, she makes her feel like a girl again, like her body just suddenly woke up. She makes her feel like a giggly teenage girl. She makes her feel.. loved.

Because that is just what Brittany is. She's all love. No judgement, no hate, no comments. She's everything that's good in this miserable stinking world, and this time, Santana decides she is not going to screw the good things in her life up.

She grabs her phone and dials Quinn's number. She still knows it out of her head.

"Quinn Fabray, As you can hear I am not .."
Santana sighs. "And this is why I never call her.."

She guesses she just kinda forgot that even though she's the famous superstar, Quinn is always tied up at work, never picks up her phone, and Santana was always the one who had to change her schedule for them to meet up.

She lets out a deep sigh again, causing Brittany to slowly open her eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asks sleepily. "Nothing.. just go back to sleep sweety" Santana say sadly.
Brittany stretches her arms out and sits up next to Santana.
"No" she says with a frown, trying to sound severe.

Santana can't help but to smile a bit and she explains that she just misses her friend Quinn, but she didn't pick up when she called her.
Brittany first nods understandingly, but then frowns. "But Sanny, it's three o'clock, maybe she's just sleeping?"

Santana hadn't really thought about that. "Yeah, you're probably right.."
"Just call her back tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah..okay" Santana whispers. "Let's go back to sleep."
Brittany looks at her confused.

"You don't want me to go home?"

So...any thoughts?