Chapter 5

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Santana woke up before her alarm went off, if it wasn't for the sun shining in her window she could probably get in a little bit more sleep. She knew she couldn't though, because it was Saturday and that's when she does her running and coffee run. She kicked the covers off of her and hit the alarm button on her clock, she did not want to hear it go off, she is definitely not a morning person. Finally five minutes later she rolled out of bed, made it up and then headed for the bathroom, where she would proceed to take care of everything that needs to be taken care of. Fresh out the shower she stood there with a towel wrapped around her as she brushed her teeth and she couldn't help but thinking about the blonde from the other night. The way she carried herself and the confidence she had about her, she would have definitely been a Cheerio.

She rinsed her mouth out and washed her face, turning out the light before leaving the bathroom. She walked over to her drawer and pulled out a black sports bra, underwear and some track pants, after all for running she has to look the part. Once dressed she combed her hair back in a ponytail, put on her blue and white trainers, she grabbed her phone and her iTouch and ran out the house. The weather this time of year was perfect for jogging it wasn't too hot and it wasn't too cold and almost everyone goes out for a jog. The Latina put her earphones in and began running the familiar area she runs every Saturday. Her thoughts turned to the blonde from last night; she just couldn't get her out of her mind. Especially her eyes, they sparkled like they had stars in them and lit up every time she laughed or smiled. She loved that she had a slight innocence about her and she learned that just in one night. Santana stopped by her favorite coffee shop, she knew that she shouldn't be doing this while on a run, but she needed her latte. The door chimed open and she was greeted with a familiar face.

"Good morning San, the usual?" Ashley asked from behind the counter. Santana was one of her favorite customers on Saturday, not because she was a big tipper but because she always had a smile on her face and she was down to earth. Yes, she may act like a complete bitch sometimes, but she never acted like one towards the people she cares about.

Santana smiled and took her ear pieces off, "Good morning Ashley, yes the usual please with a little whipped cream please and extra sprinkles." She winked at the woman behind the counter. Ever since she moved into the neighborhood three years ago she was looking for a good place that served coffee and she came across this little place. It was very intimate and wasn't frequented by a lot of people, and no one really cared who she was and for that she was grateful.

"Here is your latte, with a little whipped cream, extra sprinkles and a blueberry muffin" She handed it to the other woman and Santana paid her the money and walked to the table in the corner.

Brittany was running late to work and Quinn was giving her an earful. Normally she was a morning person, but her late night last night just tossed it out the window. Quinn met her outside of the little coffee shop on the corner.

"Damn B, you would probably be late to your own funeral." She teased the girl. She really wasn't mad because the other woman ran on Brittany time which meant she will be there when she will be there.

"Sorry, I had a late night last night it's not my fault." She rolled her eyes, "Come on lets go get some coffee, I need a pick me up." She linked her arm through Quinn's and led her to the coffee shop.

"Hey B, get my usual I have to go to the bathroom." She told her friend as she walked towards the bathroom and stopped in her tracks when she saw someone who looked familiar to her sitting at a table. She did a double take and realized it was Santana Lopez her high school friend.

"Oh my God, Santana?" She practically squealed causing Brittany to look in her friend's direction. She knew who Santana was in high school, but she treated her like a normal person and not someone who was to be drooled over or given special treatment.

The brunette looked up, "Quinn? Oh my God! What are you doing here?" She asked standing up hugging her longtime friend. They kept in contact, but kind of lost it when their lives started going in different directions. Quinn was the only one who treated her normal throughout high school. Everyone else treated her differently because of who she is and her family, sometimes it sucked. She didn't know if the teachers passed her because she was famous or because she was genuinely smart.

"I live here now with Rachel, I didn't know you were still here." She let go of the other woman smiling.

"Wait, you're here with man hands? Does she still dress like a bait girl from To Catch a Predator?" She asked half-jokingly Quinn glared at her, "Don't call her that and no she doesn't dress like that anymore. I thought you would get over that already, it's so high school." She rolled her eyes at the brunette.

"Don't just stand there sit down and have a cup with me, we have some catching up to do." Santana offered her friend. "Do you want anything to drink a muffin or something? Their muffins are to die for." She commented.

The blonde smiled, "My friend is getting our order right now as we speak." As if on cue Brittany comes to the table with their cups of coffee and two bagels, a glazed donut and a lemon berry muffin.

"Quinn, what happened to you coming back and helping me?" She glared at her friend, putting everything on the table. She was giving the brunette a one over admiring her choice of clothing for a Saturday. Even dressed in running clothes, the woman was beautiful.

Santana looked up when she heard the voice and brown eyes met blue, "Brittany?" It came out as a whisper; she was surprised to see her there. Brittany looked just as surprised too, "Hey San, I didn't expect to see you today." She sat down next to Quinn.

"It's Saturday and when I do my morning jog, I always come in here and get a latte and a muffin. They are to die for, figuratively not literally." She replied.

Quinn looked between the both of them, "You two know each other?" She asked the two women, still looking at them. "Funny, I was about to ask the same thing Quinn." Brittany replied.

"I met Brittany last night at the club; we talked, had a few drinks and danced." Santana smirked looking at Brittany.

A blush had formed on Brittany's face, not because she was embarrassed but because the dance they shared was pretty damn hot. She wanted to dance with her again, but just the two of them and nobody else. "How do you know her Quinn?" She asked out of curiosity.

"Well, Santana and I went to high school together we were cheerleaders and in the glee club as well. We were quite popular back then, weren't we San?" She asked taking a bite out of her donut.

"We sure were." Santana answered without taking her eyes off of Brittany. "We have a history, a long history." She finished.

"Since you know her Q, I can ask you all sort of questions about her." She winked at the brunette.

"There really isn't much to tell Brit. We had the same adventures as everyone else did when they were in high school." The blonde answered, she knew that the other girl did not like talking about her life or her family. She'll let her tell her friend herself. She was surprised that she was able to keep the secret for this long, but she promised the brunette to never tell anyone and she hasn't.

Santana gave her a grateful smile, "You don't have to ask her, you can ask me. I don't bit you know unless you want me to, then we could make something out of it." She looked pointedly at Brittany.

Brittany smirked, "If you play your cards right, then I just might let you take a bite." The meaning not lost between the two women.

Quinn looked between the two women and could feel the sexual tension coming off of them in waves; it probably won't be too long before they end up screwing like two bunnies in heat. Her main concern was that she didn't want her two friends to get hurt. If and when Santana comes out and tells her who she really is Brittany may not understand and think that she lied to her all this time. As far as Santana went, Brittany could reject her all together and then it wouldn't be pretty. She seen firsthand the damage Santana Lopez can cause when she is hurt and it won't be pretty. She decided to leave the two of them alone and let them have their peace.

"I'm going to go to the studio and open it up, it's almost 9 and I don't want to have people standing outside waiting to get in." Quinn stated as Brittany stood up to let her out.

Santana smiled, "It was good seeing you again Q, we have to get together and catch up one day soon. Tell man han…Rachel that I said hi and I would like to see her too." She said warmly.

"Will do." She turned and walked out the coffee shop leaving her friends alone at last. Brittany sat down and nervousness had crept in, she was alone with Santana just the two of them together. She loved being in the other woman's presence but she didn't want to say anything remotely out of the way.

Santana watched as the other woman walked out and disappeared, it was just her and Brittany and she was kind of on the nervous side. "So you own a dance studio?" She asked.

"Yeah, Quinn and I do. I teach dance to kids, teenagers and adults. I do a little Broadway choreography as well." She answered honestly.

"What do you do? I mean as far as work goes?" She asked.

Santana felt a little uneasy but decided to answer anyways, "I own a night club here in the city." She answered casually.

"Oh which one do you own since there is quite a few?" The blonde asked, wanting to know more.

The brunette smirked, "The one you were at last night. I own La Playa de Sol." That is all she told her, she didn't want to tell her everything all at once.

Realization dawned on the blonde, "You are Santana Lopez? Oh wow….are you like related to the Lopez family?" She asked.

Santana didn't know whether to lie or to tell the truth, she looked at the woman sitting across from her, "No I am not related to the Lopez family, I get that a lot." She answered, hating that she has to lie. She would tell her eventually, but now was not the time she just wanted to be sure that Brittany knew the real her and liked her for who she was.

Brittany reached out and touched Santana's arm and gave her a reassuring smile, "I think that is great. I have a friend who is in the night club business how cool is that?" She told her sincerely.

Santana couldn't help but laugh at her friend, she was just too adorable. She looked down at their hands and blushed a little bit, internally she was cursing herself for acting like a love struck teenage girl. She was a Lopez and that is something that they do not do, if anything they would brush it off and go on about their business, but she was a different grain more like her grandmother Maria.

"I hope I'm not to forward, but would you like to go out to lunch about 12?" Brittany asked, she really wanted to see her again.

"I would love to have lunch with you, but I am having lunch with my father this afternoon. I'll tell you what; we can meet at Bryant Park today after I have lunch with my dad. They have a lake with row boats and you can also feed the ducks." She suggested.

Brittany's face lit up at the mentioning of ducks, she simply adored them, "I would like that a lot. I also like ducks; it's been a thing of mine since I was a little girl. I wanted one, but my parents said no to that." She said with a pout.

"Well, you can't keep these ducks, but I will take you to see them anytime you want." Santana looked at her watch, "It's a little after 9, I think you should be going."

"Oh crap you're right. You want to walk me there? It's only a block away." She asked shyly.

The brunette smiled, "I would like that a lot." It was true she would, she didn't want to leave the blonde just yet. She really enjoyed being around her and the more she is around her the more she could get a feel for her. Brittany was having similar thoughts, she didn't want to leave the brunette actually she just wanted to take today off and just spend it with her, but she couldn't do that to her students and she said she had a lunch date with her father. She felt so at ease with her and she doesn't make her feel silly about the whole ducks thing that was definitely a plus in her book. They stood up and took their trash to the trash can and walked out of the coffee shop with Ashley murmuring a soft "Bye".

They walked down the street their two pinkies linked together, not worrying about what people think or have to say. The two women walked around the corner and across the street to Brittany's studio where they stopped on the outside.

"Step Up Dance Studio." Santana read the sign; it made her think of the movie with Tatum Channing.

"Quinn and I came up with the name after we saw the movie. She has a love for Tatum Channing." Brittany admitted.

"Who doesn't? He is cute." She replied. "I don't want to keep you from your work, so I'm going to let you go. I'll text you when I finish having lunch with my father and we can meet up and spend the rest of the day together."

Brittany beamed, "I look forward to it and I can't wait. I guess I should wear something comfortable then."

"You can wear whatever you like, you can wear a sack and you would still look beautiful to me." She prayed to whoever listening that it didn't sound cheesy.

Quinn yelled outside the door, "I hate to break up this love fest, but Brit you have a class to teach." She huffed and closed the door.

The blonde sighed, "Okay, this is me going. I'll talk to you later." Brittany had let go of Santana's pinky to walk away. Without thinking Santana grabbed Brittany by the hand and pulled her towards her until they were face to face. She leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. "Until later." She turned around and walked off leaving a surprised Brittany on the sidewalk. Oh yeah she still had it.

This chapter isn't all that great, but reviews are greatly appreciated. The next chapter Santana will be having lunch with her father and some more of her life will be revealed. Stay tuned