Lately, I've been really busy with all kinds and sorts of things, with school and my personal life.
So I thought I'd try and put at least something together, just so that you won't forget me.
I'll try my best in the future to keep updating more often.
Thanks for reading this, sincerely. Sorry for any mistakes in spelling or grammar. Hope you like it! (:
After getting my shirt back, i went into the bedroom that Brittany just came out of, closing the door behind me.
I took off the jersey and started folding it carefully, and put it on the bed.
It was a king-size bed, and even though it was messy I was sure of that it was new.
Everything in the room smelled new. And sweet.
The room smelled like a candy shop pretty much. A new built one.
I looked around, there was plenty more photo's on the wall.
I put my own shirt on and opened the door, leaving the candyland room.
"You ready to go?"
The blonde smiled at me. She was now dressed in a big white sex pistols t-shirt, tucked into black tight jeans.
I nodded and closed the door, entering the kitchen.
She turned around and started walking down the sun filled hallway I escaped earlier.
I followed her and looked around. More pictures filling the walls.
She took down a black leather jacket and started putting it on.
"So are you up for a bagel before I drop you off?"
I thought about it for a second while putting on my own leather jacket, mine was smaller than hers. No wonder, she's actually kind of tall.
"Oh well, why not? I'm not really looking forward to coming home just yet anyway. But I'll pay myself"
"I don't think you can, you spent it all on shots last night"
"Wait what?"
She smirked at me before starting to put on her red vans.
"Yeah, you kept begging Cole for more shots since you couldn't pay for it yourself"
I felt embarrassed by her telling and bent down to put on my Dr. Martens.
"Sorry 'bout that"
Brittany giggled and put up her hand, closing her eyes showing that it wasn't a problem.
"So where is he anyway?"
"Probably in the studio, he's a musician you know"
Suddenly I remembered that Cole had been playing at the pub last night.
"Uh, right. Now I remember"
They both walked out of the door, and Brittany took out her keys locking it.
Then she picked up two helmets that was placed on the right side of the door.
"Here you go, we're taking the bike"
Silently I took the helmet, a bit scared by the thought of a motorcycle.
We took the elevator down in silence, entering a garage where I immediately could spot the bike.
It looked like Brittany herself. It was sunburned, kind of like a guitar is. Slim and shining. I instantly fell in love with it.
She straddled the bike and smiled at me. Clumsily I hopped on behind her and put on my helmet.
She started the bike and the vibrations from the engine made my body turn into jelly.
"Hold onto me!" She yelled over the loud rumbling, and I carefully placed my hands on her hips. A lump formed in my throat, not knowing why, so I shrugged it off me.
Soon enough we were riding the streets of New York.
New York looked surprisingly beautiful today. The sun was shining, and not that many people were out. I figured it was early in the morning. Feeling the wind tug onto my body I moved closer to Brittany, wishing she didn't notice. After all, I did not know this woman at all.
Soon enough we arrived at the Bagel Street Café. She parked the bike, and like jelly I slid of it.
She took off her helmet and ran a hand through her hair, keeping it from her face.
I did the same, and we walked into the warm and good smelling shop.
By second thought, I figured that I should take a cup of coffee, to give a try calming down my upset, hung over body.
"What are you getting?" I asked, as the blonde sighed.
"I'll just take the ordinary. What about you?"
"Uhm, I'll take a Brooklyn, and a cup of Coffee."
She smiled, and ringed the bell. Within a moment a small redheaded girl appeared.
"Hello" She said with a tiny voice and smiled.
"Hi, I'll take two Brooklyn Bagel's and two cups of coffee."
"Is that all?"
"Yes, thank you" Brittany smiled at the girl and the redhead ran to the back of the shop again.
"You have the same order as me?" I said, and in response she chuckled.
"No, I just thought I'd try it out."
In the blink of an eye the redheaded girl returned. She reminded me of .
"Two Brooklyn Bagels, and two coffee's?"
The both of us nodded and picked up our things.
We seated down in the couch by the window, and in a short moment we both had dug into the food.
I never thought food could be this good.
After I had almost eaten half of the bagel, I saw that Brittany had not eaten even near as much as me, and slowed down the chewing.
"So where do you live?" The blonde said, breaking the silence.
Taking a sip of my coffee, I thought about the answer. Where did I live?
"39 Bleecker street" I said, uncertain if I really did live there. It felt wrong to say it.
"Oh, that's not far from here." She said, with a pleasing smile. The smiles that she threw at me made me feel like I was going to fall of the sofa. Why did I feel this why? I was so out of place.
Chatting through our meal, I studied the way she was. The way she moved and how her eyes widened every time I said something.
This person was like a child. So curious about everything, still knowing more than me, she was surprised by almost everything I said.
To my disappointment, we were done eating, and it was time to go home.
As we walked out of the Café, I suddenly felt a tiny bit of sadness.
"Hey, can I get your number?" I heard myself say. A bit embarrassed of the words just slipping out from my mouth, I looked down at my feet.
"I thought you'd never ask" She said, letting a grin out across her face.
We exchanged numbers, and soon we were flying through the streets again. We reached my home and she stopped the enginge.
"I'll see you later sometime, okay?" She smiled and put her helmet on again, before I knew it, she was gone.
I sighed and turned around, only to enter the building and take the the elevator up to our apartment.
"I'm home!"
My mom appeared in front of me with her arms crossed. Even though she was a lot shorter than me, I felt the fear cripple my body.
The following hours was filled with scolding, screaming and crying.
I woke up to my alarm and instantly started feeling the chills run down my spine.
Within 3 seconds I was up, searching through my closet, it was a blessing that I had remembered to unpack at least my clothes before falling into sleep by exhaustion.
I ended up wearing a pair of tight black jeans, and a vanilla white oversized T-shirt tucked into them. Nothing spectacular at all, just looking good enough to avoid drawing bad attention to myself.
Running my hand through my hair, I was pleased that I didn't forget to shower yesterday either.
I didn't have to think about that much, just putting make up on, eating, and then going to school.
I figured that since it was the first day, nothing that bad could happen, probably just a few exercises.
After putting my make up on, I tip toed through the hallway, trying not to wake mom up. But as soon as I got into the kitchen, I saw my mom sitting by the table, looking at me like she was going to say something that she was really, really excited about.
"I made you breakfast!" She almost yelled.
"Uh, yeah. I can see that ma" I smiled at her and sat down, filling my plate with various dishes. It almost seemed like she had made me a fancy dinner bufé.
"Aren't you excited about the first day of school?" She said, with the happiest voice I've ever hear. I could almost see the rainbows and unicorns flying around her, and her glistering joy.
"Kind of." I responded, digging into my food.
"Do you want me to follow you there?" I almost choked at her question.
"Ma, this is college we're talking about, not kindergarten. It would be fine to just have you drop me off, if you have to."
The disappointment in her eyes was almost scary, but it was gone in an instant.
"Shall we go out and eat after school then? I can pick you up, I want to show you my restaurant."
Without being able to say no to those hopeful eyes, I agreed to the deal and drank the last of my coffee.
Walking out from our house, I soon saw mom's car drive up in front of me, opening the passenger door, I threw my bag to the backseat and jumped inside.
The whole ride my mom wouldn't stop talking about her restaurant, about school, and about making new friends. It all sounded like a distant mumbling, I was gone in my thoughts.
What kind of people was going to attend the school together with me? Would I be able to make friends? What if the homework was too hard? What if?
"We're here" My mom said, making me snap out of my daze. She was looking at me with a calm happiness in her eyes, I could tell by far that she was proud of me.
"Thanks for the ride mom, I'll see you after school" I opened the door ang dot out, looking around me I saw tons of people walking against the school, laughing and talking.
As soon as I had gotten my bag out of the backseat, I waved goodbye to my mom and saw her take of.
I drew a deep breath, sighed, and started walking fast against the school, entering the big passage before me. As fast as I walked nobody seemed to care, and I accidentally bumped into a couple of people.
"Hey Santana! Wait up!" I heard a dark voice yell. Almost jumping out of surprise I span around and saw Cole waving and jumping. I smiled for myself and started walking against him, when I was only a few meters from him, I saw the other Blonde standing beside him. My heart throbbed, and I was thrown over by the feeling.
What just happened? What the heck is happening to me?
"Hello gorgeous" She said with a wink. I just smiled back and felt a bit out of place again.
"What are you doing here?" I said, looking Brittany directly into her eyes.
"It's her first day, and since I'm a teacher here, I thought that I would accompany her" Cole chuckled in interference. Brittany just nodded and started moving towards me. I felt my face crank up by the surprise of her movements, and she definitely noticed
"We should go, the ceremony is just about to start" She said, almost excusing herself. I just went with her and so did Cole.
Minutes later we were sitting in the big auditorium waiting for someone to come up and speak. I could barely hear anything that Cole was saying because of the noise from the other hundreds of pupils that was also gathered there.
The lights went out, and everybody turned quiet when a familiar tune filled the auditorium.
The drapes turned to the sides and soon we all could see a big band on the stage, accompanied by dancers. They looked gorgeous moving on the stage, fulfilling every move so powerfully and flawless without even making it look hard.
I gasped for my breath, overtaken by their beauty, and before I knew it the performance was over.
The auditorium was filled with whistles and laughter and applauds.
A man entered the stage; he looked young, and was wearing a suit. He had short black hair and was really tall, that kind of tall where you almost had to break your neck trying to look him in the face.
"Welcome, fellow pupils, to Eugene Lang College, the new school for liberal arts!"
The crowd broke out into a deafening applause.
"We are most certainly happy to have you here and we will do our best to make you feel that your choice was the right one" He stopped, and smiled.
"Okay, enough of that political bull crap talk. I guess you now have figured out that I am the principal of this school, and fair enough to say, it's not that much of a hard work." He chuckled together with the crowd.
"I will also be the one holding the visual arts classes, so to the lucky fellas that are studying visual art will be hanging around with me a lot more." Some people starting whistling and laughing. I was studying visual arts, and I didn't mind having this person to be my teacher.
The speech lasted for about 30 minutes, while he explained some critical rules and responsibilities. Sticking in a joke here and there he made the audience laugh. Soon enough we were walking down the hallways, trying to locate the classrooms where the groups of new pupils were supposed to be gathered.
In an instant Brittany was already in the classroom. She was picking a seat and as soon as she sat down she began to look at me with big blue eyes, making it clear that she was waiting for me to come and sit down beside her. No need for hesitation, so I did.
Carefully I planted my legs into a cross, trying to not make a single sound. I felt as if I was getting smaller and smaller by the second. Maybe I would vanish if I kept getting smaller.
Actually, there was no need for being quiet, the room was full of chatter and
I felt something tickle my pinky, almost like someone was brushing against it. I looked down to see that Brittany was getting closer to it with her own pinky. Suddenly I felt dizzy, a bit sick, and hot everywhere. She lightly slid her own finger under mine, making us linked together. It felt strange, but comforting. I wasn't that small anymore, I was pretty big now. It almost felt like I was getting bigger by the second, filling the whole room, maybe like something about to explode. Just by linking our pinkies together, everything was now right. It was just like mini-holding hands.
The blonde bent over to face my ear, and I couldn't help but to notice how warm her breath was, and how nice she smelled.
"You're going to be super fine, you have me." She whispered softly, not moving her head away from me just yet.
My heart throbbed. No, I throbbed. Everything about me stopped, the only thing my body could feel was now chills rippling down the spine. She probably felt me stiffen up, because she smiled against my ear.
"Lighten up, I'm not the bad guy. I could be your superhero."
I smiled at her as she moved away, and she smiled back. The tension let go a little, but I could still not get my thoughts right. Why was I feeling that way? What the fuck just actually happened? Superhero? This is going to drive me crazy. Or maybe I'm just shy? I didn't know, since I've always had such status. It's probably just me being shy.
I looked back at her, and she looked at me. Something was different now.
It felt good, no need to think anymore. As long as it felt good, it had to be good, right?
I didn't care, not at all actually. All I knew was that a couple of seconds ago, something changed between us, and I was sure of that I liked it. And I definitely liked her.