Chapter 12
Santana walked around her neat apartment with her phone into her shoulder while she had her sparkly red dress draped over her other shoulder with heels and earrings in each hand.
"Yep. Oh wait. I went for white gold hoops with black stilettos and a red skin tight. That's fine? Awesome. Wait, are you sure? I don't want to seem too fancy. Like, yeah I want to impress and seem sexy. Oh, har-har Kurt. You crack me up." Santana grinned while she padded back to her walk in closet.
"No worries. And what are you doing Monday night? Nothing? Awesome. We're going out for drinks. Tell Blaine. Ok, thanks. Love you too, Hummel. Bye!" Santana hung up and threw her phone onto her bed and started getting ready.
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"Quinn! Have you seen my blue dangles?" Brittany raced through the apartment with one heel on and the other in her hand.
"They're in the bathroom!" Quinn, who was going through her prints of Central Park in the living room yelled out.
"Got 'em! Thanks!" Brittany sprinted back to her bedroom desperately trying to shove the earrings in her ear lobes.
Quinn wondered into her roommates bathroom and smiled. Brittany was looking stunning in her blue dress that ended just above the knee and her hair was out and lightly curled. She looked like she belonged on the run way.
"Isn't someone looking to impress." Quinn smirked and plopped herself on Brittany's bed.
"Whatever, Quinny. It's my first date in a long time, so yes. I am trying to impress Santana." Brittany looked at Quinn through the mirror and couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips at the name she uttered.
Quinn just grinned back and suddenly thought of another very attractive blonde she was going to see on Monday night. She had to cancel Friday because Figgin's wanted her to take the shift for the Rocky Horror Picture Show special.
"So, what do you think?" Quinn snapped out of her thoughts to stare at her best friend.
"You look amazing, Britt." Quinn smiled and Brittany smiled back.
"Thanks, Q." Brittany looked down to her sparkly heels, suddenly embarrassed and shy.
"Look at you, Miss Pierce. All ready for the first date. Go have some fun, kiddo." Quinn got up from the bed and smacked Brittany's ass.
"Will do."
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Santana sat in her silver convertible looking at the address on her phone screen. She read and re read the address and stared at the number on the building.
"Focus, Lopez. It's just Brittany. She's just a girl. An amazing, beautiful, blonde, sexy girl. Shit." Santana whispered to herself in the privacy of her car. "Okay, come on."
The Latina slid out of her car and walked up to the doors of the impressive building. The doorman greeted her.
"Yes, you must be.. Santana?" He scrunched his eyebrows together and looked at her.
"Yeah, that's me. I'm here to pick up Brittany."
"Yeah, I know. She won't stop talking about you. But don't tell her I said that!" The doorman quickly recovered.
"Of course not." Santana had a smug grin playing on her lips at the words the doorman spilled.
"Anyway, I'm Finn. I have specific orders to let you up to floor 12 with no questions." Finn shook the brunette's hand and smiled.
"Okay.. And the apartment number?" Santana walked into the open elevator.
"Oh, right. It's number 127. Have a nice night, Santana." Finn smiled and the doors closed.
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"She's going to come B. I know it. So calm down."
"I've been waiting for.. 16 minutes! What if she forgot?." Brittany whimpered and continued pacing around the living room.
"Brittany, she asked YOU out. She's not going to forget. I mean, I don't think she CAN forget." Quinn smirked and continued to read her magazine.
"What?" Brittany was just about to interrogate Quinn when there was a knock on the door.
Quinn looked up to see Brittany frozen in shock, panic, surprise and excitement. She rolled her eyes and stood up clutching the magazine and walked her way down the hallway pushing Brittany onto the couch.
"Hi Santana." Quinn opened the door to reveal the Latina standing there with a beautiful orange flower.
"Hey Quinn. Can I come in?" Santana walked in after Quinn nodded.
She stood at the end of the hallway and looked around. It was a nice and spacious apartment. There was a whole wall made of glass at the end of the living room and showed a magnificent view of New York City.
Her eyes eventually fell on a blonde sitting comfortably on a couch with a sweet smile on her face.
"Hello, stranger." The blonde got up and walked over to the Latina.
"Hey, you." Santana flirted back and leaned forward to peck the blondes soft cheek. "This is for you." She handed over the flower, blushing.
"It's beautiful. Thank you. What is it?" Brittany took the flower and inhaled it's aroma.
"It's a Day Lily."
"It's beautiful." The blonde repeated.
"You're beautiful." The Latina murmured, looking down and missing the smile Brittany revealed.
Quinn stood at the end of the hallway, watching the couple with a smile on her face. She then turned and retreated to her bedroom to give the other two some privacy.
"So, are you ready? My car's out front." Santana looked up into beautiful blue eyes and took the blonde's hand.
Brittany could only nod.
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After saying a quick bye to Quinn, the two set off down the elevator, waving bye to Finn as they passed and walked out into the cool night.
Santana quickly opened the passenger door to the convertible with a shy smile and waited until Brittany was comfortable in the plush, leather seat and closed the door. Santana walked around and slid in and started up the engine.
"Okay, are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Keys back to your apartment?"
"Quinn's going to be up until I come back but yes, I have a spare."
"Good. Seatbelt?"
"What? Stop being such a mum!"
"Whatever, let's go!" Santana smiled and hit the accelerator.
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Quinn had a shower and changed into her fluffy octopus covered pyjamas and made herself comfortable on the couch , ready for her movie marathon. She was truly happy for Brittany and knew that there was no one better for her than Santana.They matched and complimented each other perfectly.
It's like God has laid a hand or something. Quinn thought to herself as the start of 'Valentine's Day' lit up the 36" LCD.
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"No, I'm serious! I smelled like a dishwasher!"
The car ride to the restaurant was as cheery one with Brittany asking about the Latina's day and laughing at how the 'Under the Sea' bubble photo shoot ended with an exploding bubble blowing machine and a very soapy Santana.
Brittany just continued to laugh at the other girl's misfortune.
"Anyways, enough about me. What about you? How was your day?"
Brittany rolled her eyes thinking back to her shift where she'd clogged up the popcorn and drink machine.
"I don't know why I haven't been fired, seriously! I'm a walking disaster."
"Whoa, then I guess I should be careful tonight?" Santana teased the blonde.
"Boo, you whore." Brittany stuck her tongue out and started giggling.
"Mean Girls quote. Solid." Santana nodded and smiled.
I love her laugh. It's filled with happiness and pure innocence. It's adorable. Santana thought to herself while staring at the blonde's hair which was whipping in the wind.
"Okay, favourite 'Plastic'?"
"Karen for sure. I've definitely got her brains." Brittany pouted a bit.
"Aww, come on. That's not right. You're practically the smarted person I've ever met."
"We've talked like, four times."
"Yeah, so? Just before, you were telling me all about the stars and galaxies. I think that's impressive." The Latina shrugged and continued staring at the road.
Brittany didn't say anything. She just looked up and admired the sparkles across the massive black blanket. She sighed, Santana is the sweetest. She believes in me and I feel so... Complete.. When I'm with her.
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"No! John! Take her back!" Quinn was in the middle of watching 'Dear John' when her phone started chirping.
She quickly wiped her eyes and looked at the caller id. She smiled at the name she hadn't seen in a while.
"Hi Rachel! Oh my goodness, it's been too long. How are you?" Quinn paused the movie and smiled. Her and Rachel had been good friends until the brunette was cast as 'Maria' from West Side Story and had to travel all over the States.
"Yeah, I'm still living with Brittany. No, she's actually out on a date! I know right, it's great." Quinn laughed when the shrieky voice that she had missed filled her ear drums yelling "Details! DETAILS!"
"Well, you know that magazine 'Flaunt It'? Well, the editor, Santana Lopez.. Yeah, she's fabulous. Anyways, yeah. That's the girl that took Brittany out! Exciting isn't it!" The two friends were screaming over the line in pure joy.
"So where are you right now?" Quinn got up and headed to the kitchen. "What! You're in New York! Oh my gosh, we have to catch up!"
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"So, here we are." Santana quickly hopped out of the car and rushed to the passenger side to open the door for her date.
"Thanks San." Brittany intertwined her fingers with the other girl's.
They walked up to the grand entrance of the restaurant. It gets the best write up's and you usually need to book a table at least 6 months ahead but the Latina had her ways. And he hadn't even known Brittany for 6 months.
Santana took a deep breath before pushing open the door and pulled Brittany inside. The blonde's eyes lit up at her surroundings. It looked romantic, elegant and warm. There were several chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and the walls were lined with medium blue wallpaper with gold patterns. The tables were set in a spacious manner with white table cloths for an elegant feel. The place was filled with couples eating and drinking with smiles on their faces. There couples were made up of men and woman but also homosexuals and it made Brittany smile.
There was an attractive waitress in a nice white shirt with a blue tie that hung loosely around her neck and black skirt waiting for them at the front desk.
"Hi and welcome to 'The Blue Flame'. Do you have a reservation?" She spoke in a polite way and in her mind, thought that the two women in front of her were a wonderful couple.
"Yes, it's under the name 'Satan'." Santana spoke with an excited smile on her face.
Really? Satan? Brittany looked highly amused.
The waitress looked down to the book and saw a list at the top with 4 names scrawled on.
It said:
If ever, one of the following people come and say a name from this list, you must immediately lead them to the rooftop and seat them there. Cheers, Puck.
-Satan.(Latina appearance. Hot!)
-Clarissa. (She'll be with a small girl, Tay-Tay)
- Gay Boy. (Baby face, big smile and he'll be with another dude.)
- Butt Chin. (Middle aged man with curly ass hair and a butt chin. Accompanied by a ginger.)
The waitress looked up and smiled. "Right this way."
"Thanks."
The two, with their hands still intertwined, wondered through the restaurant behind the waitress. Brittany was admiring the place with a gleam in her eyes.
"Where are we going?" Brittany whispered when the waitress started going out the back door and up stairs.
"You'll see."
When the couple reached to top of the stairs, they were met with the most gorgeous sight. On top of the restaurant, Santana dropped her companions hand and turned back to the waitress and said "Give us a few? And a bottle of white wine. Thanks." The waitress smiled and headed back down.
In the meantime, Brittany had walked to the edge of the building and stared out. The restaurant was placed on a bit of a hill so they were several feet above ground, being on the roof. The view was exquisite. You could see the Brooklyn Bridge and the whole of New York City, lit up.
Santana crept up behind the other girl and slowly slid her arms around the blonde's waist. Brittany unintentionally gasped in surprise which caused her to blush. She then leaned back a bit and settled into the embrace.
"How's the view?"
"It's... It's.. Amazing. I have no words."
"Yeah, it is."
Brittany turned around so she was looking right into Santana's brown eyes. Santana got lost on the most beautiful blue's she's ever seen.
"Thank you. So much. This is... It's incredible. You're incredible."
The Latina said nothing and just leaned forward to touch their foreheads together.
They were lost in each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity when soft clacking of heels told them that the waitress was coming back.
They smiled and went over to the table which was in the middle of the roof. Once seated the waitress came and popped open the bottle of white wine and filled both of the glasses. She placed the bottle on the table and put down menu's on their plates. She then walked away with a smile.
around the roof, there were fairy lights strung up which gave the romantic glow but unfortunately, didn't provide enough light to allow the couple to read their menu's.
When the Latina noticed, she frowned for the first time that night. She was about to get up and call the waitress back but before she had the chance to get up, a familiar voice greeted her.
"Well, if it isn't Miss Satan Lopez."
Brittany looked up and took in the muscular figure illuminated by the fairy lights.
"Hey, Puck. Long time no see." Santana got up and embraced the man with a peck on his cheek.
"Yeah, figured you couldn't stay away from the Puckasaurus." He smirked.
"And you're still a douche. Great." Santana smiled and rolled her eyes. "Oh, right. Sorry. This is Brittany. Britts, this is Puck. Or Noah."
"Nice to meet you, Puck." Brittany scrunched her nose up at the name.
"Pleasure's all mine, Brittany." Puck smiled and shook her hand.
"Nice addition to the uniform, by the way." Santana gestured to the blue tie that was around his neck.
"Yeah, just to class it up a bit." Puck shrugged but looked pleased with himself.
"And did I mention Puck here, owns this place?" Santana sat back down and watched Brittany quirk her eyebrow.
"Wow. This is really nice." Brittany gestured around and stopped to stare at the city lights, again.
"Yeah, this place is reserved for my special friends. And people that can pay big bucks." He smiled and winked. He looked at the happy couple and then at the table and frowned. "Hey, where's your fire?"
"I think the waitress doesn't know about that. Is she new?" Santana questioned.
"Yeah, I hired her 'cause she's banging." He smirked. "Wait, I'll be right back, ladies." He then hurried back down the stairs.
"How long have you known Puck?"
"He's an old family friend actually. We went to school together and we've been really close. He's one of my best friends. I actually gave him the idea of the name for this place."
"The Blue Flames" Brittany squinted at the menu.
"Yeah, it was an accidental discovery. But you'll see."
Puck then came leaping up the stairs with a few pieces of wood in his hands. "Alright, now watch the magic."
He placed a small glass bowl in the centre of the table and put the wood in. He then handed Santana a box of matches and Brittany 2 packs of strawberry Pop Rocks. "Enjoy your evening. I'll see you later, Santana."
"Thanks Puck."
"Later, Puckerman."
Brittany looked at the wood then the Pop Rocks then to the Latina who was trying hard not to bop the blonde's nose at the cute expression she was wearing.
"Okay, now watch this. It's amazing."
Santana list a match and then placed it carefully into the bowl of wood. She then lit another and another. They waited while the matches slowly caught onto the pieces of wood then the flames suddenly turned blue with a soft crackling.
Santana tore her eyes away from the fire and stared at Brittany. In her eyes, the flames danced. The blondes face was outlined with blue and she looked so beautiful.
"Wow.." The blonde said softly. "Now i get the name of the restaurant."
Santana smiled and reached across the table to grab one of the packets of Pop Rocks. She tore it open and reached over and took Brittany's hand. She turned the blondes palm up and poured some of the pink sugar crystals on.
"Throw it on." Santana nodded towards the fire.
Brittany looked unsure but trusted the Latina and threw the candy into the fire. Suddenly, the fire turned purple and the smoke that the fire omitted turned a pretty shade of pink. As the Pop Rocks melted, the 'popping' noises started, softly. With each 'pop' yellow sparks appeared, exploding through the flames.
Brittany was again, speechless. It made Santana grin. She put the packet of Pop Rocks down and picked up her menu and could then read it thanks to the flames. Brittany then followed suit.
"Hmmm.. I don't know. It all looks amazing." Brittany sghed and placed the menu back on her plate and stared at the flames which were slowly turning back to blue.
"I know. What about the Skillet Steak, to share. And we'll get some salad and pasta to go with it?" The Latina looked up and into the blue eyes she's learned to love, so much.
"Yeah, whatever you want. I'll bet it's amazing."
"Yes. Definitely. Puck may be an ass, but he sure knows how to put a good meal together."
The two waited for the waitress to come back, take their order, refill their glasses and wonder back down. The couple sat in a comfortable silence and let their eyes wonder over the city.
Santana then realized the fire was back to a pure blue so she threw some more Pop Rocks in. The 'popping' seemed to bring Brittany out of her daze and they started up a nice, flowing conversation over the flames.
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"I can imagine. Rehearsals all day then performances all night. Must be a nightmare. Oh! Not for you of course. Yeah, umm.. No, I haven't seen the play yet. Oh, yeah! I'm definitely going to it! I'll drag Britts along too. She loves musicals."
Quinn leaned on the kitchen island with the phone resting on her shoulder and prying open a tub of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ben & Jerry's.
"Yeah, okay. No worries. I'll see you soon! I'll call you later. Yep, I'll tell her. Kay, bye Rach." Quinn hung up and picked up her ice cream and returned to her couch and pressed play.
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"Okay, we have to toast. This is the most magical first date I've ever been on. It's been incredible. Just spending time with you. Brittany, I'm so glad you're with me right now and I wouldn't have it any other way." Santana smiled and blushed a bit.
"Same. But I know that we're going to have so many more dates, we're going to laugh alot more and smile so much out cheeks hurt. To us." Brittany clinked their glasses together.
"To us."