A/N: You can skip reading this if you want, it's not really important. Sorry it took so long to post this. I was actually going to post it this weekend, but I lost track of time and didn't quite get it far as I had hoped. I did work on this instead of my ten-page research paper, though. Also, I hate to say it, but I don't think that updates will be as regular as I hoped. I will try my best, though. Happy 15

The next day at the Pierce apartment started off much like the previous. Brittany stood, pacing, by 6:00am while the other blonde lay on the bed, headphones in, trying to get a few more hours of sleep.

Santana had texted the night prior and told Brittany that she would pick them up around 9 since the photo shoot was scheduled for 10.

"Hey, Britt?" Quinn finally speaks up, "Remind me to never agree to a sleep over when the next day involves Santana, okay?" She wasn't originally planning on spending the night, but Brittany had pointed out that it would be easier since Santana was picking them up at Brittany's place, and Quinn wouldn't have to get up as early since she wouldn't have to drive to Britt's. Even if she had to wake up half an hour earlier to be at her friends Quinn still feels she would have gotten way more sleep had she stayed at her own apartment.

"I know, I'm sorry Q. I just, I really like her and don't want to mess this up. What if I accidentally knock something over, or mess up the photo shoot or something!" Brittany begins to panic, again.

"Okay, first off, I don't think that would happen, and don't worry Britt. Santana like you, like a lot. Anyone with eyes could tell that. Second, I highly doubt you would knock something over. I mean, you're like the most graceful person I know. But, maybe you should get a few more hours of sleep so that you don't fall asleep or something at the studio."

Brittany just nods and goes to lie back down on the bed. When she's asleep five minutes later Quinn just sighs before rolling back over and falling asleep herself.

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This time it's Quinn who wakes up first. She can hear the alarm going off and goes to quickly shut it off so as not to wake her friend. After deciding she's not ready to deal with her friend quite yet she opts to let her sleep.

When she steps out of the bathroom after a quick shower she checks the time and sees it's a little past eight. She gets dressed and then decides to save her friend the grief and goes to pick out an outfit for her as well. Then she goes to wake up the taller blonde.

"Hey, Britt. Time to get up." Quinn gently shakes her shoulder. When that doesn't work she opts to pull all the blankets from the bed. Brittany, who was tangled up among the sheets, ended up falling to the floor with a thud. Once the taller blonde

"Oh my gosh, what time is it?" Brittany shoots up out of bed.

"Don't worry, you still have about half an hour. Go shower, and I picked out your clothes because I knew that would save you a whole lot of panic," Quinn answers her friend.

Brittany just nods and makes her way towards the bathroom door. After a hot shower she gets out and sees what her best friend has picked out for her. She pulls on the dark skinny jeans, a light blue v-neck, some black converse and completes the look with her leather jacket. She gets dressed, and after blow-drying her hair she decides to leave it in its natural wavy state. She applies a light coat of makeup and then, after a little debate in her head she pulls on the fedora hanging on the hook.

Just as she's leaving her room there's a knock on the door. She can see Quinn going to answer it through the doorway. After waiting a few more seconds she crosses the hall and ass she enters the small living room of her apartment she sees Santana leaning against the doorframe talking to the shorter blonde.

When Santana hears her footsteps approaching she looked up and smiled at her. She took in the latina's look as she approached the door. She was dressed nice, but casual in dark jeans and a white blouse. Like Brittany she had on a leather jacket over her shirt and a pair of large sunglasses rested on her head. As Brittany's eyes reached her face she saw the brunette smirk and her cheeks reddened as she realized she just got caught checking her girlfriend out.

"Ready to go Britt?" Santana asked. "I was just talking to Quinn here and I heard you had a little trouble sleeping last night," she quirked her eyebrow. When Brittany looked at Quinn she just shrugged.

Brittany opens her mouth to say something to defend herself but as she's about to come up with a lame excuse Santana's phone goes off. She holds up one finger and puts the phone to her ear. A few words are exchanged before she hangs up.

"Well, we should probably get going. The earlier we get there the sooner we can leave." Santana smiles and turns to leave the doorway. Brittany follows and Quinn brings up the rear locking the door behind them.

They exit the apartment building and Brittany sees a large Red Range Rover parked on the curb. She can't help but be impressed with her girlfriend's vehicle. Her girlfriend, Brittany decides she likes the sound of that.

"Are you going to get in?" Santana motions to the opened passenger door. Once Brittany's secured in the front seat Santana shuts the door and head's over to the driver's side.

"Is this car amazing, or what? I mean seriously, she's gotta have some serious dough to get this baby." Quinn whispers excitedly before Santana gets in the car. Britt just nods as Santana climbs in the driver's seat.

The ride to the studio is spent in a comfortable silence. The radio can be heard playing softly in the background as Santana reaches over the center council and grasps Brittany's hand causing a small smile to grace the blonde's lips.

When they reach the large building Santana pulls into the parking space.

"You guys excited?" She asks. When I nod enthusiastically she just smiles and turns to Quinn. "This is that underwear shoot that Sam was talking about." When Quinn's mouth drops Santana just smirks as she exits the car.

Brittany follows suit and they turn to enter the building. Santana turns to Quinn, "So, you coming or are you just gonna sit there trying to catch some bugs in your mouth?"

The shorter blonde just closes her mouth and moves to follow the other two girls into the building. When they enter there's a lady sitting at the front desk.

"Hello Ms. Lopez."

"Hey, Emma. I told you, call me Santana. Well, I need a couple visitor IDs for these two here."

"Sure thing Ms. Santana. I'll just need your friends to sign in here." After Brittany and Quinn sign their names Emma hands over the two IDs.

"All set?" Santana questions. When the two blondes nod their heads she starts towards the elevators to the left, motioning for them to follow. When they enter the elevator Santana hits the button for floor eight.

"I just have to stop by my office and pick up a few things, then we'll go down to the third floor where the shoot is taking place, alright? The two blondes nod at her.

When they reach the eighth floor Santana leads them down past a bunch a row of cubicles to an office at the end of the walkway. She grabs a few files before exiting the office and the three girls make their way back to the elevator.

When they first walk into the wide-open room where the photo shoot is meant to take place Brittany can't help but look on in awe.

"Hey guys, glad you could make it," Sam walks up and greets them.

"Hey Sam!" Brittany exclaims.

"Are you guys excited to be here?"

"Yeah, I mean I love this magazine and I get to see Santana at work instead of here only seeing me at the movies.'

"Well, I do enjoy that uniform," Santana winks at Brittany.

"Santana, time to start the first shoot" A voice calls from over near the cameras.

"Yeah, coming Kurt," Santana calls out. "Kurt's the fashion designer here." As she starts walking further into the room. When they near the equipment Brittany glances over to see her friend staring at awe at the different cameras sitting on the table.

"Alright Sam, ready?" Sam turns towards the backdrop and makes his way over to the people waiting to prep him for the pictures.

"You guys can sit down here," Santana motions to two chairs next to her behind the screens where the pictures will be viewed. Brittany takes the one nearer to the brunette and Quinn sits down next to her. Santana settles into her seat as the photographer steps up onto the ladder.

"Okay, Sam, let's hope I didn't bruise your hips up too bad for this shoot." Santana smirks. Although it's not the underwear shoot Santana knows that Sam will be showing a little bit of skin and she wonders how Quinn will react. "Here we go, set one."

Sam comes out in a pair of jeans set low on his hips and before posing in front of the backdrop removes the sweatshirt he was wearing to reveal a toned stomach. She hears a noise coming from her right and looks over to see Brittany nudging the shorter blonde. Quinn just ducks her head and Santana can see the blush creep up her cheeks.

"Damn, your boys got some abs Q!" Brittany exclaims and Santana can't help but chuckle.

After a few more hours of sitting and going through photos Santana's glad the shoot's over. Not that she doesn't enjoy her job, she just wants to get out of here. She picks up the files from earlier, now a little more full, and gives them to Kurt.

Santana knows that she should do the final stuff herself, but she trusts Kurt and she really does just want to get out of here.

"Alright you guys ready for lunch?" Brittany and Quinn nod and stand.

"I'm invited, too, right?" Sam comes up behind them changed out of the clothes he was wearing, now dressed in some jeans with a white button up.

"Of course, Sam." The brunette says and the foursome head out towards Santana's car.