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"Mom, where did you put my sandals?" Brittany called as she walked out the small hotel bathroom. She was wearing a tank top and some shorts- she didn't really plan to go full out sunburnt on her first day on the beach. In California.
She still couldn't believe it. Ohio was… well, it was Ohio. It was nothing special and Lima was far from extravagant. But her parents had saved up to get enough money for a whole-summer stay by Laguna beach in a hotel with the yellow sands practically on the front lawn. She loved her parents so much, and she couldn't wait to finally do them proud when she worked hard and got good grades back at McKinley when school began again in September.
The blonde made her way down the elevator and into the lobby. She looked around, it was neat and pretty Californian-beach style (if that was a thing). One person in particular caught her eye. A cute brunette, dressed in the hotel uniform was pacing around behind the desks. She looked like she wanted out, and the girl was scribbling on paper left, right and centre in a rush. Eventually, she jogged over to a man in the same uniform and with a nod from him, swooped around and practically ran out the hotel.
Well, I hope she gets where she's going,Brittany thought idly. The cheerleader made her way out the lobby doors and into the sunshine, joining the flock of beach-ready tourists rushing down to the sand.
Brittany let out a sigh as a pleasant warm wind brushed past her face. She lay in the sand, head head bordered by tiny grains as the sun heated her skin. The blonde wondered if she could stay like this for the rest of the summer- with the sound of the waves and kids playing. It was relaxing to say the least. That was, until she was shook by a massive 'Thump!' as, presumably, a body landed right next to her. Startled, Brittany opened her eyes and shot up, looking to her left. To her surprise, there lay the brunette from the hotel lobby. She was giggling, seemingly oblivious to the world for a second before realising what had just happened.
Then she, too, jumped up in front of Brittany.
"Sorry!" she gasped (a hint of laughter still in her voice). As she smiled, the brunette's face crinkled cutely, melting into the turned up corners of her lips. Maybe Brittany stared for too long, because she cocked her head slightly. "Have I seen you somewhere?" she asked suddenly, her face swapped into a frown.
The blonde considered saying no, but the truth wouldn't hurt, she decided. "Yeah, I think I've seen you in my hotel lobby, just down the path to the right?" Brittany said. The brunette nodded. She stuck out her hand. "Santana," she introduced herself. Brittany smiled and took the girl's hand, shaking it playfully. "Brittany," she replied.
"Nice to meet you, Brittany," Santana smirked. Brittany found herself reflecting that expression. Her smiles were contagious. "Want to play some volleyball?"
Well, Brittany could hardly say no.
"And I can't believe I'm leaving,
Oh I don't kno-kno-know what I'm gonna do."