Santana's phone buzzed in her pocket as she climbed the final set of stairs to exit the subway:
Hey gorgeous, just checking I have the right number? Dx
Santana bit her lip and blushed. Dani clearly didn't waste any time!
Sorry who is this?
Santana snickered as she quickly sent a second text
Just kidding! Yeah it's Santana J I guess you just couldn't wait to speak to me again ;) Sx
Rude! I panicked there thinking you'd given me the number of a random to make me leave you alone or something! Dx
The dark-haired girl's confidence grew as she realised she had made Dani nervous.
Nah I wouldn't let you get away without buying me dinner that easily :P Sx
Santana had reached her apartment building and climbed slowly up to her floor, smiling cheesily to herself as she thought about Dani. Dani was so cute. Like seriously, if Santana was her, she would just look in mirrors all day. So yeah okay, she kind of did that anyway. Not the point.
Her phone vibrated again:
Ahaha, I wouldn't want you to! Would Friday night be good for you? Dx
Santana's smile burst out into a full grin as she read Dani's text, opening her apartment door.
"Oh my God, Santana, Dani totally asked you out didn't she?!" Rachel squealed excitedly as Kurt walked into the room and joined in -
"Satan! No way! This is awesome, Rachel told me how hot she is!"
Santana's smile faded only slightly as she rolled her eyes in mock-annoyance.
"Yeah, she did," the Latina said, attempting to remain nonchalant.
"Shut up, you're totally excited! When are you going? What are you going to wear? What are you doi-?"
Santana interrupted Rachel,
"Woaaah there little Hobbit, calm yourself! We're going out for dinner on Friday night – no, I don't know where to yet - so I can't tell you what I'm going to wear, apart from it'll be sexy as hell, with heels."
"I'm so happy for you S, really, it's about time you dated someone that wasn't Brittany. You guys are going to have the best time! You have to come home and tell us all about it as soon as you get in on Friday."
"If I get in on Friday," Santana smirked.
"Santana! Dani is a nice girl, don't you go and leave her high and dry!"
"Chill out, chill out girl, God, it was a joke! How do you know Dani isn't going to do that to me?! Anyway, I'm going to go get changed out of this repulsive uniform now, but I'll keep you updated, alright?"
Rachel nodded sagely. As Santana walked over to her 'room', Rachel whispered to Kurt,
"Ten bucks says she doesn't stay over?"
"You're on," the boy replied.
Santana was getting changed into a pair of leggings and a baggy top when she realised that she hadn't replied to Dani's date text! She whipped out her mobile, typed, and hit send as soon as she could.
Sorry for the late reply! I got waylaid by the Drama Queens. I would love to go out for dinner on Friday J where are we going? Sx
Text sent, Santana's eyes wandered around the room aimlessly, passing time until she received her reply. The pictures of her and Brittany and Quinn were still stuck on the front of her wardrobe. The Latina stood and went over to them, her left hand gently raised as though she could feel the three of them there.
She heard her phone vibrate with Dani's response on her bedside cabinet and made a split second decision. She softly pulled the photographs off the door one by one and placed them into the box she kept at the bottom of her wardrobe, full of McKinley High pictures, medals and lucky mascots.
As much as she loved Brittany, Santana was in New York now, with Rachel and Kurt. Brittany was the past and maybe, just maybe, Dani was a part of her future. Santana didn't know, but she needed to give Dani a chance and she couldn't do that with Brittany smiling at her from across the room.
A weight off her shoulders, Santana bounced happily back across to her bed and flopped onto it, opening up Dani's message.
Don't worry about it, I imagine that they can be quite forceful haha! Awesome J I was thinking Italian? If you text me your address I can come by and pick you up on the way, like 7:30? Dx
Santana thought about waiting the obligatory 10 minutes, then realised that she couldn't care less. She sent her address then followed it with another, short message –
Perfect. J Sxxx
She bit her lip again – a bad habit, she knew – and smirked, already eager for Friday night to come around. It was Wednesday night - how was she going to last working all day Thursday and Friday at the diner?!