Chapter 2: Drops of Jupiter
"Now that she's back in the atmosphere..."
"Brittany! How'd you get this song? I thought you only listened to super pop stuff."
"I miiiiiiight have gone through your iPod last week when you were sleeping."
"Well, then I guess you know this is like one of my favorite songs?"
"I thought your favorite song was 'My Cup'..."
"Oh come on, Britt!"
"You know, I wanted to show this song to Mr. Schue for us to perform at Nationals this year, if we make it. Since Finn and Rachel can't be trusted to not slobber all over the stage...maybe we can do it."
"That's definitely... the best idea I've ever heard."
Brittany smiled, as they passed through Pennsylvania.
"I wonder what our performance would be like, San."
Both girls thought of exactly how it would look.
Santana was wearing a gorgeous shade of red, and Brittany wearing an elegant black. They would start at opposite sides of the stage, and Santana started off the singing.
Santana thought about how she felt when Brittany was finally hers again, and no longer belonging to Artie or anyone else.
"Now that she's back in the atmosphere, with drops of Jupiter in her hair, heyyy-eyy-eyy...
She acts like summer and walks like rain, reminds me that there's time to change, heyyy-eyy-eyy..."
As she sang the lines, she thought about how much she really had changed because of Brittany.
Now Brittany sang.
"Since the return from her stay on the moon, she listens like spring and she talks like June, heyy-eyy-eyy...eyy-eyy-eyy...
Tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded? And that heaven is overrated?"
Brittany thought about how Santana had gone around trying to forget about Brittany, and trying to hide her feelings in order to seem "normal". But now that she was hers again, Santana was a totally different person.
Santana smiled, and then continued.
"Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?"
Santana remembered the hurt she had felt when Brittany was with Artie. He was comfortable with himself, depsite his disability, and Santana wasn't even comfortable with her own sexual orientation at the time. It made her wonder how Brittany could really miss all of Santana's imperfections.
Brittany stepped closer to Santana.
"Now that she's back from that soul vacation, tracing her way through the constellation, heyy-eyy...
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo. Reminds me that there's room to grow, heyy-eyy-eyy, yeah..."
Brittany thought about how she's grown having known Santana, and her new belief in true love.
The two got closer to each other, now singing directly to each other. Santana took a deep breath as she prepared to sing the next part.
"Now that she's back in the atmosphere, I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol Jane, told a story about a woman who is too afraid to fly so she never did land..
Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day and head back toward the milky way? And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find?"
Santana thought about how she still tried to keep everything so secretive, even holding Brittany's hand under a napkin because she was so afraid of people seeing them.
Santana looked to Brittany, and Brittany sang the next line.
"And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?"
Brittany remembered just desperately wanted to know that Santana truly did miss her, and that her lies about Karofsky and her being soulmates were just a big coverup.
As the music played, they now danced closer.
Brittany took the next line, because it was kind of silly and oh-so Brittany.
"Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken?"
Then, a smiling Santana sang the next one.
"Your best friend always sticking up for you."
Brittany thought of how Santana always did manage to stick up for her, no matter how stupid the things she said might have been.
Santana continued.
"Even when I know you're wrong. Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance, five hour phone conversation?"
Santana wouldn't be able to imagine not talking to Brittany for a day, none of their weird romance, and especially could not live without their first real dance at Sectionals as the Troubletones, doing their sexy tango.
Brittany then went on, now only inches away from Santana.
"The best soy latte that you ever had...and me."
The two girls smiled, because all they realy wanted was each other, and Santana stepped toward the front of the stage more.
"Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day, and head back toward the milky way? Tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded?"
Brittany made sure to sing the next line with all her heart, thinking about when Santana had truly been looking for herself and dated Karofsky as a decoy.
"And that heaven was overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?"
The rest of the New Directions, girls dressed in black and red dresses, and boys in red shirts and black pants then popped out, dancing in pairs, singing the
"Na, Na, Na, Nana, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Nanana..."
Santana then sang the rest of the real lines.
"And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of daayyyy?"
"Na, Na, Na, Nana, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Nanana..."
"And did you faaaaaaall for a shooting star, faaaaaall for a shooting star?"
"Na, Na, Na, Nana, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Nanana..."
Both girls were now dancing with each other, and sang the last line together.
"Are you lonely looking for yourself out there...?"
By the time they had snapped back into reality, Brittany had subconsciously pulled into a rest stop. The two girls just leaned into each other, knowing they must have had the same little fantasy, and gave the longest kiss they had ever given. It was of course the best one too. And they hoped that maybe they could pitch their idea to Mr. Schuester, and that hopefully he would like it, and that they really would be able to perform it. Rachel Berry could perform another song, but Drops of Jupiter was just for them
A/N: Writing through the song was kind of difficult, since I had to make it seem realistically like a Glee performance, but transferring that into text was weird. Hope you liked this one!