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The final bell of the day rang and everyone stood up, gathered their books and then left the classroom. Santana stood up and walked out with Tina who she had a couple of classes with.
"Are you sure you don't want to come to glee club? It's a lot of fun." Tina was asking her as they made their way down the hallway.
"I can't today, but I will think about it." Santana said as she readjusted her glasses.
"I will see you tomorrow then." The Asian said and turned a corner to go to the chorus room. Santana continued to walk towards the main doors.
Santana sat in her room doing her homework when she heard the door open a little. She spun in her desk chair and saw her dog, Scout, trot in slowly. Smiling, she got out of her chair and made her way over to Scout, and began to stroke her black and tan fur. When Santana was about eight, her parents surprised her with a German shepherd puppy. So she named her after Scout Finch from her favorite book, To Kill a Mockingbird.
She continued to pet Scout as she heard a knock on her door. She glanced up and saw her mom standing in the doorway. "Hey." She said looking back down at her dog.
"How was school?"
"Fine."
"Make any friends?"
"Mom, I'm not five at my first day of kindergarten."
"Well dinner will be in five minutes."
"Okay, I will be down soon." Maribel nodded and then left her daughters room.
The cheerio's locker room was filled with the cheerleaders, changing out of their uniforms and taking showers. Brittany was drying her hair with a towel as Quinn walked over, her hair wet as well.
"Good job today B." She said pulling out a water bottle.
"Thanks." Brittany flipped her hair back, being satisfied by how dry her hair was. "Are you hanging out with Finn tonight?"
Quinn rolled her eyes. "No he has to do something for glee club. Are you free?"
"Can't, I have plans." Brittany turned back to her locker and took a swig from her water bottle.
"With who?" Quinn asked raising an eyebrow.
"I am going to dinner with Mike."
"Mike Chang?" Quinn asked, glancing over at the taller blonde.
"Yeah."
"When did that happen?"
"Nothing happened, we have been friends forever, you would think you would have known that."
"Whatever. I still think you two should hook up though. He has an amazing body; I don't think that boy produces fat."
Brittany let out a chuckle. "I just don't like him like that." She said shrugging.
"Do you like any one like that?"
"Yes, I just don't let those feelings take over my life. Unlike someone." Brittany closed her locker and began to walk away.
As usual, Mike picked Brittany up around eight from her house. "Hey Britt." The Asian said as Brittany buckled her seat belt up.
"Hey." She said, settling down in the seat as he began to pull away.
"So where am I taking you tonight?"
"Finn's house." She said pulling down the visor to make sure that her lipstick was perfect.
"Finn?" He asked glancing over at her.
"Mhm." She hummed.
"I thought you were breaking it off with him?"
"I did, but he texted me today and he seemed really desperate. I guess Quinn isn't putting out, or at least not enough."
Mike began to laugh but caught himself quickly. "Isn't Quinn like your best friend?"
"Well second to you. Who else would be my cover for doing what I have been doing?"
"True."
"I still don't get why you are using me as a cover though."
"You know I can't tell anyone else what I am doing."
"You're dating Tina, no one really cares."
"I wish that was true, but you know status is everything at McKinley. I'm on the football team, she is in glee."
"Quinn is head cheerleader and Finn is in glee."
"He is also quarterback."
"I don't get why status matters so much."
"See you're lucky, people know how you date whoever you want and nobody cares."
"I just ignore what they say. But it's not like I really date people."
"No you just hook up with people."
"You are really lucky that you are driving." Brittany said, refraining herself from pushing Mike.
Mike was laughing as he pulled up to the curb. "Well here you go, when do you want me to pick you up?"
"Whenever you are done, just text me beforehand." She said hopping out of the car, and then closed the door behind her. Mike drove away as she walked through the front yard and knocked on the front door.
Santana scratched her head as she read her book. There was something so relaxing about reading before going to bed. It helped relax her mind, which would help her max out the amount of sleep that she would need to be able to focus fully in school the next day.
She let out a yawn and checked her watch. It was a little after ten. After reading another couple of pages, she reached the end of the chapter and closed the book. Santana turned out the desk lamp and then walked over to her bed, crawled in under the covers.
She turned off the light on the bed stand, and then placed her glasses next to the lamp. Letting out another yawn, Santana rubbed her eyes and then closed them, as she waited for sleep to come.
Brittany took another swig of her beer that was almost empty. "You know when you texted me I figured you wanted more than just somebody to drink beers with. I mean you could always do that with Puckerman."
"Give me a break Britt." Finn said a little annoyed. He finished his beer and tossed it into a bin that already had four others. "This is hard, I feel bad about doing this behind Quinn's back."
"You think I like doing this either? That's why I broke it off with you. She is like one of my best friends."
"So does that mean that you don't want to do it?"
"Do you?" Brittany finished her beer and tossed it into the bin, joining the others.
"It's just Quinn can be so stubborn. And she has such high values and is super religious."
"Are you trying to set the mood? Because talking about your girlfriend, is not really doing anything for me."
"You get moody when you drink." Finn observed.
"Really not helping." Brittany said annoyed.
Finn glanced down at the bin and counted. "Is someone picking you up? You are not driving after four beers."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "First: unlike you, I can take my alcohol. And second: yes I have a ride." She stood up and Finn looked at her. "Well are we going to your room or not?"
"Sure." Finn said standing up and followed her up to his room. Brittany knew where his room was even if she was blindfolded. She wasn't proud of how many times she had slept with Finn, she did really like the guy all that much, hence the reason she had to drink so much when coming over to his house.
Finn went to one of the drawers in his closet while Brittany closed the door and turned out the lights. She walked over to Finn, who was sitting on his bed. Without the lights on, Finn missed her rolling her eyes, she always had to be the one in control with him, he still didn't fully understand what he was supposed to do.
Standing in front of him, she attached their lips and within seconds his tongue was in her mouth. She moaned a little into his mouth, not that she was really turned on by what was going on but to make it seem as if she was enjoying herself. Finn's hands made their way around her waist and then slowly moved down to her butt.
She leaned into him more, causing him to begin to lie down on the bed. His hands moved up pulling her shirt off and then he brought his hands around to unclasp her bra. After struggling for a moment, Brittany groaned and pulled away, unclasping it with ease. Finn rolled them over so that he was on top and kissed his way down to her chest. His hands found the zipper of her jeans and unzipped it, pulling them off of her, and tossing them to the side. Brittany's hand found his jeans and began to unzip them when she heard a buzzing sound.
"What was that?" Finn asked as she began to pull away.
"That's my phone." She said annoyed and slid out from underneath him.
"And you are checking it… why?" He asked confused.
"That's probably my ride." She said looking around for her jeans. "Can you turn on the lights?" Finn stood up and made his way over to the light switch and turned it on. Brittany found her phone and saw she had a text from Mike. She slid her jeans back on and then pulled her bra and shirt back on.
"I guess I will see you around." Finn said as she began to walk out the door.
Brittany didn't answer but instead continued to walk until she got to Mike's car. She opened the door and then plopped herself in.
"How much did you drink tonight?" Mike asked, glancing over at her.
"Just a couple of beers." She waved off the question.
"Britt." Mike said more serious this time. He still had not pulled away.
"I only had four."
"Do you want to sleep at my place?"
"Sure. I think Emily has a friend over, so that wouldn't be the worst thing, sleeping at your place."
Mike nodded and then pulled away from the curb.
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