THE PERFECT MATCH

chapter 2

sorry for the late

I hope you like this chapter

Brittany walked back to the newspaper office. she kept thinking of questions she should have asked. she felt stupid . The she felt mad. why was she so rude? who did she think she was?

The office was empty, except for Rory, who wrote about the arts, music and movies. Brittany threw his stuff on his desk.

"I just taked to the cheerios captain of Mckinley High", she said. "I totally messed ot up, too. When is Artie coming back?, Im sick of all this extra work."

Rory laughed. "I dont know. And guess what? I have another story for you to write." He waved a piece of paper at Brittany.

"What?" asked Brittany. She sat down next to Rory. She loved talking to him. He was from Ireland. He had black hair and bright blue eyes. Brittany loved her accent. Rory thought Brittany was the best thing about the newspaper. To be honest Rory just worked there for Brittany. He had some feelings for her.

"You wont believe it", He said. " A student group is putting personal ads on the school web site. You find the perfect match for yourself. Then you meet at the Valentines Day dance." He grinned and tossed the flyer at Brittany.

Brittany groaned. "Valentines Day is so lame. It was only made up so greeting cards companies could make money. It's so stupid."

Rory laughed at her. "Now we know why you don't have a boyfriend".

"Oh, give me a break". Brittany said.

"Sorry", said he pointed at Brittany. "I think you should write something about the ads. Look at them you will get in the mood."

"Yeah right" Brittany said. She put the flyer into his backpack.

"Come on, Brittany. Who knows? Maybe you will meet your perfect match. And me, too. I dont have a date for the dance. Maybe I will find a nice American girl." She winked at Brittany and then left the office.

Santana was walking home she was really tired. Cheerio practice had been long. Then she had to wait for that stupid girl. And for what?

"Hey, Santana, want a ride" She looked up to see Puck.

He was leaning out of his blue car. His football shirt was dirty from practice.

"Hi puck". Santana got into the car.

"What's going on?" asked Puck.

"I just talked to a girl from the school paper", Santana said. "She didn't know a thing about cheerleading. I know she's going to mess up the story".

"How bad could it be?" asked puck "As long as Sue get what she want?".

Santana smiled Puck was such a great friend. He was one of the best players on the football team. But he still went to her competitions. He even skipped a practice for one.

In their free time they hung out a lot. They'd go to the movies. Or they'd go to Puck's house and play in the play station 3.

Sometimes Puck wished they talked more about important stuffs. He liked Santana a lot, but at the same time, he always had fun with her.

"You hear about this dating web site?".Puck asked.

"Yeah" she said. "It sounds stupid to me."

"What's so bad about it?"

"I dont know". Santana said

"That kind of thing never works Valentines Day is stupid anyway."

Puck didn't say a word. Santana thought he looked sort of sad.

"So, are you going to the dance?" He asked.

"I dont know"She said. Then he changed the subject. "Hey, I have to get some gas. Do you mind coming along?"

"Nope" said Santana.