Chapter 14 ahoy! :P how lame of me. Anyway, here's chapter 14 and thank you beautiful people for reading and reviewing, it's super lovely. Just so you know I have a Quinntana fic out there now so you might wish to give that a quick once over. Thanks! Oh and I will be going back to hell—I mean school xD next week so I'm afraid chaps are going to come slower :'( Don't worry! I will be graduating soon :D
Santana pottered around the house, tidying things up before she started cooking breakfast for herself, Britt and Dave. Pancakes sounded super awesome. Oh, and she had a duck-shaped cookie cutter at her house so that would be good for Britts. She heard a door open and the downstairs toilet flush. Dave was awake. He walked out into the kitchen wearing just his boxers. Sure, it was cool that he had become so comfortable with living here that he could walk around shirtless, but that didn't change the fact that Santana did not want to see him half-naked.
She gave him what he liked to call the 'Clothes. Now' look before she returned to cooking. He rolled his eyes good naturedly and went to find a shirt. Santana switched the radio on and started to dance a little while she cooked. Hearing Jessie J's 'Do It Like a Dude', Brittany came down from upstairs wearing just a baggy shirt that fell half way down her awesome thighs.
Santana didn't mind it when Brittany walked around her house half-naked. Britt came up behind San for a cuddle. She wrapped her arms around the brunette and giggled when San kept dancing. Santana twisted in Britt's arms so they were facing each other. She ducked her head a little to kiss her girlfriend. They danced a little until Santana had to turn around to flip the pancake she was working on.
"Why is it that Brittany can walk around in just that and I can't walk around without a shirt?" Dave whined from behind them. Santana twisted in Britt's arm again so she could look at Dave over the blonde's shoulder.
"'Cause I like to get my pervs on at Britts," Santana replied running her hands down Britt's sides seductively. Brittany took this as a sign to move her body more to the music.
"Oh God," Dave mock-gagged at them, "do you mind not doing that when I'm in here?"
Santana laughed at him and turned around again to transfer the pancake she was working on from the pan to a plate. She poured more mixture into the pan while slowly rocking her body against Britts. She liked these fun moments with her friend and the girl she loved with all her heart.
After all the pancakes had been cooked and she had playfully slapped away Brittany's hand from the food a few times, Santana cut duck shapes into a third of the pancakes and put them on the table. Dave smiled and thanked her before digging in with a male's appetite. Britt kissed her on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks for the ducks, San."
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Ah, Tuesday. Better than Monday but still shitty. It was their last year of school, thank God. One more year and she would be at college. Freedom! The only bad thing about graduation was that Britts probably wasn't going to be able to graduate. It didn't matter though. Santana had it all planned out. Her and Britts would move into a place together. Maybe her house considering her parents were never there anyway. Britts would repeat senior year and hopefully graduate this time. She would go to the college over in the next town so she could just drive home to her girl every night.
Life would be awesome as soon as she got away from the glares and accusatory looks in the hallways. A downside of her graduating and Britts staying behind was that Santana wouldn't be there to stop people from picking on the blonde. She needed to find a remedy for that as soon as possible. Maybe her and Blaine could stick together, given that he is a junior and wouldn't be graduating this year either.
Well, whatever would happen she had a year to figure it out. A year to be with Brittany and a year to be with people who were steadily becoming her friends. Apparently coming out had been the much needed cure for her bitchiness. Okay sure she had pushed a freshman into a trash can the day before but it was a work in progress.
San had dropped Brittany off at her Home Economics class and was now walking with Dave to English. He was looking much better now. His cheek was back to its usual size and it was now barely bruised. The bandage and patch had been removed from above his eye to reveal a line of scab that would most probably scar. He could stretch more too. Soon he thought he would be able to go back to playing football.
That sat together in English and Santana had found that Dave was actually a decent student. He would make some guy very happy one day.
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Glee was fun that afternoon, Santana and Britt had sat together on stools in front on the club and sung 'Mr Know It All' by Kelly Clarkson. The club members had joined in and sang along with them. Mike had come up and broke out some epic ninja dance moves and Brittany joined him after a little while. Santana had taken over the song while Britts showed Chang how to really dance and soon Dave was sitting on the seat Britt had recently vacated. He added a strong low voice to the main chorus and after the song had finished Santana looked at him with pleasant surprise.
"The boy can sing," she said, giving him a high-five. He grinned a little and looked down, blushing. Quinn came over and praised them with Sam in tow. The fool was so love struck. Santana had to stifle a giggle at how massive that mouth was. Even Berry came to congratulate them on a 'more than adequate performance'.
What a troll. She didn't say this of course. She had learnt to put a filter between her brain and her mouth. Santana just gave Rachel a wooden grin before heading to the back of the room where Kurt and Blaine were quietly discussing something. Blaine was smiling and had Kurt's hands in his. They were disgustingly cute and the brunette said as much when she reached them. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"I could say the same to you," he said looking over at Brittany. Santana followed his gaze to where the blonde was laughing at Mike who was doing some kind of weird dance. Santana found herself grinning at her perfect girlfriend. Brittany saw her and gave her a cute, shy little smile.
The Latina turned back to her two friends that were watching her with happiness in their eyes. She shrugged and nodded.
"I'll admit that we are pretty damn cute," Santana said before grabbing a chair and turning it so it was facing the couple. "So what did I interrupt?"
Kurt rolled his eyes but Blaine answered, "You didn't interrupt anything Santana, we were just planning a date, that's all."
Santana frowned. A date? "Do you guys do that often?"
Kurt shrugged, "yeah we try to go on a date once a week. Keep things fresh." He grinned at his boyfriend who beamed back just as spectacularly.
Santana once again turned to look at Britt. They hadn't been on a date before. Well not a real one. Getting a guy to take them to dinner and then ignoring him didn't exactly count. A plan began to form in her head.
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Brittany didn't know why Santana wasn't telling her where they were going. The Latina had also brought a big box covered with a blanket. Every time Britt would try to sneak a peek under the blanket, Santana would tell her, "no peeking, BrittBritt, you'll see when we get there."
Brittany would pout at her and ask, "where is 'there'?" Santana would have to grip the steering wheel harder so as to not give into that adorable pout of doom.
"You'll see," she would reply softly with a slightly evil smirk.
Finally they reached their destination and Santana quickly came around to Britt's side of the car to open the door for her. The blonde gave her a suspicious look before asking; "what is all of this, San?"
Santana grinned and leant in to kiss Britt. When she pulled away she replied as if it were obvious, "this? This is our first date!"
Brittany looked slightly dazed before she pulled Santana into a hug. She pulled back and planted little kisses all over the brunette's face. "You don't know how long I've wanted this," she whispered with a smile.
"Me too Britt," Santana replied before stepping back out of the hug and going to one of the back doors to grab the blanket covered box that conveniently had a handle. Brittany now had a chance to survey her surroundings. She didn't think she had ever been here before. It was only a 20 minute drive from her house. It was outdoors, with big green-topped trees creating a wall around them. There was trail through the trees to the left and that was where Santana was heading. The Latina pointed behind with her electronic key to lock the car with that little noise Britt loved. The blonde jogged to catch up with the brunette who took her hand when she reached her.
They smiled at each other as they walked down the path. After about five minutes of walking they turned a corner to reveal a big open patch of luscious green grass that ran down to the bank of a large pond. Brittany squealed at the group of ducks floating in the centre of the pond. She spun and furiously hugged Santana until the brunette could barely breathe. The dancer then proceeded to take of her shoes, almost falling on her face, and run across the field to the edge of the pond where she stared intently at the ducks.
Santana giggled and made her way over to the centre of the grassy area where she uncovered the picnic basket and laid the blanket she had brought with them. After placing the basket on the blanket, she removed a loaf of bread from it and walked down to give it to Britt.
"Here," she said passing the loaf to Britt.
Brittany frowned at the bread. "Can I watch the ducks a little while longer before we eat, San?"
Santana laughed at her girlfriend and tore a small piece of bread off of the loaf and tossed it out into the pond. Brittany gaped in delight as the ducks all started swimming toward the bread. She squealed again and wrapped her arms around San's neck before bringing her in for a searing kiss.
BAM. Okay that might be my last chapter for a few days so if I can't update for a while it's because I have managed to get a social life (party tonight) and I have school on Monday :'(