Here's the second instalment. It's not perfect but I wanted to give you guys a little something as a thank you for your kind words. I'm gonna work on getting another up within a couple of days.

Dear X,

This morning I woke up and Santana was gone. At first I thought she might be doing that thing I used to do after I'd slept with someone by accident. You know, where you go home in the middle of the night so you don't have to see their sleepy face or smell their gross morning breath. San's only done that to me once, and it was sorta my own fault because I ate too much chilli at dinner and to be fair she did leave a note saying that if she stayed she might have never been able to look at me the same way again… or regrow her nostril hairs.

I don't eat chilli anymore.

So, I was just about to grab Lord Tubbington for a morning snuggle when I smelled it, and I knew she hadn't left. Churros! Santana's abuela makes the absolute best churros in Lima even though San says they're suuuper complicated. She's not that good at cooking though so maybe she just can't be bothered. San likes to get up early and I get up late so sometimes when she sleeps over she goes to her abuela's house in the morning for coffee and churros and she always brings me some back. Even when we were on the Cheerios we ate them because San said she'd go all 'Lima Heights' on Coach Sylvester if she banned her from eating the food of 'her people'. San doesn't even live in Lima Heights Adjacent and I'm not sure who her people are but if they all eat churros I'd like to meet them. One time a road was closed near her house and she had to drive through Lima Heights Adjacent but I'm pretty sure that's the closest she's ever been. I used to think maybe she didn't know what her part of town was called, but I never corrected her.

For breakfast Santana had made my churros into a smiley face and sprinkled extra sugar on them even though usually she says I'm sweet enough. Isn't she the cutest? She poured chocolate milk for me too and then sat and watched me eat. I know it's supposed to be cute and it always looks romantic in the movies but I was scared I might accidentally dribble a bit so I asked her to stop. While I was speaking a chunk of churro flew out of my mouth and hit her face. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together and for a second I thought she might cry but then she opened her mouth and laughed so loudly. It was really embarrassing but she stopped watching me after that.

Since we spent the night at my place I got to choose how we spent the day. Usually I'd choose to go to the arcade with the sparkly dance games or the bowling alley but Santana doesn't really like going bowling and stuff because we can only link our pinkies and recently she seems to prefer it when we can hold hands. Also, she says the shoes make her look like a cheap Mexican circus clown. I think they make her look adorable but she wouldn't like that; she always tries to look older. Anyway, I was still kinda tired from the night before so we stayed in and watched a movie. San likes to stay in and get our cuddle on.

Just before Regina George got knocked down by the bus my cell phone vibrated in my pocket and made Santana jump. She tried to pretend like she wasn't shocked and had a little pout when I laughed so I had to soften her up with sweet lady kisses. When I got back to look at my phone I saw it was Artie, calling for like, the thousandth time. I still want to be friends with him but he's been sooo clingy ever since I danced with him at prom. I think I recognise some of the things he says from cheesy movies. Just so you know, they sound weird in real life. I turned it off and Santana smiled, even though she didn't know who it was. I think she just likes to know she has me to herself. I don't mind, I kinda like the power.

I couldn't concentrate on the rest of the movie; I don't even like it that much and I'm pretty sure Santana has a crush on Karen.

After the movie San drove us to her house via McDonalds. We both had nugget meals and she bought an extra happy meal so I could have the toy and play the games on the box; she knows I love to do that while I eat my fries. The lady looked at us funny when we ordered the happy meal and Santana went crazy. It reminded me of when she screamed at Rachel in Spanish in New York, which by the way was totally hot, except this time she was speaking English. It could've been Spanish for all I know; she spoke so fast I could barely keep up but when she was done McDonalds Lady looked really scared and we got the happy meal free. Score.

I was thinking, Santana's sort of like all the best characters in a fairytale mixed into one. She watches out for me, like a fairy godmother, she says she'll always fight for my honour like a prince and she's totally the fairest of them all, like the princess. Sometimes she can be a bit like a dragon too, scary and fiery, but not evil, more like that dragon from Shrek. Would that make me Donkey? I hope not; my hair is way better.

Sometimes at night when she thinks I'm asleep I hear San whispering. She whispers to me in Spanish so I don't know what she says but I really like it; it sounds intense and soft at the same time. It's so hot. She does it when we get our cuddle on too. I always get turned on. It's like in Harry Potter when the sink only opens if someone speaks to it in snake language. San knows that Spanish is the easiest way to turn on my downstairs waterworks. Spanking works pretty good too.

We had to get our McDonalds to-go because I was super horny.

Love from B.