Chapter 2 - Music And Burgers

It is Saturday night in New York City. Santana is sitting on her couch in the living room area of her one bedroom apartment watching crappy tv just passing the time before she has to leave for work. Tonight she is set to DJ from 8pm -2am at the bar. Only living about 5 blocks from the bar she doesn't have to leave for work until around 7:30.

Saturday is probably the busiest night of the week at the bar. The place is usually packed. This doesn't bother Santana too much. She usually just stays put behind her DJ booth in the corner of the bar.

During her walk to work Santana thinks about what songs she might possibly play tonight. It is a Saturday night so there will most likely be a lot of requests so she doesn't have a set play list or anything. Just a dozen or so songs that are definite hits for Saturday nights.

"Santana! Santana!" she hears someone calling her name just as she gets to the bar. She turns around to see who it is. Not recognizing anyone she looks around before she spots who's calling her name. It's that chick from last week. Great. What does Blondie want now? I don't have time for this. She better not make me late for work.

She looks at the blonde as she approaches. She is wearing a sweatshirt that is cut-off at the shoulders exposing bare arms. She also has on a pair of legging on with a pair of short running shorts on top of them. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail. She looks like she's been working out or possibly running. The blonde walks up to Santana.

"Hey you working tonight?" pointing towards the bar.

"Yep. I work at 8 so better get in there" the brunette responds.

"Oh cool. Are you a bartender?" the blonde asks.

"No actually I am the DJ here."

"Wow that's so cool." The blonde says generally interested. "So you like know all about music and songs and stuff like that?".

"Yeah I know a lot about music. Well I kind of have to. It's my job after all." Santana says while looking the blonde in the eyes. With a furrowed brow Santana searches blue eyes for any indication as to what's going on. "Where is this conversation going cause I have to get to work?"

"Well I don't know. I saw you walking down the sidewalk in front of me and I just wanted to say hi." the blonde answers.

Curiosity was starting to get the best of Santana about this mysterious blonde that keeps popping up. Seriously what is with Blondie here? Is she just being nice to me? Is she like this with everyone she runs into on the street? She looks like she just got done working out or something. I wonder what her job is? She said she work down the block, right?

Without thought the next thing out of Santana's mouth is "what's your job?"

"Well I'm a dancer. I work at the dance studio down the block. Mostly I just teach dance classes." the blonde says with a bright smile on her face.

After an awkward silence the blonde follows up with "I don't want to keep you from your job so I'll be on my way now. Maybe I'll see you around." The whole time a smile remaining on her face.

The blonde patted Santana on the shoulder and was on her way. Santana stood there for a second before doing something else that she usually wouldn't do. Maybe it was just curiosity. Really she had no clue what made her do it. But she turned around quickly in the direction the blonde went she yelled "what's your name?"

Without turning around or breaking stride the blonde shouted "Brittany" over her shoulder back towards the brunette.

A small smile appeared on Santana's face as she turned and walked into the bar. It was already fairly busy. Santana made her way over to the bar. She searched the bar for who is was looking for.

"Hey Puckerman" she shouted. He immediately looked over in her direction when he heard his name. He made his way over to her. "You're late" he says. "And what's with that goofy look on your face? Your not usually all smiley on Friday or Saturday night."

"Shut it Puck. Like it's any of your business" Santana retorted. "Just get me my Captain and Coke so I can get over to my booth and get to work."

"Not so fast. Pay up first or you get nothing" Puck says.

"Fuck Puckerman I work here." Santana growls "You and your damn money." Digging into her pocket for her cash. "Here that should cover my tab now can I have my drink?"

"Yeah yeah yeah coming right up no need to get snippy with me" Puck laughs.

Once Santana gets her drink she makes her way over to the DJ booth and starts doing her thing. Playing requests and mixing in a few of her favorites. Patrons are up dancing on the small dance floor and she keeps the music flowing all night.

Brittany is smiling as she walks home to her apartment. Once she gets there she hops in the shower quickly. She gets out and puts on a pair of jeans and a tank top. Just a pair of sneakers and she's ready to go.

'Beep. Beep. Beep.' Brittany looks at her phone to see that she has a text message.

From Quinn: U ready to go yet? Im downstairs.

To Quinn: Be down in a sec

Brittany threw on her sneakers grab her purse and her keys and was out the door. Once she got downstairs she ran up to Quinn and gave her a big hug.

"Hey girl how have you been" Quinn squeaked out as Brittany was squeezing all the air out of her lungs.

"Really good and how bout you Quinn?"

"Oh I'm good" Quinn answers. "So where do you want to go for dinner Britt?"

"Can we go to that little diner that I like so much. I can't remember the name of it. The one with the delicious waffles that you can get any time of the day." Brittany says in excitement. "I'm starving."

Quinn laughs "sounds good to me. I bet you are starving with all that dancing around you do all day. Let's go."

At the diner they are seated and the waitress comes to take there drink order. "So what can I get you ladies to drink?" the waitress asks.

"I'll just have water please" Quinn replies.

"And I'll have apple juice please" Brittany says with a mega-watt smile.

"Thank you ladies I'll be back with your drinks and to take your order" the waitress says walking away from the table.

"So Britt you seem slightly happier then usual. What's got you in such a good mood?" Quinn questions.

"Um nothing really. I mean I don't know. It's nothing" Brittany mumbles.

"Oh come on Britt. What is it? Just tell me" Quinn says.

Brittany sighs before saying "well it nothing really but last week I ran into this girl on the sidewalk on my way home for work. Like I literally ran into her. I knocked her over. It was like one o'clock in the morning and-

"Jeez Britt what were you doing out at that hour by yourself? You know it can be dangerous" Quinn warns.

"I know. I know. I was working on something in the studio and I lost track of time." Brittany pauses. "Anyway as I was saying I ran into this girl she told me to watch where I was going and then asked me 'what's a pretty girl like you doing out on the street alone at this hour of the night?'" Brittany explained using air quotes.

"I told her I was on my way home and I apologized for knocking her over. She just looked at me got up and said 'whatever' and walked away."

Quinn looked at her puzzled not sure were this little story was going "Well sounds like a bitch to me."

"Just let me finish Quinn. I promise it gets better." Just then the waitress came back set down there drinks and took there dinner order.

"I'll have an egg and cheese omelet" Quinn ordered. "Oh and a side of bacon please."

"Ok and what about you ma'am?" the waitress asked looking at Brittany.

"Oh I'll just have a cheeseburger and fries. Thanks."

The waitress walked off to place their order in the kitchen. Quinn sat there just staring at Brittany. Finally Brittany looks at Quinn and says "what?"

"Brittany I thought you were going to order waffles. Isn't that why we came here. Plus you ordered apple juice to drink." Quinn says a little baffled.

Brittany scrunched her eyebrows together and replies "I changed my mind."

"Anyway back to my story. So this girl doesn't get 15 feet away from me when she bends over and starts puking in the stre-

"Ew gross Brittany why are you telling me this. I just lost my appetite." Quinn interrupts in disgust.

Brittany just keeps going "I went over to her and asked if she was ok. Once she finished puking she said 'I'm fine.' I didn't believe her so I said 'are you sure cause you don't really look fine to me'. She then said something about having too much to drink. Then stopped and looked at me funny and said 'what do you care.'"

Brittany paused to take a drink of her apple juice then continued. "I don't know why I cared Quinn. I just did. And I told her that. Then she said she had to go and turned around and left. I'm not sure why I did it but I yelled after her 'wait'. She turned around and said 'what'. So I asked 'what's your name?'"

"She wasn't too happy at that point. She look at me and asked why I wanted to know her name. I just felt like I needed to know I told her. She gave me her name and told me she worked at the bar we were standing next to. Then she turned around and left."

"Ok so let me get this straight. You were trying to be nice to some drunk stranger on the street and she was being a total bitch to you?" Quinn asked. "I don't get it"

"Well that's not all actually. I ran into her again today on my way home. She was just going to work. I guess she's the DJ at that bar. She asked why I stopped her to talk. I just wanted to say hi I guess. I mentioned that I just got done with work. Then she ask me what my job was. I told her I was a dancer. She didn't say anything else. With a smile on my face I said maybe I'll see you around and I patted her on the shoulder and walked away. But as I was walking away she yelled 'what's your name?'. Without turning around I yelled back 'Brittany'." Brittany finished. Pausing for a moment. "Quinn I think I like her."

Quinn laughs a little "you're delusional Britt."

Just then there food arrived and they dove in. After a few bites of her burger Brittany spoke up "I am not."