Chapter 7 - Play Nice Ladies

Santana was sitting on the bed staring at the phone on the nightstand. She rubbed her sweaty palms up and down the thighs of her jeans. "Why am I so nervous? Just call her. Crap. I feel like I'm gonna faint. Why am I scared." Because you like her duh.

She got up grabbed the phone and walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. The brunette looked at the phone in her hand. Just do it. She dialed the number.

"Hello this is Brittany. How can I help you?" Brittany answered the phone.

Santana laughed.

"Hello. Is anyone there?"

"Sorry Brittany it's me Santana. Why so formal?

"Oh hi Santana. I use this phone for work so I need to sound professional incase someone calls about dance classes."

"Ok makes sense. So about date number two. I was thinking about Thursday night. Will that work?"

"Uh- what day is today? I can never remember. Oh right Tuesday." She said answering her own question. "Yeah that works. What did you have in mind?"

"Do you like Italian food?"

"Yep sure do. I love it." Excited at the thought of eating Italian.

"I was thinking we could start by going to this Italian restaurant I know. It's good I've eaten there before. After that I'm not sure what we will do yet but I'll figure it out. Sound good."

"Sounds great." Brittany said happily.

"Ok good. So how about I stop by your apartment and pick you up at six on Thursday."

"Ok. So Santana what are you up to today?"

"Um- not much gotta go to work in a couple hours. Why?" Santana replied.

"No reason. Just curious as to what you were up to. Wondered what you do during the day. That's all."

"Well mostly I just stick around the house watching tv or listening to music or playing games on my laptop. Nothing special really. What about you Brittany? What are you doing this afternoon?"

"I'm at the studio taking a break. I have another dance class to teach in a half an hour."

"Oh ok. Sounds exciting."

"Yeah it is. But I should probably let you go. I have to start getting ready. I can't wait for our date on Thursday. See you then. Bye."

"Bye." Santana hung up the phone and sighed. See that wasn't so bad. Actually it was pretty good. Why was I even nervous in the first place. Why does this girl make me nervous. Shit. Here I am intimidating rude scary bitchy Santana Lopez and this girls got me all nervous and excited.


The next day

"Hey Britt what's up?"

"You want to go out tonight?"

"Brittany it's a Wednesday night. I have to work tomorrow."

"I know that Quinn. I just wanted to talk to you and maybe stop by somewhere real quick. It won't be late I promise."

"Ok fine but I need to be home by 10."

"Ok deal. I thought we could go to that pizza place around the corner from my building. You want to come over here or just meet me there?"

"How about I meet you there in oh say a half hour."

"Sounds good Quinn see you then."

Brittany walked down to the pizza place. Quinn was already there when she arrived. They got a couple slices of pizza and sat down at one of the tables.

"So" Quinn began "what did you want to talk about?"

"Well remember that girl I was telling you about. The one I ran into on the street. We went out on a date the other day."

"What?" Quinn coughed choking on her pizza. "Really?"

"Yes really Quinn."

"Sorry I just thought- well I just thought nothing would come of that. Anyway how did it go?" She asked.

"Oh good. We are actually going on another date tomorrow." Brittany paused looking down at her food. "But- oh never mind."

"What is it Britt?"

Brittany glanced up at Quinn through her eyelashes. "Uh well- I really like her and uh- I kissed her the other day on our date and- I think I freaked her out a little. I like her but I don't want to scare her away."

"Well what happened exactly?"

"I uh kissed her and she didn't kiss back right away but then she did and then she pulled away from me and said she had a great time but she had to go home." Brittany explained.

"Hmm." Quinn thought for a moment. "I don't know what this girls deal is. Maybe she was scared or just shocked. But if you really like this girl I say just take your time. Don't worry about it. See how things progress."

Brittany thought over what Quinn had said. "Yeah I just try not to worry. Quinn you're so smart. Thank you."

"You're welcome Brittany anytime." Quinn said with a smile.

"So now that we are done with our pizza will you go somewhere with me?" Brittany asked the blonde.

"Sure, where is it we are going?"

"NP's." Brittany exclaimed standing up from her seat. Quinn followed Brittany's movements and got up.

"Where?"

"The bar Santana works at. NP's."

"Oh jeez Brittany. I should have known."

"What? I want you to meet her." The blonde said grinning at Quinn.

"Ok fine lets go." Quinn said reluctantly.


When they got to the bar the two sat down at a couple of bar stools. Quinn was eyeing the bar carefully. Brittany watched Quinn's face as she searched the bar. While this was going on Puck came up to the two of them seeing the new blonde sitting in front of him. Brittany saw Puck approach out of the corner of her eye.

"Hey Brittany." Puck started. "Who's your friend?" At this Quinn spun her head around to meet Puck's. She leaned back on her bar stool at the appearance of the man in front of her. Puck saw this and gave her a cheesy grin.

"Brittany where have you taken me? This guy looks like he belongs in some sort of high school punk band."

Brittany laughed at Quinn's comment. "Quinn this is Puck. He's actually a nice guy."

"Oh I highly doubt that." Quinn retorted. "He looks like a 30 year old teenager with that haircut." Brittany just shook her head at Quinn.

"You know I can hear you, right?" He asked Quinn. Quinn just rolled her eyes at him. "So what can I get for you ladies?"

"Just a beer please and thank you Puck." Brittany answered him moving her gaze over to Quinn silently waiting for her reply.

"Just water." Quinn said.

"Boring." Brittany chuckled. Quinn gave her the evil eye. Puck laughed at their exchange before leaving to get their drinks.

"So what do you think of this place?" Brittany asked Quinn.

"It's ok I guess. Minus the bartender with the squirrel tail on his head. They have a nice little dance floor over there. I guess I can see the appeal of this place." They both looked around the room nodding their heads in agreement.

Puck came back with their drinks handing Brittany her beer and setting Quinn's water on the bar. "There you go miss. Let me know if you need anything else." With a smile trying to make a good impression after Quinn's initial judgment of him. Turning his attention to Brittany. "So is this a friend of yours or something else?" He asked giving her a wink.

Brittany caught what he meant and shook her head at him. "No Puck she's just a friend. Plus you know my interests lie with someone else." Giving him a glare. "So about that. Where is Santana? She's not at her DJ booth."

"On a break I think. I haven't seen her in a few minutes. She's probably in the back. She will be back soon don't worry."

Brittany squinted her eyebrows together. "Who said I was worried?"

Brittany talked with Quinn and Puck for a few minutes. Puck was trying his hardest to impress Quinn with anything he could think of. But she wasn't having any of it. Brittany watched them go back and forth. Puck would try to say something impressive and Quinn would respond with a snarky comment. After a few minutes of this suddenly the room was filled with music. Brittany looked over to Puck. "Captain and Coke please." He shook his head chuckling and went to get the drink. He came back with the drink.

"You got it bad don't ya?" He smiled at her.

"No what?" Brittany lied.

"Yeah you do. Don't lie."

"Ok fine. I do." Brittany said with a huge smile.

She turned to Quinn as she grabbed the drink. "I'll be right back." She stood up and walked over to the DJ booth. Quinn watched Brittany the whole time.

Brittany walked up to the DJ booth. Seeing Santana just brought a smile to her face. It wasn't very crowded in the bar and Santana could see Brittany approach her with a drink in her hand and a smile on her face. Santana couldn't help but smile herself at the sight of the girl.

"Hey." Santana looked at the drink in Brittany's hand. "I could get use to this you know."

Brittany looked at her confused. "Ya know a pretty girl bringing me drinks all the time." Brittany blushed slightly at Santana's compliment. "So what are you doing here? You know our date isn't til tomorrow night right?"

"Yeah I know. Uh- I just couldn't wait that long. I wanted to see you today." The brunette looked around the room anywhere but at those bright blue eyes. She couldn't make eye contact after what Brittany just said. "Plus I wanted you to meet my friend Quinn." Santana looked back at Brittany. Brittany pointed at Quinn. "She's sitting right over there." Waving at Quinn now. Quinn gave them a small wave back. "I'm gonna go get her."

"No Brittany wa-" Santana began to say.

Brittany cut her off. "Stay here."

"Not like I can go anywhere Brittany. I am working." She said as Brittany walked over to Quinn. Brittany held out her hand and said. "Come on." Grabbing Quinn's hand and pulling her off the bar stool.

"Brittany where are we going?" Quinn asked caught off guard.

"I told you I want you to meet her." Quinn groaned. "And be nice." Brittany added as they walked up to the DJ booth.

"Quinn this is Santana." Santana smiled at Quinn.

Quinn held out her hand. "I'm Quinn Fabray. Nice to meet you Santana." Quinn said in a polite manner. "I've heard a lot about you Santana." Brittany stood there with an ear to ear smile. The whole time rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet pleased that these two are meeting.

"You have?" Santana gave Brittany a questioning look like 'what did you tell this chick about me?'

"Yep. Brittany won't shut up about you. So I see that you DJ. Is that a lucrative career?"

"Quinn?" Brittany blurted shocked at Quinn's question. Santana was stunned by her forwardness. But she wasn't one to be messed with.

"I do alright. What is it that you do Quinn?"

"I'm an accountant." Quinn said not sure where this was going.

"Oh so a pencil pusher." Santana took a step towards Quinn and gave her a threatening stare as to say don't mess with me.

At this Brittany stepped in between the two of them facing Santana. "Stop guys. Enough." She locked eyes with Santana telling her to step down without words. She did so almost immediately. She took a step back and turned to face her DJ equipment. Brittany turned around to face Quinn. "I told you to be nice."

"Ugh- whatever. Can we go now? You promised I would be home before 10."

"Yeah ok. Just give me a minute."

Brittany turned back around towards Santana. "We're gonna go now. I promised Quinn it wouldn't be a late night. Sorry about what she said. I think I'll have to have a little talk with her about it. Anyway it was great seeing you tonight Santana." See leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Santana turned her head to face the blonde. "Brittany wait."

"Yes." She stood there waiting. Santana took a step towards her leaned in and kissed her. She placed her right hand on Brittany cheek deepening the kiss. She smiled into the kiss before pulling away. "What was that for?" Santana shrugged her shoulder and smiled. "Ok well see ya tomorrow." Brittany leaned in once more and gave Santana a quick peck on the lips before turning around to leave. She grabbed Quinn's hand and led them out of the bar.

Once outside Brittany stopped causing Quinn to stop too. "What is it Brittany I want to get home?"

"I told you to be nice to her Quinn why couldn't you do that?"

"I'm sorry Britt. I don't know why I did that. I don't know her. There's just something about her that I don't like."

"You're right you don't know her but if you did you would see that she is a nice person. I like her and I wanted you to meet her."

"I know you like her. I could see that clearly in there. I promise I will be nice to her in the future if it's that important to you."

"Thank you Quinn that's all I ask."

"You're too nice to people Brittany. I don't know how you do it but you see the good in everyone."

They started walking back to Brittany's apartment in a comfortable silence. Just the sounds of the city surrounding them. Quinn broke the silence after a short period. "I will say this though she is very good looking." Brittany looked over at Quinn and smiled.

"No she's beautiful." Brittany corrected.