Hello my friends! Some of you mentioned something about Rachel being a crazy stalker lol. I don't know if any of you watch Jersey Shore but in season 1, Pauly D had a stalker named Danielle. Rachel may or may not end up like Danielle lol. I've got some good stuff planned out for this story. I'm really excited about it. This chapter touches on a few things slightly. I hope you stick with me and keep reviewing please. So enjoy!

Brittany pulled back and looked at me. "I'm not going to sleep with you."

"Is that what you think I want?" I scrunched my eyebrows together.

"What am I supposed to think? This is the second time you've asked me to go home with you. And I've been warned about you."

"I'm sorry if I made you think that. What have you heard about me?"

"I think you know." She smiled at me. "And I'm pretty sure it's true since I got to witness that little scene earlier."

"Well yeah that wasn't my best moment. But I like you. I want to get to know you."

"I want to get to know you too."

"Then come back to my place. We can get something to eat and have a drink."

"You're making it really hard to say no."

"Then don't say no." I smirked.

"Ok. I'll give you a chance."

"Really?"

"Yes." She nodded.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the bar. I found Puck almost making out with his blonde by the bar. "Puck, I'm heading home. You coming or staying?"

"I'm gonna stay." He handed me the valet ticket. "I'll see you later."

"Later dude." I led Brittany outside and waited for my car. The valet pulled up and I opened the door for Brittany.

"Thank you." She smiled, climbing in. I went around to the driver side, jumping in. "This car is amazing."

"Thanks." I smiled, driving off. "I like having more room. It's so much bigger than my last car."

"What was your last car?"

"A Jag."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah." I laughed. "I still have it actually. Maybe I can take you for a ride sometime."

"I'd like that." The blonde smiled brightly at me.

"Good." I smiled. I pulled into my driveway and shut the car off. "Home sweet home."

"What?" Brittany looked at me with wide eyes. "This is your house?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Come on."

I got out and walked around to the other side. I opened her door, holding my hand out to her. She took it as she got out. "I can't believe you live here."

I smiled, leading her up to the house. I brought her into the kitchen. "What would you like to eat? Or drink?"

"What have you got?" She leaned on the counter.

"Everything."

"I want some fries."

"No problem." I smiled and turned the oven on. "Now a drink. I'm well stocked. Almost better than a bar."

"Hmm. How about margaritas?"

"Sounds good." I put the fries in the oven before grabbing the blender, ice, and margarita mix. I fixed a pitcher and two glasses. I handed one to the blonde next to me.

"Mmm thanks." She took a sip and smiled. "This is really good."

"I'm a wiz with a blender." I laughed.

Brittany shook her head and took another drink. "Are the fries done?"

I opened the oven door and peeked in. "Almost. Just a few more minutes."

"Ok." She smiled that smile again. I melt every time. This girl is going to be the death of me. I swear.

I grabbed the fries and dumped them into a large bowl. I put it between us before hopping up on the counter. "I thought I'd give you a tour of the house, if you want."

"Sure." She took a bite of a fry and I caught myself staring. She cocked an eyebrow and I looked away, blushing slightly.

"Lopez! I'm home!" Puck shouted, walking in the house.

"In here." I rolled my eyes.

"Did you strike out with hot blonde again?" He laughed as he walked into the kitchen. He stopped when he saw Brittany. "Oh. Hey."

"Hey." Brittany smiled.

"Oh fries." He grabbed a handful and I shook my head.

"Come on, Britt." I gave Brittany a quick tour of the first floor before taking her upstairs, ending with my room. "This is my room." I smiled softly, sitting on the couch.

"This house is so amazing. I can't believe it." She smiled and dropped down next to me. "So tell me all about Santana."

I shifted nervously. "Wanna go for a swim?"

"I don't have a suit."

"You can borrow one of mine. I have plenty."

"Ok, if you insist." She smiled softly at me.

"I do." I grabbed my bikini out of the drawer. "Pick one out of here and meet me in the hall after you've changed."

She nodded and I walked out into the bathroom. I changed and grabbed a couple towels. I walked into the hall at the same time Brittany did. "All ready." She smiled at me.

"I got a couple towels. Follow me." I led the blonde downstairs through the kitchen.

"Where are you girls headed? Puck smirked.

"Out to the pool. And before you ask, no you can't come." I rolled my eyes.

"You're no fun." He pouted.

"I took Brittany's hand and almost pulled her outside. I turned on the underwater lights and smiled at her. I nodded toward the pool and sat on the edge, sliding in carefully. She followed suit. We waded around each other, eyes locked. "You're beautiful." I said softly.

"Thank you." She smiled. "You know, you don't have to keep up this charade."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm here because I like you. You don't have to keep laying on the charm."

"I can't help myself."

"You avoided my question earlier." She smiled softly and I quirked an eyebrow. "I want to know about you. Tell me everything."

"Well I'm 22. Born and raised here in LA. I'm a college dropout and only child."

"What's the deal with Puck?"

"We think he was dropped on his head as a baby. We're not sure though." I shrugged, a smiled tugging at the corners of my lips.

Brittany laughed and shook her head. "You know what I mean."

"He's pretty much my brother. We've been best friends since I can remember. I love that kid."

"What about your parents?"

I looked away from her for the first time since getting in the water. "My mom died when I was 15."

"Oh San, I'm so sorry."

"It's ok." I smiled softly. "She was sick and in a lot of pain at the end. But now she's at peace."

"What about your dad?"

"That is a story for a different day."

She swam up closer to me, now only a few inches away. "I will break down these walls one day." She spoke softly, in a non-threatening tone. I barely know this girl but I want to tell her everything, every little detail about my life.

"Good luck with that one." I half-joked. I want to tell her everything but at the same time, I'm scared out of my mind. I can't let someone in again.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Santana Lopez is afraid of nothing."

"Are you sure about that?" She slowly came closer, backing me into the corner. I swallowed hard and nodded. Everything moved in slow motion. Her hands moved to my face as she leaned in, finally bringing our lips together. I melted instantly. My arms hooked behind her back, pulling her closer. She moved her arms around my neck. I traced my tongue along her bottom lip. She nipped at my bottom lip before tongues started exploring new territory. I pulled her body as close to mine as possible.

"Get it, Lopez!" Puck shouted from the back door.

I flipped him off and Brittany pulled back, laughing. "I take back what I said earlier. I hate him."

The blonde placed a few soft kisses on my lips. "It's pretty late. I should probably go anyway."

"Are you sure? There's no hurry."

"Yeah. I have a feeling if I stay much longer, I'll lose any self control I have left."

"You're really gonna make me work for this, aren't you?"

"I planned on it." She smirked.

"Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"A cab is fine. I don't want you to have to go out again."

"It's not a problem. It'll give me a few more minutes with you."

Brittany kissed me softly once more before letting me go. She hopped out of the pool and I did the same. We dried off a little before heading back inside. I let her change in my room while I went into the bathroom. A short time later, I was driving the blonde back home. She reached across the center console to grab my hand. I smiled at the small gesture, keeping my eyes on the road.

"You can pull up behind that silver Grand Prix." I did as she said and put the car in park. "I had a really good time tonight."

"Me too. I definitely want to do it again sometime."

"Of course." She smiled brightly. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"I have to go to this stupid party my dad is throwing." I rolled my eyes. "Hopefully I'll be out of there by 9 or so."

"Well call or text me sometime tomorrow and we can figure something out."

"You can count on that." I smiled.

She leaned across the car, kissing me softly. "Let me know when you get home please."

"I will." I nodded.

"Bye San." She gave me another smile before sliding out and walking to her house. I made sure she was inside before leaving. Hmm. Interesting. Looks like things are progressing nicely here. I can't wait to see her tomorrow.