Brittany.
We wait for Santana outside the stadium while she showers and gets changed in the locker room. There is still a huge crowd of people hanging around outside. They're scattered in groups chatting or walking down the sidewalk towards their cars. It only take Santana twenty minutes to meet back up with us. She's freshly showered and her hair is already halfway dry. She must have blow dried it some in the locker room. She's gorgeous as always. She's wearing black skinny jeans with grey ugg boots and dark grey low cut sweater underneath her jacket.
"Sorry you had to wait in the cold." She says when she walks up.
"It's not even cold!" Sugar says raising her arms in the air dramatically. It isn't freezing but it's only about forty five degrees or so. We just don't feel cold because of the vodka we slammed.
"You're drunk." Santana points out and Sugar just laughs hysterically. I look past Sugar towards the street and see George waiting there with the car as if on cue. I raise my arm and point so that Santana and Sugar both look.
"Georgey!" Sugar says before turning and walking towards the car. Santana just looks at me with a confused expression before we both follow.
"Who the hell is this guy?" Santana says when she sees Sugar get into the backseat. I just smile and usher her into the car before taking the window seat.
"It's George. Sugar's Dad made us take a driver so we wouldn't get lost." I tell her. She laughs and it's almost ridiculous how good it makes my insides feel.
"Yeah, you two would probably get lost... but I'm sure that's not the only reason Papa Motta made you bring him. He's probably some sort of muscle to watch over Sugar and make sure no shit goes down. You know her Dad's in the mafia." She says and looks between Sugar and me. Sugar is just laughing awkwardly because she's drunk. I've heard rumors but I don't ask questions because I heard the Mafia wasn't something to talk about.
"She's not even denying it because she's too drunk to tell lies." Santana jokes. I laugh and my hand moves to her arm almost magnetically.
"Where are we headed?" George turns back towards us and speaks. Sugar and I look to Santana with unsure expressions.
"Are you drunkards hungry?" She asks with a smirk. We both nod frantically because we haven't eaten since this morning before we left.
"I'm so hungry I think my stomach is eating my other organs." Sugar says with a chuckle. Santana just rolls her eyes and tells George an address. It doesn't take long to get to the restaurant. When the car stops out front we filter out of the backseat and George stays in his place.
"So does he just sit around waiting for you all day?" Santana asks Sugar.
"He's my bitch. He does whatever I tell him to do." Sugar says and laughs even harder than before. Santana just shakes her head as we walk into the tavern.
We get a booth and I sit down next to Santana while Sugar sits across from us. It isn't long after we sit down when Santana's hand rests on my lap. I smile at the tingly feeling it sends through my body. The waitress comes by and we order a pizza and some drinks.
"So do you girls want to hit up a party?" Santana asks with a curious expression. I shrug because I don't really care what we do as long as I'm with Santana. Sugar starts jumping in her seat and clapping her hands.
"Alright, Alright. Settle down speedy gonzalez... we can go to the party... although, I don't think you need much more to drink." Santana says.
"I can handle myself thank you very much. I'm a pro at drinking." Sugar says in an offended tone.
The food comes and we chat casually while we eat. After Sugar pays for the bill, we all head back to the car where George is still sitting. Santana gives him another address and we're on our way. It only takes about ten minutes to make it to the large pink house we park in front of. There are a bunch of people standing around outside in the yard and I could hear music blaring from inside the car.
"You ready?" Santana asks looking at me with those beautiful brown orbs that seem to look right through me. I smile at her and open the door before turning and getting out of the car. Santana and Sugar follow me out and we all stand there looking at the scene playing out in front of us. Most of the people are standing in circles talking while there is a beer pong game happening on the roof of porch. There were long windows linking the upstairs to the roof that people were crouching through. There were only about ten people standing up there but it looked sturdy enough to hold a lot. We walked towards the house with me in the middle of Santana and Sugar.
As we passed by a few people in the yard I felt Santana's fingers trace the inside of my palm. I wondered if it was intentional or an accident. My heart fluttered even more when she taps the inside of my palm a couple times. I slide my fingers down her wrist and fill the spaces between her own. She looks towards me and smiles softly but you can see how relieved she is by the look in her eyes.
When we make it into the house Santana leads the way to a wooden bar in the far corner of the large living room. The couches in the room are all pushed up against the walls leaving an open space for people to stand or dance. There are people standing around the bar waiting to be served drinks and beer. Santana walks towards the bar with our hands linked while Sugar holds onto the sleeve of my cardigan behind me.
"Hey Tom Cruise, how bout three drinks for the hottest bitches here?" Santana says with a smirk. The bartender was tall and blonde with green eyes and he turned to Santana with a wide grin. It seemed like they knew each other. She moved in between a few girls standing around the bar and lightly tugged my hand to follow. I pulled Sugar with me and we all lined the bar as his eyes scanned our group.
"What'll it be Santana?" He asks. She quirks an eyebrow at him and turns her gaze to Sugar and I.
"What are you lovely ladies drinking?" She asks with a warm smile. Sugar asks for a vodka lemonade while I say surprise me with something and Santana says the same.
"Calvin, this is Brittany and that's our friend Sugar. This is Calvin." Santana introduces us when he hands over our drinks. Santana shoots him a knowing look and his eyes flicker with something I can't quite figure out. It seems like she's having some sort of threatening conversation with her eyes. He just smiles towards us and pretends the situation didn't happen.
"Hi Brittany, it's nice to meet you." He says shaking my hand. I smile and nod because I can't quite figure out what he knows about me or Santana or both of us. He turns to Sugar and his eyes go slightly wider and I can see him look down her body until his eyes meet the bar where her bottom half is hidden behind.
"Very nice to meet you Sugar." He says shaking her hand and sending extremely seductive glances her way. I chuckle lightly because it's relieving to think he's not into Santana with the way he's looking at Sugar. I guess it wouldn't exactly matter if he was into Santana because she doesn't go for undercover brother and his two amigos, she just really loves kitties, if you know what I mean.
"So how'd you land this gig?" Santana asks cutting through the sexual tension between my other best friend and her, uh friend I guess, I don't really know how well they know each other.
"My sister is in the Sorority and she convinced them I was some famous bartender from New York. I mean I grew up at a bar so I guess it's my calling." He explains.
"Well you just have all sorts of connections don't you Hunter Parrish. No wonder you can outdrink a bar before you're even legally allowed in." She jokes. He laughs and shrugs.
"Who's Hunter Parrish?" He asks.
"He's this totally hot actor that plays in the show weeds. You totally look like him, except your eyes are like this super amazing green that reminds me of money." Sugar says and she looks like she's about to faint from her excitement at the realization. He smiles and moves towards Sugar who's sipping her drink and staring him down. I turn away and look to Santana as she shakes her head and smirks at the two behind me.
"So, you come here often?" She asks with a cute nervous look in her eyes and I can't help but smile and shake my head. She inches closer to me with both hands holding her drink in between us. She's hugging her drink against her chest and staring into my eyes like she can't fight the magnets between us any longer. I feel it too and set my drink down on the bar. My hands are shaking because I'm nervous. I'm not sure why I'm nervous, but it's amazing that she can still make me feel like such a giddy schoolgirl with just a look. She takes a drink before she sets down the glass next to my own. It's only a few seconds before my hands find their way around her waist and pull her into me by the small of her back.
Santana lets out a deep gasp and her breath hits my cheek sending a tingly feeling down my body. Our faces linger centimeters away from one another and her breath tickles my lips. Her eyes are fluttering shut and I follow her lead before dipping my head slightly to capture her lips in mine. We're frozen there for a second with her my top lip between both her own. It doesn't take long before we both move into the kiss and her tongue slides across my lips. After a few minutes we pull away and both let out deep breaths. It was almost as if the whole party disappeared and we were the only ones in the room. We're standing there with our bodies pressed against one another and our faces barely inches apart when our little protective bubble is bursted by someone calling Santana's name.
"You made it! Girl! Who are your friends?"
It's the red headed cheerleader but she isn't wearing her cheer uniform anymore. She's wearing something that reminds me of what Santana and I used to wear to high school parties when we were seducing football players in order to hide our secret confusing sexual relationship from the world. She has a super short skin tight black dress that hugged every crevice and pushed her boobs up and out. I don't usually feel this way about people I first meet but I just can't stand her. The way she looks at Santana, the smirk she gives me when we pull apart, the way her smile lingers on Santana; it all rubs me the wrong way.
"Olivia. This is Brittany and this is our friend Sugar." I noticed once more how she groups me in with her by saying our friend instead of saying these are my friends Brittany and Sugar. She doesn't directly give me a label because we don't have the one we both want. It makes my stomach do a happy front flip and stirred the butterflies fluttering.
"Hi." I say simply and raise my eyebrow but force a smile her way. I realize my arm is still around Santana's waist and she hasn't pulled away. It makes me smile wider and more confident.
"Thanks for coming! Santana's been super lame lately and not coming out with anyone. She's only came out for the first time in months just recently. It's nice to meet you both." She says moving closer.
"Oh stop. Some of us are taking a full load on top of cheer. I've had more homework this semester than you've had your entire three years here." Santana snaps.
"Ouch. I can't help it I don't overload myself because I know a girl needs some fun to stay sane." She says and smirks at Santana. I feel the glare that's been plastered across my face since she said something about Santana being lame. She obviously doesn't know about what Santana's been going through lately so they must not be that close. I mean I can't imagine Santana being that close to anyone yet, since she's so closed off towards new people.
"Don't worry about me Olivia. I have my fair share of fun." She says with a smile towards me and it melts the ice from my cold stare when I look over at her.
"So, I see my brother is laying the mack on your friend." She changes the subject and points over to Calvin and Sugar. We both look over at them and he's leaning super close to her and they're talking super low and smiling.
"He's your brother?" Santana asks with a curious but almost disappointed look on her face. It seems like Santana isn't really liking the new information and it makes me wonder if she even likes the girl.
"Yeah, do you know each other?" She asks. I feel like I'm just furniture standing here watching a TV show about sexual predators in their pursuit of fresh meat.
"We met officially yesterday, but we've been in the same class all semester." Santana replies and it answers some of my own curiosity about her life and friends out here.
"Olivia!" I'm relieved when a girl runs up from behind and wraps her arms around her waist. Olivia smiles and turns around to face the brunette behind her.
"Jessica is looking for you." The brunette says and Olivia turns back to Santana and me. Sugar and Calvin are still caught up in conversation.
"I'll see you girls later." Olivia says with one last hungry look towards Santana before she turns and walks away.
"That was interesting." Santana says with a sarcastic tone and she seems uncomfortable all of a sudden. I just nod silently and take another sip of my drink. Santana takes a long slurp from her straw and stares down at the bar.
"This is really good. It tastes like a rainbow." I say to change the subject. She smiles at me and nods towards Calvin.
"The man knows his liquors. It's a purple rain I think. We had them last night." I smile because I'm actually relieved to hear that she went out with him last night and not his overly flirtatious sister. I'm glad she's socializing because I really just want her to be happy. I don't want her to be super lonely because she's away from everyone she knows.
"Well I'm glad I told him to surprise me. This is like my new favorite drink." I admit. She laughs and finishes off her drink. Calvin is across the bar making drinks for a few people and Sugar is just staring at him as he spins the bottles.
"They really kick your ass. One minute you're sober and the next you're throwing up in the bathroom of some club." She admits and my eyebrows furrow. Santana has always been someone to throw up alone and then be fine afterwards. Sometimes she would disappear at parties and then she'd come back and start drinking even more. I've had to cut her off lots of times. I imagine she probably had that kind of night last night, the one where she continues to drink after puking and get's to that weepy drunk state. I remember the voicemail she left and it pretty much confirms my theory.
"I'm guessing that's what happened last night. You must have kept going and ended up crying as usual. He didn't know about the cut off point I'm sure." I tell her with a nudge and a smirk. She nods her head with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"So what exactly did I say in that voicemail?" Santana asks. I smile and shrug my shoulder. Calvin sets down another round of drinks in front of us and Sugar is now drinking a purple rain.
"Okay, I know I'm interrupting a super cute lesbian moment but hottie's busy bartending and I'm not one to play third wheel." Sugar says as she peeks her head around my shoulder.
"Sorry Sug. Want to check out the rest of the party?" I say with a smile to both girls. I'm thankful Sugar changes the subject but Santana is still pouting at me.
"Yeah, we'll always need another drink soon and I can come back to get my flirt on. Who knows what other college hotties I might run into." She says before moving away from the bar. Before we have time to react, Santana and I are being pulled away from the bar towards the other side of the room.
Thanks for all the reviews! Hope you enjoyed this one too. The next chapter will be in Santana's point of view and basically part two of the party and Britt's visit. Sorry about the redhead cheerleader, but she's gonna be around a lot. Questions/Suggestions/Requests/Thoughts welcomed.
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