Chapter 4- Concert pt. 3
Santana P.O.V.
"How are we doing to night Lima!" I ask the crowd through the mic. The crowd goes nuts. There's screams and hollers. "I'm going to need some back up on this one. Can you do that?" There's screaming again, so I take that as a yes. (we are pretending again as if she made the song)
Screen falling off the door; door hanging off the hinges
My feet are still sore; my back is on the fringes
We tore up the walls; we slept on couches
We lifted this house, we lifted this house
Fire-crackers in the east; my car parked south
Your hands on my cheeks; your shoulder in my mouth
I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town, we rattle this scene
Oh, Anna Sun!
Oh, Anna Sun!
What do you know? This house is falling apart
What can I say? This house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We're gonna rattle this ghost town
This house is falling apart!
Screen falling off the door; door hanging off the hinges
My feet are still sore; my back is on the fringes
We were up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town, we rattle this scene
Oh, Anna Sun!
Oh, Anna Sun!
What do you know? This house is falling apart
What can I say? This house is falling apart
We got no money, but we got heart
We're gonna rattle this ghost town
This house is falling apart
I keep looking in these blue eyes every chance I get. It made me want to perform myself a little further.
Brittany P.O.V.
Brianna and I are waiting in Santana's room. God she takes her forever. Some random lady asked if we wanted to meet Santana. I was down with it, but once again Brianna got too happy. I must say that Santana has a nice dressing room. I kinda felt weird at first during the concert because she keep looking at me. Once I met her eyes I felt some of the akward go away. I was interupted by my thoughts when I heard the door of the dressing room open.
"AHHH!" Brianna screams.
"Hey guys," Santana greets.
"I love you so much!" Brianna runs up to her, and gives her a hug. I suddenly react by pulling Brianna off of Santana.
"Sorry, she's a hugger," I finally pull her off. Gosh that girl had death grip on Santana.
"It's cool. So I need names," Santana say. I think she's asking us for our name.
"I'm Brianna!" Brianna squeals. She squeals way too much.
"Yeah ummm I'm Brittany her sister," I respond nervously. Who wouldn't be nervous to talk to a famous, famous star? I mean I'm not nervous because I find her very attractive, pffff.
"It's nice to meet you guys. I hope you had fun tonight," she practically said to Brianna.
"Totally," Brianna responded. At least she calmed down.
"I'm glad you gals came. Sorry for the short meeting, but I gotta go. You know performancing takes all of the energy out of ya," she chuckles," I'll give you guys some autographs, and send you out on this Friday night. I'll be out of your way soon," she smiles. Omg she has some good teeth. I wonder how she gets them that white? She goes to get a pen and 2 pictures of her self. She signs both of them, and hands them to us.
"Since you're an awesome hugger," she directs to Brianna," I would like to give you this." She takes off her jacket. I could see some abs there when the hem of her shirt raised. She signs a part of the jacket, and puts it on Brianna. That was sweet. We take pictures then leave.
"Brittany! Wait!" Santana yells when Brianna and I were walking down the hall. I stop, and turn around to see her running to us. "I realized that I didn't get you anything," she starts.
"No it's fine you don-" she cuts me off.
"But I want to. Whoah that was rude of me to cut you off. Sorry," she apologized.
"No it's fine."
"Okay. Well I'm giving you this. I'm not going to strip I promise." I'm like so confused when she said that. Then all of a sudden she takes off her shirt leaving her tank top. It was like heaven in slow motion. You can practically see her abs through her tank top.
"Thanks," I say hesitant.
" I promise you this is clean and washed. I didn't wear it during the concert, so no sweat," she holds her hand out with the shirt. I laugh a bit, and take the shirt. Our fingers graze, and then fireworks exploded. I'm pretty sure she felt it too.
"Thanks."
"Ummm I want to invite you guys to a tour on my tour bus tomorrow?" Santana asks nervously. Awww she's cute.
"Heck yeah!" Brianna yells. I forgot she was there, ooops. It's not my fault that my eyes keep wandering to a famous brunette.
"Cool. Okay. Yeah, so these are passes to get through the gates where you come in to get to the arena. Then you show these suckers, and you're in. I won't be able to miss the bus," she says as she hands us passes. " I'll catch you guys tomorrow." she grins as she she walks off.
"OMG!" Brianna screams. I hurry to close my with my hands. Wow now I understand why Brianna likes her.
Santana P.O.V.
I just found somebody to love.
A/N: Yay! I'm done! I try to make this one longer. I'm gonna delete my first story because I did something wrong with it. It's the same story btw. Keep reviewing please! Thanks! :)