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"Fuck. What do we do?" Santana whispers in Brittany's ear, both girls panicking as the crowd cheers for them.
"Jamie, why don't you take a seat and enjoy the show with us?" Blaine exclaims.
Quinn and Puck gaze on with wide eyes, wondering what the hell is happening in front of them. "That is not Jamie." Quinn mutters.
"'Jamie'?" Will whispers to himself at the technical booth, confused as well.
"I don't know. Just keep cool and go along with it." Brittany replies as Santana is being led away to a nearby table, faking a grin and looking like a deer caught in headlights. The women surrounding the brunette at the table are like zombies looking at her with hungry eyes.
Brittany and Santana both give each other a look of panic as the blonde takes her place by the stage. She settles on her seat and pulls the mic closer to her. "Hi everybody! Listen, there's actually been a mistake—"
"Brittany, you're on in five, four, three…" Will cuts Brittany off and the blonde glances again at Santana with a look that could only mean that she'll deal with it later while her best friend just bites her lip in response. Will motions for her to start.
Brittany takes a deep breath as the announcer introduces her while the audience cheers. "Good afternoon, everyone! As always, I would like to thank each and everyone of you here right now and those at their homes who are listening to the live broadcast of Romantically Speaking with me, Brittany Pierce here on Dalton Radio from the glamorous ballroom of the Red Rooster Grand Hotel…"
As Brittany goes on about with her show's introduction, Santana is having the time of her life sitting among the audience. Yeah, right. Actually, it's pretty fucking awkward and she's never been uncomfortable like this. Ever. Almost everyone's eyes are on her, just ogling and checking her out. Curious as to who this "perfect girl" is.
Well, she thinks that this is probably a dream since more than half of these women are smoking but not in this way when she feels like covering herself with a hundred duvets. The people among her table are even stealing a picture of her, this freaking woman sitting beside her even pulls her for a selfie while the rest are just staring like hawks. There's really nothing for her to do but awkwardly smile back.
"Ladies, you're missing the show. You should pay attention to Brittany." The brunette gestures towards Brittany.
The ladies in her table actually giggles at her statement. "Oh, we can always listen and see Brittany anytime. It's not everyday we get to interact with someone as perfect as you, Jamie." A skinny girl comments.
"S-So, you're all gay?"
"Not really. But we won't mind if it's you we're talking about."
Santana fake grins. "Y-Yeah. U-Uh.. You see, there's been a mix-up. I'm not-"
"Perfect? Oh, please! You so are!" Another woman exclaims and the rest of the table giggle in agreement.
Santana closes her eyes for a second before sighing deeply. "Fucking perfect. I'm gonna fucking kill that damn Warbler." She mumbles under her breath through gritted teeth.
"Now, let's take some questions from our live audience. Anyone who has one that maybe I could help with?" Brittany declares over the speakers.
A woman walks over to the designated mic in the aisle. "Hi, Brittany. I love your show!"
"Why, thank you! What can I help you with?"
"Well, I was wondering if maybe you could tell us something about how Jamie helps you get through a rough day."
Brittany and Santana immediately shares a panic stricken look from afar.
"Y-Yeah. How does she- uh.. help m-me?" Brittany stutters and awkwardly chuckles before clearing her throat. "Well, how does she help me?" She jests and everyone chuckles.
"Could you give us a specific answer about it?" The woman speaks up again.
The blonde raises both eyebrows at Santana, inquiring how she'll answer the question. In a stroke of genius, Santana raises the paper bag containing the break up dumplings with a grin and Brittany instantly catches on.
"Well, yesterday I was really having a bad day. 'Jamie' comes over and surprises me with my favorite ice cream and dumplings while we talked about just anything that came to mind until I fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning." Brittany grins and glances at Santana who gives her a wink. The audience breaks out into a bunch of "oohs" and "awws" as they look at both women in awe.
Santana acts all surprised and semi-brags at the same time while holding out the paper bag for everyone to see. Brittany snorts and shakes her head at the brunette's antics, clearly enjoying the attention all of these women are giving her.
"Ice cream and dumplings? That's so sensible and very sweet! Thank you, Brittany." The woman says and the blonde thanks her back. At the corner table, Quinn and Puck share a quizzical look. Bordering shock and amusement at the radio host's statement.
Suddenly, Will catches Brittany's attention and tells her to wrap it up. The blonde nods and inches closer to the mic again.
"And that's all the time we have today. It's been an absolute blast to spend this afternoon with my wonderful fans. I want to thank each and everyone of you for the support and sharing your stories with me." Brittany pauses and barely managed to stifle a laugh when she sees Santana happily signing autographs for the women at her table, just having the time of her life. She shakes it off and smiles at the audience. "Straight talk with Dani is coming up next on Dalton Radio. This is Brittany Pierce saying goodbye for now and as my father used to say.." The blonde gestures for the audience to finish her sentence and everyone gladly obliges.
"Your happiness is up to you!" Everyone cries out in unison as they all cheered on.
"And.. we're out!" Will shout from the corner. As soon as he calls it out, Rory speaks up.
"So, that chick wasn't really Jamie?"
Will rolls his eyes. "Look kid, it's not really our business. So, just zip it." He mutters and proceeds to walk away, leaving a confused Rory behind.
Santana turns her head to see Brittany raising both eyebrows again and motions to the side for a little talk. The brunette nods as the radio host stands up. Upon getting off the stage, she's instantly approached by fans who are asking for pictures and autographs. She obliges for the first few minutes until Santana reaches her spot in which she politely excuses herself and leaves their company. Brittany grabs Santana's hand and drags her to the side with no one around.
They were immediately approached at the same time by Quinn and Puck who instantly gives them both a curious look.
"What the hell was that?" Quinn whispers, flabbergasted.
"Look, Q. It was all a misunderstanding-" Brittany tries to explain but is cut by Blaine approaching them.
"That was amazing, Britt!"
"Blaine! We have to discuss about something. You see-"
"Damn right we do! We haven't gotten the ratings yet but based on the hundreds of phone calls back at the station, Jamie's surprise appearance was an absolute hit!"
The four best friends share a look of confusion. Because seriously, this is getting out of hand.
"Just imagine the opportunities and appearances we can book for the both of you! Jamie, you're a gem!" Blaine adds.
Quinn raises an eyebrow and looks at Santana in disbelief. "'Jamie'?"
Santana and Brittany instantly turns their attention back at Quinn and glares hard at her. "I have a pretty nice name, huh?" The brunette comments with a scowl directed at Quinn.
Puck clears his throat. "Yeah. Well, we're gonna leave the three of you to talk about whatever it is that you people should discuss. Good show, Britt. And Jamie," Puck emphasizes the name a little too much. "congratulations?" He adds and Quinn protests beside him.
"W-wait. We can't let-'
"Honey, we have to get to that thing that needs to be taken care of with that other thing? I'm sure Brittany can hitch a ride with her girlfriend. Right, Jamie?" Puck interjects as Quinn is about to protest yet again.
"B-But-"
"Yeah. Of course. What's the use of that sports car, right honey?" Santana cuts Brittany as she pulls her closer and gives out a fake grin.
"Wait, but you don't have a- And Britt can't-"
"See you later, Jamie!" Puck adds while giving Santana a look before he forces Quinn to walk away from the scene.
"Congratulations again you guys, you two were a hit! We hope to see more of you here, Jamie. We have that upcoming out of town show in two weeks and we'd love for you to come. Don't be a stranger, alright?" Blaine states while an uneasy Santana awkwardly nods.
Santana and Brittany hold out their fake grins as they watch him walk away, when he was almost gone from sight, they give each other a look.
"We need to talk." Both women utters almost at the exact same time before leaving.
"Oh my god!" Brittany blurts out upon opening the back door of the hotel's ballroom with Santana. "I just lied to everyone! I lied to my fans, my boss, everyone!" She mutters just enough for her best friend to hear when a few of her fans catch her walking and takes a few pictures of them. Once again, they act as a couple until they were a few feet away from everyone to see.
"But it's okay. That was actually pretty awesome." Santana tells the blonde which earns her a glare.
"What do you mean, San? Everyone thinks that you're Jamie."
"Yeah but they won't know the fucking difference." Brittany sighs deeply at her remark while the brunette just shrugs. They start to walk home and settle in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.
"Oh god! What are we gonna do, San? Argh! Everybody thinks you're Jamie now! I should've said something from the very start." Brittany pouts.
"Hey babe, it's not your fault okay? Gay Fucking Blaine was the one who started it! We just saved our faces back there and everybody loved us. Relax a little. It's not even that big of a deal."
"It is to me, San." Brittany huffs and stops in her tracks to glare at Santana. She takes a deep breath before they start to walk the streets of New York again. "My dad was famous for his honesty. People respected him so much because of it and I feel like I'm cheating on that aspect with that lie we did back there."
Santana sighs and pulls Brittany closer by the waist as they walk. "Look, Britt. For the record, I kinda enjoyed playing Jamie back at the hotel. Who knew women would just fall on my feet like that? Seriously. I have more than a dozen numbers of those women right now."
Brittany finally smiles and chuckles at Santana's words. "I bet you dreamt about that once upon a time."
"Every night, actually." The brunette jests and they share a laugh. They walk the next few blocks linking pinkies in silence.
It was only when they reach Brittany's complex that Santana speaks up again. "Here's the thing, Britt. You created the perfect dream partner on the radio and you really can't blame your listeners for wanting even a little bit of that magic. Please don't stress too much about it."
Brittany breathes deeply. "I'll do an announcement tomorrow and tell everyone exactly what happened."
"W-What? Britt, you don't have to do that right now. Just let it pass and the hype would die down on its own. Or maybe when I've slept with some of the women."
"You're not really helping, San." The blonde says exasperatedly. "I'll just call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Don't forget that work thing that you agreed to accompany me with in a few weeks." Santana utters and the blonde rolls her eyes. Santana chuckles as she watches Brittany climb the few steps to her apartment's front door before walking away.
Brittany arrives at work the following morning looking conflicted and surprised when Rory immediately hands her a cup of coffee upon entering through the door.
"Brittany!" Will shouts and Brittany smiles at the familiar face. "We just got the overnight ratings and yesterday was a hit! We haven't had ratings that high since I can remember. Congratulations!"
Brittany nods. "Well, uh.. That's great." She says nonchalantly which confuses Rory and Will for a bit. The blonde looks around her before dragging Will into a corner, out of everyone's earshot. "Look Will, we both know that wasn't Jamie yesterday. That was-"
"Santana." Will replies and earns a curious look from Brittany. "Look Brittany, I've known you since you were a kid. You and Santana go way back, I don't think I've ever seen a picture of you without her in it. Heck, your dad even thought you girls were together."
Brittany chuckles at the memory then looks down for a second. "It's just.. Jamie broke up with me the other night. And everything started from a misunderstanding yesterday then stuff just went out of hand from there."
Will nods. "Okay. What's your plan now? What about Santana?"
"I'll make an announcement later and tell them—"
"No!" Will exclaims and some people who are passing by gives them a look.
"What do you mean?" Brittany leans closer and crosses her arms. Will was just about to say something when Blaine calls for the both of them in his office. They nod and upon entering, Brittany sees a handsome middle-aged man waiting for them.
"Brittany, Will, I believe you both know Burt Hummel, my father-in-law."
"Mr. Hummel!" Brittany grins upon seeing the familiar man and holds out her hand. Burt returns the smile and shakes the girl's hand.
"Brittany, it's nice to see you. Last time I saw you, you were sitting at your father's lap in the studio during a broadcast. Look at you now, you've grown into such a beautiful young lady!" Burt utters which makes the girl blush.
"Will, so nice to see you again, old friend. You don't age! When was the last time we saw each other?" He adds as he shakes Will's hand.
"I think it was when you were just starting up your company."
"And now, Hummel Communications Group is one of the largest radio interests in the country." Blaine interjects.
Burt chuckles. "I wouldn't go that far, son. I just try to manage and maintain at least 218 stations. It's all a team effort with my wife, Carole."
Suddenly, a sophisticated woman enters the room excitedly. "Is this Brittany Pierce?" Brittany turns her head and grins.
"Speaking of her, this is my wife and business partner, Carole. I don't make a move without her." Burt says quickly. Brittany genuinely looks surprised at being pinpointed by the woman.
"I am such a big fan of your show! I listen to it religiously. We both do, actually." Carole declares as Brittany chuckles.
"My wife and I agreed that your show should benefit from a wider audience." Burt says and Brittany's eyes widen at the prospect of hearing that.
"Dad and Mom here agreed that the best way for you to do that is through a syndication." Blaine quips.
"M-My show?" The blonde blurts out with wide eyes.
"Yes, dear. Burt and I thought that we'd roll out Romantically Speaking gradually through a few cities first and if the ratings meet the criteria then we'll make sure the show goes national!" Carole utters excitedly.
"Oh my god! That's amazing!"
"But it's not a done deal yet." Burt cuts the excitement and gives his wife a gentle look amidst her protest. "There's another show that we previously considered for the same syndication, you see."
Will rolls his eyes. "Right. That show."
"Burt, Carole!" Dani shouts upon entering the room. She proceeds to give the couple a proper greeting by giving them a light kiss on the cheek, not realizing how awkward it is for the other party. "It is so nice to see you both again! And that thing you've done with your hair, it's genius!" She adds before taking a place beside Will while sneaking a smirk towards Brittany.
"Anyway, what we were saying was we'd have to make a decision soon about which show gets the syndication. Well, the decision is up to the board as well." Carole smiles. Dani looks at Brittany for a second while flashing a fake grin. "So, we'd like to have you join us this weekend for a little get together at our Upper East Side residence."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Dani chimes in.
"You'll be bringing Jamie, right?" Carole asks Brittany, who's taken aback by the question. The blonde shares a nervous look with Will before turning back to Carole with a forced grin. 'Y-Yeah. Jamie. My girlfriend, Jamie. O-Of course."
The Hummels instantly grin. "When she was at your show yesterday, there was just this—" Carole declares.
"Chemistry! It's unbelievable. You can feel it through the speakers." Burt cuts her and they laugh.
"Right. There was just this magic in your voice yesterday. And I'm sure you'd like the board to see that." Carole smirks and gives her a subtle wink.
They continue to talk a few more minutes to iron out the details and after a while, they escort the Hummels to the lobby and say their goodbyes.
"Burt, Carole, such a pleasure to see you both again. Always a pleasure!" Dani kisses up to the couple.
Carole, on the other hand, pulls over Brittany for a hug. "Goodluck dear. We'll be rooting for you." She adds and leaves the blonde speechless as she watches them leave.
When the Hummels are finally out of sight, she turns to Dani beside her.
"Look Dani, I don't want trouble and let's not kill each other over that syndication. I don't want this to be a weird competition between us. Let's play fair and-"
The other girl leans towards her. "Game on, bitch." Dani tells her before stomping away, leaving a confused Brittany and Will in her tracks.
"'Game on'? What is she, five?" Brittany huffs and Will laughs at the encounter.
After a couple of seconds, he drags Brittany to a secluded corner. "Brittany, you have to call Santana."
"What? Why?"
"You need to convince her to keep this up. This is a syndication we're talking about here."
Brittany shakes her head and crosses her arms. "I can't do that. I'd be deliberately disrespecting my dad if I did that."
Will sighs. "Look kid, this is still all up to you. I'm not saying that you're gonna keep this up forever. What I'm saying is that maybe you could delay telling everyone the truth until after you get the syndication because if we're going to be honest here, you really don't need to lie about anything. It just so happened that you were pitted in an inescapable situation with your best friend that wasn't your fault to start with."
Brittany seems to think about it for a moment. "So, you're saying that I should go for it?"
"Yes! You have the talent, kid. You honestly do! This 'lie' that you're caught up in wasn't even your doing. Might as well go along with it because in the end, your old man up there is going to be pretty proud of you either way. That I'm sure of. Think about it. You could always ask someone's second opinion about if you wish though." Will adds and gives her a sympathetic smile before walking away.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me, Britt." Santana exclaims over the phone.
Brittany sighs at the other end while walking on her way home. "I know, I know! It all sounds crazy and I'd totally understand if you don't want to. But I promise that it'll just be this one more time and I'll never ask you, ever again. It's just for publicity."
"I love you, Britt. I mean, how can I say no to my best friend? But this, what you're asking me, would be entering dangerous territory."
"I know, San. I promise that it would just be until after I get the syndication contract."
The brunette sighs. "W-Wait. Let me get this straight. You want me to reschedule an incredibly important business meeting where I'll be doing my awesome pitch to a potentially big client that will surely get me a big ass bonus that's enough to sustain me for the next two years and get me a McMansion just so we can go to a party? A party that will be attended by the biggest media names from all over the country and for the second time that will probably be extended to a third, fourth, or even fifth time, to pretend to be the girlfriend that left you and moved halfway around the world just so you can secure a syndication contract for you radio show?" Santana exasperatedly blurts out on the other line.
A few seconds pass by without no one speaking.
"Sounds fun. What do I wear?" The brunette smirks through the receiver.
Lemme know what you think about this chapter!
Like I said, I'll be doing my own spin on stuff which you'll get to see in the next few chapters.
You know what story I'll be updating next ;)