I've been unemployed for 5 days now, Quinn has been a godsend, she's come over every night after work to keep me company, and keep me sane. I had a breakdown on Wednesday night as I was opening my mail and was bombarded with bills. Quinn sat and helped me as I cried, which was super embarrassing. I'm pretty sure I drank a bottle of wine that night by myself. I woke up the next morning tucked in bed with a note from Quinn, saying that she would call me on her lunch to check on me.

She bought me like $200 worth of food, which she was claiming was to help me teach her to cook, but I know she bought it so I wouldn't have to worry about groceries. So after we unloaded all the groceries and put everything up I hugged her tightly as a silent thank you. Q and I aren't big on talking about feelings and stuff like that so I didn't want to make the situation awkward. During our cooking lessons, we would sip wine and bash my coworkers, well former coworkers. It was actually pretty therapeutic.

Sam is coming back in town this weekend, so I won't have Quinn to keep me entertained and keeps my mind from wandering to the pits. Which kind of worries me, but I'm a pretty centralized and balanced person, Ima Libra, so I should be ok. It's in our zodiac description we are balanced people.

So here it is Friday morning and I'm wide awake, my internal alarm clock still thinks I work, and I wake up at 6am faithfully. Which is crazy, because when I did work, waking up at 6am was a struggle. I've been checking my phone like crazy but I still haven't heard from Brittany. Maybe she was dream. No, she was definitely real; the way I feel around her is more than real. My cheek still faintly tingles from where she kissed me. I mean she's kind of ditzy, so maybe she forgot to call me, or thought she did.

The past couple days I went to the park around the same time I first met her, but she hasn't been there. I don't know why I expected her to be there but it was worth a shot, right? I would sit in the park for an hour hoping to catch a glimpse of her, before walking by the diner she pointed at, the one she said she worked at. I would peep in the window to see if she was in there, but I started to feel like a creep so I stopped doing that.

Today I'm not going to think about Brittany, it's decided. I actually have a full day ahead of me. I plan on watching trashy daytime TV, meeting Quinn for lunch at 1pm, and then having a candlelit dinner while watching a bunch of sappy rom com movies, yes I'm taking myself on a date. I close my eyes to try to go back to sleep but all I see is Brittany's face, her cute freckles, and I hear that adorable giggle resonate through my ears. Fuck this, I'm going for a run.

I hope in the shower and throw on some leggings, I thermal undershirt, and a t-shirt over it. I wrap a scarf around my neck, and lace up my sneakers. I slip my credit card in my iPod armband and zip my phone in my t-shirt pocket and head out the door.

As soon as I walk outside, I realize it's a little colder than I thought, and decided maybe I don't feel like running after all. I start walking through the convenience store at the corner to grab a granola bar, and shit there's Brittany. She's sitting on the steps holding her cat. Oh my God, is she homeless?! No, she can't be she used a credit card to buy my books.

I take my earbuds out and walk over to her. ''Hey stranger.'' I tease with a smile and a small wave.

She looks up and smiles brightly. ''Santana!'' she then looks down at the cat. ''Say hello to Santana, Lord Tubbington, don't be rude.''

I laugh at her for scolding her cat and sit down next to her on the step. ''How have you been? I haven't seen you in a while or talked to you.'' I ask carefully.

''Oh yeah, I changed my password on my phone to your birthday, but then I forgot the password so now I can't use my phone.'' she replies with a confused look on her face. she reaches in her pocket and hands me her phone. ''Can you type your birthday in to unlock it?''

I take the phone and just stare at her. ''You don't know my birthday though.'' I tell her.

'' I guessed.'' she says with a shrug.

I lean over laughing. '' Brit, I uh, I have no idea what you changed it to, but you can plug your phone up to a computer and change the password, but you have to reset the phone, so you will lose your pictures and stuff.'' I warn her.

''That's ok, we don't have pictures together yet and I can take more pictures of Lord Tubbington.'' she states.

She wants to take pictures with me? There goes that feeling in my stomach again. the way Brittany makes me feel after this being our third meeting is kind of scary yet satisfying. I hear her teeth chatter lightly and I come out of my daydream. She's shivering and only then I notice she's only wearing pajama shorts and tank top. ''Where are your clothes?'' I asked her. ''You must be freezing.''

''I got locked out of my apartment and my landlord is at work. I was taking Lor Tubby out for a quick walk.'' she says with a shrug. ''So I usually just wait here until he gets home to let me back in. It happens a lot.''

I frown. ''What time does he get off work?''

''4pm.'' she says casually while petting her cat.

Ok, she said 4pm like it's 3:30pm right now. It's freakin 6 in the morning! Maybe I can run to my house and grab her some clothes so she's warm, or I could just invite her to my place. No that's weird I really don't know her. She may get freaked out. Think Santana think!

''You can't sit out here all day, you will freeze Brit.'' I say softly. ''Why didn't you come to my apartment, it's warm at least.''

''You live over here?'' she asks with a smile.

I nod. ''Yeah the building up the street.'' I point. ''Come on so you don't get sick.'' I quickly take my scarf off and wrap it around her neck.

''What about Lord Tubbington, can he come?'' she asked nervously.

I looked down at the cat and groan. ''He won't piss all over the place will he?'' I ask quickly. She shakes her head no. ''Then he's welcome to come as well.'' I say with a smile. ''Come on Lord Tubs.'' I say with smile.

I stand up and extend my hand out to her. she places the cat back on the ground, and yes she has him on leash once again. She grabs my hand and allows me to pull her up. I pull her up a little harder than I mean to and we are face to face. I look deep in her eyes and get lost in the pools of blue. she has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I swear she's smiling at me with them right now. I inhale slowly and look down her body. I notice the goosebumps on her arms so I slowly rub her arms to try to warm her up. I notice her breath hitch and I stop while letting out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in.

''S-sorry.'' I whisper out. '' You just look so cold.''

''Keep going.'' she smiles. ''Your hands are soft and warm.'' she giggles.

Something about her laugh is infectious and I giggle back while running my hands up and down her arms again before I boldly slide my hand down and hold hers. ''Let's go.'' I say with a smile. She interlocks our fingers and a flash of heat flows through my body.

We walk the block to my apartment in silence, I opened the door and invited her in. ''um, make yourself at home.'' I tell her. ''I think I have some sweats that may be long enough for you. I'll check really quick.''

I run to my bedroom and go through my closet looking for a pair of sweatpants that would fit her. Brittany is a few inches taller than me so my pants will most like all be super short on her. I find a pair of Cheerios sweatpants, from my glory days of being a cheerleader with Quinn in high school. They were always too big for me so hopefully they fit her. I grab them and a sweatshirt and head back to the living room. ''Here you go.'' I tell her while holding them out to her.

''Thanks.'' she smiles.

Before I can offer her anything to drink she starts stripping her clothes off, right in front of me. I'm trying not to be a perv and look but she has the most amazing body I have ever seen. Her legs are perfectly toned, her abs are out of this world, her breasts…God her breasts are perfect. Thankfully she had on a bra today, because otherwise I would need a cold shower right now.

''I have a bathroom you know.'' I say with a smile.

She shrug. ''We have the same body parts right? No need to hide.'' she laughs before sitting back down on the couch. ''What time do you work?'' she asks me.

Shit, shit, shit! Now I have to tell her that I got fired and I'm a loser. She will probably not want anything to do with me. I cough and clear my throat. ''I, uh I don't work today.''

''Why not?'' she asks what cocking her head to the side.

''I got fired on Monday, that's why I was in the park.'' I mumble out.

''That's why you looked like a sad panda.'' she whispered out sadly.

There was a brief silence between the two of us and I began to fidget and wring my wrists.

''That's a tell.'' Brittany says while looking at my hands and pointing them. ''You're nervous.''

''Huh?'' I quickly look up at her.

''You wring your wrist when you are nervous, that's a tell sign.'' she replies while biting her bottom lip. '' I can leave if you are uncomfortable.''

''NO!'' I say quickly. ''I just, I don't want you to think less of me for getting fired, and not having a job.''

She smiles. ''I don't. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Did you really like your job?''

''It was okay, it paid the bills.'' I say softly.

''Was it your dream job?'' she asks while sitting Indian style on the couch.

I shake my head no. She bites her bottom lip again. ''Can I make you a hot chocolate now?'' she asks with a big smile.

I laugh at how quickly the conversation changes. ''I don't have any hot chocolate mix.''

'' Who needs mix?'' she says happily. ''Do you have cocoa powder?'' I nod slowly. ''Be right back!'' she screeches out happily and skips to the kitchen.

I sit in awe at what just happened and run my fingers through my hair. I look over at the cat who was now sitting in my window still and staring at me. Even though he is obese, I guess he is kind of cute, in his own way.

I go to the kitchen and sit on the counter next to the stove. ''How do you make hot chocolate without mix?'' I ask her.

''Cocoa powder, milk, sugar, and water.'' Brittany replies while looking for a sauce pan. I hop off the counter and grab one for her.

She is really concentrating on making this hot chocolate for me, it's beyond sweet. She has her tongue hanging out slightly while she measures and mixes carefully. She moves slowly and very calculated around the kitchen before putting the top on the saucepan and leaning back on the counter and smiling at me.

''You have to close your eyes now.'' she whispers out.

I can't help but smile back. ''Why?''

''So I can add my secret ingredient.'' she beams.

I am very straightforward no nonsense person, I don't necessarily talk to strangers or play games, or do anything outlandish. I lead a pretty simple life, I have friends, but I like to keep to myself and chill out. Every now and then Quinn and I get dolled up and go to a bar or club, but it's not often. I don't like sharing my space with other people, but I want Brittany around me all the time. I crave attention from her and want to give her all my attention. Brittany brings out my playful side. I don't think I've ever smiled this much around one person before. She even has me talking to her cat. So here I am playing around again as I smile at her and close my eyes. I can hear her opening different cupboards and moving items around. ''Need help?'' I ask her playfully.

''Eyes closed Sanny!'' she replies quickly with that soft giggle again. I hear her move around the kitchen some more and finally put the top back on the pot. '' Ok, you can open them now.''

I open my eyes and she stares at me like nothing happened with her big blue eyes. ''Why are you so cute?'' I asked her with a smile.

She shrugs and bounces on her feet. ''Why are you so cute?'' she replies. I quickly blush.

''You don't take compliments well do you?'' she asks while poking me in my arm.

I know that I am freaking gorgeous, I'm damn near flawless, I have super high esteem but for some reason I'm shy and modest around Brittany. ''I accept compliments.'' I tell her. ''Thank you.'' I say softly.

She looks around the kitchen and notices the picture I have hanging next to the window.

''Sigue tus sueños, incluso si eso incluye pasar por algunas pesadillas.'' she reads out perfectly. ''Follow your dreams, even if that includes going through some nightmares.''

''You speak Spanish?'' I ask her quickly as my eyes widen when she tells me the translation, which isn't printed on the picture.

She nods. ''French too.'' she says happily. ''Suivez vos rêves, même si cela inclut en passant par des cauchemars.''

She stated the quote in French and I know for a fact that turned me completely on. A French accent is the sexiest thing in the world to me, and the way she said that statement with so much ease. Oh God! I cross my legs and steadying my breathing. Not only is she beautiful, playful, hilarious, a dancer, sweet, gentle, but now I had definitely add sexy, and cultured to the list.

''Wow…'' I breathe out. ''So you are fluent in 3 languages?'' I ask her as she grabs 2 mugs and pours hot chocolate for us.

''I'm an army brat, so we moved around a lot. I was originally born in Paris and lived there until I was about 6, so French was easy for me to learn.'' she started to explain while going to the fridge and grabbing a can of whipped cream. ''We moved back to the US, and lived in Florida until I was 12, and then my dad got stationed over in Spain, so we moved there, and I learned Spanish.'' she added with a smile while handing me a mug. ''Do you speak Spanish too?''

I nod. ''My dad's side of the family only speaks Spanish at family events. I'm fluent though, but I never had anyone to speak it with, my friend Quinn only knows what she learned in high school and all the swear words I taught her.'' I laugh.

''Well now you have me to speak Spanish with.'' she says well taking a sip of her hot chocolate and winking at me. ''Try it.'' she says while holding up her mug.

I take a sip and it is honestly the best hot chocolate I have ever tasted in my life. ''This is really good Brit.'' I tell her with a big smile.

''You feel all kinds of awesome now don't you?'' she beamed.

''Yeah I do, thanks.'' I tell her. ''So are you warmed up now?'' I asked her while looking her over. She looks so cute in my clothes. I feel like we are an old married couple right now, she is wearing my clothes while we sip hot chocolate at 7 in the morning. Am I falling in love with this stranger? Sorry I meant stranger friend. No, I don't believe in love at first sight. That crap can't be real.

She nods. ''Your clothes smell good.'' she says while talking her nose in the sweatshirt and deeply inhaling and giggling. ''So what are we doing today?''

I freeze, I didn't think about that. She doesn't have anywhere to go until four when her landlord gets home. What the hell are we supposed to do for the next 9 hours? We can play board games, or watch movies, or play cards, maybe go for a walk.

'' I want to get to know you better, so we can just talk.'' I so just sheepishly. ''I really like you Brittany and want to know more about you.''

''Ok.'' she says while blushing. ''I want to know more about you too.''

''But first, how about I make us some breakfast? I suggest.

''Pancakes?'' She asks and her eyes twinkle.

''If that's what you want.'' I say with a small smile.

'' I thought you were only supposed to cook for me when we became best friends?'' she asks while cocking her head to the side in that cute way that melts my heart.

I nod. ''That's right, you said I would feel it in my heart when we were right?'' She nods quickly. ''I, I feel something in my heart right now for you Brit.''

Her eyes widen and she puts down her mug and takes mine out of my hand and hugs me tightly. ''I feel it too.'' she whispers to me.