"Now that's what I'm talking about, Santana! Those runs sounded perfect!" Exclaims Evelyn Carr, the Voice Professor, as she applauds her performance and then gives Santana a high five as she goes back to her seat. As soon as Santana sits down she pulls out her phone to find a bunch of texts from Brittany waiting for her.
From Britt-Britt: im so bored
From Britt-Britt: y am i even here?
From Britt-Britt: just give me the damn final and let me do my own fucking math
From Britt-Britt: sorry for bothering you in class
From Britt-Britt: i just cant focus
From Britt-Britt: and bc i dont actly have 2 my brain refuses to even try
To Britt-Britt: hey baby
To Britt-Britt: just finished belting out i have nothing so im done for today
To Britt-Britt: hate that ur bored
From Britt-Britt: damn it babe!
From Britt-Britt: wanna hear you sing now
To Britt-Britt: ill sing it for u l8r
From Britt-Britt: really?
To Britt-Britt: of course mi cariña
From Britt-Britt: (cat heart eyes)
From Britt-Britt: cant wait
From Britt-Britt: i miss u baby
To Britt-Britt: (blowing kiss)
To Britt-Britt: i miss u too
Mercedes sits back and watches Santana's face while she's texting on her phone in the back of class. There's no doubt that it's Brittany on the other end with that look. She's practically the heart-eyes emoji.
From Britt-Britt: hey wanna c pitch perfect with the other tantrums 2nite?
Frm Britt-Britt: sarah wants to know
To Britt-Britt: YES!
It's the first Friday of October and Pitch Perfect premiers tonight and Santana's really excited to see it but she's trying to play it cool.
"Hey Cedes." Santana whispers to Mercedes next to her. "Wanna see Pitch Perfect tonight?" She asks nonchalantly.
Mercedes chuckles quietly, "Just got the text from Keagan. Tell Brittany I'm in."
"How did you…?" Santana asks with a puzzled look on her face and Mercedes just raises her eye brows and she rolls her eyes, "Whatever."
From Britt-Britt: q is coming
To Britt-Britt: wanky
From Britt-Britt: (winky face)
To Britt-Britt: cedes is too
From Britt-Britt: xtra wanky
To Britt-Britt: u know it (winky face)
"Santana!" Mercedes chastises her with a light smack on her arm. "You two are perverts!"
"No we're not." Santana protests. "We're perfect angels." She adds with a cheeky grin.
From Britt-Britt: i wanna make u cum right now
Santana looks down at the new text and she gasps and immediately drops her phone as she covers her crotch with both hands, her face growing unbearably hot.
Mercedes slowly picks up her phone and against her better judgement, she glances at the screen just as another text comes in.
From Britt-Britt: i wanna make u cum so hard u ruin ur leopard print thong u r wearing under ur dress
Mercedes eyes grow to the size of dinner plates as she hands the phone back to Santana as she says with an unnaturally high voice. "I need to bleach my eye balls now."
Santana looks down at the text and exclaims under her breath, "Fuck!" She can feel herself getting increasingly hard and grabs her back pack and as quickly and discreetly as possible she bolts out of the back door of the classroom. As soon as she's in the hallway she sends Brittany an urgent text.
To Britt-Britt: my room now
She doesn't wait for a reply as she runs out of the music building and back to her dorm, cursing herself for wearing an incredibly short dress with a thong today instead of compression underwear. Then she starts thinking about what Brittany left for class in, those tight leggings that caress her ass and that short cropped sapphire blue sweater that make her eyes pop and shows off her oh so lickable… FUCK. She groans and she thinks she really is going to ruin her thong before she can make it back to her room.
Santana is panting hard by the time she reaches the front doors of Perkins Hall. She throws them open and shoves anyone who dares to be in her way with a quick, "Muévete, cabrón!" (Move, asshole!"). She's up the stairs and down the second floor hallway in a matter of seconds. She's is fumbling for her keys and just barely manages to unlock her door and open it when she feels two arms wrap around her and lips kissing her neck. She drops her back pack in the hallway and turns around and smashes her lips onto Brittany's.
They stumble into the room and Brittany kicks the door closed behind them. Santana pushes Brittany against the back of the door and her hands immediately find the waistband of her leggings and yanks them down, moaning into her mouth when she realizes that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Brittany kicks her shoes off and pulls her feet out of the pants while pulling Santana's dress up and pushing her thong to the side so her throbbing, leaking cock is set free, already twitching with anticipation. Santana throws Brittany's left leg around her waist with her right hand and left hand takes hold of her member and rubs the tip through Brittany's soaking wet folds to coat herself in her essence and shoves herself into her center as far as she can in one swift motion.
"Holy fuck!" They both scream. Santana's hips start thrusting on their own accord and when Brittany bites down on her neck she starts pounding into her relentlessly, knowing that neither of them are going to last long. The door is ratlting on its old hinges and anyone passing in the hallway or stairwell would not be able to miss their pants, grunts and screams.
"Fuck fuck fuck. San God!" Brittany screams, throwing her head back and hitting the door. "I'm gonna-"
"Me too, baby!" Santana grunts and with two more well placed thrusts they both tumble off the edge.
After a few after shocks course through them, Brittany brings her lips back to Santana's and kisses her slow and deep while she pushes her leather jacket off her shoulders and her hands run up under her dress to pull it off over her head. They have to separate to get Santana's dress off and Santana takes that opportunity to pull Brittany's sweater off as well and then their lips find each other again. Santana pulls Brittany's right leg around her waist and she locks her ankles together and pushes them off the door. Santana carries Brittany into the room and then carefully lowers them to the floor, glad that she had dropped one of her pillows off her bed when she was rushing out the door earlier. She lays Brittany's head on the pillow as she kisses her passionately and deeply with Brittany still holding onto her tightly. Santana's hips start rocking again but this time she's being slow and gentle. Brittany's hands caress up and down Santana's gorgeous caramel back and Santana's arms slip under the mewing blonde to hold onto to her as tight as she can. Gentle moans escape into each other's mouths as they slowly build each other up again. When air become necessary Santana pulls their lips apart just a fraction of an inch and rests her forehead on Brittany's and their soft pants intermingle while they stare into each other souls, sweet smiles blooming on their faces. Santana can feel the flutter of Brittany's walls on her so she speeds up just a little and deepens her thrusts. Brittany sees the change in Santana's eyes and knows she's close so she brings a hand up to cup her face, gently caressing her cheek with her thumb.
"Ven conmigo, mi cariña." Brittany whispers and they both let go instantly, holding onto each other as tight as they possibly can as Brittany shakes violently and arches her back then freezes as Santana shoots ropes of cum into her as deep as she can. Brittany barely gets to take a breath as she gets thrown into another orgasm while Santana is still emptying into her.
They come back down to earth slowly, Santana lays her head down and nestles into her favorite spot practically purring while their breathing and heart rates come back down to normal. No words are spoken or even needed, they just sigh deeply and hold each other, still connected as they drift off to sleep, fully sated, in the middle of the dorm floor.
oooOOOooo
"Thanks for the warning." Quinn says to Mercedes as they round the corner of the second floor. She spots Santana and Brittany's back packs down the hall outside her door and groans. "I guess we should all be grateful they made it into the room."
"I'm actually surprised they did. I will not repeat what I read, but I was actually expecting to walk in on them in the music building bathroom after class." Mercedes tells her with a laugh.
They approach the door with caution, ears perked, and when all they hear is the chatter from a tv across the hall they let out a dramatic sigh of relief.
Quinn unlocks the door and pauses, "Let me see if they are decent before you come in. You've had enough trauma induced by them today."
She cautiously slides into her room and closes the door behind her and when she sees the tangled expanses of bare bodies on the floor she just rolls her eyes, only mildly annoyed. She's not going to be forced out of her own room because her best friends are sleeping naked in the middle of her floor. She grabs Santana's duvet from her bed and gently covers them up before she leans down and gives them both a kiss on their heads and then she lets Mercedes in.
"They're at least covered even though they are passed out." Quinn tells her while she brings their forgotten back packs into the room and invites Mercedes to sit on Santana's bed with her.
They lounged against the back wall and spend the next hour chatting animatedly about all kinds of thing. Music, books, movies and tv shows, fashion. At one point Keagan and Sarah pop their heads in and Quinn waves them in to join into the conversation.
Sarah casts her eyes to Brittany and Santana still sleeping on the floor and smirks, "So that's why Brittany abruptly left class."
"Hon, you really don't want to know…" Mercedes says tapering off, shaking her head slowly and then shuddering slightly as she remembered what she accidentally read.
oooOOOooo
"We should try that." Santana whispers to Brittany while they are in the theater watching Chloe and Becca singing 'Titanium' in the shower.
"Definitely, Baby." Brittany agrees quietly, giving the Latina a kiss on her cheek before resting her head on her shoulder. "And just as naked."
Quinn could hear them talking next to her and she didn't need hear their words to know exactly what they were talking about. She just chuckles and shakes her head, they are getting so predictable it's getting ridiculous.
oooOOOooo
After the movie all the Tempo Tantrums decide to walk down the block to the Shiny Diner for a late dinner and they spent a least a hour loudly recapping the movie and all the musical numbers and excitedly planning how they can incorporate some of the techniques into their own performances. The topic changes to the obvious chemistry between Chloe and Becca.
Brittany muses out loud, waving a fry in the air, "They're gay, right? My gaydar isn't broken, is it?"
"That's what I thought!" Keagan exclaims from across the table after they takes a sip from their milkshake.
"There's definitely no other way to explain that tension and the longing looks." Mercedes jumps in.
"They're clearly madly in love with each other…." Santana starts matter of factly as she reaches for the ketchup bottle and squeezes more onto Brittany's plate for her.
"…they just don't realize it yet." Brittany finishes while she holds up her milkshake for Santana to take a sip.
Everyone at the table besides Santana and Brittany fight hard to not bust out laughing. Quinn has a huge grin on her face as she says, "You're absolutely right, they just don't see what's right in front of their faces."
oooOOOooo
While they were walking back to their dorm a few hours later, Santana and Brittany hung back from the group, taking their time to leisurely stroll down the sidewalks with their pinkies linked between them.
Brittany breaks their pleasant silence after they start crossing College Green. She nervously says, "I got us something and if it's not something that you're interested in, please tell me, it won't hurt my feelings. I just thought that maybe you might be." She shakes her head and backtracks, "No, this is ridiculous, there's no way you would be, never mind."
Santana stops her and reaches for her other hand and asks, "Britt-Britt, why don't you just tell me what it is and I'll decide? Besides, if you thought of me then it's probably is something I would be interested in since you know me better than anyone." She adds with a sweet smile.
Brittany contemplates for a moment and then tells her, "Okay, um, I got us tickets to see Riverdance next Saturday in Cincinnati" She doubts herself again and groans, "See, it's stupid."
"First, don't say that 'S' word." Santana chastises and then her whole face lights up in a huge smile, "Second, I've always wanted to see Riverdance."
"Really? You're not lying?" Brittany asks, hopefully.
"Nope, some of my cousins are Irish Dancers and I went to one of their competitions a few years ago but Riverdance is on a whole other level." Santana tells her excitedly and then her eyes light up. "Have you ever been to Cincy before?" Brittany shakes her head and Santana swings their joined hands excitedly. "Okay, I have an idea. How 'bouts we get a car service and book a hotel room and make a weekend out of it? We can leave Friday afternoon and just hang out, maybe go out for dinner. But Saturday morning, I really want to take you to the zoo before the show."
"Cincinnati has a zoo?" Brittany asks with a squeak, barely able to contain herself.
Santana nods with a huge smile, "It's the second oldest zoo in the country. I've only been once on our fifth grade class trip and it was so amazing. You'll love it, I just know it."
"That sounds perfect!" Brittany throws her arms around Santana and picks her up and spins her around making them both squeal in delight. When Brittany finally puts Santana back down she gives her a quick kiss and happily exclaims, "Come on, let's go book a hotel room and car service!" She takes her hand and takes off running back towards their dorm with Santana laughing while she tries to keep up with her.
oooOOOooo
The next Wednesday afternoon, Brittany is finally getting to take her math finals. She opted to take them back to back with a short 10 minute break in between. She is sitting at one of the desks in one of the smaller empty classrooms in the math building with one of the TAs monitoring on the other side of the room. She only has half the lights turned on and her headphones in her ears playing the Speak Now album on repeat. The standard allotted time for each exam is 2 hours but she's already finished the first exam and it's only been 25 minutes.
Twenty minutes later she is already flipping the pages closed of her 100 question Statistics exam and scooting her chair back to take it over to the bored TA. He lifts his eyes up from his phone at the sound of the chair scraping on the floor.
He shakes his head in utter disbelief and mutters, "I really don't know how you can be finished with both exams in less than an hour."
Brittany just shrugs and goes to sit back down while she waits for the TA to call Professor Lee to let him know that she's finished. The head of the math department wanted to grade her exams personally as soon as she completed them so he scheduled her exams on an afternoon that he didn't have classes.
She wasn't allowed anything but her pencil and a borrowed iPod with a prescreened album from her Advocate in the room so she just sits back with her eyes closed mouthing the words to Mine while she waits on Professor Lee. When she's halfway through the album she feels a gentle tapping on her desk. She opens her eyes to see the professor smiling at her so she pulls out her headphones and pauses the song.
"I didn't want to startle you but I've finished grading your exams, Miss Pierce, and I must say, you really amaze me." He says holding her exams up facing him so she can't see her grades yet.
"So I passed?" She asks reservedly.
"You more than passed." He assures her with a chuckle. He then hands her her exams and waits for her to read her results.
Her eyes flit over the papers and her smile can't help but bloom on her face when she sees two perfect scores. She blinks her eyes a few times, still not really believing what she's seeing written in front of her.
"Congratulations, Miss Pierce. You've officially received full credits for Discrete Mathematics and Statistics so you no longer need to attend either class. We can meet next week to go over how your Independent Study will work for the rest of the semester so you can receive additional credits." He says with a bright proud smile and reaches to take the exams back. "I'll have to keep these until the end of the semester after everyone else takes theirs. I am in no way insinuating that you would help anyone cheat but this is just as a precaution to insure that no one inadvertently comes across them."
"Oh, yes, please." Brittany agrees and quickly hands them back. "I honestly wouldn't want them with me anyway." She shakes her head, "I wouldn't want that responsibility hanging over me for months."
The professor slides the exams into his satchel and as he latches it closes he lifts his head up and smiles proudly. "What ever the path it is you choose, Miss Pierce, I can tell your future is incredibly bright." He says and turns to walk out of the room leaving a baffled TA and a hesitantly proud Brittany behind.
The TA speaks up, scratching behind his neck as the two of them exit the room, "Um, you should know that he never compliments anyone so you must really be some kind of genius. I feel like you should be a TA instead of me." He blushes as he dips his head down.
"Oh, thanks." Brittany says with a smile and her eyes lighting up.
"So, um, maybe we can get coffee together sometime?" He asks hopefully, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Hmmm." She hums, her eyes focus over his shoulder and her smile taking over her entire face.
"Cool. How about Friday afternoon at Union Street Cafe?" He asks, rocking on his heels nervously.
"She's busy." Santana says gruffly as she passes the TA in the hallway and wraps her arms around Brittany's neck, who instinctively wraps her arms around her waist. "Hey, Britt-Britt." She says sugary sweet. "How'd they go, baby?" She asks rubbing her nose against Brittany's.
The TA just stands there, utterly confused as Brittany tells Santana about her exams.
"I knew you'd ace them, mi cariña." Santana exclaims proudly and gives her a sweet kiss. "Let's go tell Quinn and Cedes the good news." She turns and takes one of her hands in her own and they notice the TA still standing there.
"Did you need something?" Brittany asks politely.
"I..um…" He stumbles over his words as Santana glares at him. "Uh…No. No. Have a great evening." He rushes out and quickly turns around and disappears into the first open room and closes the door behind him.
"Wonder what his deal was." Brittany muses while Santana puffs her chest out with a dignified expression. Brittany shrugs, gives Santana a kiss on her cheek and leads them out of the math building back to their dorm.
oooOOOooo
When Santana and Brittany enter room 201, they see Quinn sitting on a few pillows on the floor leaning against Santana's bed and they notice that she's on a FaceTime call with someone. Santana, nosey person that she is, crouches down next to Quinn and leans her head so that she can see who she's talking to.
"Oh! Hi there, Santana!" Quinn sister, Frannie says with surprise.
"Hey Fran." Santana says and then turns to Brittany and waves her over to come join them on the floor. She takes Quinn's phone out of her hand so she can hold it up between the three girls. "Say 'Hi' to Brittany Pierce. She's our new bestie so you're going to hear lots about her. Britt, this is Francesca Livingston, Quinn's big sister. She's even more stuck up than Quinn."
Frannie chuckles and politely says, "Nice to finally put a face to a name, Brittany. I have already heard great things about you."
"Nice to meet you, too." Brittany says cheerfully with an energetic wave.
"I know you've got to run, Frannie, but thank you for calling and you know I'm here for you." Quinn says with a sigh as she lays her head down on Santana's shoulder.
"Thanks, Lulu. I love you. I'll talk to you soon with updates." Frannie says and blows her a kiss.
"Love you, too." Quinn reciprocates and ends the call. She doesn't say anything as she takes her phone back, she just stares at her background pensively while Santana and Brittany just watch her.
After a few minutes of silence, Brittany says thoughtfully, "She looks just like an older version of Karen in Mean Girls."
Santana's jaw drops, "Oh my God, you are so right!"
"Hum. Maybe?" Quinn says absentmindedly, still looking at her phone.
Santana nudges her shoulder, "What did she say that's got you all quiet?"
Quinn sighs and then shakes her head, "I'll tell you guys in a second but first," she reaches over Santana to grab Brittany's hand, "Britts, how did your exams go?"
Brittany beams as she shyly says, "I got a hundred percent on both."
Quinn throws herself across Santana to give her a hug, "I'm so proud of you!"
Santana grunts, "A little warning next time, Tubbers." She tickles Quinn's aptly placed side, making her squeal.
"Thanks, Quinnie." Brittany giggles and Quinn rolls over and lays across their laps. She sees the smile on Quinn's face drop a little so she runs her fingers through her hair and prods gently, "What happened?"
Quinn closes her eyes for a moment and Santana takes one of her hands in her own, "Luce?"
She opens her eyes and says quietly, "Frannie's pregnant and I feel really weird about it." She sighs, "I'm really happy for her but…" she trails off.
"You're thinking about Beth." Santana concludes.
Quinn groans, "Yeah. I know I was in a completely different situation but I can't help but think 'what if?'. I know it's ridiculous to even compare since she's married to a doctor and she's a successful event planner. They live in the suburbs of Stamford in a four bedroom house with a literal white picket fence and Honey the Golden Retriever. They are more than ready for a baby and I was…" Tears start building up as her voice cracks.
"You were a fifteen year old high schooler who was kicked out by your parents. The same parents who I'm sure are ecstatic about Frannie's baby." Santana finishes, trying to keep the anger out of her voice.
Quinn just nods and turns into Brittany's stomach and curls around both of them as the dam breaks. Brittany and Santana just hold her while she mourns the life she'll never have with Beth and her parents.
oooOOOooo
Friday morning, Brittany is pulled from her slumber by the trailing of a soft finger along her collarbone and she can't help the small content smile that graces her lips. Santana nudges her nose with her own before kissing her gently.
Santana sighs when she pulls back and props herself up with her elbow. "Buenos días, mi cariña." She says softly with a bright smile on her face.
"Goedemorgen, mijn schat." Brittany says as she tucks a lock of raven hair behind Santana's ear. She then squeals, "We're going to Cincinnati today!"
Santana giggles at her excitement, "I just checked my messages and we got another confirmation that our driver Nathan will pick us up at the back of the building at three."
Brittany pulls Santana back down for another kiss and hums against her lips, "Mmkay."
They had decided to call a travel agent through American Express to book their hotel and car service since they would be able to get some exclusive offers and it would be less stressful than if they had tried to book them themselves since neither has stayed in Cincinnati before. Santana may have also pulled some strings for an extra surprise for Brittany that she was excited about herself.
Santana sighs as she pulls back, "I have to get ready for class."
"I'll check our bags again while you're in class before I go to Dance Cultures." Brittany assures Santana as they start to get up from Brittany's bed and they take their pills that they left out. Brittany shivers just as Santana holds her robe out for her to slip into. "I know I should have thought about this before but do you think Quinn is upset that I didn't invite her?"
Santana pulls on a black and purple striped scoop back long sleeve T-shirt on over her head and replies, "She's definitely not upset. I heard her making plans with Mercedes, Tina and Keagan last week to go to the game tomorrow. I told them to keep an eye out for which cheerleader she keeps watching." She slips on a pair of black skinny jeans and slides her feet into her black Uggs.
"Okay, good." Brittany says with relief. "It's not that I don't love spending time with her, because I really, really do," She proclaims and then she continues quietly, "it's just that I kind of wanted to this to be just you and me."
"I'm sure she understands that and I'm also sure that there will be plenty of things just the two of you will do and sometimes just me and her and others, all three of us." Santana assures Brittany as she hands Brittany her brush, silently asking her to brush her hair. "That's why the three of us work so well."
Brittany sweeps her raven locks to one side and gives her a kiss behind her ear and hums, "Definitely." And then she gives her a light smack on her butt. "You've got ten minutes before your class, now go sing like an angel."
Santana chuckles as she throws her back pack over her shoulder. She rises up on her toes to give Brittany a quick peck on her waiting lips before she turns to head out the door.
"I'll meet you outside your theory class and we can get a quick lunch before we leave." Brittany says as Santana starts walking backwards down the hallway.
"Sounds perfect." She says just as she "catches" the kiss Brittany blows to her and she turns to run down the stairs.
Since Brittany doesn't have to go to her math classes anymore she only has her Dance Cultures class at 12:30 today so she has time to pack their last minute toiletries and meds and recheck their small suitcases they've packed. She's always made lists for trips and likes to be over prepared. She quickly gets dressed in pastel floral leggings and a loose pink tank top with manta rays on it under a long cardigan in cream, pink, and purple stripes that she crocheted herself last year. She then slips on her grey ankle boots and adds three long necklaces.
Satisfied with her outfit, she makes her bed quickly and then she pulls her suitcase onto it so she can check it again. She knows she's probably being ridiculous since she's already checked it three times since yesterday morning and it's not like they are going away for very long and if for some crazy reason that she did happen to forget something, she can easily go to a store and buy it, or even have the hotel concierge go get it, but she can't help it. She has to make sure she is prepared for every situation.
Once Brittany is satisfied that she's packed everything she could possibly need for the weekend she grabs Santana's keys that she left for her and she lets herself in to their room to check Santana's bag. She smiles to herself when she sees Santana's black carry-on size suitcase on her bed still open with clothes spilling out, shoes clearly tossed haphazardly towards the pile, and the cord of her curling iron somehow tangled around the handle of the case. She sighs with affection at the hasty attempt at packing and quickly sets herself in motion. She folds the clothes as she takes inventory and she laughs when she realizes that among the six dresses and five T-shirts that there's not a single pair of underwear or socks or anything to wear with the shirts. She pares down the dresses and shirts and adds a pair of jeans and enough underwear for the trip, especially excited for the little black and red lacy number with the matching bra she found in Santana's drawer. She organizes Santana's chaos, filling in missing items as she goes so that by ten after noon she has both suitcases fully ready to go inside her room with her pillow resting on top and a gummy bear print tote bag with snacks and a book for the two and half hour car ride.
Since she just has one class today she decides to leave her back pack and just take her binder, textbook and pen and heads to class.
oooOOOooo
Santana has been blankly staring straight ahead and clicking her pen for the last twenty minutes of of her music theory class not listening to a single thing the soft spoken petite professor was saying. Instead she was thinking about her weekend with Brittany and the surprise she has for her early tomorrow morning. She's really hoping that it all works out and that Brittany likes it. She should like it, it seems like it's right up her alley, but she's still nervous. She's really hoping it's not too overwhelming for her because the last thing she wants to do is to put her in an uncomfortable situation. That's also why even though they have late check out, she hasn't planned anything for Sunday beyond sleeping in and room service, figuring that Saturday will be exhausting for both of them and that they will need a quiet day to recover.
The sound of books closing and zippers on bags startle her out of her dissociative state and she realizes that class is over and that Brittany is waiting for her out in the hallway. She hastily crams her stuff in her back pack and runs out of the lecture hall. There, leaning against the wall with a beam of sunlight shining onto her, she can't help but gasp at the vision in front of her. Brittany looks like a gorgeous angel and when she turns her head and they lock eyes, Santana smiles ever so soft, knowing that she gets to spend the entire weekend with that ethereal creature who is her best friend.
She ignores the hustle of everyone around them and walks gingerly across the hall, eyes only focusing on sparkling Caribbean blue in front of her. When there's just a few inches between then, she raises a hand to Brittany's cheek and sighs, no words come to her so she presses her lips to Brittany's, hoping she understands. When long arms wrap tightly around her and pull her closer, she knows she does.
They slowly part with huge smiles on their faces and Brittany takes Santana's hand and the leave the music building bubbling with excitement.