Santana: *watches tv*
Brittany; *walks in the living room* you really have a nice home
Santana; duh my dad is rich *looks at the tv*
Brittany; I know
Santana: aren't you parents rich?
Brittany: yeah they are but our house is not like this
Santana: it isn't that big
Brittany: hell yeah it's huge *sits besides her*
Santana: *takes Britts arm and put it around herself*
Brittany: *looks at her*
Santana: what?
Brittany; nothing *laughs*
Santana: weirdo *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; hey that is not nice *smiles*
Santana; I'm not nice
Brittany: I know you are *kisses her head*
Santana: stop that *blushes*
Brittany: with what? Telling the truth?
Santana: gosh *hears her phone*
Brittany: *looks at sans phone* not gonna answer that?
Santana: no
Brittany; maybe it's important *gives san her phone*
Santana: thanks *takes her phone and looks at the text*
Brittany: and?
Santana: it's nothing *sees a text from kim and hides her phone*
Brittany: what do you wanna do today?
Santana: you gonna take me out *sits on her lap*
Brittany: oh I didn't remember asking you out? *smiles*
Santana: no you didn't but you will *kisses her soft on the lip*
Brittany: *kisses her back* hmm
Santana; *pulls away*
Brittany: I want more off your amazing lips Sanny *holds her waist*
Santana: after you took me on a date you getting so much kisses that your getting sick off it *smiles*
Brittany: I will never get sick off your lips san *kisses her cheek*
Santana: *blushes*
Brittany: It's so cute when your shy *smiles*
Santana: I'm not shy *looks away*
Brittany: okey if you say so, where do I need to take you?
Santana; I already reserved by my favorite restaurant on 7 *smiles*
Brittany; I thought I took you out?
Santana: oh you pay *kisses her neck*
Brittany; ohh that way *smiles*
Santana: *leaves a hickey on her neck*
Brittany; hey don't leave a hickey on my neck *holds her neck*
Santana: now everyone knows your mine *smirks*
Brittany: I don't remember we have something *laughs*
Santana: no but you gonna ask me *smiles*
Brittany; your a really interesting girl Lopez *slaps her ass*
Santana: I know *smiles* slap my ass again I like that *smirks*
Brittany: with love *slaps her ass 4 more times*
Santana; that was nice *kisses her neck* keep doing that
Brittany: *smiles* oeh Santana *keeps slapping her ass* so dirty
Santana: I know *kisses her neck again*
Brittany: You want me to spank you huh?! *slaps her ass again*
Santana; yeah I wanted that *moans a little*
Brittany: lay down.......
Santana: *stops her* im the dominant one *takes Britts hand and puts it on her breast* now kneed
Brittany: *kneading her breast* so soft *looks at san*
Santana; good *smiles* I like that
Brittany: your a kinky one Lopez *slaps her boobs soft*
Santana; i know *stands up*
Brittany: hey where are you going? *looks at her*
Santana; non of your business *walks to the kitchen*
Brittany: can I have a drink?
Santana: you can walk right
Brittany; yeah but I thought my baby would give me something to drink
Santana: *walks back in the kitchen with 2 cola* here
Brittany: thank you baby *smiles and takes her drink*
Santana; *sits back down*
Brittany: before our date I need to go home and for some clothes *puts her drink down*
Santana: okey cool we can do that first
Brittany; we?
Santana: yeah
Brittany; well I was thinking I will pick you up and then go to that restaurant *looks at her*
Santana: no we going to get your clothes and come back and then you bring me to the restaurant
Brittany: why?
Santana: *kisses her cheek* because I gonna miss you
Brittany; *smiles* your so sweet
Santana: yeah yeah yeah *rolls her eyes*
Brittany: *pulls San on her lap* believe it or not your a sweet person
Santana: whatever *puts her head on her shoulder*
Brittany: *smiles and slaps her ass*
Santana; *smiles*
Brittany: San?
Santana: yeah?
Brittany: uhm who is Kim?
Santana: why that question? *looks down*
Brittany: while your where in the kitchen i saw a text from her and I remember her name from that conversation with Quinn *looks at her*
Santana: *looks down*
Brittany: did she hurt you?
Santana: *nobs*
Brittany: I'm so sorry Santana *hugs her*
Santana; *trys hard not to cry*
Brittany: *hugs her tight* I don't like it when someone hurts you
Santana: *breaks down in tears*
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Teen FictionBrittany goes to a new school because of her parents, when she is there is go wrong Read and find out
