Babysitting BRITTANA

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Brittany: Santana wake up *shakes her* breakfast is ready *sits on her bed*
Santana: what!! *says annoyed*
Brittany: morning *smiles*
Santana: *looks at Brittany* hey babe
Brittany; come on I bring you to school *looks at her*
Santana: *walks to her bathroom* why?
Brittany: what why? *cleans her bed*
Santana: well I'm old enough to go school alone *washes her teeth*
Brittany: I don't think you mom told you the rules *cleans her room*
Santana; what rules? *has her cheerleading clothes on*
Brittany: *looks at her* are you a cheerleader?
Santana: no I'm a police officer  *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; sorry for asking *looks at her*
Santana; and what for rules? *puts books in her bag*
Brittany; let's have breakfast first I will tell you *walks out*
Santana: *mumbles* she is lucky that she is hot
Brittany: *hears it/shakes her head* I heard that
Santana: *walks down* ey Britt
Brittany; its Brittany for you lady *looks serious*
Santana; *rolls her eyes/starts eating*
Brittany: so we have 30 minutes for school so I will tell you the rules
Santana: go on *sighs*
Brittany; well your mom gives me this *holds a paper*
Santana: okey read I will listen *finish breakfast*
Brittany: okey rule number 1. No party's 2. I bring you to school and pick you up 3. No boyfriends
Santana: I'm gay *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; I know let me finish or girlfriends 4. No good grades no friends 5. Stop flirting
Santana: huh?
Brittany; 5 is my own rule *smiles*
Santana; *laughs* to bad
Brittany: you have a lot of confidence young lady *laughs*
Santana; yeah I know
Brittany: ready for school? *takes her jacked*
Santana; yeah *walks out the house*
Brittany; *opens the door for her*
Santana; thanks babe *steps in*
Brittany; gosh *walks to the other side*
Santana; *puts her seat belt on*
Brittany: *Starts driving*
Santana; how do you know my school?
Brittany; your mommy
Santana: *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; be careful
Santana; for what?
Brittany: now or later your eyes rolling out *giggles*
Santana; *rolls her eyes*

-school-
Brittany: 3 pm I'm here again
Santana; what you want *steps out*
Brittany; *steps out* what no hug babe? *smirks*
Santana; *looks mad at her* you always that funny?
Brittany: kind off *smiles*
Quinn; hey Sanny *hugs her*
Santana; hey baby *kisses her cheek*
Katy; hey babe *pushes Quinn away and kisses san*
Santana; *kisses her back*
Quinn; *looks mad*
Brittany; hey I'm Brittany *looks at quinn*
Quinn; I'm Quinn *smiles* your her babysitter?
Brittany; yeah and you are? *smiles*
Quinn: I'm her best friend
Brittany; and she? *points at katy*
Quinn; her girlfriend *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; not happy?
Quinn; hell no *looks at her*
Brittany; *laughs* well tell Santana I said bye nice to meet you *smiles and steps in*
Quinn; bye *smiles* and I will
Brittany: nice thanks *drives off*

Katy; who was that blondie?
Santana; my babysitter *rolls her eyes*
Katy; no way!!! *laughs*
Santana; laugh but she is hot *smirks*
Katy; *hits her*
Santana: I'm just kidding babe wanna sleep over after school?
Katy; yes I will *walks away*
Santana; cool *smiles*
Quinn: is it gone?
Santana; it? It's Katy *laughs*
Quinn: *laughs* yeah I know and I don't care
Santana; let's go to class *stars walking*
Quinn: yeah let's go *walks with her*

-class-
Quinn: your babysitter is Nice *sits down*
Santana: she is okey *sighs*
Quinn: what's wrong?
Santana: she is so bossy
Quinn: *laughs* that is what babysitters do
Santana: I know but I really thought this month would be the best month ever *opens her book*
Quinn: yeah but now you never alone
Santana: *rolls her eyes* amazing
Quinn: I think she is nice
Santana; I thought that to but bossy as hell with her stupid rules
Quinn: oh she has rules?
Santana; yep and 5 is not flirting with her *laughs*
Quinn; you flirt with her?
Santana; hell yeah she don't look bad *smirks*
Quinn; okey *remembers something* and pucks party?
Santana: yeah?
Quinn: are you still going?
Santana: yeah of course
Quinn; ask her first before she said no
Santana: yeah I will *takes a little mirror and her lipstick out her bag*
Teacher: hello class *smiles*
-class says hallo-
Finn: *walks in* sorry I'm late I know
Teacher: nice you know it well sits down *opens his book*
Santana; *doing her lips*
Teacher: Santana your lips looks amazing can you now open you book
Santana; awg thank you sir they really looks good *smiles*
Teacher: really funny now open your book
Santana: yes sir *opens her book*
Teacher: thank you! *start the les*

-lunch-
Santana: *standing by her locker*
Katy; hey baby *kisses her cheek*
Santana; hey babe *smiles*
Katy; can I ride with you after school?
Santana; sure but my babysitter is picking me up *rolls her eyes*
Katy: gosh your babysitter getting on my damn nervous *looks mad*
Santana; tell me about it
Katy; we still having sex I'm telling you *holds her cheeks*
Santana: *smirks* hell yeah
Katy; see you later baby *walks away*
Santana; bye *walks to Quinn*
Quinn: hey Sanny *smiles*
Rachel: hey Santana *smiles*
Santana: hey ladies *winks at rachel*
Rachel; *blushes*
Quinn; *looks at rachel*

-class-
Quinn; why did you do that?
Santana: do what?
Quinn: winking at Rachel you know I like her! *puts her head on the table*
Santana: Oh sorry *smiles*
Quinn; your so stupid she blushed
Santana; then ask her out
Quinn; I want to but....
Santana; come on Quinn ask her out and make her yours
Quinn: easy for you to say that *sits up*
Santana: why?
Quinn: your good with girl *looks at her*
Santana: *laughs* what can I say I'm just amazing
Quinn; yeah yeah