Chapter 2
Quinn's roommate is Santana Lopez. They met last year when she moved in with Quinn. She was Quinn's friend from NYU who moved to California after graduation but was now back in New York working for an IT firm. Brittany thinks they work in the same building because she sees her around every now and then. They usually just nod to each other since they didn't really hang out much even though she lives with Quinn.
"You actually work in the same building." Quinn said on the other end of the line.
"The question is will she agree?" Brittany said, she knew that Santana was more on the serious side. Brittany could barely recall a time when she smiled. She was usually holed up in her room when Brittany visits Quinn.
"Look right now she's the only option we have. Just let me talk to her and I'll let you know what she thinks. Right now I have to get back to work and please Brittany try to not to get into any more trouble" she said, her voice half pleading half scolding.
After the conversation Brittany tried to remember what Santana looked like. She knows that she's not bad looking, you could even say she was beautiful but the girl hardly smiles. She's not usually the type of girl she would go out with but given the circumstances she'd marry her if she has to. All she knows about the girl is that she is very smart and she earns a lot of money in her job doing computer stuff. Based on Quinn's stories she has never been in a serious relationship since she broke up with his college girlfriend. Great, Brittany thought to herself so right now her only option is a nerd who is a possible weirdo. She just hopes that she says yes and agrees to the charade on Saturday.
Brittany looked at the clock in her computer and it says 11:55 am. She decided to beat everyone at the elevator before the lunch rush swamps the 4 small elevators in her building. Thankfully only 5 people are waiting for the elevator. She waited for about 2 minutes before an elevator opened up in her floor. She positioned herself at the back of the elevator knowing full well that a bunch of people will come rushing in at every floor.
When the elevator opened at the 11th floor she was jolted from her reverie when Santana stepped inside the elevator. She was lucky that there were several people between them and Santana seems to be in deep conversation with a guy. Brittany discreetly studied her and imagined how they would look like together on Saturday. Brittany was taller than her and from her vantage point she looks really intelligent with her black rimmed glasses and furrowed brow as if a thousand million ideas are running through her brain. Her long wavy hair looks ruffled as if she got out of bed in a hurry and just ran her hand through it to keep it in place. She looks so serious and a slight frown seems to be permanently in place in her face. The elevator opened at the ground floor and Brittany waited a few more minutes before she stepped out. She wanted to put a comfortable distance between her and Santana in case she has already heard from Quinn. She had some serious doubts if Santana would ever agree to the idea, she looks like she will probably laugh (based on what she looks like, she'd furrow her brows deeper in her forehead) at Quinn and say no.
If that happens then Brittany was back to square one. She quickly ran down the list of girls she knows and the only other person she can think of who is single and would be willing was her pseudo suitor/part time stalker, Amanda. She has been chasing Brittany around for 2 years ever since she found out that Brittany was also gay. She was nice but unless she improves her hygiene (i.e. a big case of B.O.) Brittany swore that she will not go out with Amanda again. She was not a prude but it's just that hygiene is a big deal for her, if you can't take care of yourself then how are you going to take care of her and their potential children in the future. Plus the fact that she did not feel a connection with Amanda.
As usual she bought her lunch from the little cafe in the ground floor and headed back to the elevator. She was officially a loser, ever since Jackie and her broke up she has shunned any form of company. She preferred to wallow in self pity, and now she is about to see the girl who tore her heart to pieces on Saturday and she'll probably be a hot mess once she sees those green eyes.
At around 9 pm on Thursday while aimlessly surfing through the channels on TV, Brittany's phone rang, the display showed the smiling face of Quinn. She pressed the answer button and heard Quinn's soft voice.
"Britt." Quinn said
"Hey Quinn." Brittany said
"You owe me big time." Quinn said smugly on the other line.
Brittany couldn't help but smile, Quinn was a lifesaver.
"She said yes?" Brittany asked not wanting to jump into any conclusion.
"Uh-huh." Quinn said.
"Oh my God Quinn! Thanks! I'll take you and Rachel out to dinner sometime. How'd you get her to say yes?" Brittany asked curious on how Quinn was able to get a yes out of her sullen roommate.
"Let's just say that I am just cashing in on a debt." Quinn said mysteriously.
"Fine, can I get Santana something for like a thank you or something for her time? Flowers?, Chocolates?" Brittany asked the girl on the other line.
"Not flowers, she hates them. I honestly have no idea, I mean the girl earns more than our salaries combined and she's not materialistic so try to keep it simple." Quinn said
After a few more minutes of chatting both girls hang up. For the first time that week, Brittany was able to sleep soundly.
Santana was silently cursing herself for ever agreeing to this "date". If she didn't lose to that stupid bet she would have said no in an instant but right now all she can do is suck it up. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was 11:50 pm. She was waiting at the lobby of the building where she worked waiting for Brittany. She agreed to the charade in one condition, that they go over the plan on what will happen to the party the following day. Through Quinn they were able to set up a lunch meeting since they work in the same building anyways. After 5 minutes she saw the familiar tall blonde girl making her way over to where she is.
"Hi, sorry I'm late. Did I make you wait?" Brittany asked giving the other girl an apologetic smile.
"No, it's fine, I only got here 5 minutes ago." Santana said returning the smile.
They planned to have lunch on this obscure restaurant near their building that Brittany suggested so that they can avoid the crowds during lunchtime. After ordering, Brittany was the first one to break the silence.
"You don't know how thankful to you for saying yes." Brittany said
"Uhm yeah, I owe Quinn and I figured it's free food and booze so it's a win win situation." Santana said trying to lighten up the mood.
Their food arrived shortly and after complementing the taste Santana cleared her throat and asked Brittany about the party the following day.
"So what exactly do I need to do tomorrow?" Santana said.
"Well, if it's not too much to ask, can you like pretend to be my girlfriend tomorrow?" Brittany answered who was now violently blushing and avoiding Santana's eyes.
Shit, Quinn did not tell me about this part, she only said her friend needed a date, Santana thought to herself but she can't back out now especially with Brittany looking all cute flustered up.
"Ok, but I think we need to share some personal details about each other so we can pull this off." Santana said nonchalantly.
Brittany looked at Santana with a huge smile on her face, grateful that the other girl was onboard with her plan.
For the next 30 minutes, they asked each other questions hoping to get as much information as they can about each other. Brittany was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Santana, before she was intimidated by the girl but she's actually kind of funny when she's relaxed. Lunch ended too soon and after arguing on who will pay, Brittany paid for their food since it's the least she can do. They exchanged numbers and planned to meet 2 hours before the party at Santana and Quinn's apartment so they can go over the plan one more time.
They went back to their building and joined the huge amount of people waiting for the elevator. After 5 minutes they were finally inside the elevator and due to the number of people crammed inside they were kind of squashed together and Brittany couldn't help but smell Santana's scent. She smelled as if she just came out of the shower and she couldn't help but smile knowing that the lies she said earlier that week to her friends are now becoming true, her "girlfriend" was smart, has a good job and she smelled awesome.
