-next morning-
Santana: *walking downstairs*Brittany; morning *smiles*
Santana: morning *sits*
Brittany: *looks at her* not happy?
Santana; yeah I'm not in the mood for school *looks at her*
Brittany: you know school is really important right?
Santana: yeah I know *rolls her eyes*
Brittany: don't roll your eyes all the time *puts a plate in front off santana*
Santana: I try my best *eats her pancakes*
Brittany; thanks you *smiles*-20 minutes later-
Brittany; Santana come on it's time for school *standing by the door*
Santana; yeah yeah *runs down with her cheerleader outfit on*
Brittany; *looks at her* ready? *opens the door*
Santana: yeah *walks out*
Brittany; *looks at her ass when she walks past*
Santana; are you coming? *waits by the car*
Brittany: yeah yeah *shakes her head* I'm coming *close and locks the door*-in the car-
Santana; uhm Brittany?
Brittany; yeah *looks at the road*
Santana; uhm well there is a party toning and......
Brittany: your know it's a school day?
Santana; yeah I know but......
Brittany; no buts you know the rules no party's on school days
Santana; yeah but 1 time.....
Brittany; no end of this conversation Santana *stops by school*
Santana; *steps out the car* bye
Brittany; bye *looks at her when she walks away*-in school-
Quinn; and?
Santana; no party's on school days *rolls her eyes*
Quinn; Santana if you want to stay popular you need to go to that party
Santana: I know *opens her locker*
Quinn: come on Sanny we need to go together
Santana: okey I will go *turns to look at her*
Quinn: really? *smiles*
Santana; hell yeah *smirks* we are going and no one will stop us
Quinn: that is my satan again *smiles*
Santana; what time?
Quinn; if you escape out the house like 11 I'm there waiting for you *smiles*
Santana; amazing *smiles*-with Brittany-
Brittany; *opens her laptop and looks at her bank account* wauw still not enough for college *looks at a picture off Santana* maybe?.....no no Brittany *shakes her head* your not a ho *sees clothes of Santana* why can't she just clean it up a little *picks it up and walks to sans room/ opens the door and looks around* clean! *smiles*-after school-
Brittany; *waiting for santana*
Santana; hey Brittany *walks to her*
Brittany; hey how was school? *opens the door for her*
Santana; well is was okey just like a normal day *steps in*
Brittany; okey *close the door and walks to the driver side* ready?
Santana; yeah *smiles*
Brittany; okey then *starts driving*
Santana; uhm Brittany?
Brittany; yeah?
Santana; can I ask you a question?
Brittany; you already did but go on tell me
Santana: well can you make a girl pregnant or something?
Brittany; w..w.what? *stops the car by the house*
Santana; well can you? *looks at her*
Brittany; uhm *doesn't make eye contact* I don't know
Santana: you don't know?? *looks weird at her*
Brittany; I'm sorry *looks a little at her*
Santana; don't you have sperm?
Brittany; y..y.yeah I..i h.have *opens the door* well lets go inside this is enough about me *steps out*
Santana; *steps out* why don't you go to the doctor and......
Brittany: why do you wanna know? *opens the door and walks in*
Santana; just curious *walks after her*
Brittany; *sits on the couch* well when I was little i was afraid to go to the doctor
Santana; *sits besides her* why?
Brittany; when I was in school everybody bulled me because I was different
Santana; how did they know about you?
Brittany; I really tried to hide it but one day with school they planned a pool party so I had to go and yeah after that they all bulled me *looks down*
Santana: britt that is so terrible *looks at her*
Brittany; yeah they where losers *smiles a little*
Santana; is that why you scared?
Brittany: for the doctor yeah
Santana: I wanna go with you
Brittany; why? Why do you wanna know it ether?
Santana; I don't know I just came up to me and yeah the deal is still open *smiles*
Brittany; gosh *goes with her hand cross her hair*
Santana; and if you go with the deal I don't want to be pregnant
Brittany; okey I will make a appointment *rolls her eyes*
Santana: yeah *smiles*
Brittany; don't be to happy because I'm going alone *looks at her*
Santana; what? Why?
Brittany: because it my body?
Santana; yeah so come on
Brittany; I will think about it *stands up* i will call now
Santana: okey that is fine *does the tv on*
Brittany; *walks to the kitchen*-5 minutes later-
Brittany; I have a appointment this Friday *walks in the living room*
Santana; what time? *looks at the tv*
Brittany; 4 so you can come if you still want? *looks nervous*
Santana: awg Brittany don't be scared *smiles*
Brittany: I'm not I'm just really curious because of you
Santana; good huh *smiles*
Brittany: uhm.. W..h..h.at do you h..ope? *looks down
Santana; *looks at her* to be honest?
Brittany; well yeah off course
Santana: I hope your positive
Brittany; why?
Santana; well maybe later when YOU see me different then just a kid to babysit....
Brittany; wait!! *looks at her with big eyes*
Santana; what?
Brittany; you like me?
Santana: I already told you I did *smiles*
Brittany: yeah but I didn't know you where serious *looks at her*
Santana; oh come on Brittany don't tell me you don't like me?
Brittany; well I like you but I'm not in love with you Santana
Santana: it will come later believe me it will *winks at her*
Brittany; *rolls her eyes* please
Santana; don't do this! *rolls her eyes* everyone wants me come on look at me *stand up*
Brittany: *looks at her* I'm looking at you?
Santana; *slams her for head* don't you want me?
Brittany; *laughs a little*
Santana; *sits down* why are you laughing?
Brittany; come on Santana stop seeing your self as a thing and see your self as a person, as a beautiful woman
Santana; you think I'm beautiful huh? *smiles*
Brittany: well no... I'm mean yes of course look at you... No I mean you looks and I'm and and I will just stop talking *looks down*
Santana: *laughs* I think your beautiful to
Brittany: *looks up* thank you *smiles big*
Santana; I don't understand why don't you want me?
Brittany; Santana I'm way to old and yeah
Santana: *looks at her* see that is your only reason
Brittany; I really don't know what to say I like you and I would definitely date you if you where my age
Santana; *smiles* sooo? I still have a chance?
Brittany; maybe *laughs a little*
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