Chapter 3

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Santana sat at her desk pretending to be finishing until everyone had left. "Hi Brittany. Do you like to go trick or treating?" Santana asked way more excitedly than she was hoping to come off as. "Well yes actually I do." She answered. "Great! Well I was thinking about what you said yesterday and I was thinking. Halloween is the night that everyone wears costumes and it's pitch black out so you can't see anyone. Would you want to go trick or treating with me?" Santana asked. Brittany looked shocked, yet excited. "That's actually a very good idea! I-I-I'd love to Santana! I have always gone to the same neighborhood since I was a little girl to go trick or treating! We can go there! What is your number? I will text you directions to get to the neighborhood." Brittany said. They exchanged numbers. "Santana there is something you should know. I think we can make this work. I know we can make this work. I hope you feel the same way." Brittany said intensely. "I feel the same way. I really do. And I think we can make this work, and better than all of the relationships in existence. Are you sure you want to risk all of this for me?" Santana asked. "I'm positive, Santana. I know there is something about you that is different and if that means loosing my job if anyone finds out? So be it." Brittany said. Santana looked into Brittany's bright blue, beautiful eyes. She really was beautiful. "That is so romantic. It's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." Santana smiled and looked at the clock. Oh no she had Cheerios practice in three minutes she couldn't be late. "I have to go! I have Cheerios in a few minutes and I can't be late today, Coach Sue says it's a special practice. I promise I'll text you or call you after and i'm sorry I have to leave on such short notice." Brittany stood up and gave Santana a hug and Santana hugged her back. "Bye Santana." Brittany said. "Bye Brittany." Santana replied. She ran out of the classroom with her Cheerios uniform on and ran off to Cheerios practice.

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