The Role We Were Born To Play.

Lunch..Date? Part 1

"i'm home." i simply said, no one answered.

"santana?" i repeated. i'm pretty sure i heard someone though.

"Santana! where are you?.." i was very worried until i reached the bedroom.

"San..tana?"

"Ugh, go away berry you are interrupting my make out session!"

she replied. she seems so mad at me.

"Puck! when did you get here?"

i just saw Puck!! i thought he is in that campus called MIT whatsoever. i'm glad that he's here.

"Um this morning."

he softly replied.

"What about MIT or something?" I said.

"Well i got expelled. i chose air force for good."

"What are you doing here berry? aren't you supposed to be at work?"

santana asked with that confusion look on her face.

"Well i went work earlier and actually met my co worker, and hint hint, he's cute. but so tall, he's like 6"3 i guess."

i replied. he was so. tall. no doubt.

"And?" Santana continues.

"Yeah well, he's um asked me to go lunch with him at sardi's. i went home to get changed." i replied. i must make a good impression to my co worker, right? especially when he's cute.

"Really, berry? i'm gonna help you with that since you have a bad taste at fashion."

Oh dear god i really needed her help. she's right. i have a bad taste at fashion, sorta.

"Okay first, you needed to wore this dress, and i needed to curl your hair a bit...and i'm calling britt for your make up."

britt arrives and does my make up.

Santana had picked me a dress! what? really?

"No way! i'm gonna wear this dress!"

i protest. santana squealed.

"Rachel Barbra Berry, you are going to sardi's! not some kind of fast food restaurant, if you want me to, i'll help you, but if you dont want me to, thats okay."

santana seems pretty mad. she's just trying to help me, right? i felt so bad.

"alright, fine i'm sorry santana, i really need you to help me."

"Good. now wear this dress."

she simply gestured me.

"And," she continues, "Your push up bra, you better not forget that one."

"okay." i simply replied and headed to the bathroom. i tried the dress and dang i look hot!

"Dang! berry you look smokin' hot!" santana cheered and clapped.

"But she's not that hot, santana there's no smoke near her." Brittany simply commented. oh britt.

"Yeah thanks, what should we do next?."

santana started to curl my hair and brittany is doing my make up.

"You want it just like this or should make an updos or something?"

santana asked me while showed my long brunette hair that have been curled a bit.

"Updos please? thought it might look good on me. and it's summer, it's gonna be hot out there."

i softly replied, santana nodded and start styling my hair again.

once she's done with my hair, brittany is also done with my make up. i look pretty good to be honest.

"Whoa, you look good."

"Yeah, because i do her make up."
brittany said,

santana glared a bit.

"yeah, whatever britt. not berry it's almost lunch time, you need to leave."

santana said excitingly, she might want to continue her make out session with britt, Maybe.

"Geez, no need to rush me out of the door, thanks guys!"

i thank them and went straight away to sardi's with a cab.