this is written by the biggest brittana fan ever. BRITTANAISMYLIFE. hope you enjoy it.
Santana's POV
We step into my car.
S: Do you want to come to my placed or do you want me to drive you home?
B: Um, go to my place today, sorry. But, I won't go home with Artie after the date tommorow, I'll come home with you.
I smile.
S: Awesome
I drive her top her house, as hers is closer than mine. I drop her off at her doorstep.
B: Thanks
S: No prob
I watch as she skips up to her doorstep, giving me a wave as she walks through her door. I then back-up and drive home to my place. I walk through the doors and go straight for my room. I get changed out of my Cheerios uniform and into a pair of black skinny jeans, a pink top with black striped and a darker pink heart and pull my hair out of my ponytail. I open my door but don't walk out.
S: Mumma, poppa, I'm not eating home tonight, I'm gonna go out and eat.
P: Are you going with anyone?
S: No, just me, I might meet someone there though
P: Ok
I shut my door and flop onto my bed. I turn my iPod on. I just listen to music for a while. I then look at my iPod and it says that it's 7:15. I grab my bag and head out to breadstix. When i get there I look around and sit at a booth. The waitress comes over and I order breadstix. I can't think of what I actually want to eat yet. I look around to see if anyone I know is actually here yet. I see Britt and Artie. I don't know why but I feel really upset. I get out of there quickly. I get home and just flop onto my bed. I lay there for at least four hours until I finally fall asleep.
I wake up the next morning still in my clothes. I look in the mirror and am shocked by the state of my hair. I quickly have a shower, get changed into my Cheerios uniform and pull my hair up into a perfect hair. I sigh, it looks so much better now. I then get a text from Britt saying: Can you drive me to school? I woke up and mum's already at work, and I don't know how to drive. I laugh as I read the ending of this text. I grab my bag and run out of the house, not saying goodbye, I never do though. I drive to Britt's house and beep the horn. She comes running out of the house in the exact same outfit as me. She jumps into the car.
B: Hey, thanks for taking me again.
S: No problem, I'll always be here for you
I start driving to school, when we get there we hop out of the car, grab our bags and start pinkie-locking into the school, like we always do.
