Brittany clutched Santana's hand. "I'm going to do it."
"Do what?" The Latina raised a brow.
"Talk to Mike."
Mercedes and Quinn immediately paid attention. "You are?!"
"Yes." The dancer nodded before getting up from their lunch table and walking over to the football players'. She tapped Mike on the shoulder. "Mike? Can we talk?"
Mike smiled and got up. "Sure."
Brittany felt optimistic about this plan now. She led him to a quiet corner of the cafeteria and ignored the butterflies in her stomach. "I think you're cute and I was wondering if you'd want to go to the movies with me Friday?"
Mike blinked, blushed and grinned in that order. "Sure, Brittany."
She almost fell out. "Yes?"
"Yes."
She smiled beautifully. "Okay. I gotta get back to my table."
"Okay. We'll talk later." He touched her arm before walking away.
She nearly floated back to her seat.
"Well?! What happened?!" Her friends demanded.
"He said yes." She geeked out for a second before pulling herself together.
Santana and Mercedes hugged her as the two of them and Quinn screamed lowly.
"What's going on?" A cheerleader asked.
"Brittany has a date with Mike!"
The other girls at the table congratulated the blonde on a job well done.
"I told you." Mercedes bragged. "Marcy's always right."
Santana tapped her bottom lip. "Guess it's my turn."
W.W.W.
Matt was at his locker putting away his fifth period supplies when someone bumped into his shoulder. He turned around but the person kept going. "Hey?!"
Santana turned around and put her hands on her hips. "Hey! We're going to the movies Saturday. Don't be late." She sashayed away.
Matt was stuck. He liked Santana but wasn't sure she liked him back. This had to be confirmation, right?
The way she went about it struck a chord in him. It grabbed his attention and intrigued him. She was definitely on his radar. If he didn't like her before, he surely did now.
W.W.W.
Santana closed her locker and almost jumped when she saw Matt. "Hey?"
"Hey." He smirked. "So we're going to the movies?"
"Yeah." She tossed him a flirty smile. "I like you and obviously you like me. Why not?"
He leaned against the locker he was in front of. "What do you want to go see?"
Santana almost did a backflip. "I don't know. I have a feeling we won't be watching it anyway."
His color rose as she grinned and walked away. Yup, he definitely liked her.
W.W.W.
Santana ran to her friends. "I did it! I did it!"
"Did what?!" Mercedes was unused to her being so happy.
"I told Matt we were going out and just like Patti said, he came to see me and we're going Saturday!" She jumped around.
Her girls hugged her. "We're so happy for you!"
"Hey!" Coach Sylvester bellowed in her bullhorn. "Get in formation!"
The girls broke apart and ran to their spots but they were majorly happy. They couldn't wait to tell Marcy the good news.
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The Way We Were
ChickLitMarcy Jones is twelve when she gets pregnant by her very best friend, Mal Chang. Their parents force them to marry but it's a dream come true for the very much in love duo. Follow their journey as they become one with their children and figure out l...
