Habits

Happy New Year

Paring: Santana/Brittany, mentions of Brittany/Quinn friendship
Rachel/Santana friendship and Rachel/Quinn

"Hold the elevator!" Santana heard someone call. She contemplated just pressing the door close button but then groaned and rolled her eyes at herself as she stuck her hand out to keep the elevator from closing.

A flash of blonde passed quickly and Santana moved her hand back before pressing the door close button.

"Thanks." The same voice said.

"No problem." Santana said sarcastically sweetly with a large, fake smile before leaning in a corner.

"What's wrong? It's New Years Eve!" The blonde girl cheered making Santana groan.

"Seriously? I thought it was Easter. Thanks." She said sarcastically.

"You're welcome." The girl said happily. Santana shook her head in disbelief. And she though her best friend Rachel was bad at detecting sarcasm. She was still pissed that Rachel left her.

Suddenly, the elevator shook a bit and the lights flickered before stopping.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Santana nearly shouted, kicking the elevator wall slightly. "Piece of shit." She grumbled.

"Is it stuck? Oh no." The girl said, clearly disappointed.

Santana finally decided to look at the girl and was suddenly breathless. Her eyes seemed to be bluer than the sky and the slight pout on her face was utterly adorable. She suddenly felt bad for being such a bitch and she had no idea why.

"It gets stuck a lot. Don't worry, we'll be out in no time." She assured. It's not like she was lying. She'd been stuck in the elevator countless times. The thing was a piece of crap. "Oh wait. Are you the new girl in 10E? Quinn?" She asked when realization hit.

"No. That's my best friend. I was actually just helping her move." She corrected with a smile.

"Well, your best friend and mine have been flirting quite a bit since her first day here." Santana informed.

"Wait, Rachel? Quinn won't stop talking about her!" The girl said with clear excitement.

"Rachel too. God, it's disgusting." The latina groaned.

"I think it's cute." The blonde shrugged. "I'm Brittany." She held her hand out for Santana to shake.

"Brittany. That's nice. I'm Santana." Santana shook Brittany's hand and smiled.

"So, I'm assuming you live with Rachel then?" Brittany asked.

"Yep. Ever since we graduated high school."

"Oh, that's nice. Where are you guys from?" The blonde asked.

"Lima Ohio. We went to McKinley." Santana said with a nod.

"Really? Me and Q went to Carmel high." Brittany informed in slight disbelief.

"Shit. We lived close then." Santana was kind of surprised at the new information.

"Wait. Were you in glee club?" Brittany asked with growing excitement.

"Yeah.." Santana said slowly with a raised brow.

"You're the pretty latina with an amazing voice!" Brittany all but screamed. Santana couldn't help but smile at her excitement then deadpanned when she realized-

"You're the cute blonde that can dance like crazy." She said, more to herself than to Brittany. The blonde blushed at the compliment.

"Thanks."