Princess + Santa

Chapter 23

Santana awoke happily. She was now eighteen!

She pushed her covers back excitedly and climbed out of bed to make it. She hurried to her bathroom and got ready before going to put on a bright red dress with black tights. She did her hair up special and slapped on makeup.

She gathered her things for the day and blew out.

Maribel caught her as she tried to leave the house. "Where are you going?! I made pancakes!"

"I- Pancakes?" Santana's stomach rumbled.

Maribel knew her daughter's love of carbs would be her downfall. "Chocolate chip pancakes."

Santana smiled. "Okay. But not too many."

P.S.ish

Santana's family stared at her in awe as she demolished another pancake. It was her fourth.

"Wow, San." Gomez blinked slowly.

Santana just smiled sunnily.

P.S.

"Happy birthday, girl!" Mercedes yelled.

Santana smiled warmly as she adjusted the phone against her ear. "Thanks, Wheezy."

"What are you gonna do?"

"Jimi said he was taking me and Britt to Cheesecake Factory."

"For lunch or dinner?"

"Dinner. He's busy all day today so dinner is as soon as he can make it."

"Aww!"

"I know but-" Santana stopped as she looked up at a knock on her door. It was a delivery person with flowers. "Hang on, Wheezy."

"Okay."

Santana set the phone down and went to answer her office door. She smiled at the woman there. "Hello."

"Are you Santana Lopez?" The nice lady asked.

"Yes, I am."

"These are for you. Eighteen red roses." The woman handed over the long stemmed blooms.

Santana glowed. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome but I think you have another visitor."

Santana gave a tiny frown before looking past the woman. A man was walking up with a bunch of balloons. She made a loud sound of approval.

The woman smiled and backed away.

The man stopped in front of them. "Santana Lopez?"

"Yeah?" Santana wiggled in anticipation.

He dropped to a knee and thrust out his arms. "Happy, happy birthday!
Happy birthday to you!
Here's a special birthday wish from Brittany
From all of us at Birthday Balloons to you!" He got up. "Happy birthday, Santana."

Santana squealed. "Thank you!"

He gave her the birthday balloons and walked off.

The woman smiled. "Happy birthday, dear."

"Thank you." Santana was very pleased.

The woman left as the women in the office came to inspect all the noise. "What's going on?!"

Santana checked her flowers for a card and saw they were from her beau. "Jimi and Britt sent me stuff for my birthday!"

Karen wiggled. "I knew it!"