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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 8, 2011 20:13:01 GMT -5
   The sun was blazing hot out today, a scortching 90 degrees. Usually that's not majorly hot anywhere else in the world, but with Lima's dry air as of late you could either cook on the sidewalk or die in the heat. Santana Lopez on the other hand was seeing it as prime weather to hang out and get a tan.
It was a lazy day for Santana, she really didn't want to do anything in this damn heat. Placing her black shades over her face, she lounged in front of her home in a lawn chair. Her already caramel skin glowing in the sun as she added more sunblock to her skin. She was wearing a strapless bikini top, shorts that should be considered a crime and flip flops from Old Navy. Guys walking by would whistle and she'd easily give them the finger.
"Keep walking fellas, you couldn't afford this if you won the lottery and got cute. Move long..." Santana would call out with a smirk on her face. So far, she still had it, even in her lazy days.  W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * o-peeennnnnn ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 8, 2011 20:41:52 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font]  ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -the temperature in Lima was way higher then anyone was used to and Brittany just didn't know what to do with herself. She was constantly switching from sitting outside to going inside. She was so bored too because everyone else lived somewhere else and no where near her. Brittany had a cream bikini on with a summer dress over the top and gladiator sandles. It was way too hot to cover up too much skin so Brittany had to layer sun screen on so her fair skin didn't get burnt.
Brittany had had enough of her parents and decided to walk to Santana's. She knew where she lived because she had been there so many times so she walked out of her house, up the street and towards Santana's. She saw lots of people she knew from school pass by and she waved at them all. She took 10 minutes to walk to Santana's and when she got there she was sweating her make-up off. She first saw Santana at the front of her house and shouted, "San!" She ran the little space left and stopped just in front of her.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 8, 2011 20:52:47 GMT -5
Santana's eyes closed as the blaring heat hit her skin, normally any kind of heat at this extent she was used to complaining, maybe even throwing a fit until she went somewhere with AC. Sighing, Santana contemplated doing so, but like she knew the second she got up this morning, she wasn't going to do a damn thing. Lately her mind had been clouded with a mixture of everything that happened this year so far. Seriously, they could have won that little trophy at Nationals if Finnocence "Pastry Nipples" Hudson could keep his tongue in his mouth and his dick in his pants.
Santana could have won prom queen but...okay so she hated the school for voting for "Gay"vid Karofsky and not her, but Kurt won it and on that note she should be happy for him. He seemed happy, he was back where he belonged and on top of that matter, it was more hurtful on how he won and basically mocked on being queer.
Queer. Right, that word. Something she might be..
And then Santana heard that voice, a voice she'd never be able to forget even if she tried to scrub her brain with bleach and get dropped on a cinder block to forget everything, she'd remember that voice. Santana slowly opened her eyes and smiled. "Hey Britt" Santana spoke, her eyes taking in the sight of Brittany. With a small giggle, Santana sat up "are you sweating off perfectly good make-up? Britt, I told you not to wear make-up in heat. You'll look like a sad clown..." W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * o-peeennnnnn ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 9:00:39 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Britt fanned her face with her hand but realized it was no use. She picked her blonde hair up from around her shoulders and held it there for a few seconds to let the little cool air rush to her neck and shoulders. Britt dropped her hair but arranged it so it hung on one shoulder. "But, I thought if I put it in the freezer it wouldn't melt." Brittany stated after San commented on her make-up.
Brittany didn't think she could ever not be friends with Santana; she could never forget her either. All the good times they had had together like when they were spying on Will and Emma while they were singing touch-a touch-a touch me for their production of Rocky Horror. Brittany pulled a chair up next to Santana and sat down, she smiled softly at the latina.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 9, 2011 11:35:34 GMT -5
Santana giggled and shook her head in a playful way. Only Brittany Pierce, who Santana was pretty sure she farted rainbows and unicorns, would think putting her make-up in the freezer would keep it from melting. "Britt, all that does is make it cold and crack up to become useless. That's like a waste of money" Santana chuckled as she adjusted in her chair. Santana could feel the sun soaking into her skin, she was going to definitely get darker.
Santana looked over at Brittany, she was sweating heavy. The heat was getting to the girl, and Santana felt like she needed to get her inside to cool down. Santana remembered one summer back when they were younger and they stayed outside and played in the sun. They were supposed to go to the pool, but plans fell through and Santana ended up super dark that she didn't even need to go out and tan for the rest of the summer. Brittany however was sunburned, her skin was so fair that it burned easy. "Please tell me before you left you put on sunblock. I can't afford to have you walking around looking like a blond lobster Britt. Its not a cute look at all." Santana spoke seriously to Brittany, reaching out to touch her arm and feeling the heat on her skin. W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * o-peeennnnnn ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 11:58:52 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Well that's just confusing because when you freeze a lolly pop it doesn't melt when you take it out." Brittany said and furrowed her brows in confusion. She smoothed her face out a few minutes later because she had given up and just decided to take Santana's word for it. She could trust her with anything.
When Santana asked if Brittany put sunblock on Brittany nodded and said, "Yes, Mr Tubbington put it on my back for me because I couldn't reach there. Although, I didn't put it on my face because everytime I tried I kept missing my face or putting it on my eye because I can't see my face like my arms." Brittany looked at the ground before looking back up to make eye contact with Santana. She twisted most of her hair around one finger before she started playing with the strap on her dress.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 9, 2011 12:42:31 GMT -5
Santana sighed and ran her hand through her hair. Sure, Brittany had a point but that was candy and this was man made product from the heavens to make people who looked like Rachel Berry with that Toucan Sam beak she calls a nose look like amazing drop dead gorgeous girls...with a beak of a nose. "Candy can be frozen, make-up can't. If you bang a lollipop against the wall or floor hard enough when it isn't frozen it'll break. Santana added. "It was a nice idea, but I don't know if that's the best thing for you to really think about that way. You can't eat make-up, I'm sure its like...toxic or something"
Santana looked over at Brittany through squinted sunglasses covered eyes. "Wait, time out Britt Britt" Santana started with a shake of her head. Brittany and her poor innocent little brain. Since when did Lord Tubbington have thumbs to put sunblock on her back? "You mean you came out without putting sunblock on your face when you know you burn easy?" Damn it Brittany, you're going to ruin Santana's inner plans to be lazy. Santana huffed and stood up, grabbing Brittany's hand to pull her inside the house, flipping off the men who whistled at her and Brittany. W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * Britttttttt ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 13:17:58 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany frowned at Santana's answer. "I know you can't eat make-up because it was whales in it and its bad to eat whales but it's logical..." Brittany said and pushed her fringe away from her face and sorted the fly aways before stopping all of her fidgeting. Why was she so nervous? Well, senior year started soon and Britt knew it was graduation this year and she wasn't sure if she would graduate. If she didn't she would be loosing Santana until she graduated.
Brittany absent-mindedly chewed on her bottom lip while Santana talked about sunblock and how she burned easily. She understood that and stopped chewing her bottom lip to say something. "But, I tried and I didn't want my face being scratched so I didn't ask Lord Tubbington and I couldn't find a mirror so I left without it." Brittany said and smiled sweetly at Santana.
Brittany was took inside and looked around confused. "I thought we were hanging outside?" Brittany said raising an eyebrow and began fanning her face again now the air surrounding them was cooler thanks to the AC.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 9, 2011 21:38:37 GMT -5
Santana closed the door in her home, not letting the air escape from her house. No way in hell were moochers out there in the streets who were sweating like whores in church, or like Finn when he didn't think about the mailman in time. "We're going to go back outside Britt, I'm just making sure you don't burn on my out there" Santana spoke with a smirk. She wold do anything for that girl and the whole world knows it. Someone like Brittany can't be left to fend for herself.
If no one told Brittany Santa didn't exist and she's seventeen and still believing in him, why should she be left to wander off in the world on her own with a jaded vision? Santana sighed, walking into the bathroom for the sunblock and came back handing it to Brittany. "I promise you Britt, you won't miss your face or scratch it..." Santana smirked. "Just...pretend that you walked into the boys locker room and Finn was undressed. Think if you really want to see his doughy like nipples. If you didn't you'd cover your face right? Pretend you're covering your eyes and just put it on" Santana added, knowing that would do the trick.W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * Briitttttttttttt;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 10, 2011 7:01:29 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -When Santana said that they would be going back outside Britt breathed out a sigh of relief and carried on listening to the rest of her sentence. "Aww, thank you!" Brittany replied and sat in the middle of the room on the floor. Santana always knew what was best for Britt even when she didn't know herself and would always help her if she could. Britt knew that and would never forget it.
After, Santana stated that Britt wouldn't get burned or scratched so she replied with, "Good, because I don't want to wear vest tops when we go back to school but I suppose that I wouldn't have to because I would have to wear long sleeved." Santana went into the bathroom for a few seconds and reappeared holding sunblock. When she told Brittany how to put it on her face Brittany obediently nodded and did what Santana told her to do.
She put the sunblock onto her hands and closed her eyes, imagining what Santana said, walking into the boys locker room and saw Finn undressed. He turned to yell at her to get out but she was distracted by his nipples she yelped and closed her eyes by covering her face. She opened her eyes and saw she was in Santana's house. "Thanks, San. You really are my best friend." Brittany said.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 11, 2011 12:16:32 GMT -5
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 11, 2011 15:15:27 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany smiled gratefully at Santana before saying, "Thank you." Brittany got up and dusted her dress off. She walked over to Santana and stopped just in front of her, she could feel her breath tickle her face they were that close. She breathed in the scent that she knew all too well and said, "I love you." Brittany meant it more than a best friend. She had thought long and hard about her sexuality for the past few months and finally came to the decision that she liked the way she felt around Santana more than the butterflies around boys.
Santana walked into the kitchen and reappeared seconds later with drinks. "Thanks, San." Britt said and took a sip from her drink. When Santana asked if she wanted to go back outside Britt nodded hysterically but first stepped forward and wrapped her arms around someone more than just a bestfriend to her.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 11, 2011 19:38:33 GMT -5
Santana swallowed hard as the words "I love you" spilled from the innocent blonde's lips. It wasn't that long ago that Santana said those words to Brittany, however Brittany wasn't ready to give up what she had with Stubby McCripple a.k.a Artie Abrams at the time. Now that everything between Britt and Artie had fizzled away quicker than his ability to be cast in the show Stomp Santana was giving Britt breathing space. However when the girl said things like that to her, she couldn't take it. Santana wanted the words to spill out of her mouth as well, but she just couldn't say it. Not after last time.
Santana stumbled back when Brittany hugged her. The scent of lavender radiating from Brittany's skin. There was a faint smell of vanilla in her hair, the favorite scent of Brittany Pierce which was weird because she hated vanilla flavored anything. Brittany always said she liked spicy things or things with a good flavor, like strawberry ice cream. Santana slowly wrapped her arms around Brittany, closing her eyes tightly and inhaling slowly. "Not that this little Hallmark moment isn't cute Britt, what is this for?" Santana asked with a small chuckle hoping this moment wouldn't end. W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * the lazy song - bruno mars ;;
T A G G E D * Britttttttttttt ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 12, 2011 16:42:19 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany stayed like that, embracing her bestfriend. When she asked what the hug was for Britt couldn't help but smile. "Well, I haven't seen you much... I miss you, and I really needed a hug from you." Brittany said and pulled back. She smiled sweetly at Santana and took another sip of her drink. "Now come on, I'm sure you want to soak up some vitamin S." Brittany said and took Santana's hand to lead her outside.
When they stepped outside the heat hit Brittany with an impact. She let the sun soak into her skin before she sat down in the chair she had been sat in before she went inside. She looked around briefly before slipping her dress off to expose a bikini. She sat down and got comfy before closing her eyes and letting the sun do it's job.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Santana
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Material girl - Madonna
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 12, 2011 17:36:44 GMT -5
Closing her eyes, Santana's arms seemed to have a mind of it's own. Santana's arms gripped a little tighter around Brittany's slightly taller frame. "I missed you too Britt Britt. You know that you and I are a pair, we go together like great fashion and good shoes" Santana smirked. It was true though, for the longest of time Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce were a pair. They could be spotted down the hall, pinkies linked and giggling into each others ears. Santana had a feeling before, something she never felt for Brittany or anyone for that matter when they first met, but she thought it was the friendship, not this level of want with Brittany.
Brittany said something about Vitamin S and Santana shook her head. "Vi-vitamin S? Brittany that's not even..." Santana started before being pulled back out into the weltering heat. Santana nodded when she realized Vitamin S was Brittany's way of saying sunlight. Santana turned to see Brittany peel out of her cotton dress, Santana felt her sin get hot and not from the sun either. There was that want again. Instead, Santana closed her eyes, placed her sunglasses on her face and sat in the chair with a sigh. "This town sucks. I almost want to be nice and throw a barbecue for everyone" Santana spoke. W O R D S * too lazy to count, I'm sure its over 100 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i'm hurting and tired XD ;;
M U S I C * iPod is on shuffle now ;;
T A G G E D * Britttttttttttt ;;
W E A R I N G * lack of clothing. ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;; |
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