Brittany, unlike Santana apparently loved hugs. They were so warm and cuddly. She loved cuddling. Especially when cuddling lead to making out, a new past time she had discovered she enjoyed a lot over the summer. She beamed back at Santana, exactly like she always had when they were in second grade.
"Yeah?" she asked when Santana said her name. She smiled again when the other girl complimented her. "Thanks! You look hot." she said, obviously she had yet to develop a filter for the things she thinks and says over the years. Though, looking Santana over, she was totally right. The spanish girl was hot.
Now happy that she had Santana back, the fact that she had no idea where she was going had completely fled her mind. When Santana asked her question, she looked down at her schedule. "It says I have spanish I with Mr. Sch..schu...shoe...Mr. Schuester."