Santana graciously accepted the invitation inside the house with just enough snark to satisfy her teenage rebelliousness. She’d always like Britt’s mom, she was pretty cool for an old person Santana figured, but she was still an old person. Parents and old people in general were mostly out of sight out of mind for her unless she was getting in trouble.
She caught up with Britt’s mom briefly but was thankful when Britt came bounding down the stairs. Smiling at her friend, she reached out to give her a hug. As she had come hopping up, Santana had certainly noticed that Britt’s legs were looking pretty hot…dancer’s legs.
“Hey!” she greeted Brittney happily. Starting for the stairs, she waved to Britt’s mom and felt a sense of déjà vu. She’d beaten hurried steps up the stairs a lot when they were best friends as kids. It felt great to be back!
“Did you watch the football practice today?” Santana asked as she got to Brittney’s room and tossed down her bag. Looking around, she chuckled. “Doesn’t look too different than it used to,” she mused.
“Should I change into my pjs? Santana asked with a grin. What was the use of a slumber party if she had to wear real clothes? “Did you get junk food?”