Santana grew more exasperated. Was she really this clueless? It was a little annoying but there was no way she could find a BBF as loyal as Brittney who seemed undyingly so already. Plus, she did like the other girl…a lot. "Right. Well, we'll work on balancing," she told Brittney with a roll of her eyes.
"No!" Santana said with a catty laugh. "It would be a lot harder to trade up when the opportunity presented itself," she explained. "I mean, we should shoot for people who aren't too annoying but we don't want to make it impossible to find someone either."
"I have my eye on one boy…" She made a motion with her hands in front of her tracing out the lines of his great ass. "…he is going to make the football team easy. I'll let him think he is my boyfriend. He is clearly a pig but he is cute and should be perfect for what I need him for."
She looked over at Brittney with a conspiratorial expression. "You are blazing hot, you can have any boy you want," she told her friend. It was totally true too. Brittney certainly was easy on the eyes…