Dani pulled the screen door open holding it for Santana as the creak echoed throughout the empty fields. Santana shuffled toward her a minute later breathing deeply. Dani had to bite her lip to prevent herself laughing. For a skinny girl she sure was unfit.
Walking into the kitchen Dani's father came into view. "Hey Daddy." She chirped planting a kiss on his cheek. "Afternoon baby girl." He replied smiling and continuing to make a sandwich, "Want one?"
"Nah I'm good. Just gonna grab Santana some clothes. Hers aren't very...." Dani surveyed the girl who now placed her hands on her hips defiantly. "..practical. Hers aren't very practical." Her father grinned to himself knowing Dani's hatred for 'city kids'.
"Sure thing kiddo. Barbeque for dinner?" he asked glancing back to his eldest daughter. "Sounds good. I'll make a salad too." Dani suggested beaming and skipping out of the room toward the stairs.
"Is she always this... peppy?" Santana questioned making a face. Mr. Harper turned to Santana and shrugged. "It's something in the country air. You'll soon get used it." Santana made a face and shuffled after Dani murmuring "I severely hope not."
Santana noticed Dani's boots at the bottom of the stairs. She quickly removed her heeled boots and placed them beside. Climbing the stairs she listened out for sounds of her new stylist.
"First room on the right." Dani announced sensing the reluctant Santana outside the door. Santana stepped into the room and was surprised that it was painted black.
She had a large window opposite the door with a seat in front of it but the rest of the room was jet black. The left wall had collage of pictures in the shade of a love heart and desk beneath. Over her bed painted in silver was "I wanna see you be brave." The quote was surrounded by painted silver stars.
"This is not what I expected." Santana said staring around the room. It was then she noticed small pinprick holes spaced throughout the ceiling. "What's with the dots? Ventilation?" she remarked still in shock about all the black. Dani didn't answer but walked over and hit a switch by the bed. Even with the sun's bright rays Santana could see each of the holes lit up.
"Oh like stars." She commented memorised. It was kind of pretty. "Yeah." Dani replied flicking the switch and walking to the wardrobe beside the door.
Pulling the doors open she sorted through a stack of tops. They all seemed so colourful. Finally Dani grabbed a red and black check shirt and threw it on the bed. She then chucked a black Ramones t-shirt on top completing the pile with black leggings.
"I've some boots downstairs you can borrow." Dani informed Santana walking toward the door. "Mmm... I have my own leggings I can wear." Santana said slightly surprised by Dani's generosity. None of her friends swapped clothes without a contact stating they would replace damaged goods.
"Did yours cost under twenty dollars?" Dani asked her hand on the door handle. "What? Of course not!" Santana made a face of disgust. "Well then do you really want horse shit on them?" Dani raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. Santana couldn't resist making a mental note on how cute Dani looked right now.
"Of course I don't!" Dani opened the door and stepped out saying "Then wear mine." The door swung shut behind her and Santana wondered what exactly had her Grandparents signed her up for.
Peeling off her leggings and top Santana was relieved not to feel sticky anymore. Sweat was definitely the tears of Satan.
Slipping the t-shirt over her head Santana was met with the sweet smell of baby powder and fresh laundry. It made a nice change from animal excrement.
She shuffled into the bottoms and realised how much she missed wearing things her size. Everyone at home wore things a size too small so your best features were extenuated. She hated it. What happened to being comfortable?
The shirt smelt just as nice and was incredibly soft. Wow she really needed new clothes.
