Cass put her hands up in surrender, then continued eating. Once we were all finished, Britt and I cleaned up the dishes then headed up to our room to get dressed for the day. Not that there was any point because we weren't going anywhere, but it's always nice to look good even if you are staying home. Britt ravaged through all of the clothes in the wardrobe until she finally found an outfit then I did the same. 

"What do you reckon this girl is like?" I asked,

"Probably tattooed, dark hair, much like Cass I think." Brittany replied while throwing a T-shirt on.

"I think shes the complete opposite. I reckon she is a nerd," I laughed with Britt. 

"It'll be good for her, to finally have someone." Britt spoke.

I nodded, then threw on a shirt. 

The thing I am most worried about for Cass, is that she might get her heart broken. She comes from a rough past, and it is a lot for someone new to take in, and take aboard. She is a lot more vulnerable than what she comes across as. She almost comes across as some intimidating, hard core, bitch really. That's the impression I got of her when I was first put into the home. But since then, she has shown her true colours and she really is a sweet girl, but people won't see that until they really get inside her, not literally. 

Night time came around quickly, and before we knew it, we were sitting at the restaurant, waiting for Cass's date to turn up. She was frantically checking her phone, and fixing her hair that Britt and I had done for her. She was nervous, and I had never seen her like this before. She turned around and faced the entrance where a blonde was standing, wearing a nice short black dress, and a bag grasped in her hands. "There she is," Cass waved before standing up.

The blonde girl walked toward Cass, with a smile playing on her lips. She pulled Cass into a hug, then they both turned to look at Britt and I. The blonde girl, who I remembered was named Varlie, was really quite pretty. She had a rounder face than Cass did, and blonde medium length hair. Her eyes were bluer than what Britts were, and she was very thin, but a good thin. She had a beauty spot above the right side of her lip, and not one freckle on her face. 

Complete opposite to what Britt and I thought.

"Santana, Brittany, this is Varlie," Cass introduced. We all said a friendly hello, then the two sat down. We were given a menu, which we all looked over quickly, before I finally broke the silence. "Your dress is nice, where'd you get it?"

"Thank you. I got it online, I can't remember what the site was," She replied. Her smile was so mesmerizing. Her teeth were perfectly white, like a typical rich girl would have. "I like your dress,"

I looked down to the red dress I was wearing and shrugged my shoulders, "Thanks, Britt picked it out," then I looked to Britt and smiled.

"How long have you been together?" She asked.

"Like," I looked to Brittany, who looked just as shocked as I did. Neither of us had any idea how long we had been together, we had never really counted. "We don't know," I chuckled.

Varlie let out a laugh, "Less or more than a year?"

"Less."

"So, long enough," Varlie stated. 

While our meals were brought out, the four of us chatted between us and got to know Varlie a lot more. In my opinion, she was perfect for Cass. The two of them would look to each other with such adoration in their eyes. Cass would fill Varlies glass up, and Varlie would steal food off of Cass's plate. You'd think the two of them had known each other for months, and not just a short two weeks. 

Once we had finished with our meals, we decided to go out for drinks. Which ended with the four of us being completely intoxicated. I don't remember whos idea it was to have shot after shot, but we did. Cass was one of those drunks who laughed at anything and everything. Varlie was the one who was making us all laugh. She really was such a sweet girl. She made sure the three of us were okay, literally every five minutes. Britt and I were chilled out, but also were probably a little too intimate, Cass had to pull us away from each other numerous times.

The four of us ended back up at our house, and sat down in the lounge. Cass and Varlie had pretty much made their relationship official, by using a wrapper from a bottle of Vodka, as their 'relationship ring'. Britt and I were sitting on one couch, with Britt's legs over mine, and Cass nad Varlie were on the other. 

"Tonight, was so good," Varlie slurred.

"It was, we should do it again," I added.

"But, you two keep your clothes on next time!" Cass scolded Britt and Varlie. We giggled, as we remembered the two of them basically flashing the entire club. 

"You girls are so great to hang out with," Varlie smiled.

"You are too," I said. "I'm glad Cass introduced us all,"

"Can we go to bed?" Britt whispered. She was tired, and I couldn't blame her. It was well into the early hours of the morning. I nodded and stood up. 

"We are gonna go to bed, see you both later on?" I looked down to the two who were flirting between them over one of their phones. They looked up and nodded.

"Round two?" Varlie joked.

"Maybe dinner, definitely not the drinks." I laughed, then grabbed Brittanys hand and led her up to our bedroom. Once we were in there, I shut the door and turned to her, who had just fell back onto the bed. "Now is the appropriate time to take off your clothes," I winked.

"San, I am really tired-"

"To get into your pajamas? Duh," I smirked. Brittany nodded, then I grabbed her hand to help her back up. "You're so cute when you're tired," I smiled. She smiled as well, then placed her hands around my neck.

"And you're so cute when you're trying to be the dominant one," She smirked before swinging me around and pushing me back against the bed, before tangling her lips with mine.


(Sorry for such a boring chapter. I just wanted to put in a quick chapter of them all together! A majority of this book with have POV from Varlie and Cass, but that is because their storyline is really dramatic. Remember that girl from Cass's work? ;)))) Vote and comment xx)

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