"Stop making out with Berry and get to the Spanish room, Quinn. It's time to count the votes and declare me the winner." Santata shouted behind Quinn.
"Santana! What the hell?" Quinn answered instantly when she reached the classroom.
"Bitch, please. I just made Berry realize what other options she has if she just stopped obsessing over the ogre she calls her fiancé. Did you see her face? All dreamy at the idea of making out with you. That says a lot if you ask me."
"That's the thing: nobody asked you. How is it your business in any way?" She snapped, her face getting redder by the second.
"Very simple: I ship Faberry. B can be really persuasive when she puts her mind to it."
"Huh? You ship Fa-what?" The blonde asked in confusion.
"Faberry. Fabray + Berry. In a relationship, as in more than friends."
"That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"
"First of all, Blondie, don't call anything my girl says ridiculous. Second of all, are you aware of the way you look at Berry? There are stars in your eyes, Q! Freaking gold stars! Don't get me started on that metaphor… And on top of that, you've been obsessed with her since the first day of school."
Quinn stared at her friend for the longest time before finally answering. "Well, I guess there is no use to denying it anymore. Here goes nothing: I have feelings for Rachel. I had them for a long time, but only recently came to terms with them. But it doesn't matter anymore." She said finished in a defeated tone.
"Why? Of course it matters, Quinn! You always get what you want. This time won't be any different. I can tell she likes you. I have an awesome gaydar."
"A gay-what?" Quinn asked, confused again by the terminology Santana was referring to.
"I have so much to teach you, baby lesbian."
"Later, Santana. We have to finish counting the votes… to declare me the winner!"
After singing their song for the dance of Prom King and Queen, Santana approached Quinn and led her to in a quiet corner to talk to her about the recent events of the night.
"Good job on getting Berry's attention: giving her your title, singing her a love song while looking intensely into her eyes, standing on your legs. She was really impressed, I can tell."
"San… Don't start again on that."
"Why not? We never finished our conversation on that topic."
"Because I said it doesn't matter anymore! She's with Finn and we're going away for college very soon!" Quinn said, now angry at her friend for bringing it up again.
"Those are lamest reasons I've ever heard. Even though I've never paid that much attention to that tiny diva, I know that Finn is just a selfish douche who's going to tie her down. I also know that Yale is not that far away from New York. I'm beginning to think that you're just a coward!"
"Don't call me that! After all I've been through…"
"Yes! Exactly! After all you've been through, you deserve happiness. And Berry deserves so much more than a life with Finnept."
"Ok, ok. I get it… What will it take to make you shut up about it?"
"Just say you will at least try."
"I'll try." Quinn said quietly and went back to enjoy the rest of the prom night.
TBC
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