Santana POV
Seven years.
That's how long I've been in love with Quinn Fabray. I knew I liked girls from a very young age, when I started to realize that when most girls were thinking about boys all the time, I was thinking about girls.
Quinn and I have been friends since we started kindergarten together when we were four years old. The moment I saw her I knew I wanted to be her friend. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair in loose curls, hazel eyes and wearing a cute little blue dress. I, myself was wearing blue shorts and a tank top my mom picked out. I went up to her right away and introduced myself. She was cute and shy, and we clicked instantly.
We were the closest friends in our class throughout most of elementary school. She was my best friend and I would have done anything for her, still would if I'm being completely honest but things began to change in eighth grade.
Quinn is the kind of girl that always has to impress everyone else. She is always trying to be what her family wants her to be that I used to worry she was never really being herself. In eighth grade everything started to change. Every other girl in our grade started talking about boys and what it would be like to kiss them and go on dates. I never paid much attention to them because I knew I didn't want to be with a boy. I wanted to be with Quinn. Quinn however didn't feel the same way.
Quinn was by far the most beautiful girl in our class, hell she was the most beautiful girl in all of Lima. The boys noticed her beauty as well, each of them trying to get her to go out with them. I was so naïve to believe I really had a shot with her. To believe that she was even gay, because let's face it, in a small town like Lima, not many people are gay. Or so I thought.
I was crushed when Quinn finally said yes to one of the boys who asked her out. His name was Brian and he was one of the cuter boys in our class. I guess I could see why she liked him, most girls in our class did but I still wanted her to myself. She had said no to multiple boys before that, it made me think I might have a chance.
As soon as her and Brian started dating, we didn't see each other as much. She would always hangout with him on Friday nights even though Fridays were our designated movie nights. We were close friends until a couple months into their relationship. I tolerated them together because Quinn seemed happy and if I couldn't have her the way I wanted to, I could at least have her as a friend. Unfortunately, Quinn didn't think of me as much as I thought of her. She came to school one morning near the end of eighth grade to tell me that she was meeting Brian's parents that night. She sounded so excited. I thought maybe she was going to apologize for not being able to spend my birthday with me, since we spent our birthdays together every year. But she didn't even remember. She didn't even say happy birthday to me the entire day at school. I thought maybe she was planning a surprise or something until I ate dinner and cake alone with my mom and my Abuela. She called me later that night apologizing for forgetting about my birthday and telling me all about her date but I didn't care anymore. It hurt too much.
Thankfully there was only a week left of school and I wouldn't have to see her and her boyfriend together every day anymore. I still talked to her, just not as much as we used to. I knew she could sense that things were different between us but I would just shut her down whenever she asked me about it.
Almost a week after summer started, we already had to attend cheerleading camp if we wanted to even have a shot at making the Cheerios as freshmen. Quinn and I had always had a pact that we would try out for the Cheerios together and we would only do it if we both made it. We had heard how crazy Sue Sylvester was and knew we would have to help each other out.
However, I hadn't even talked to Quinn much before Cheerio camp since school had ended. We didn't even show up to the camp together, we agreed to meet each other there. So, when a cute blonde named Brittany came up to me and asked me if I wanted to bunk with her, I said yes. I wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to make a new friend when the only one I had was slowly drifting away from me.
Quinn looked hurt when she found out Brittany and I were bunking together. I felt bad at first because I knew she didn't know anyone else but I was sick of her not talking to me as much and if she wasn't going to act like a friend to me, I sure as hell wasn't going to treat her like one either.
Britt and I got very close during our two weeks at camp and over the rest of the summer as well. Britt, Quinn and I became the unholy trinity. The three of us hungout quit a bit during the summer but Britt and myself were together a lot more than Quinn was with us. Quinn was with Brian until the beginning of August but then she had to go to Columbus with her family for two weeks. It was a trip I used to always go on with her but this year I just told her I couldn't, I had already made plans with Brittany anyway.
Brittany was a lot more carefree than Quinn, she didn't care about what other people thought and it was a nice refresher. She was so sweet and innocent and in the time I spent with her I felt myself developing feelings for the blue-eyed blonde. Unlike Quinn, Britt was able to return my affections and we grew very close in that summer leading up to freshman year.