So I know it's dangerous starting a new fic when I have one unfinished but I had this on my mind since the Duets episode during RDMH. Hope you enjoy! Oh and Beth never happened but Quinn and Puck did have sex.
Cheerios practice had run over for the third time that week and to say Quinn was exhausted was an understatement. Coach had kept her behind as well; something about Mr Schue's hair elves and Figgins' incompetence as a principle as no one could understand what he was saying. She wasn't really listening, just nodding and agreeing where she needed to.
She used her body weight to lean against and force the Cheerios locker room door open. It was creepy being in there by herself late afterschool. She showered and changed as quickly as she could and headed to her locker to collect her history notes for her report due in the next day.
"Ugh, where are they?" she mumbled as she pushed her textbooks and folders around in her locker. She isn't usually this disorganised but practice had taken its toll on her.
She felt a presence behind her. Her shoulders tensed and she spun around to find Santana leaning against the opposite row of lockers, arms crossed, smirking and blatantly checking her out.
"What the hell are you looking at?" Quinn spat, slamming her locker shut after she pulled her notes out
"So you're allowed to check me out but I can't do the same to you?" Santana responded with her eyebrow raised
Shit! How did she even realise?
"Don't think I didn't notice. I mean, I know I have a hot ass but," Santana says approaching her slowly "I didn't think you of all people would be interested, Captain." She leant her right elbow on the lockers next to Quinn's head and rested her head against her palm; her left hand reaching out to run over Quinn's waist and rest on her hip.
Quinn's breath hitches. Santana's touch shouldn't have this effect on her. She feels rooted to the spot, her heart pounding.
"I saw you Fabray. You should really be more careful with your leering. I know how great these skirts make our asses look" Santana adds in a seductive tone, running her hand boldly along Quinn's ass.
Quinn is snapped out of her shock and slaps Santana's hand away.
"I'm not interested Santana" Quinn states. She turns on her heel and heads out into the parking lot. She chances a look over her shoulder and sees Santana smirking at her through the glass. She turns back around and gets int the car. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself, starts the engine and heads home.
She sat at her desk writing up her final draft of her report. She had just finished when she heard her phone vibrate on the night stand. She walked over to it, flipped it open and flopped onto her bed.
1 new message from: Satan
Watcha doin Fabgay?
To: Satan
How original. Just finished History report
From: Satan
Well I'm tired. I'm not at my best. Why do you even take History? So dull. Brown isn't even nice to look at
She rolled her eyes at Santana's typical response
To: Satan
It interests me
From: Satan
I know what else interests you Quinn
To: Satan
And what is that, dare I ask?
From: Satan
I think you know
She was in the middle of her reply when another message came through. It pissed her off when that happened. And Santana knew it
From: Satan
Annoyed Fabray? Hahah, you didn't even deny it
To: Satan
Fuck you Santana. What didn't I deny? I told you I wasn't interested
From: Satan
You never denied that you were checking me out. You're so hot when you swear Q
To: Satan
You disgust me Satan
From: Satan
Of course I do. Still no denial I see
To: Satan
Leave me alone
From: Satan
That's as good as admitting it. Goodnight Quinnevere.
"Ugh!" Quinn slams her palm onto the mattress. Why does Santana infuriate her so much? She always has this way of crawling under her skin, it's aggravating.
She climbs under the cover after a shower and attempts to sleep.
Why is she still thinking about Santana? She tosses and turns trying to get comfortable but she can't get the image of Santana's smirking face out of her mind.
Eventually Quinn gives up. She yanks her iPod off the night stand, shoves the earphone into her ears and blasts her music.
Maybe next time, she will be more careful with her leering.
Thanks for reading :D I know it's a crappy start but please review xx