Santana wanted to be anywhere but here, in front of two of the sexiest girls she ever met, arguing. She never thought that she would be here, having to choose which one to start a relationship with.

She met Quinn earlier in the the semester in her Photography Class. Instantly her heart fluttered when she met the blond beauty. She flashed her ever over her body and definitely like what she saw. A low cut top and knee-length skirt the silhouetted her figure perfectly. But here eyes focused on her legs that seem to go on for miles. Santana has always been a leg woman. She tried not to ogle so hard, but when shes imagining her head between those legs…

"Like what you see?" A voice shocked her out of her stupor, and a feverish blush crept across her face.

"Oh, fuck, kill me now…"

"It's ok, i don't mind. In fact, it's kinda adorable", making Santana give her the confused puppy-dog face. "I like girls, but I also have a boyfriend, and I don't think he would like it."

"Oh yeah. Of course."

Seeing the girls disappointment, she introduces herself. "My name is Quinn. Quinn Fabray."

Santana looks up and can't help but smile as she admires her in her breathtaking beauty. "I'm Santana Lopez."

The two girls exchange small talk until class begins. Sure, the Latina is hurt that she was rejected, but she is happy to have made a friend her first week there.

Her and Quinn were inseparable. Where one was, the other was sure to follow, whether it be Karaoke Nights at the Junebug, video games in Santana's room, or studying in Quinn's room, ever going as far as both dressing up (accidentally) as Harry Potter on Halloween. And every time they met, she felt herself falling more and more in love with her, but knowing that friendship was all there was, she never stepped out of line. They were together so much, they were known as Quinntana.

The time seemed to fly by whenever they were together, so it didn't shock Santana that fall semester was ending. What she didn't expect, however, was that she would be thrown into an elective she didn't sign up for, Beginners Dancing. But she met Brittany S. Pierce, she silently thanked the Gods. Wearing a white tee and yoga pants that hugged her tight enough to show off her figure, but left enough to the imagination, she knew she had to get to know this girl. She wanted to run her fingers all over her skin, to plant kisses on every inch of porcelain this girl could give.

As Santana daydreamed about this Goddess in front of her, a bright and bubbly voice broke her concentration. "Hi! I'm Brittany Pierce."

Santana snapped back to reality. "Oh. Hi. Santana Lopez..

"Do you like to dance too? I do. It's my major."

"Yeah, I do," Santana lied. She was an good dancer, but it was in her list of favorite things to do. She only signed up for the class for an easy A. She really had no interest, the was until she saw Brittany dance.

She moved like poetry in motion. Everything from the extension of her legs to the arch in her back stirred something deep in Santana. And when the sunlight hit her as she took her final pose, it took everything in her not to jump on her then.

"You're absolutely beautiful," the Latina blurted out before she could filter herself.

The blue-eyed blonde turned around shocked. "Oh…thank you,"

"Oh my God, i am so sorry. It's just when you were up there dancing…you were so graceful. I would love to take you on a date sometime."

Oh…Oh…it's not that i'm not flattered, but i just got out of a bad relationship and…"

"It's okay." "Damn," Santana thought, "why can i never seem to land the pretty girls?"

"But I would love to meet you for coffee sometime." Brittany smiled.

God she is gorgeous. "Sure, that would be great."

And that's where it started. Santana would meet with Brittany for weekly for coffee. They would talk about where they came from, their majors and their dreams.

Brittany chimed in with her bubbly voice that made Santana melt. "I like hanging out with you, You're so easy to talk to"

"So…"

The dancer picked up on the Latina's unease. "It's not that i don't like you. I do…and i think i'm ready. But not now, since finals are around the corner."

"I understand, and I can wait."

They said their goodbyes and vowed to meet next week.

On her way back to her dorm, Santana got a text from Quinn.

"Can you come over. I don't want to be by myself"

Santana quickly changed directions and headed to Quinn's dorm. She did not expect to see the girls in tears when she opened to door.

"He broke up with me. After 2 years, the bastard broke up with me."

She fell onto the floor and had to be carried to bed by Santana, who just consoled her as she cried. She looked at those hazel eyes, shining with tears, and lost in them, kissed the girl. Quinn wasted no time reciprocating and deepened it. Santana let her hand fall off of the blond's hair and snaked her hand under her shirt, cupping her ample bosom. She gently caressed her, eliciting a soft moan. But, noticing things getting heavy, she jumped up.

"I can't."

Quinn looked hurt "Why not?"

"Because i also love someone else and i don't know who to choose." Santana thought, but said, "You just went through a breakup. I don't want to take advantage of you. I don't want you to do something that you would regret. I'm only two buildings away. If you need me call me." And with that, Santana slowly made her way out of the room.

Brittany called her shortly afterwards and told her that she needed to talk, so she made her way to Brittany dorm, right beside hers. Brittany met her outside.

"I might lose my scholarship. The school is thinking of cutting the dance program." Her eyes were full of unshed tears. "What am i going to do." She fell to her knees and cried. Santana dropped and held the girl close, rocking and comforting her.

"It's gonna be ok. It's gonna be ok."

After a long moment, Brittany had enough strength to stand up. "Thanks San."

"Anytime."

Santana took a step to walk away, but was immediately pulled back and slammed into the door, soft lips on top of hers. She was shocked briefly before kissing her back. She then took the Latina's hand and held them above her head and started grinding against her. Santana could feel herself getting lost in the pleasure, when Quinn popped into her mind. Although she hated to, she had to stop it.

"Brittany, stop."

"Why? You want me and I want you."

"But this isn't right. You deserve to be cherished for the absolute beauty you are. You deserve more than just a grinding session in front of your dorm. You deserve so much more than this."

Brittany didn't want to stop, but she knew Santana was right, This was how her heart got broken last time. "I'm sorry. I guess I'm not ready."

"Nothing to apologize about. And like I said before, when you're ready, i'll be waiting."

"San. SAN!"

The Latina was pulled from her thoughts and had a new dilemma at hand. She loved both blondes but for different reasons. She loved that Quinn was always determined and that they both loved the same things. She love that Brittany bubbly attitude could melt away all the gray skies and she was having and she took the time to learn new things.

"Which one of us is it going to be?"

Santana has had a long time to think about this, and she has made her choice."

"I choose…"