Quinn arrived at her new home for the next four years. NYU had always been her dream school ever since she was a little girl. To go from small town Lima to New York City was a big jump but it was one that she was ready to take. She pulled her car up outside the entrance to Founders hall where she would be staying.

As she got out of her car and saw the many other students with their parents unloading their bags. Unfortunately Quinn's parents couldn't come with her, mainly because they couldn't be bothered coming all the way to New York from Ohio, but they told her it was due to work being busy. Quinn didn't care though; it's not exactly like they were close.

Quinn grabbed her bags and started to make her way up to her room. She was located on the 3rd floor in room 304. As she arrived to her new room she felt her nerves kick in. What if she didn't like it here? New York had always been her dream but what if it ended up being a total bust? What if she no one liked her? Sure she knew people from back home who were going to be here but still. People say that the college years are supposed to be the best years of your life and Quinn was going to make sure that hers would be.

She took a deep breath and opened the door to let herself in her new home. When walking in she saw that one half of the room was already part decorated, telling her that her new roommate was already here. She placed her stuff on the floor and closed the door behind her.

Looking around the room she noticed some of her roommates stuff, for example she had a stack of records in the corner of the room next to an old record player, she saw the record on top of the pile was a Fleetwood Mac one so at least her new roommate liked good music. Another thing which caught her eye was the photo on the bedside table. She picked it up to get a better look at it; it was a photo of two girls standing close together. One was a tall blonde standing with her arm around the other girls waist and the other was a brunette, Quinn couldn't believe how beautiful this girl.

"If you like that you should see the real thing" a voice behind her called out and startled Quinn. She put the picture down and turned around slowly.

When turned around fully she looked up to see the voice which she assumes is her new roommate. There she was, the girl in the photo. She looked even better in real life.

"Im sorry about that, I was just um, yeah" Quinn said awkwardly to which the other girl laughed.

"Don't worry about it. Im Santana by the way" Santana put her hand out for Quinn to shake.

"Quinn" she took Santana's hand and gave it a small shake. As their hands connected Quinn could have sworn she felt a jolt run through her entire body. She quickly let it go.

When their hands let go of each other she couldn't help but notice that Santana's eyes were roaming all over Quinn's body. Quinn didn't know if she felt shivers from the awkwardness of being checked out or from whether she liked it.

"So where you from?" Santana asked as she went back to sorting out her stuff. Quinn followed in suit and started getting things out of her bag.

"Ohio. You?"

"Born and raised in New York." Santana replied. "So you know anyone hear or did you just come on your own?"

"My best friend Rachel is also here" Santana nodded.

"She go to NYU aswell?"

"No she goes to NYADA"

"My friend Kurt just started there"

The two carried on getting to know one another whilst they both unpacked their stuff. As Santana finished first she lied back on her bed. Quinn could have sworn that Santana was staring at her ass as she finished unpacking her stuff, but she decided to not let it bother her. She even added an extra sway to her hips and she walked around the room.

At around 5pm Quinn had finished unpacking her stuff. She was finally set up in her new room, ready to embark on the new experience that is college.

Santana decided that they should introduce themselves to the people in the dorm rooms next to them. Across the hall was two guys called Blaine and Sam who had come from Colorado and Miami. They found out that Sam came to New York to be a model but his parents wanted him to get a college education so they came to an agreement that he would get a college education in New York whilst trying to become a model. Blaine originally wanted to go to NYADA but didn't get in so he settled for NYU instead. Santana could immediately tell that he would be a good match for her friend Kurt as she could tell that Blaine was obviously gay.

In the room to the right of them were two girls called Mercedes and Brittany. Quinn immediately recognised Brittany as the blonde girl in the photo with Santana. It turns out that Brittany is Santana's friend from back home and they tried to get a room together but they got rooms next to each other instead. During the introductions Quinn could see that Sam and Mercedes were getting friendly with one another, it seemed that there was a spark between the two.

Quinn decided that it was a good little group of people they had with them. They were all friendly and kind. Although there was one of them that stood out above the rest. She didn't know why Santana made her feel differently, she just did.

It was around 8pm when Santana suggested to the group that they have a proper welcome to college. She recommended that they go to a bar; even though some of the group said they didn't have a fake ID Santana told them that she knew the owner and ID's would not be a problem.

Having a fake ID was not a problem for Quinn; she's had one for a while but has never really put it to that much use.

They went to a bar called Macs; it was your normal college bar. They all sat round a table which only just fit them all on but there wasn't really anything much bigger as the bar was full. Quinn was wedged in between Santana and Blaine. She felt the heat rise up as Santana scooted closer to her as someone else sat down.

Everyone all got a beer to drink as it was the cheapest thing the bar had but they all knew that they would probably go onto the harder liquor later so beer was a good thing to start off on.

Conversation was easy amongst the group as everyone got on well with each other. It was like they had all been friends for a while and it was just easy taking to each other. Although this could have been because of the alcohol and the effect it had on them.

Later on, when they were filled up on beer and their sober minds were long gone. Brittany came back to the table with shots of tequila for everyone. The tray of shots was located at the end of the table, everyone reached over to grab one, however Santana who was sat at the opposite end next to Quinn leaned her body over Quinn's so she could reach one.

Quinn's breath hitched as Santana draped her body over Quinn's. The feel of it up close and personal made her cheeks redden. Santana turned her head to look at Quinn as she grabbed the shot and sat back down in her seat. She couldn't help but smirk at Quinn's reaction.

Throughout the night it became clear that Brittany wasn't just Santana's friend from back home, apparently they used to hook up. Although with the way Brittany told the group it sounded like they still do hook up with each other. Quinn couldn't help but feel jealous at this, but she had no right to be, she couldn't be.

As the drinks kept coming, the group got drunker and drunker. The more Quinn had to drink the more her thoughts went to Santana and the more she stared at the Latina beauty. She was beyond obvious with her staring but since everyone else was also plastered it seemed to go unnoticed.

It was around 1pm when the group decided they should go back to the dorms. They all walked back together, although Santana had her arm around Brittany as they walked. Quinn felt her jealousy rise up, how she wished that it was her who Santana had her arm around.

It took them 20 minutes to walk back; it would have been sooner if Sam hadn't stopped to throw up the contents of tonight's drinks.

As soon as they got back to the dorms everyone went inside their respective rooms. It ended up being Quinn and Santana stood outside not in their room yet as Quinn was fumbling with the key and couldn't seem to get it in the hole as her vision was blurry from the alcohol.

As Quinn trembled with the key she felt a body push up against hers, she knew it was Santana's and she knew that it felt really good against her.

"Hear, let me" Santana whispered into her ear and took the key out of Quinn's hand. Quinn's breath hitched at this, she would have released a moan if she wasn't holding back so hard.

The door was opened not moments later and the two entered the room. Since it was late they both decided to go to bed straight away as it had been a long day.

Santana went over to her closet to get out a pair of shorts and t shirt to sleep in. As she got them she turned back around to Quinn so that they were standing face to face. She lifted her shirt up and off her head giving Quinn the perfect view to Santana's toned body. Next, Santana unbuttoned her jeans and slowly slid them down her legs. Quinn couldn't help but follow them as they revealed Santana's bare legs.

As Quinn realised that she was staring at the girl in front of her she was brought back into real life.

"What are you doing?" She asked as it was obvious that Santana was doing this on purpose.

"Getting changed?" Santana replied like it was obvious.

"Could have warned me before you started to get naked" Quinn said, trying to sound like she didn't want to see Santana like that even though she definitely did.

"I thought you'd enjoy the show" Santana playfully said.

As Santana said this Quinn's eyes reverted back down Santana's body, taking it in in all its glory. Santana smirked as she saw Quinn checking her out.

Quinn looked back up to Santana's face to see her grinning like a Cheshire cat. Telling Quinn that she saw her staring at Santana's body.

"Well im going to get changed in the bathroom" Quinn signalled to their en suite bathroom.

"Why? Too hot for you to handle" Santana teased. Quinn shook her head and made her way to the bathroom to get changed. As she got changed and ready for bed she decided that she needed to recompose herself before she went back in the room.

When she finally exited the bathroom and went back into the room she saw that Santana was already asleep in bed. She sighed with relief at this and made her way over to her own bed and got under the covers.

Sleep didn't come easy for Quinn that night, the events of the evening taking over her mind. How was it that someone who she hadn't even known for 24 hours managed to invade her thought and make her feel a way no one has ever made her feel before.

When Quinn felt like she was just about to drift off she felt her bed dip and someone crawl on top of her. She turned her head to see Santana hovering above her.

"Santana, what are you doing?" she whispered.

"What you've wanted me to do all night" Santana said as she leaned in to connect her lips to Quinn's neck. This time Quinn did release a moan, a moan which has been building up after every little touch between her and Santana.

Each kiss Santana placed on her neck built up the fire within her. Making her feel like jolts of electricity were being released inside her.

As Santana's kissed got higher from her neck to her jaw, Quinn realised what was happening and she had to stop it.

Before Santana could connect their lips in a heated kiss Quinn placed her hands gently on Santana's shoulders in a pathetic attempt to stop her even though she knew she really didn't want to.

"What's wrong?" Santana whispered onto Quinn's lips.

"We can't"

"Why?"

"I have a boyfriend" Quinn said.

As soon as she said this Santana released a long sigh and her head moved in between the space of Quinn's neck and shoulder.

They lay there like that for about a minute until Santana moved her head up to look Quinn in the eye.

"You have a boyfriend?" Quinn nodded.

"What's his name?" Santana asked, not moving from her position over Quinn.

"Puck" Quinn replied.

"Puck? What kind of name is Puck?" Santana scoffed.

"His name is Noah Puckerman but everyone calls him Puck"

Santana didn't get off Quinn straight away; she only looked into Quinn's eyes. She wanted Quinn and she could tell Quinn wanted her.

"Where is he? The boyfriend?"

"He's coming here, he moves in tomorrow"

Santana sighed as there was not much that she could really do at this point. "Alright then. Goodnight Quinn" Santana leaned in once again but this time she placed a short peck on Quinn's cheek and rolled off Quinn and made her way back to her own bed.

Quinn rolled over in bed, turning away from Santana. She really didn't want to mention Puck but she didn't want to be labelled as a cheater. She and Puck were good together; they were the most popular couple in their high school. Although, never once in the two years that they had been together had Puck made her feel the way Santana did just then and all she did was kiss her neck.

She can't believe that just happened. Day one into college life and things like this were already happening, God knows what else could. This was going to be one hell of a journey.

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