I threw a wish in the well,
Don't ask me, I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell,
And now you're in my way
Santana never even wanted to come with Brittany to the freaking dance club.
" It'll be good for you San, she'd said wrapping her slender arms around the latinas shoulders, your so lonely now that I've moved out."
It was true that after the two girls break up they'd moved in different directions. They'd always be best friends, but now Britney had Rachel, a girl she utterly adored. Santana had been feeling lonely, ignoring everyone and throwing herself headlong into her job. She'd joked that the reason she never went out any where was that she was scared of seeing Britney at their old haunts, this was a complete lie, Santana felt happy for her ex…but she was all alone, without a soul mate. Britney was paired up and Santana couldn't rely on her anymore to be her number one.
Which was why at six oh five PM, straight after getting home from an exghaustingly busy Friday, Santana was contemplating the outfit laid out on her bed.
"Why, Britney, why?" , she moaned softly to herself, staring at the skimpy clothing.
A folded scrap of paper poked out of the pocket of the denim short shorts, the pair that the brunette hadn't worn for years. She grabbed it, read the message.
Hi Sanny,
So, you'd better not chicken out! Me and Rach are picking you up at seven, so be ready!
I hope you like the outfit I picked! I have a good feeling about tonight, who knows, mabye you'll find your soul mate!
Love Brit Bri
" Sweet, Santana muttered, but she thought that Britneys expectations were kinda high.
With a sigh she took to the bathroom, reluctantly pulling on the outfit.
I trade my soul for a wish
Pennys and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this but
Now your in my way
"Sanny"! A gorgeuss blonde jumped out of the black, limousine like car and grabbed the expectant brunette by the shoulders.
"You look amazing!"
It was true. Having straightened her hair, put on a white string vest over black singlets and dark denim short shorts Santana looked more like the goddess she was supposed to be and less like the haggard, workaholic girl she had when she'd come home to her apartment.
"Lets go, Brit Brit!"
Ten minutes later Rach pulled the car into the last availble parking spot adjoining the hottest night club in LA.
"Have fun!" called Britney as she and Rachel whirled away onto the dance floor, leaving Santana by herself.
She watched the two dance for a while before going to the drinks counter, ordering a iced Coke.
"Coke, huh?" said a unknown voice.
Santana whirled around. A long legged, amazingly beautiful blonde girl was staring at her and a light smile adorned her features as she explained herself.
" Its just a surprisingly sensible choice, the girl remarked, or are you the designated driver?"
The brunette girl found herself smiling at the slight teasing.
" I don't drink".
"Well, do you dance?"
Your stare was holding
The two girls left the dance floor, a light film of sweat coated the blondes forehead and she was smiling as she dragged her new friend out onto the balcony.
"I'm Quinn"
Santana smiled, inched slightly forward.
"Quinn Fabrey".
Santana was incable of speech. But as Hazel eyes locked on chocolate brown, speaking did not seem neccarsy.
Ripped jeans, skin was showing" You're a good dancer, Quinn told Santana, it must be those long legs".
Santana found her voice at last. "I'm Santana Lopez and those jeans your wearing have about the same amount of fabric my shorts have."
Quinn laughed and the sound was beautiful.
"Yep, they are a bit ripped. "
She leaned slowly down, tearing more of the material, revealing creamy white skin. It kinda made santana crave milk.
" That wasn't really necessary, smiled the brunette.
Hot night, wind was blowingThe balcony was a nice escape from the club filled with sweaty bodies. A breeze cooled the girls, but the weather was warm.
" So, what do you do with your life?, Quinn questioned Santana, leaning back against the metal railing.
" I work as a full time driver, teased Santana, the wind blowing in her face.
"Hence, the Cokes".
Quinn laughed along with the Latina then stopped and considered her.
"You have pretty eyes, she said.
Santana dropped her lipgloss and she was pretty sure she melted.
The weather was hot. And Quinn was making her feel like a smooth, sweet icy pole.
Where do you think your going baby?
The pair small talked, both of them noticing an electrical current fizzing under their words.
" I should go look for my friends, realised Santana, pulling away from their close proximity.
Quinn looked like someone had hit her puppy.
"Just because you're as beautiful as Cinderella, does not mean you have to run away too", pouted the stunning Blonde.
Santana laughed, but she was shaking from nervous excitement inside.
" I'll give you my number, she promised, pulling out a tiny note book with strawberrys on the front.
"Ok, smiled the blonde. It was nice meeting you Santana Lopez."
And she brushed past the brunette, down the steps back into the club.
Hey I just met you
And this is crazy
But heres my number
The latest Katy Perry song played on the taxi drivers radio and Santana mouthed the words.
Her phone vibrated with a text, she flipped it open and looked at the un known number. She hoped it wasn't a random, that seemed to happen a lot.
Sent at 23 hrs
Hey, Cinderella
So, u didn't drive me home tonight (pouts)
I can't stop thinking about u….
Meet me at the café on 31st st?
Quinn
Woah. That was unexpected. But was she really going to say no?
Santana leaned forward.
"Driver, change in direction".
Quinn looked out the window of the brightly lighted café, nursing a cup of peppermint hot chocolate. Her personal favorite drink.
A tall, slim girl with long, black as sin hair and heavily made up eyes stepped out of a taxi.
"She came" whispered the blonde.
Quinn met Santana at the door of the café.
"Hi"
Santana smiled at her.
"Why am I here?'
Quinn tilted her head, turned and led her over to table built for two.
" All that time at the club you had me to mesmerised to ask what I wanted to, explained the long legged blonde.
"Which was?' Santana stopped staring at the passing traffic, looked at the stunning girl in front of her.
" Will you go out with me?"
Santana had a strange look on her face.
"I've just met you, Quinn.."
"Will you, go out with me? Persisted the blonde
Santana found herself nodding.
" But you know this is crazy right?.. This is insane!"
" That's good, said Quinn as she hailed the waiter, crazy is the only way I do things."
Santana would find that out soon enough. But, she decided to like crazy to.
So call me maybe!
Thanks so much for reading! I was really worried about the ending, I hope it was OK!