Hi people. I love the response after the first chapter. Thank your for alerting and thank you dogsrocl7699 and xxsteffybrownxx for reviewing!
xxsteffybrownxx: yes puck definitely would make an awesome barney. I had trouble thinking who I wanted to portray his part and finally decided on Puck. Reading your review reassured me that it was a good decision. Thanks again!
Summary:Santana and Quinn are best friends/exgirlfriends/ newly roomates who constantly start to argue over the smallest things. "Sex solves everything"
"Hey hot stuff, for what do I owe the pleasure of joining you this fine evening" Puck pulls out a chair across the table from Santana. She met up with him at their usual spot, the small pub right outside their college campus. She and Puck have been friends since highschool and he was Santanas best friend after Quinn.
"Puck, she is driving me nuts" Santana sighes before taking a sip of her coffee.
"Trouble in paradise with you and blondie? I thought everything was chill, whats goin on?" Puck waves the waiter over to to their table to order beers.
"Well it was at first, but now its like all we do is argue. If it's not one thing then its another. We didn't argue this much when we were dating!"
"Calm down. No worries, Dr. Pucks got all the answers" Puck says with a smug grin, placing his hand over Santanas a millisecond before she moved it out of his reach.
"Dr?-" she shakes her head " Whatever. What should I do?" Santana asks desperately. Things were getting worse everyday, this morning Quinn whent phsyco on Santana for getting a stain on her favorite Paramore t-shirt."
(Flashback) That Morning...
"Santana, what the hell is this?" Quinn busts through Santanas bedroom door.
Santana swings around from her computer desk to face a glaring Quinn.
"Knock much? It's your T-shirt, duh." Santana says obviously.
"No. What the hell is THIS?" Quinn emphasises pointing towards a stain.
"How the hell would I know, I washed it right before I gave it back to you"
"Yeah well it wont come out, and now due to you eating like a fucking 2 year old, there is a permanent stain on my favorite T-shirt! You are NOT, I repeat NOT allowed to touch my shit again so don't ask!"
"Yeah well dont ask to borrow any of my SHIT either!"
"FINE!" Quinn walks out slamming the door behind her.
"FINE!"
...End of Flashback
"I mean god, It was just a fucking shirt." "Anyway, what were you saying?"
"Okay. So you remember my old girlfriend Megan right?-
-Hot red head Megan?" Santana clarifies.
"Yeah. So after we started dating she starts getting all controlling, acting all crazy on me for no reason, the girl was bipolar. You remember. Long story short, we started having sex and bye bye physco girlfriend. Turns out, the girl was a pressed lemon virgin. And due to my oh so genuine heart, I genorously helped her relieve that pent up tention." He finishes with a smug smile.
"So...your saying that me and Quinn should have sex." Santana states rather than asks.
"Exactly. Sex solves everything. It is the answer to having a peaceful apartment. I guarantee it."
Santana was very skeptical about what Puck had offered they should do. She reasons that the only thing sex could do is make things better or much much worse. She feared for the latter before Puck continues, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Do you know that every international conflict boils down to sexual tension".
"Every International conflict." Santana deadpans. Pucks nods.
"So...crisis in the middle east can be solved by...-
-Erotic strippers" Puck finishes matter of factly.
"I dont know Puck, me and Q already tried the dating having sex thing, it could get complicated."
"See thats the good thing about it. Just agree to have no strings attached, non-complicated hot lady sex. Gets in those pants." he smirks.
Santana shakes her head at Pucks unfiltered mouth, before hearing Kings of Leon 'sex on fire' blaring from Pucks pocket.
"Im gonna catch you later hot stuff, my hot body has been summoned."
"See you Puck" Santana chuckles shaking her head.
"And if you want to go home to a peaceful apartment i suggest that you jump the blondie on sight." And with that he leaves the pub.
Santana had one last class for the day to get to, so she gathered her books leaving a tip on the table, before leaving the pub, thinking about what Puck told her.
Im not so good with details, hence all the dialogue. Chapter 3 is almost finish so it most likely will be up tomorrow. Rating may go up next chapter.
