As I wait for the elevator to reach floor 4 I start to laugh. This is my second year in college and that is actually the craziest thing I have done. Yeah I go to parties and dance with my shirt off but that's nothing compared to what I just did. I leave the elevator and practically run to Quinn's room, I bang on her door like I'm the police. It's as if she knew it was going to be me by the huge grin plastered to her face.
"Brittany!" she says as I brush past her and go to lay in her bed. Quinn shuts the door and comes to lay beside me. She lays her head on my shoulder and drops her left arm over my waist. Mercedes and Rachel still don't understand why we lay together like this, like friends can't be close? Quinn has been my best friend since freshman year of high school. We've seen each other at our worst and at our best, we stuck together. I don't know what I would do without her.
"How'd it go?" she asks.
I lay there in silence for a few seconds fiddling with the hem of her shirt before speaking "You're my best friend right Q?" I ask
"Always" she answers immediately.
"Good" I whisper. "What if...I told you I think" I tighten my grip on her "That I liked it?"
"You did?" she asks while lifting her head and giving me a confused face.
"I mean I think I did. At first I was scared, and disgusted by the thought, but when it was actually happening...it was nice" I laugh. "It kind of felt natural, like I was meant to do that. I'm just confused" I whisper.
"Hmm...Well there's nothing wrong with that. We shouldn't have gotten you to do that. As friends we should have backed down and just tried a different option. " She explains. "But if you liked it, maybe it was good we did, it allowed you to explore something you never would have. If you liked it good, if not then I'm sorry it came to that. You've got some crack head friends" She laughs
"I just didn't expect it to make me feel this way, you know?"
"Yeah I didn't either, why did you like it if you don't mind me asking?" she says.
"Her. She's beautiful, and soft, and powerful. I think if It would have been someone else I would have ran" I chuckle. "Like I said I was scared but there had to of been a reason why I said yes, right?"
"Yeah, I suppose. Did she say anything after?" she asks
I laugh "No, she pretty much kicked me out. which is fine cause it was kind of awkward, I won't see her again anyway so it doesn't really matter" I state.
"Actually we still owe her a lunch" Quinn laughs
"Ugh awesome" I say while getting up from the bed. "I'm gonna head to my room, try and sleep this confusion off" I smile.
"All right. I'll text you tomorrow" she says while giving me a hug.
""Look forward to it, see you later" I say before leaving.
My building is right next to Quinn's so I don't have to travel far. Whenever I'm walking my mind starts to drift so the shorter the journey the better. I can't stop thinking about her though. I don't even know her but here I am hanging on to the thoughts. I've never even thought of girls that way but I can't help but think of doing that again and again, but only with her. Jeez I don't even want to think about that, I finally make it to my room. I don't even bother changing I just dive into my bed. Maybe a good night's sleep will do me good.
I awake the next day feeling refreshed. I check my phone and see a message from Quinn telling me to meet her at upstairs Powell (College dining hall) at 1. It's only 11:30 so I decided to go take a nice long shower. That's the only thing that sucks about college, the showers. The stalls are tiny, and the only thing covering us is a measly curtain. Not to mention you have to fight tooth and nail to beat the other girls there.
Once I'm finished showering I run back to my room and change into some black leggings, a black Raiders hoodie, and some black chucks. I dig black. I grab my student ID and my keys and head out. As I exit the building I catch a glimpse of Santana jogging by, I see her but she doesn't see me. That's just what I need to see, her in a baby blue sports bra and little black shorts that barely fit. Guess that nights sleep didn't do me too well. I walk into Powell and immediately spot my best friend.
"Hey slut" I say as I sit across from her
"Hello puss licker" she laughs.
"Ouch... that was a good one" I say defeated. I take a few fries off her plate before asking where Mercedes and Rachel are.
"They're on their way" she says while smacking my hand away "Mine. I wanted you to get here first."
"Why?" I ask with narrowed eyes
"Because they're going to ask you about last night. You know how they are. Since we're scheduling our lunch with Santana I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. If you tell them what you told me, they're going to tease you" she said with a shrug.
"Do we really have to do the lunch?" Quinn nods. "Maybe I just won't go" I say while stealing another fry.
"I mean you don't have to...but I know you want to" she says with a wink. "Here they come" she says while looking behind me.
Mercedes and Rachel rush to the table. Mercedes sits next to me and Rachel next to Quinn. All they do is sit there and stare at me. Really guys? Are we still in high school?
"Just ask me" I groan while biting my lower lip.
"What happened?!" they both scream as if they practiced it on the way here.
"Exactly what you all left me there to do. I did the deed and you got the weed" I huff.
"Really no details?" Rachel yelps. Typical Rachel always wanting to suck everything dry. Ew, wrong choice of words.
"No, why would I tell you anything sicko?" I laugh.
"Whatever. When are we doing the lunch?" Mercedes asks while looking at Quinn
"I just texted her, just waiting on a response" she goes for another fry when her phone buzzes. "She said she can do Monday." Quinn says while looking at us.
"Works for me" Mercedes says.
"Me too" Rachel quips.
"I'm not going, so that works" I say while taking a sip of Quinn's drink.
"Whatever. I'll tell her that works and who's going" she says before picking up her phone.
"Why do you have to tell her who's going?" I ask. "What if she thinks I'm not going because of last night?"
"Well...that's why you aren't going, so who cares" Rachel shrugs.
Quinn's phone buzzes again "She said awesome and that we can just go to downstairs Powell (another dining hall), she also asked why you weren't going Brittany" she says with a sly smile.
"Really?" That's weird. Last night she practically kicked me out, and now she wants to know why I'm not going? Interesting. Maybe I should go... just to see what happens. "Fine. I'll go."
"Great. I'll let her know " Quinn's sends me another wink.