"I thought you were going to come meet me on the yard?" I question Quinn as I walked back into our dorm room. She was laying down with her eyes closes, so she didn't notice me walk in.
"Hey Quinn, Quinn" I whisper, shaking her gently. Her eyes softly flutter open before she focuses on me. A small smile graces her lips, but I can tell she had been crying other.
"Are you okay Q?" I question. She tries to turn away, but I grab a hold of her arm forcing her to look at me. "I'm fine San, really" she tries to convince me, but it sounds like she is trying to convince herself.
"Are you really?" I ask, quirking my eyebrow at her the same way she does me when I'm obviously lying. She chuckles a bit before taking a deep breath.
"I told my parents that I was bisexual. I called my mom, then my dad. My mom said she already knew and she would love my regardless, but my dad screamed and yelled then hung up the phone, but not before saying that I was no longer his daughter" she finishes, tears filling her eyes.
I clinch my jaw in anger and frustration. I knew many stories about Russell Fabray, and in all of them he sounded like a fucking dick. Quinn didn't deserve that, she deserves people who love her.
"Hey San get out of your head, don't get angry. I'm fine" Quinn says, shaking my out of my thoughts. I look down at my hands to see that they were shaking. I really need to work on my anger.
"Come be my bestie and cuddle with me" Quinn says looking me in my eye. I shake my head before climbing in bed beside her.
"I'm going to be okay, I'm going to meet some girl or guy and I'm not going to worry about that asshole I call a father" Quinn whispers, more to herself than to me, but I quietly listened anyway.
We lay in silence for a little while. I love moments like these. I might have only meet Quinn at the beginning of this year, but she is the only person I can really trust here.
"How was the yard?" she ask me. I grin a little at the thought. "It was good, I met this girl. Her name was Brittany, she is a cheerleader. We went for coffee, but they she had to leave for practice. Which reminds me Fabgay we have been invited to a party"
Quinn looks at me shocked before busting out laughing. I laugh with her because it's good hearing her laugh especially after what had happened earlier.
"Are you game?" I question. She nods her head and we continue in our silence. Both of us eventually drifting off to sleep.
Rubbing my eyes, I wake up to the noise of my phone buzzing away.
Careful not to wake Quinn, I get up slowly and walk towards our desk. Fixing my hair, I pick up my phone. '
2 missed calls, 1 text messages' checking the missed calls I see they are both from my mother, I'll have to remember to call her later. Clicking the message button, I see a text from Brittany. I instantly get butterflies in my stomach.
'Are you busy right now?' I read quietly to myself while grinning like an idiot. Typing back nothing, I place my phone down before heading to the bathroom.
Cleaning my face, I look into the mirror. My eyes looked red for some reason.
Walking back to the dorm, I pick up my phone, reading another message from Brittany 'Meet me at the yard, I want to show you something' I send a quick okay, before slipping on different shorts and a hoodie
"Quinn I'm going to meet Brittany" I whisper into her ear before kissing her forehead. Getting a grunt in response, I laugh quietly before grabbing my wallet and walking out the door.
"Hey you" I say tapping on Britt's shoulder. Her back was turned to me, so she didn't see my coming. Turning around quickly, she launches herself at me.
"Is it weird to say I missed you?" she questions into my hair. I chuckle before nodding my head no. It didn't sound weird because I missed her too.
Letting me go she grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers. "Come on, we have a show to watch" she says. Following her lead, we walk towards the auditorium talking about everything once again.
I told her about the time I tripped and fell down the stairs because I was laughing so hard and she told me about the time she twisted her ankle while "playing" basketball.
"So you weren't even on the court, and you still twisted your ankle?" I barely manage to get out because I was laughing so hard. She looked down at me with a slight pout on her lips, and I couldn't help but to grin. "I'm sorry Britt. It's not funny that you twisted your ankle" I say before looking down at my shoe.
Releasing my hand she lifts my chin with her hand. "You called me Britt" she whispers. I nod, but honestly I didn't even realize I did. She gives me the biggest grin, before kissing my cheek. I smile extra hard before making eye contact with her, the butterflies in my stomach are going crazy.
"Come on, we are going to be late" she says before dragging me along.
"You have to be quiet" she whispers before placing her hand in mine. I smile down at our hands, before looking up her at. She was already smiling at me. I nod my head as we entered in the building.
"This is where they hold lip syncing practice" she whispers in my ear. I suppress a moan, but biting my bottom lip. Looking over, I see Britt staring at my lips. I smirk before turning my attention back to the stage.
They were currently performing Clarity, and it looked pretty cool. You honestly couldn't tell that they were lip syncing.
30 minutes later, Britt and I made our way outside of the building laughing the whole time.
Heading back to my dorm, we walked in comfortable silence. Her hand interlaced with mine.
"This was awesome, thanks for taking me" I say giving her hand a small squeeze. We had reached my building, but I really didn't want to say goodbye.
"You are very welcome, I had a lot of fun" she replies. I nod my head before pulling her into a hug. My hands finding their way around her neck, and her hands on my waist. I bury my face in her neck.
"That tickles San" she whispers into my ear while laughing. That just made me do it more. I don't think she minded either, because every time I did it, she would squeeze my waist just a little tighter.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask hoping she would say yes. She nods her head before letting my hand go. I instantly miss her touch.
Walking into my dorm I close my door and hop into my bed. My thoughts drift to Brittany and how amazing she is. I smile at the thought of seeing her again.
I'm really loving Freshman year.