Quinn POV

Today is the first day of my freshman year of high school. I am feeling both nervous and excited. I know Santana, Brittany and I could have the school at our fingertips by the end of the year no problem.

As much as I love Brittany, I can't help but miss the days when it was just Santana and I. Brittany is one of the nicest girls I have ever met, actually no; she is the nicest girl I've ever met. She's so sweet and innocent. But, I just miss my best friend, I know it was my fault that we aren't as close anymore and I wish I would have done some things differently but I still don't think she had to replace me like she did. I should be the one driving to school with her, not Brittany. To be fair, Santana did ask me if I wanted a ride this morning but my mom said she'd take me and I didn't really feel like being in the car with Santana and Brittany. They were a little too touchy sometimes and it made me uncomfortable.

Even though we weren't as close as before, as soon as I called Santana and told her Brian and I broke up, she came to my house with movies and candy and listened to me talk about it until there was nothing left to say. That's what I love about Santana, she has a hard exterior but she will always be there for the ones she loves.

As soon as my mom pulls into the school parking lot I give her a hug then get out of the car. Santana and Brittany are waiting outside just like they said they would be and I instantly walk up to them. We all embrace in a group hug and I realize how much I missed them while I was in Columbus. They asked me all about my trip which was boring since the only other teenager there was my sister who is already in university. We compared our schedules and I was excited to see that Santana and I had three of our four classes together. Britt only shared lunch with us because she wasn't in the advanced classes that Santana and I were in.

We all got lockers next to each other, Santana in the middle of us. We walked Britt to her homeroom first before walking together to our own class. We had geography first which was boring but we kept each other entertained.

I noticed Santana and Brittany growing closer throughout the year. They were always touchy, more so than before. They always walked with their pinkies interlocked and would always take off at parties and sleepovers to be alone. It made me feel a little uncomfortable but I never mentioned it to them. They seemed and happy and I didn't want to ruin that.

Freshman year went by quickly and summer went by even faster. I spent the summer either with my family or lounging by Santana's pool with her and Brittany. I would often leave Santana's early on the days when Brittany was there too because I always felt a little unwelcome, like they always wanted to be alone. Santana started to ask if anything was wrong after I kept making up excuses as to why I could never hangout but I just told her things were really busy at home.

She didn't bother me much after that, instead she focused on Brittany and I focused on training so I could become head cheerleader in my sophomore year. I ran twice every day, stretched, trained and devoted most of my summer to training. It kept me occupied and by the time Cheerios started up again I could tell that coach had noticed me and about a week before school was due to start, she promoted me to head Cheerio since our last captain was now in college. I was the youngest Cheerio to ever be captain and I couldn't be happier.

Sophomore year started in less than a week and I had Santana and Brittany over so we could go through everything before the new school year started. There was a lot of pressure being head Cheerio but Santana knew I needed help and she was there for me. After we finished getting everything ready for our first day back we all went outside to lay by my pool. My parents were out with people from church and wouldn't be back for a few hours.

Santana and Brittany started getting touchy in the pool like they always did, so I got out and lay down once they started making out. I wasn't going to stay in the pool with them while they did that. Unfortunately, I didn't hear the car door shut or my parents open the gate. I did however, hear my mother gasp and my father march up to my two friends who had finally detached their lips and now stood looking terrified a couple of feet away from each other in the pool.

"What do you guys think you're doing? You are a disgrace and I want you out of my house and I do not want you to ever come back! Do you understand me?" My father shouted at them. Brittany looked terrified, Santana looked both angry and hurt and I could tell she was about to scream at my father.

"Daddy please, I wasn't what it looked like." I said, pleading with my dad that he wouldn't take away the only real friends I had.

He turned to me as soon as a started speaking, an angry look in his eyes. "Do I look stupid Quinn? I saw them; I know what they were doing. That is a sin and I will not have sinners in my house." He turned back to Santana and Brittany. "Now I suggest you two get out of my house as fast as possible unless you want me to tell your parents about this."

At that, Santana looked horrified. Her dad was nearly as religious as mine and I knew it scared her to think of what might happen if he found out. She got out of the pool instantly and grabbed Britt. She mumbled a "Bye, Q." then left as fast as possible, Brittany in tow.

"I never want to see them in my house again, do you understand me?" My dad questioned me, anger still in his eyes.

I looked up to him and responded with a quiet "Yes, daddy."

My dad turned around and walked toward the house. My mom just gave me a sympathetic look and followed after him. I stayed outside for a few more hours, not wanting to go inside and listen to whatever it was my daddy had to say. These were my best friends he was talking about and I couldn't imagine they were doing anything wrong until now. They were happier than my parents were, did that mean nothing?