Ok, i know these firsts chapters were a little bored, but they were necessary to the story... from the next one i promisse it gets interesting...

"Oh... My... God...". Quinn opens and closes her mouth a few times, trying to articulate words to explain what her eyes are seeing. She´s amazed by the luxury of Santana´s new condo. Although she has always been aware of the Lopez´s status, she can´t help to feel stunned against such amenities. Not all eighteen year old´s get to call a place like this their own... so yeah... she´s speachless.

The blonde starts looking around but soon get´s caught by the big windows view. "How did you get so lucky?". She says playfully.
Santana, who hasn´t moved from her spot in the door yet, feels anything but lucky right now. Unlike Quinn, she can´t even get herself to show a little bit of excitment at all.

"At least one of us like´s it". The latina mutters.

Quinn turns her head and raises an eyebrow. "What... you don´t?".

"It´s ok...". She replies shrugging, then heads to lie down on the comfortable couch. "God, I´m so tired... I swear this is the last time I make a trip like this by car!".

"You´re not gonna sleep on me, are you?". Santana covers her face with her hands and nods. "Santana... No!". The blonde walks to her friend and grabs her by the wrists lightly, and tries to pull her up. "Come on!... we´re in New York, and it´s not even dark outside yet. We could go get something to eat, and then we´ll come back and go straight to bed". She said with puppy eyes.

"Ughhh!. Ok ok!... but we´re walking!, cause I´m tired of sitting on that car". Quinn just smiled happy. "Come on, let´s go... I think I saw a place a few blocks away".

"Ladies, here are your orders". A young woman says as she places the plates on the table.

"Thank you". They say and start eating right away.

"I didn´t realize I was this hungry". The brunette eats with enthusiasm.

"I know... this is good". Quinn leaves her fork aside and takes a sip of water. She clears her throat. "We should meet with Rachel... You know she´s also here, in NY".

"Hmm". Is all Santana says without taking any attention away from her food. The blonde looks at her friend expecting a real answer, as she doesn´t get one she continues.

"So, is it ok if I call her and tell her to have lunch with us tomorrow?".

"You are going to do it no matter what... so...".

"Yes, I am... I think it´s a good idea to have someone known around, that way you´ll have a friend close to talk to when I´m gone".

"When your´re gone?, you sound like your gonna die or something!". She said between laughs.

"You know what I mean...".

"Yeah... and let me say: Hell No!". Santana said raising one hand. "You are crazy if you think I´m gonna discuss my shit with Berry".

"I thought you guys were friends now".

"We are "Kind of friends" actually... theres a big difference, ok?". She shrugs and Quinn looks at her with a funny face.

"Well, maybe if you spend some alone time with her, you´ll get to see that she´s not that bad... You need friends around, San".

"I have you, don´t I?... You´re the only friend I need".

"Yeah, and you will always have me... but you also need someone to hang out with, specially now...". Quinn doesn´t want to upset her friend by bringing the "Britt" subject up, but she knows as well that she´s gonna have to stop avoiding it eventually.

"Whatever". The latina says looking away.

"Look... it´s fucked up, I get it. I know you´re pissed, hurt and dissapointed. And you have all the right to be". She grabs the other girls hand over the table. Her voice sweet. "But THIS is your chance to start over... and I´m not saying it´s easy, because it wont be. But it´s not impossible...".

Since they left Lima, Santana hasn´t talked about Brittany. Of course Quinn knew about what happened, cause Santana told her, but she decided to respect her friends wishes to not mention that topic. The brown eyed girl has been keeping everything inside, and pretending to be ok with it. In fact, she didn´t even told her mother, the person she trusts the most, because she knew Maribel would have made her sit and express her feelings, and that would have led to crying, a lot of crying... and that was unacceptable. She was not going to cry about someone who didn´t deserved her tears. Although Santana denies being broken, she knows deep inside that if she shows herself vulnerable, people would see her like a weak little girl. And theres no chance in the world Santana Lopez will show weakness, even though her heart is broken.

"Seriously Q, I´m fine... and about the Rachel thing, I promise I´ll give her a chance... but don´t push it!". She warned.

"Fine, fiine!... so tomorrow after you settle your stuff at the uni, you, me and Rachel will have a nice, friendly, enjoyable lunch, deal?". She said teasing her grumpy friend.

"Ugh... awsome!". The shorter girl replied rolling her eyes.

Two weeks later...

Things where going fine... apparently. Classes early in the morning, lunch, more classes in the afternoon, free time in the evening and night. If it wasn´t because she is a very intelligent girl, Santana would spend her free moments studying those things most law students find hard to understand. But thanks to her curiosity and constant interest in her mothers work, she has always been trying to gain knowledge since she was little. So, for her, college was a piece of cake.

Now the problem was that she didn´t know what to do with her free time. Because spendig time with Rachel Berry a few times a week was fine... but sometimes she also needed to do things with no Rachel Berry involved. The solution was meet new people, and maybe find a part time job.

"You did what?". Quinn almost yelled through the phone.

"Jeez!, you sound like my mother..."

"San, you really think that´s a good idea?... Couldn´t you get a normal job like the rest of people?".

"Hey there´s nothing wrong with it!.. I knew someday my Djing clases would come useful".Santana smirks. Quinn sighs defeated.

"Your mom is not gonna be happy about it... I´m sure she won´t like the idea of you working at night".

"ok, first of all my mother doesn´t need to know... I mean, not yet... and second, it´s only on weekends ans special dates. So it won´t be interfering with my studying... I have everything under control, so calm your tits Fabray!".

"But...". Santana cut her off.

"No but´s!... besides look at the bright side, we´ll get free passes and free drinks!... plus you´ll get to hear some good music. What else can you ask for, huh?. It´s a win, win".

"mmm... well, better the place be good, cause if it is one of those shit holes where bathrooms smell like weed and theres shit all over the walls, then I´ll drag you out myself!".

"You know, I forgot to check the bathrooms".
The latina teasead. "Now seriously, the place is awsome. It has two different floors, apart from the vip section, wich let me say is fucking amazing!".

"Just out of curiosity, how did you end up getting a job at this club?".

"I may by chance have ended up there one night".

"Oh, really?. Only two weeks in NY and you already are going to clubs by yourself?".

"I´m not going to clubs Q... as I said it was sort of a coincidence". The blonde made a sound urging her friend to continue. "The other night I was boring and I wanted to go somewhere to get a drink, and I just bumped into this place, wich ended up being a cool dance club. So, I was at the bar and out of nowhere comes this guy acting like he owned the place. At first I was like what the fuck with this dude, but then he started talking to me and I found out that he was in fact the owner of the place. Somehow we ended up talking about the music, and then I told him about me being a kick ass dj, and he mentioned something about needing a replacement fo his regular guy, who had to leave to Seattle cause his mother was sick bla bla bla... and then he was like: I would like to try you out, and I was like: ok cool, and thats basically it".She talked so fast, Quinn had to take a few seconds to process the information.

"Alright!, as I see theres no way to talk you out of it, this weekend I´m going there and check on this "awsome" place of yours".

"My pleasure!. And we should invite Berry and lady lips too".

"Wow, I like that your making progress on bonding with Rachel, I told you she wasn´t that bad".

"Don´t say bonding, it sounds like some sexual allusion, ewwww!". The blondes stars laughing and then Santana follows.

"God you´re so mean!... You´re telling me that you never thought of Rachel that way?".

"Jesus Fabray!. I´m gonna have to stop you right there. If you keep trying to put images of the Hobbit being naked in my head I´ll hung up!".

"Haha, ok ok. I was just joking. Look I have to get going now, I have to go get groceries. But I´ll be there on friday, ok?".

"Ok, I´ll go pick you up at the train station when you arrive. Take care blondie!".

"You too babe!, bye!".

"Bye".

Santana´s POV

Luckily I only had one class at the uni this morning, and how I had more time than I expected I went shopping for some food to cook dinner for us tonight.
Right now I´m waiting for Quinn at the station.

"Hey hot stuff!". Quinn surprised me from behind.

"Jesus Christ Q!, you scared the shit out of me!. Give me a hug now". I say extending my arms.

"Haha, sorry. I missed you!". She hugs me tight.

"Yeah, me too. Even though we talk every day".

"I know, it´s so weird." We pull apart and I see, behind her, a big suitcase.

"Quinn, you do know that you are only staying for two days, right?". How many clothes does this girl need?.

She rolls her eyes at me. "Yes!, and I also know that we are going out tonight, and as you weren´t there with me when I was packing I didn´t had anyone to tell me what to wear. So I brought different options". She has a big grin on her face. She reminds me of a little child. I just shake my head and laugh.

"I should have known... let´s go then. Kurt and Rachel will be at my house in a little while, and I promissed them I would cook dinner. And you, my lady, will be my assistant!".

"Oh!, what are we having?". She says smiling as she rubs her stomach.

"I don´t really know the name of it, cause I looked it up on the internet. You know, because I had to find something suitable for the four of us. All I know is that, this will be the first and last time I cook something for Rachel... Vegan food sucks!".

"Well, I think it´s really sweet of you to cook for us... including Rachel".

"Yeah, yeah... whatever".

Later that night...

"Let me say, Santana, it was very kind of you to cook such a lovely dinner for all of us. And I very much apreciate that you had in mind the type of food I eat... So thank you, it was very sweet". She smiles at me and the first thing I do is look at Quinn. Who´s looking back at me with a mocking grin on her face.

"I´m not sweet, I´m badass!". I say this glaring at my blonde friend. "But you are welcome".

"I didn´t had the chance to say this, but your home is spectacular Satan!". Kurt says looking around my place. "Wouldn´t your parents want to adopt me?".

"Oh, I´m sure they would. The problem is that I never been good at sharing". He looks at me and we both laugh until Rachel calls our attention.

"So, this place we´re going, is it hygienic?". Rachel asks. I almost choke on my drink while Quinn burst into laughter.

"God Berry!, it´s not a strip club or something like that!. I have standards, you know?... and, As I know that you've never been anywhere near a place, where there has been music and alcohol at the same time, apart from your grandmother´s birthday, I guarantee you that you´ll like it. So spare me your ignorance". Everyone gasped and looked at me with wide eyes, and I just felt satisfaction with their reactions.

I know that the Hobbit and I are better friends now, but sometimes I can´t help to tease her, it´s so easy and fun.

After that no one dared to make any more coments about the place where I work.

Rachel and Kurt ofered themself to do the dishes while me and Quinn head to my bedroom. I open my closet and take the clothes I´m gonna wear for the club, wich consist in a pair of white fitting pants, grey loose tank top, black stilettos, and a black leather jacket. I left my heir down and put some dark shade on my eyes.

Quinn sits on my bed while I start stripping. She´s aware of my "not so secret" secret, so I don´t mind taking my clothes off infront of her.

"Have you heard from her?". She asks quietly while trying to look at my eyes. I try to downplay her question by not looking at her and continuing getting dressed.

"Nope". I reply trying to sound normal. The truth is that since I left I decided to erase every contact I had with her, like her phone number, cell, e-mail, facebook, photos, letters, etc... I think that the best way to get over her is if I keep her out of my mind. That means to forget about her and keep on living my life like she never existed, that is why I try to avoid every conversation that includes her. And it´s been working so far.

"mhmm, ok...". I think Quinn took the hint that I don´t want to talk about it, because she wen´t to check herself infront of the mirror. "So, you think this dress it´s ok?, or should I wear some jeans instead?".

I turn to look at her. She´s wearing a tight dark blue strapless dress, that reaches above her knees, with black high heels. In short, she looks damn hot.

"You look fine Q. Now come on, we should get going, I don´t wanna be late".

After I put my laptop, and the rest of the stuff I need to work with, in the back of my car, we head to "Ink". The place is packed and there´s a long line of people waiting to get in. Thanks to the Id Rob (the owner) gave me, we can get through the door without waiting. As we walk in I see my friends faces, that can´t believe this place, it´s so funny.

"Come on guys, let´s go to the vip". I scream because the music is so loud. The follow me up the stairs. We walk to the bar and order some drinks.

"Santana, let me apologise for my comment early, I admit this place exeeds my expectations, I really like it". Rachel says with a genuine smile.

"Well, I forgive you". I say and then I look at Quinn, whos shaking her head with a smile on her face. "I´m gonna head to the cabin to get everything ready, so you guys enjoy the drinks, that are on me". I say pointing to myself. "and have fun!, I´ll be back in a little". We make a little toast drinking shots of tequila.

"Good luck Satan!, show them how it´s done!". Kurt says placing a hand on my shoulder.

"When you get back here you´ll dance with me". Quinn points at me. "So you better be ready".

"Ok ok... and please don´t let Rachel drink to much, I don´t want her getting drunk... we all know how Rachel gets when she´s drunk. Not cool!". I say playfully and Berry slaps my arm pretending to be upset.

I take another shot and then leave to work.

End of Santana´s pov

Once Santana is out of sight, Quinn, Rachel and Kurt go take a table and sit. Rachel´s drinking water while the other two are having strawberry daiquiris.

"Did you get her to talk?". Kurt asks Quinn.

"No... I feel that every time I want to mention something about Brittany she gets mad. And I don´t want to fight with her over this". The blonde replies staring at her glass.

"She is going to have to talk about it soon or later. Even though she tries to pretend that she´s over it, we all know it´s a lie. And what worries me the most is that, knowing how Britt and Santana´s relationship was, she´s is not expressing any emotion". Rachel said with concern.

"Yeah, but we can´t force her to talk either. I guess the only thing we can do is expect for her to be ready, and until then all we can do is be there for her". The boy and the short girl nodded.

"When I called Blaine, he told me that he has been talking with Brittany and she seemed sad, she also told him that San has blocked her from all her accounts".

"And what does she expect?, that Santana worries about her?. She´s the one that lied and cheated!, she deserves to feel bad". The taller girl can´t help to feel angry at Brittany.

"Well, according to Blaine, there´s nothing going on between Brittany and Artie. They´re not speaking to each other".

"That doesn´t change anything... Maybe she did cheat and then realized that he wasn´t what she really wanted. And now is too late. And I´m sorry, but I think that San deserves better, cause all Brittany ever did was think about herself. This is not the first time she does this, ok?... she needs to grow up and stop making everyone believe she´s so innocent, cause she´s really not!". The blonde rises her voice.

"OK!, there´s no need to get upset about this right now, why don´t we forget about this subject for now and head to the floor, I feel like dancing!". The short girl draggs her friends to the center of the dance floor. Kurt walks cheerfully while Quinn does her best to light up her mood.

Shortly after the three friends are dancing vigorously, enjoying the music Santana is playing. People seems to like the new dj, because the majority are standing moving to the beat of Santana´s mixes.

A while later...

The latina comes back to join her friens at the table.

"Hey kids!, are you having a good time?". She says slurring her words.

"Yeah... Santana how many drinks did you have so far?". Quinn asks frowning

"Ahmmm, three?". She replies while showing three of her fingers, then she laughs. "I don´t know, I don´t remeber".

"Well, you definitely had more that just three, you´re practiclly drunk!". The blonde says not finding any of this amusing.

"Chill Q!. We´re having fun!". The brunette grabbs a shot of tequila and drinks it in no time. Her friends have all puzzle looks on their faces but she doesn´t seem to notice cause next she tries to grabb another drink. When she´s about to make this one disappear, Quinn stops her holding her forearm.

"I think you need to stop, you had enough already". Santana looks at her incredulous.

"Excuse me?, and who are you to tell me what to do?, you are not my mother!". The taller girl feels a little taken aback. Next Kurt intervenes.

"Santana, I think Quinn is right about this, you should stop".

"Well, I don´t think so...". She looses her arm from Quinns hold. "I already finished my shift, so I can do whatever I want... And right now I want to dance, ok?". She drinks down the content in her glass, and leaves it on the table. "Didn´t you wanted to dance with me Q?... come on!". The other girl shakes her head in disbelief.

"Not like this, no... you are drunk and we should go home now". Santana shrugs.

"I´m not ready to go home yet. So I´m gonna go find someone that does want to dance with me". She turns on her heels and walks to the crowd of people.

The three friends standed there watching Santana walk away. How they didn´t know how to deal with and stubborn latina they decided to give her a few minutes before taking her back home.

A couple of songs later they lost sight of the drunk girl.

"She´s not here!, maybe she went downstairs?". Rachel says after Kurt, Quinn and herself looked around the vip room trying to find the missing girl.

"Did you check the bathroom?". Kurt asks at the two girls.

"Yes". They say at the same time.

"Let´s take a look at the floor downstairs". They walk to the balcony where they have view of the lower dance floor

"Someone sees her?".

"Not yet, did you try calling to her cell again?". Rachel asks Quinn.

"Yeah... it goes straight to voicemail".

"I see her!". Kurt yells pointing somewhere at the crowd downstairs, then he narrows his eyes trying to get a better vision. "And she´s making out with some strange girl". After they spot the girl the blonde storms out to Santana. Kurt and Rachel follow closely behind.

As they get closer they notice a blonde long haired girl with her tonge down Santana´s throat. They´re kissing passionatly. Next thing, someones is abruptly pulling them apart.

"What the hell!". The strange woman says frowning.

"Oh, hey Q!". Santana says while she swings around. Quinn holds a grip of her friend preventing her to trip.

"Santana it´s time to go!". She says but soon get cut off.

"Can´t you see she´s busy?". Quinn turns her head to the woman infront of her.

"Yeah, sorry... San say bye to your friend". She rolled her eyes at the other blonde and started walking away with Santana in her arms. Kurt and Rachel by their sides.

"Bye friend!". The brunette said looking back at the girl she just was with, then she turned to Quinn. "She was pretty, wasn´t she?... I didn´t get her number!".

"You don´t need it, she was a slut!".

"Oh...". She says sad. Kurt interrupted them.

"Hey I´ll go get her stuff while you guys take her to the car, ok?". And he walks off.

The two girls get Santana in the back seat of the Land Rover, Quinn seats with her, while Kurt drives and Rachel occupies the passenger seat.

On the way back to the Latinas apartment she rambled about how much she missed her parents, wanting a new dog and how she swears Quinn´s hair was pink before.

"Are you sure you don´t want to stay?". The taller girl asks to the two friends.

"We´re sure, don´t worrie about it, We´ll take a cab". The boy said.

"Sure you don´t need help with her?". Rachel asks pointing to the sleepy girl on the couch.

"It´s ok, I can handle it".

"Ok then, see you guys tomorrow...". They say goodbye and head to the front door.

"Good night!".

Quinn manages to half drag her wasted friend, whos barely awake, to the bedroom. She strips the girls clothes off, leaving her in a white v neck tshirt and boxers, and then tucks her in her bed. When she´s about to leave the room something calls her attention, so she walks back to the sleepy girl.

"I miss her Q". She says in a whisper as a few tears run down her cheeks. Quinn holds her breath at such confession. "And it sucks, cause probably she already forgot about me. And as much as I try to do the same, I can´t...".

"It´s ok San". She sits next to her on the bed and wraps her arms around her as Santana places her head on the other girls chest. "I know you miss her. And I think I understand how you feel... it sure sucks but sometimes talking helps".

"I´m not quite ready to talk yet... I hate this, it´s so embarrassing". She wiped the tears but soon there were more.

"Theres nothing to be embarrased about. We don´t have to talk if you don´t want to, but the fact that your´re expressing your feelings it´s a big step, it helps".

"Ok... would you stay with me tonight?". She pleaded her friend.

"You don´t need to ask, of course I´ll stay". She ran her fingers in silk dark hair. "Try to sleep now, ok?". The girl nodded.

"Love you Q".

"I love you too babe".

Both girls fall asleep soon after that...