chapter three: bump...!
QUINN POV
Quinn breathed a sigh of relief when the lunch bell finally rang; she'd been dying to get out of biology. She hated science, she didn't understand it & to be honest, she didn't want to. Why did she need to know what the inside of a frog looked like? It wasn't like that information was going to help her in anyway what-so-ever. The blonde quickly grabbed her books & almost ran out of the classroom, heading toward the cafeteria. She slowed down when she passed the first corner, but wasn't really looking where she was going. After all, the corridors were too wide for anyone to actually bump into her or that's what she thought anyway.
The blonde was counting the numbers of the locker beside her, so that she could locate her own locker. It wasn't a difficult task, but it'd be too embarrassing if she got lost. Her mind was focused on the counting, that's why she didn't see the brunette that wasn't paying attention either. The feeling of the coffee, which had been in the other girls hand, spilling & soaking her outfit was what brought her back to reality. It wasn't too hot, which was good otherwise Quinn would've been severely scolded. Instead, it was slightly warm & that's what gave away who it was she'd walked into.
The blonde knew without even looking that it was Santana she'd bumped into, she remembered how the Latina never liked hot coffee. She knew so much about one of her biggest enemies; it made her smile that Santana didn't seem to have changed too much. Quinn looked up then, not sure what to say or do because she didn't know if the brunette had done that on purpose or not. That's when Santana spoke, in a surprisingly nice tone for her.
"You really shouldn't walk into people. Luckily for you, it wasn't hot coffee." She muttered, walking to the bin which was just opposite the pair. Q watched Santana throw the now empty & wet cardboard coffee mug into the bin, before turning & starting to walk off. The blonde sighed before chasing after her & tapping her on the shoulder. "Hey, ermm... sorry about back there. Probably was my fault." She admitted, with a slight smile before she thought of an idea. Quinn wasn't sure if it was a bad or good one but she thought it'd be better if she actually asked anyway. "Want me to buy you another coffee? Maybe we could catch up?" The blonde asked, smiling & waiting for the Latina's reaction. She watched, but couldn't make out what her answer would be until she actually spoke. "Fine, but you're buying me a large." She joked, but Quinn knew she was actually being serious.
Q smiled, surprised that Santan had agreed to this. It was so unlike her, but she wasn't about to contradict her. "Cool, after school at Starbucks?" She asked, hoping that it was okay because she wasn't free any other times. "Sure." Santana said, pushing her hair over her shoulder & wandering down the corridor again.