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"Did you hear? There's gonna be a fight!"
"Oh yeah, I've been hearing about it all day. Karofsky and Azimio are gonna fight Santana Lezpez and Noah Suckerman."
"Who do you think is gonna win?"
"Uptown, duh. No one messes with us."
"Haha, fuck yeah. Are ya gonna watch?"
"Most likely. I just want to see those Backstreets getting their asses kicked."
Santana gritted her teeth as she heard the conversation behind her. Do these morons know that they're sitting behind THE Santana Lopez? Santana heard a 'psst' beside her and she turned to the source. Tina Cohen-Chang smiled and whispered, "Don't worry about it, San. Ignore those posers."
Santana smiled and replied, "No shizz, Chang Girl. Puck and I got this."
Tina rolled her eyes and faced front, getting back to the English lesson. Tina Cohen-Chang used to be a shy girl around school until she bumped into Santana. The Latina helped Tina get a backbone and now she's dating one of the linebackers on the football team, Mike Chang. And no, those two are NOT related. Chang is a common Asian last name, like how Smith is common in America.
Tina's parents are both lawyers and pretty rich, so obviously she would be an Uptown kid. Mike's parents are doctors and are both very traditional. Tina doesn't really like it, since she's trying to break the Asian stereotype, but what are ya gonna do, right?
At first, Santana was a bit hesitant about being friends with the two Asians. She was trying to figure out their angle, to see if any popular kids were bribing or daring the couple to befriend her and the rest of her friends, but it turned out that they were genuine and they actually wanted to be their friends.
English class was Santana's last class and she silently cheered when the bell rang. She got up from her seat and walked out of the room with Tina catching up to her. Tina looked over at her friend and asked, "Are you really gonna show up for that fight?"
Santana shrugged, "Yeah, I do have a rep to keep up with."
Tina shook her head and said, "Reputation isn't always important."
"It is in this school and town." Santana replied as the two made their way towards Tina's locker.
Tina frowned with disapproval and opened her locker. "Well…just to show my support, I'll be betting on you and Puck."
Santana laughed as she crossed her arms, "You got spunk, Girl Chang."
Tina smirked, "I learn from the best."
"And that would be moi, yes?" Santana grinned.
"Actually she learned from me." Mike said from behind.
They turned around and found Mike, Puck, and Sam standing there. Tina beamed with happiness and greeted her boyfriend with a kiss, in which he returned. Santana and Puck gagged while Sam mindlessly looked around for his girlfriend. The blonde boy perked up when he saw Mercedes walking up to them. Sam dashed towards Mercedes and leaned in for a kiss, equaling more gagging noises from Puck and Santana.
"We gotta get girlfriends." Puck muttered as he darted his eyes from the Asian couple to the Samcedes couple.
Santana grimaced as she nodded in agreement. She clasped her hands together loudly, causing the two couples to break away from their make out sessions. Santana grinned and said, "Shall we head outside to the dumpsters?"
Puck smiled and said, "Mike and Sam are backup in case Karofsky and Azimio play dirty."
Santana and Puck high fived each other and began to walk outside to the back of the school, where a small crowd is already there. The duo made their way to the middle and found the two football players waiting. Karofsky cracked his knuckles while Azimio rolled his neck around.
"Stretching ladies?" Santana asked as she shoved her hands in her jacket.
Karofsky grunted, "You retards are gonna get the taste of an Uptown beatdown."
"Then you'll know not to mess with us anymore." Azimio said as he smirked.
Puck rolled his eyes and said, "Don't forget whose ass I kicked during practice the other night."
"Y'know, it's a shame Puckerman." Karofsky said. "If you didn't always hang around Lezpez you'd be respected again."
Puck grunted and replied. "Personally, I think having Santana's back as her best bud is a lot better than being respected by a bunch of slushy throwing homos from the football team."
Karofsky glared and slowly approached Puck. The crowd grew silent and watched the small interaction between the two. Karofsky suddenly moved, which caused Puck to flinch. The burly football player laughed and turned around to the crowd, urging them to laugh along with him. Puck began to laugh as well, which caused his teammate to turn around and without blinking an eye Karofsky fell to the ground.
Puck continued to sarcastically laugh as he pulled his fist back. "Hahaha! Bastard."
Santana chuckled at her friend's behavior, but soon she heard footsteps running towards her. The Latina swiftly turned around as she dodged a fist that belonged to Azimio. The crowd roared with cheers as Santana dodged another punch. Santana then lifted her leg and made her knee collide with Azimio's gut. A loud groan came about as she used her same leg to sidekick the boy's left oblique.
"THAT'S IT GIRL!" Mercedes cheered, "BEAT HIS ASS!"
Sam nervously chuckled and said, "Babe…Calm down."
Karofsky got up from the ground and made his way towards Santana, seeing that her back is facing him. He grinned as he tackled the Latina to the ground, causing a few cheers to surface from the Uptown kids. Puck gritted his teeth and was about to help his best friend, but fell to the ground when he tripped over something. He looked behind him and saw Azimio holding onto his leg.
"C'mere, Suckerman." He taunted as he got up and quickly pulled Puck by his shirt.
Puck dryly chuckled as he lifted his fist to punch Azimio, but the boy caught it. Puck growled as he lifted his other fist, but Azimio caught it again. With both hands in the grips of Azimio, Puck then attempted to use his legs but his eyes widened when he saw Azimio pulling his head back and colliding it against Puck's.
"SHIT!" Puck cried out as Azimio shoved him to the ground.
Azimio laughed and exclaimed, "THAT ALL YOU GOT?"
Puck got up and lifted his fist, aiming it right at Azimio's jaw. Puck quickly released his punch and watched as the football player stumbled back, his eyes were filled with rage as he held onto his jaw. Puck smirked and shook his hand. "That's right, bitch."
Azimio growled and went flying towards Puck, bringing the boy down to the ground, causing Puck to hit his head on the hard floor. Puck moaned in pain as Azimio got up and began to kick Puck in the stomach.
"PUCK!" Santana exclaimed as she tried to release herself from the dirty grips of Karofsky.
"Fucking Backstreets never learn, eh?" Karofsky said as he turned Santana around to give her a good punch on her pretty little face.
"OH HELL NO!" Tina shouted, causing Mike to jump from his girlfriend's outburst.
"Tina relax!" Mike whispered in her ear, "Santana and Puck got this. Just give them a little faith."
Tina nodded and clung onto Mike as they continued to watch. Santana groaned as she felt blood dripping down her nose. Her eyes widened when a big fist collided with her gut, causing her to almost cough up blood. The Latina could hear her friends calling out her name and all of the Uptowners booing at her. Santana feebly looked up at Karofsky who was about to punch her again. As his fist began to fly towards her, Santana quickly caught. Karofskky's eyes widened as Santana gave him a bloody smile.
"Didn't your mother tell you not to hit girls?" Santana said as she lifted her leg to kick the football player below the belt.
Karofsky's eyes widened and his face turned red from pain as his hands quickly covered his junk. Boys groaned along with Karofsky as they watched him crumble to the ground. Yeah, Santana knew that it was cheap of her to do that, but she had to get out of his clutches somehow. It seemed that Karofsky will be holding onto his boys for awhile. Santana then turned around and found Puck stumbling to get up. His forehead had a small cut on it with blood dripping down and she could see the bruises already forming on his arms.
"C'mon lil man!" Azimio taunted as he watched Puck get up. "I thought you is tough!"
Santana snarled and ran up to Azimio and with all her strength, she punched the 200 pound football player to the ground. Gasps and cheers erupted from the crowd as Santana stood up straight, looking down at Azimio with a blank look. The boy was trying to stand up, but for some reason he couldn't.
"Don't fuck with the Backstreets." She muttered and walked over to Puck, slinging his arm around her shoulder.
"Guys!" Mike called over as he and Sam ran over to them. Tina and Mercedes were quickly by Santana's side, helping her up while the boys were with Puck.
"Shit, you guys need medical attention." Mike said as they carried them to his car.
"Nah." Puck grinned and soon yawned out, "I just…need a nap."
Santana nodded in agreement. "Totally."
The four friends looked at each other and decided to take them to Mike's house. They got into their cars, leaving the two beaten duo in Mike's car. The car ride to Mike's house was quick and they carefully brought their friends inside. Mike's parents weren't going to be home for a week so it was perfect for Puck and Santana.
"What are we gonna tell our parents?" Santana asked as she laid on the couch, clutching an ice-pack on her stomach.
"I got it." Mercedes said, "I already called the Lopez's and told them that you'll be staying with me for a while."
"Yeah." Sam said, "I called Mrs. Puckerman and told her Puck will be crashing with me for a bit."
This was normal for Puck and Santana. When they were younger, they would stay in their friend's houses for a few days before going back home. Their parents were happy with the arrangement, seeing how Puck and Santana were making other friends.
"We kicked ass." Puck laughed, which caused him to groan after.
Santana grinned, "They'll be in worse shape than us tomorrow."
"I got the first aid kit!" Sam exclaimed as he came in the living room.
Mike grinned and took the box, "Awesome. Now come over here Puck so I can clean your wounds and that cut on your forehead."
Tina made her way to the first aid kit as well and grabbed a few things to clean Santana up as well. The room stayed silent as Mike and Tina began to disinfect the wounds and bandaging them up. After a few seconds the couple was done and watched as Puck and Santana began to mess around with each other. Mike frowned and told them to stop or else they'll hurt even more, but they didn't listen.
"All iiight yall." Mercedes said as she rolled her eyes, "You two need to be resting or else you won't be all healed up."
"You guys can have the two guest rooms." Mike said as he helped Puck up, with Tina helping Santana. "We'll do a check up on you two in a few hours. Just sleep for now got it?"
"Sure." Santana mumbled as Tina helped her into the bed. Slowly and painfully, Santana removed her jacket and dropped on the ground. Tina smiled as Santana slipped into bed and watched as the girl slowly closed her eyes.
"I won a few bucks thanks to you guys." Tina said softly as she tucked her friend in.
Santana chuckled, "I told you we'd win."
The next day at school, all Brittany could hear about was the fight. The girl wasn't much for violence, seeing how pointless it was for people to hurt each other instead of being friends. By the beginning of third period, Brittany and Quinn watched as Puck and Santana staggered in the room. Brittany could see Santana holding her chin up high, showing everyone that she's tough and doesn't need the pity that a few students gave her. When Santana passed Brittany's desk, the blonde saw Santana giving her a wink making the blonde roll her eyes. That girl was unbelievable.
By fifth period gym, they had to go outside on the track and run laps the whole class period with a partner. Brittany paired up with a Cheerio while Santana had to join a group of three, seeing as no one wanted to be Santana's running buddy. As they ran their laps, Brittany couldn't help but feel sad when she saw Santana forcing herself to run. The girl was still obviously injured and the gym teacher didn't really give a crap about his students so he didn't try to stop Santana from doing the laps.
Sixth period lunch, Brittany forced herself to listen to Artie's Halo video game story, but she kept on glancing over to Santana's table. The Cheerio was glad to see Santana smiling as her friends surrounded her. It was really nice to see a smile on her face instead of a frown or a blank look.
"Brittany?"
Brittany fixed her eyes back to Artie, who was looking at her curiously. She smiled at the boy and told him to continue on with his story. Artie grinned and picked up from where he left off. As he did, Brittany tuned out again. It was rude of her to do that, yes, but she can't help it. It seems that all Artie could talk about is video games or what latest thing happened at football practice.
The co-captain looked over at her best friend and saw Quinn staring into space as Finn talked. Brittany formed a smile, yeah Quinn totally knew how she felt. Finn has been talking about sports non-stop lately and quite frankly it's been annoying. Brittany's eyes wandered back to Santana's table. She looked at the people and saw Puck and Sam talking football maybe. Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes were probably gossiping and Brittany found Santana conversing with Rachel.
As Santana chuckled at something Rachel said, the Latina shifted her gaze to Brittany's table and found the blonde staring at her. The two locked eyes and neither of them could break away. Brittany felt her cheeks heating up and she could tell Santana was too since the girl's cheeks were tinted red. Santana broke into a smug looking smile and threw a wink towards the cheerleader.
Brittany's eyes widened comically but soon formed into a glare. Santana kept her smirk as she watched Brittany turn her head away from her. The blonde girl then turned back to Artie, who seemed oblivious to Brittany as he kept on rambling.
"—so now coach might have to put Puck in as a starter since Karofsky is hurt real bad." Artie said with a frown. "I mean, damn, I saw the fight myself and Karofsky and Azimio beat 'em up real well, but the next day Karofsky and Azimio don't show up cause they're still hurt but Puck and Lopez show up all dandy and shit as if the fight didn't even happen!"
Brittany blinked a few times to realize what Artie was talking about. The blonde dancer slowly nodded her head, not sure how to reply. Finn on the other hand snorted in agreement.
"We should get back at them for hurting Karofsky and Azimio." Finn suggested.
Quinn shook her head, "That's so childish, Finn."
"Naw, it ain't." Artie said in a fake ghetto accent. Once upon a time, Brittany found it to be cute, but now…She wasn't sure why she did.
"Finn's right. We should." Artie exclaimed.
"Violence isn't the answer." Brittany chimed in with a frown.
"Sometimes it is, babe." Artie replied, "Especially when one of our own gets beat up."
Brittany's frown deepened, "It's still not nice."
"Brittany." Artie rolled her eyes, "Babe, I got this. We'll just rough them up, right Finn?"
Finn nodded, "Yeah. Just scare them a bit. Throw a few slushies at them."
Brittany looked over at Quinn and saw uncertainty in her eyes. The two blondes looked at each other with worried looks while their boyfriends and some other football players plan their small threat towards the Backstreets. A few seconds later, Brittany got up and excused herself.
The school bell rang a few minutes later, signaling the students that lunch has ended. As everyone scrambled towards their classes, Brittany was left by herself since she had to use the little girl's room. Brittany grabbed her backpack from the empty lunch table and began to look for her study hall room.
"Miss Brittany Pierce."
Brittany closed her eyes as she sighed. The raspy voice was so distinctive that she doesn't have to guess who it is. Brittany turned around and found the said girl smirking at her. Brittany glared as Santana slowly approached her as if she was toxic.
"I see they did a real number on you." Brittany said monotone voice as she looked at Santana's face.
Santana shrugged, "I had business to take care of, Miss Pierce."
"Obviously." Brittany replied, "I heard about your scuffle."
"Scuffle?" Santana smiled for the first time. "I haven't heard anyone say that word besides Berry."
Brittany couldn't help but smile as well. Santana saw this and couldn't help but to make her smile a bit bigger. Santana casually shoved her hands in her back pockets and asked, "So Miss Pierce, where are you heading off to now?"
"Study hall." Brittany replied slowly and then asked, "What about you?"
"Bio." Santana said simply, "But I might ditch."
Brittany wrinkled her nose and asked, "Why? Then you'll miss all your work."
Santana smiled and leaned near the tall blonde girl, "I've done this plenty of times, Miss Pierce and I have managed to keep a 90 percent in that class."
The Cheerio blushed as she felt the hot breath trickling down her neck. Brittany shuddered as she could feel goose bumps forming as tentative fingertips were brushing down her arm. Santana smile turned into a smirk as she quickly pinned the blonde girl against the lockers. Brittany looked at the Latina with questioning eyes as Santana placed a hand beside the blonde's head.
"Miss Pierce, do you happen to be lost?" Santana murmured in Brittany's ear.
Brittany closed her eyes and tried to reply, but she stayed mute as Santana teasingly blew into her ear. Brittany took a deep breath and strongly said, "No. Can you please back off?"
Santana pulled back and raised an amused brow at the cheerleader. Brittany watched as the Backstreet girl threw her head back and gave out a light laugh. The blonde Cheerio blushed, thinking that maybe she was laughing at her. Santana's sudden out burst of laughter quickly died down to the Latina shaking her head.
"Come on. Tell me who's your study hall teacher." Santana said as she pulled away from Brittany completely, "Let's go before the late bell rings."
Brittany watched as Santana began to walk off without her. Brittany was confused, what was Santana's game? Is she being formal so she could get to date Brittany or is she gonna seduce her way to Brittany's pants?
Santana glanced over at Brittany and saw her in deep thought. Santana couldn't help but smile at how cute the blonde was being right now. Brittany caught the girl's smile and Santana quickly turned her head away, slightly blushing. Brittany shook her head and turned it forward. The dancer quickly caught up to Santana and the two headed towards the stairwell. They got up to the second floor and began to look for the classroom.
"Hey, there's my study hall room!" Brittany exclaimed happily.
Santana chuckled and said, "Yup. As I said before, I'll be always at your service."
Brittany watched as the girl did a little dorky bowing gesture before walking away. Brittany bit her lip, trying to stop the smile that was forming. She has to admit, what Santana just did a few seconds ago was dorky...but cute.
"Quinn!" Brittany called out as the last bell of the school day rang. Her best friend turned around and smiled as she greeted the taller blonde with an embrace.
"Hey B!" Quinn said as the two headed towards Brittany's locker. "Have you seen Finn?"
Brittany shook her head as she put in the combo for her locker. "I think he was with Artie and the other football players."
Quinn rolled her eyes, "I swear…"
The co-captain then opened her locker and the first thing she noticed was a picture of her self in a dancing pose. Brittany realized this was taken during her fourth period when her Algebra teacher decided to beat-box and Brittany got into the groove so she stood up and started to dance. Brittany grabbed the picture and turned it over. There was a little note.
Second Reason: The way you dance.
Every time you dance, I'm always hypnotized by it. The way you move is so carefree and relaxing that all I want to do is just watch you dance all day, every day.
Quinn gasped as she read the note behind Brittany. "Another one? That's sooo cute!"
Brittany grinned and lightly squealed as she clutched the photo near her chest. "Artie is being so romantic!"
Quinn nodded excitedly. "I wish Finn would do something like that for me."
"Maybe Artie is suggesting it to Finn?" Brittany exclaimed as she slipped the picture in her folder.
"I hope." Quinn said, "I kind of need some spark or something. I might…I might break up with him."
Brittany's eyes widened. "What? But you guys have been together for like two years! That's like impressive in high school."
Quinn shrugged and decided to change the subject. "Need a ride home?"
Brittany smiled, "Totally! But I wanna look for Artie first."
"Alright. I bet he's hanging around with Finn." Quinn said and linked arms with her best friend.
The two blonde Cheerios walked down the hallways and as they turned the corner, they found Finn and Artie cornering a certain duo of Backstreets. Brittany's eyes widened as Artie threw the slushy at Puck and Finn throwing his slushy at Santana. The two Backstreets gasped simultaneously as they felt the corn syrup seeping into their eyes.
"FINN! ARTIE!" Quinn exclaimed angrily.
The two turned around after watching Puck stumble back and Santana curling down to the floor. Finn's eyes widened, having that 'Oh shit' look on his dopey face while Artie's face looked absolutely caught off guard. Brittany's face hardened with disapproval while Quinn just looked pissed.
"The what HELL are you two doing?" Quinn said as she detached herself from Brittany. She approached her boyfriend and Artie with her HBIC look.
"I-I…W-We…" Finn stuttered. "Sh-Showing 'em not to m-mess with u-us?"
"Those two deserved it." Artie said, trying to get confidence in his voice but it faltered as Quinn's glare got intense. "So we g-gave th-them a slushy f-facial."
The two slushy throwers nervously looked around while Quinn sighed with annoyance. The blonde captain rolled her eyes and said, "Get out of here you two."
"But…" Finn said weakly.
"GO!"
"Yes ma'am." Finn muttered as he grabbed Artie's wheelchair and guided him out of the way. Artie looked back at Brittany with remorse in his eyes, but Brittany was too busy focusing her attention on the Latina that was furiously rubbing her eyes. Once Artie and Finn were out of sight, Brittany quickly ran to Santana's side.
"Fuckkk.." Santana hissed as she tried to rub the corn syrup away.
Brittany's face softened as she grabbed the girl's hands. "Don't do that, Santana. It'll only worsen it."
"Pierce?" Santana asked with her eyes tightly shut.
Brittany smiled and nodded, but she realized that Santana couldn't see so she said, "Yeah. Let's get you and Puck all cleaned up."
Quinn looked over at Brittany and saw her friend help Santana up. The captain of the Cheerios then looked over at Puck, who was looking like a child, rubbing his eyes with both his hands. Quinn had a faint smile on her face as she approached the Backstreet boy.
"Holy shit!" Puck exclaimed as he felt a hand grab his bicep. "Lopez? That you?"
"Puck?" Santana called out as Brittany guided her into the girl's room. "Where are you?"
Quinn rolled her eyes as she dragged Puck along with her in the girl's bathroom. Both Santana and Puck heard running water and before they knew it, wet paper towels were wiping the slushy off their eyes. Santana relaxed as she felt the stinging corn syrup go away and all the stickiness from her face disappeared.
"Are we being kidnapped?" Puck mumbled. He felt less sticky now since the 'stranger' had been cleaning his face up.
Santana snorted and said, "That scared, Puckerman?"
Puck scoffed at his best friend as he felt the wet paper towel removing the slush off his eyelids. "Fuck you, Lopez."
"Sorry, I don't play for your team." Santana replied smugly.
In return Puck laughed and soon opened his eyes once the stinging has stopped. He briefly looked at his best friend when he turned his head, that's when his eyes nearly bulged out of his eye sockets. He didn't expect the two most popular Uptown girls to be cleaning them up, especially since it was their boyfriends that gave them the slushy facials.
"Fabray?" Puck asked as he squinted his eyes, "Pierce?"
Santana chuckled as she opened her eyes as well. "Miss Fabray. Miss Pierce."
Quinn scrunched her nose and leaned near her co-captain. "Miss?" She whispered.
Brittany shrugged and whispered back. "She…She does that."
"Why?"
"I'm not so sure."
"Ladies!" Puck suddenly said as he clasped his hands together. "Do you two need something?"
Quinn raised a brow. "No. Why?"
Puck looked over at Santana who glanced back at the boy. Puck then placed his elbow on Santana's shoulder and leaned near her casually and said. "Well, it's not common for you two gals to help people like…us. So there must be a catch I'm not getting. Ain't that right, Lopez?"
Santana smirked and looked over at Brittany, who began to form a glare towards the Latina. Santana shrugged and replied. "I believe so, Puckerman."
"Well there isn't one." Brittany exclaimed. "We just felt bad for you guys. Can't we do something good once in a while?"
"Not really." Santana said teasingly.
Brittany hmpffed and crossed her arms. "Well sorry for helping you."
Santana eyed the blonde cheerleader and saw that she made her a little upset. The Latina glanced over at Puck and saw that he and Quinn were having a stare down. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, yeah Puck totally has the hots for Quinn Fabray and that head cheerleader totally feels the same towards Puckerman.
Suddenly a small ring was heard. All heads turned towards Santana who was pulling out her phone from her pocket. She opened her cell phone and saw that she got a message. It was from her Papi.
Need extra hands. Bring Noah if he doesn't have practice.
-Papi
Santana sighed and shoved her phone back in her pocket. She looked over at Puck and said. "Work."
Puck nodded and looked back at Quinn and briefly at Brittany. "Ladies." Puck said and walked off.
Santana shook her head and nodded her head at Quinn. "Miss Fabray." She then turned towards Brittany. "Miss Pierce."
Brittany eyed Santana cautiously as the Backstreet girl began to follow Puck out of the bathroom. Quinn looked at Brittany and asked. "Seriously. What was that about?"
The taller blonde nervously played with her skirt as Quinn continued to stare. Her best friend said her name again. "Brittany… Is there something going on?"
"Um… Like the other day, Santana asked me out." Brittany said softly.
Quinn's eyes widened and she leaned near the dancer. "You said no, right?"
"Of course!" Brittany exclaimed. "I mean…I am dating Artie!"
Quinn nodded. "Good. You guys are like too perfect. I mean he gave you those two pictures and those notes that came along with it."
"Yeah." Brittany agreed. "I can't ruin a relationship like that. I mean we've been together for six months!"
Quinn smiled. "Yeah. Maybe you'll last two years like me and Finn."
Brittany grinned and nudged her best friend. "I think you should do something to spark your relationship up. Like treat him out to dinner this time. I mean he always takes you out to dinner all the time so it's your turn!"
Quinn started to grin as she linked arms with Brittany. The two made their way out of the bathroom and out the school. "You're right, B. I'll take him out this Saturday night. It'll be fun."
"Totally." Brittany giggled.
They got to Quinn's car and got inside. Quinn started her car up and began to drive out of the student parking lot. "Has Santana Lopez been asking you out a lot lately?" Quinn asked, switching bag to the old subject.
Brittany looked out the window and bit her lip. "Yeah. I keep turning her down though."
"God." Quinn exclaimed. "I don't get why she can't take no for an answer."
"Yeah." Brittany mumbled. "I don't even get why she wants to go out with me."
Quinn slowed her car down as she saw the yellow light turning red. Once she stopped her car at the red light, she turned towards Brittany and said. "Britt, I think she's just trying to get you to date her so she could stop being a Backstreet loser. I mean think about it. It seems really ridiculous for a Backstreeter asking an Uptown girl like you out."
Brittany's eyes widened at the realization. "You're right, Q."
The red light suddenly turned green and Quinn stepped on the gas peddle. "I had to learn that the hard way." Quinn muttered under her breath.
"Huh?" Brittany looked over at Quinn with a raised brow.
"Nothing." She replied. Quinn forced out a grin and said. "Here we are. The Pierce residence."
Brittany looked out the window and found her home sitting right there in front of them. Brittany grinned back at Quinn and threw in a little wave. "Bye Q. Thanks for the ride!"
Quinn smiled. "Any time, B. When are you getting your car back anyway?"
Brittany got out of the car and replied. "Tomorrow? I gotta ask my dad."
"I still can't believe your engine exploded too." Quinn laughed. "That's such sucky luck."
"Tell me about it." Brittany laughed as well. "Pick me up tomorrow too?"
"Alright." Quinn said as Brittany closed the door and began to walk towards her home. Quinn began to sing softly as she drove back to her house.
A/N: OH SNAP!
Lol tell me what cha think.
