This cap has lots more of BrittBerry friendship than I thought it would, but I do love me some cute BrittBerry, so whatever. And someone who I love very much may appear as someone who never left Quinn's life and make me happy lol
I never wrote anything to do with musical numbers, so if anyone have any thoughts about how that ended up I would gladly read about it :)
Along all the random but really cute stuff that Brittany had texted me last night after they drove me home, she - I must say very much unsubtly - had let me know that she and Quinn had some kind of weird routine when on Fridays they would go earlier to school and spend some time just the two of them before everyone else got there. She also unsubtly told me that she was sure Quinn wouldn't mind if I showed up after like half of their time together was up - because she made sure to point out that Quinn needed her Baby B time, they were so ridiculously adorable. -, which was why I was on my way to school an hour earlier that I would normally.
As soon as I walked in the parking lot I spotted them on the furthest wall from the doors, the one closer to the bleachers and took my time to actually see them while I walked. Brittany, obviously in her Cheerio uniform, was leaning her whole body in the wall behind her while Quinn had her back pressed to Britt's front, leaning against her as the taller blonde kept her arms securely wrapped around her stomach and her head resting on her shoulder while they talked. My first thought was that I really couldn't believe how they could be so adorable and make such a cute pair, but then I finally took my time to look at Quinn's outfit and I felt like drooling, you know just forget everything, sit there and drool during the rest of my days. She was wearing a different pair of skinny black jeans, a tighter one and just her legs alone were mouth-drying complete with knee high black boots; you could only see how her fitting white top hugged her toned abs and the curves of her breasts as the rest of her upper body was hidden underneath a very badgirl kind of sexy black leather jacket...would it be really that bad if I actually had stopped just to stare a little bit more? But they had already seen me and were both beaming at me and waving for me to go there. Their position hadn't changed much until I got closer to them, it actually just seemed like Quinn had sought more of Brittany's embrace.
"Hey, Rach. Again this early at school?" - Quinn gave me a knowing smile and I felt that blush starting on my neck as Brittany poked her lightly and she giggled.
"Hm, yeah, I can stay really too much time in bed anymore, so I've been getting up earlier than usual." - It was a lame excuse, not a really untrue one, but still lame and I was sure of it as I saw the two girls sharing a quick look and a smirk.
"Anyways, is really nice to get go see you and hang out with you before school, Ray." - Brittany smiled at me, and I beamed at her nickname, it was just ridiculous cute coming from her and I loved it instantly. But still a dramatically change of subject was needed.
"I see you decided to accept my idea and keep the nose ring, Quinn." - She grinned at me, but her expression was soft and relaxed.
"You were right, again. Truth is, my Skank phase wasn't just an act, it was actually me trying to express something. Something that it's still here, and it feels good to acknowledge that in some way." - I smiled brightly at her, because this girl, I was so proud of her and how she had grown to accept everything that she was.
"Plus, you look totally awesomely hot with it." - Yup, and also that Brittany, also that. Brittany winked at me as Quinn looked down and blushed slightly, and I decided to jump into the game.
"Also, this leather jacket. Are you trying to actually make someone drown in their own drool Quinn?" - She blushed furiously, before glaring at me, and I just smirked. - "What? Really, you can't take a compliment?" - Brittany giggled and squeezed her a little when she sighed.
"Yes, I can take a compliment, so thanks both of you." - And then that mischievous smirk was in her face. - "And yes, I may want to make a someone drown in their own drool." - She arched a challenging eyebrow at me and I also saw as Britt smirked proudly behind her when I could only hardly swallow.
Before any of us could say anything else there was a loud shout of "Quinn" and the three of us looked out for who had shouted and right there sat in the first stair of the bleachers was Mack. I watched as she looked right at Quinn and motioned toward the back of the bleachers, and I felt my stomach twisting. Quinn only arched one eyebrow looking questioningly at her. When Mack only shook her head and let her shoulders drop a little Quinn quickly nodded, Mack got up and sent both me and Britt a nod before disappearing. I wanted to go after her and smash her face against the ground, because again she was going to have Quinn, she was going to kiss Quinn and touch her and ugh. I only looked up again when Quinn sighed sadly and stepped away from Brittany.
"It must be her father again. One figures that once he abandoned her he wouldn't be a bother anymore, but he apparently just won't ever stop." - Wow, then I just really wanted to smash my face against the ground, because I had no idea what those kind of troubles felt like so I shouldn't ever try to judge and always try to remember that they were not dating and that I was only starting to step into Quinn's life. - "See you guys later." - Brittany pulled her into a tight hug but I chose not to, so I got on my tip toes and gave a kiss on her cheek, to which she smiled brightly before walking away.
"Even tho sometimes it annoys me that Mackenzie takes Quinn away from us like this, I can't really blame her, if I had that kind of trouble and didn't have Santana I would probably do the same. I mean, I've kissed lots of people and Q is like the best kisser ever with no doubt." - Brittany said that in such a conversational tone that it took me a second to actually catch the meaning of her words...and what? Not that I doubted Quinn would be a fantastic kisser but..
"How would you know that, Britt? I mean, Quinn told me that that night after Puck's party when you kissed her it was like a ghost kiss, just tender and soft." - She actually smirked at me, and it was just so many different kinds of wrong how sexy I thought she looked that I almost let myself blush.
"I could just totally tell by that one kiss, but I actually did kiss Quinn again after that, you know to make sure." - I gaped at her, because just how? Santana would have killed Quinn, did I actually have an aneurysm? - "At the beginning of the school year San and I were bored in one of our classes so we made a bet: whoever got to hold it longer while being eaten out in the sauna at the cheerios locker during lunch could have whatever she wanted." - I felt the blush burning my whole body right now and I couldn't believe she was telling me that so unabashedly, but she looked like she wasn't really in this world while telling me that, and I cringed at the thought that she may be remembering it in details in her mind. Quinn was so wrong about the whole 'they're not doing that anymore' thing. -"So when I won I told San that I wanted to get to make out with Quinn once without she getting mad at us. It was epic, Quinn has amazing skills with her tongue and she is forceful in a different way that Santana is, I don't know it was just really good." - I blinked several times and was having a hard time trying to swallow through my dry throat. I was mostly focused on not picturing the two of them making out, I mean, yes, I think they are adorable the greater part of the time but, damn, would they be really hot. And all those images kept coming to my mind and I felt myself getting hot so I shifted slightly on my feet trying to get away from that awkward feeling. When I looked up I caught Brittany watching me with an amused expression. - "It's okay to picture Q and I making out, Rachel. Santana only let that happened if she could be there to watch. She never said it with those words, but I know she knew it would be hot so she wanted to be there." - I groaned slightly because really, too much information. Brittany giggled at me before putting her arm around my shoulder and bumping our hips. - "C'mon, I'll walk you to your locker and there are a few things I'd like to ask you. First, is it true that you dropped your Senior Class President campaign?" - She looked down at me, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as we walked toward the doors.
"Hm, yes I did. I didn't really have a great purpose for it. I mean, yes, it would look great on my application to NYADA, but I already have the lead on the musical. Plus, it would make me feel better if I helped you to get elected." - I smiled tentatively at her and she beamed brightly at me squeezing me tighter against her side.
"Really? Oh, that would be great, Ray! I could really use some more ideas for the debate and you know Kurt better than San or Q, so it would be really helpful." - I nodded enthusiastically at her, it would indeed be great, and I could deal with the whole having to spend time with Santana thing later. - "Okay, and now second, how are you holding up?" - She suddenly was serious and I was kinda lost in the middle of the transition.
"Hm, what?"
"How are you holding up? With the whole Q thing, being in the friends level and being around her and her awesomeness all the time?" - I chuckled a little but then I stopped to think about her question and I scoffed.
"Does she really have to look that hot all the time?" - I knew I sounded desperate but I was a seventeen year old sexually frustrated teenager and she had always made me horny! Brittany just chuckled. - "And what's with the change of wardrobe. Normally her sundresses just made me want to tackle her because she looked so gorgeous and adorable, but now the jeans and jackets, I want to jump her and ravish her and...I even made it worse on myself by telling her she should keep the nose ring, do you have any idea of the things that it makes me feel?" - She looked wide-eyed at me for a second before bursting out in laughter.
"Wow, Q really makes you that sexually frustrated?" - I could only nod, because I really didn't mean to say all that. - "Well it must be some kind of karma payback, you know for all these years of really sexy short skirts." - She just shrugged and I gaped at her. - "What? You're hot, Rachel. You have amazing legs, and you really shouldn't hide the rest of your body behind these sweaters you use. If you wanna change it a little bit anytime, just let me know." - She winked as I only nodded, and I truly think that no-one had ever called me hot besides Noah, and it was like the third time she said it. - "As for the change of wardrobe, Quinn just isn't playing a role anymore, so she wants to show all sides of her, what best way than by fashion. It's something she's been always good at. She still loves to be girly Quinn, but she has her days of butch, nerd, badass and sexy as well." - That actually made an awfully amount of sense and something said to me that they hadn't talked about it and it was all Brittany's ability on reading people and being actually wise about what she saw. She stopped right by my locker and kept talking while I took my books out.
"If you ever think that I'm being too noisy just let me know. I'm just asking you these questions because I believe you don't have anyone else to talk about it, and it's good to talk." - I peaked through my locker door to give her a bright smile and a nod telling her she should keep going. - "So, last question for today...I just was wondering how do you feel about the whole Mackenzie thing." - It was more of a statement than a question, because she wasn't interrogating me she was being a friend. So I closed my locker and looked right at her when I answered.
"I try to keep in mind that they're not dating and that she is not unavailable, tho it does not make it hurt any less. Also, I'm trying to keep in mind that I'm just getting to be friends with her, so I can't expect for it to be okay if I jump her bones... and I'm not exactly sure if she actually is, but if she's flirting with me like I think she is, it's not making it any easier." - She kept nodding while I talked, but she didn't say a thing until I was done taking my things and locking my locker.
"She's definitely flirting with you, she's pretty free about her sexuality around people she trust and she's a naturally flirty person, even tho I know that's hard to believe with the way she acted around school and her rep with boyfriends." - I sighed because of course Quinn just wouldn't make it easier on me. - "So, did you accept that you're actually already in love with her?" - It caught me out of guard in a way that I was getting used to, because talking to Brittany was like getting insight about things that you keep running around but not actually getting to. Well, I was officially screwed, because if I hadn't accepted it before I was sure accepting it then. I rested my head against the cold locker before nodding against it. Her body pressed against mine barely a second later and she wrapped her arms around me, and I definitely could understand why Quinn hadn't wanted to disentangle herself from Britt earlier, it felt like nothing could get to me.
"Shhh, really, it's okay, Ray. There are some people that you just can't help but fall in love with, and Quinn and Santana are that kind of people...when you actually get to know them, they're that kind of people, they're just so smart, trust-worthy, sweet and beautiful." - I cringed as the thought of Santana being a closeted sweetie came to my mind again. - "I've been pretty much in love with Santana since 1st grade when I met her. And I've been in love with Quinn since she came to school, if I wasn't already so engrossed with the idea of Santana being mine I would had gone after Quinn for sure, but now she's only my best friend that I'll always have a crush on, or something like that. Which is why Santana really didn't get mad when I wanted to make out with Q, I've wanted to since day one." - I was frozed in place, between her arms and I had no idea what to do or say, Brittany was just so emotionally fluid and I was just a mess right now. She squeezed me a little before adding. - "Plus, you and Quinn were meant to sort all your stuff out so you and I could be friends and who knows what can happen with the two of you." - I turned quickly and hugged her like my life depended on it, I buried my face on her chest trying to suppress a sob and I was extremely grateful that she seemed to be just as touchy-feely as I was when she pulled me as closer as she possibly could.
"Hm, is everything okay with the hobbit?" - I froze in the instant that Santana's voice reached me, but Brittany just brushed her hands soothingly through my hair making me relax. I felt as her head turned to look at Santana and when she nodded. Her head did not turn back for a few long minutes and I wondered if the two of them could do that thing when people are so close that they can talk through looks. Apparently they could because Santana's voice came a lot softer when she spoke again.
"So are you guys ready to our English class? Quinn must already be there, coz I saw Mack leaving as I got in." - They were both looking at me and I nodded as Brittany slowly let go of me, I kept my head down trying to wipe a few tears off my face. When I finally looked up I saw that the two of them were making some kind of perimeter around me, making me invisible for any noisy student. I smiled gratefully at them and as Britt winked Santana gave me a weirdly caring nod. That aneurysm, so close. They linked pinkies and started to walk through the hallway, and I was ready to just walk quietly behind them until Brittany reached for my arm and linked it with hers. It was definitely a weird sensation to walk through the hallway and have people going out of their ways so you can pass, it was actually kind of freaking me out. I looked at the other two girls and watched as Santana walked glaring at everyone in the hallway and Brittany had that living in the clouds smile on her face, but when they turned to look at me, in perfect synchrony I may add, both winked playfully before getting back to their ways. And for the first time, the thought of Santana being a sweetie didn't scare me, it actually made me feel quite warm inside.
We entered the classroom and Quinn was actually already there and apparently she had saved seats for us, one by her side and the ones right behind her. As we entered she smiled at us but it dropped a second later when she looked at my face, I had totally forgot that I must had been red from the little crying and the trying to not cry more. She looked blankly at Brittany, who looked back at her, then at Santana, and Santana looked at Quinn who looked back at her and then at Brittany again, and damn they definitely knew how to communicate with looks, I was completely lost there. At the end they all nodded and Quinn smiled warmly at me again and pointed to the chair by her side, as the three of us walked to our seats I shot a questioning look towards Brittany, and she apparently understood that I wanted to know what she had looked-told Quinn because she shook her head and winked at me, before sitting almost on top of Santana and talking quietly by her ear. Did they actually think they were subtle? Really? As I sat Quinn quickly took my hand and squeezed it lightly, her eyes staring right at mine and I felt myself getting lost in that green sea once again.
"You good?" - She spoke so softly that if it were anyone else they wouldn't be able to take me out of my daze, but her voice always caught my attention right away. I smiled at her and nodded, because really how could you tell someone that your problem is that you're in love with them? Right, you can't. So I just squeezed her hand back and she seemed to be more relieved as our teacher walked in the classroom and started the class.
After class we went our separated ways and I didn't see any of them during the rest of the day, so when the time for glee club came I was eager to get to the choir room. When I got there the three of them where already there seated side by side on the right side of the room. Santana was talking with Noah and Mercedes - who were seated right behind her - while Brittany talked excitedly with Artie from behind of Quinn's chair. Blaine and Kurt were in the same side as the girls but in the last row right in the back while Tina and Mike were on the left side closer to Mr. Schue and Finn was seated there as well talking with Mike. But Quinn was seated there quietly glaring at the floor, in a really weird way. She didn't even realize when I took a seat by her side.
"Hey you." - I whispered by her ear and she nearly jumped right out of her chair. She turned to look at me and our faces were so close that I could see the little almost completely covered in make up freckles on her nose, I took a deep breath as I watched Quinn's eyes roaming through my face, stopping at my lips, then again at my eyes and we stayed there just staring at each other, until I heard faintly in the background Brittany's voice.
"San, when do you want me to pick you up so we can go leave our stuff at Quinn's?" - Quinn seemed to snap out of whatever we were on as soon as I did, and she glanced guiltily at me then at the two girls.
"Hm, guys, did I forget to tell you that Rachel is driving us and that I'm going to sleepover at hers then?" - She smiled sweetly at them, looking like a puppy ready to be kicked, and Santana looked ready to kick her.
"I thought we had agreed that me and B would be sleeping at your house, Fabray."
"When did I agree to it?" - Quinn looked really shocked and while Santana scoffed at her Brittany only smiled at the two of them.
"Uh, yesterday after we dropped Berry at her house." - Well, there goes my weekend of bonding with Quinn.
"Really?" - She looked at me, then at the two girls, and at me again so I decided to let her out of her misery.
"You guys could come and sleepover too, it would be...uh, fun." - I knew I wasn't sounding very confident about it, and Quinn's apologetic face showed it clearly. Santana only smirked at me and leaned through Britt's lap to whisper.
"Are you sure you can deal with all that amount of gayness, Berry? I mean, your dads, Quinn and.." - Santana looked like she was damning herself for that short lack of filter between her brain and her mouth, she looked so torn as her eyes passed all of our three faces, but when she saw the look of pride and the encouraging smiles on Quinn's and Britt's faces she quickly cleared her throat and finished her sentence. - "And me and Britt. Are you sure you won't feel left out?" - She even managed to put out a little sarcastic smirk, but I only smiled back at her, because come on, Santana was talking to me about she and Brittany, I almost felt like we were going to be able to survive to each others presence.
"I'm more than absolutely sure that I'll fit right in Santana, it's where I belong apparently." - She arched her eyebrows at me but Quinn and Brittany only smiled. - "Plus, the level won't be that high, my parents are out for the weekend." - At that Santana brightened and shot me a knowing look. What? It's not like I invited Quinn over so I could try and make our bonds tighter and maybe test her drunk boundaries, nope, not at all, and Santana was a bitch.
"Oh, that will be great. I'm so totally bringing my duck pajamas." - Brittany squeaked excitedly and smiled brightly at all of us and I giggled as Quinn and Santana immediately smiled back.
"Rachel, would you come here for a minute?" - I looked over at the other side of the row of chairs and Mr. Schue was smiling at me in that creepy way and I sighed before getting up to take the seat by his side. - "So, I've seen that you and Finn aren't together anymore and apparently things haven't ended very well." - He looked disapprovingly at me, and how dared him?
"Things are awkward because Finn seems to lack the ability of understanding when someone does not want to be with him and keeps chasing and bothering me about the matter." - He had a slight smile on his face but looked plainly confused and, oh my god, those two were so alike, how hadn't I seen it before!
"But I thought you were in love with him and that you two wanted to totally be together. I mean, there was a duet ready to be yours on sectionals." - I narrowed my eyes at him, because really, really?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Schuester, but not a single thing about my love life is your business. And I could easily sing a duet with Noah, Kurt, Blaine or even Mike, have you seen how Mike's singing has improved? He's making an amazing Riff. Or, you could put Finn to sing with any of the girls, they would all be more than able to do it amazingly. The truth is that Quinn was right last year: when I sang a solo at competitions we won, when Sam and Quinn sang a duet and Santana a solo we won and both times that Finn and I sang a duet we lost. I'm not saying that we were bad because it's impossible, I'm never anything but completely amazing, but it must be bad juju or something, so I refuse to sing with him." - I heard a little scoff behind me, and of course Finn had asked Mr. Schuester to talk to me, how childish of him, UGH.
"Mr. Schue?" - Quinn was still on her seat but was staring right at us with narrowed eyes and I had a feeling Finn wasn't the only one watching us. He looked at her expectantly and with a lazy smile that now that I had seen the similarity with Finn's I just wanted to rip it right off his face. - "If it's not a problem I would like to perform a song before we start discussing whatever you wanted to discuss today." - He looked shocked, possibly almost as much as I felt, but nodded and motioned for her to take the room. She stood up and walked towards the band and talked with them for a minute, they all looked really shocked and, god, what was she going to do? - "So, I have some anger, defeat and other bad feelings that I need to get out of me and I thought it may be a nice way of doing it." - She looked at me and winked, confident Quinn right away, why was it so sexy, damn. - "Also, I have to pay a bet that was made.." - At that she glared at Santana who was smirking smugly while Brittany looked between the two of them smiling. - "So, I apologize in advance for anything inappropriate that will definitely come." - Wait, what? Before anyone could say a word she gave a little nod to the band, closed her eyes tightly and started with her soft voice.
I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both.
Was she really going to sing that song? Was I dreaming or was that aneurysm messing up my head? She opened her eyes and for a second looked straight at me and I felt the fire in her - now completely gold - eyes burning my insides and when she averted her eyes I just kept staring at her because, Quinn was such an amazing view. Then she quickly looked at Santana and walked towards her.
Another version of me, is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
At the perverted part she stopped in front of Santana and arched one of her perfect eyebrows. And at the next verse she put one hand at Santana's thigh and went down to the ground without averting her eyes from hers. Santana's smirk had gone completely down as she licked her lips quickly. As Quinn got up and kept singing my mind became one of those weird mosaic things you see in television. While the central part of it was focused on Quinn and the way she was moving so sexily, all around her image I spotted our friends reactions: Mr. Schue had his mouth covered by his hand and a panicked look in his face; I could clearly hear Mike and Tina giggling while tapping in the rhythm of the song; I could also faintly hear Finn murdering his stupid "mail man" mantra; Blaine and Kurt shared a brief knowing look before focusing on Quinn again; Puck had a pleased smirk in his face and an arched eyebrow while Mercedes had her mouth slightly open like she couldn't believe what she was seeing; Artie looked amused and was doing that weird thing with his hands that he always does; Brittany was smiling brightly while cheering Quinn on and Santana had wide panicked eyes like she couldn't believe how all had turned kind of against her - I mean any doubt that the song was her choice?
At the chorus everyone started to sing with her, well anyone but me, I was too focused on the way Quinn's hips were swaying or how her hands would travel through her legs and her stomach and the fire that never left her eyes or her voice.
At the second part of the song Quinn moved towards Brittany with a cocky smirk on her face, she stopped in front of her but looked towards Puck and Mercedes singing to them.
You seem very well things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I though you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
But it was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
She punctuated the 'fuck' part with such force that even Noah's smirk got lost. As she went on with the music she straddled Brittany's hips - who's hands rested immediately upon them - singing the chorus again with everyone in the room while doing some kind of sexy half body rolling with her upper body. When came the part of the band solo she got up and took Brittany's hand pulling her up as well and both of them started some kind of slow motion robot dancing, that if I wasn't trying really hard to not make any sound as I squirmed in my seat I would've probably laughed of, but I could only stare at Quinn, because god, that girl was everything, really.
'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
That was me, and I'm not going to fade as soon
As you close your eyes, and you know it
Quinn had taken Brittany's hand and was now singing directly at her with that same fired golden look until she smirked smugly, twirling Brittany gently until she was facing her back and scratched it with her nails lightly while singing the next verse and looking directly at Santana, who only looked at her in awe, mirroring everyone's expression as well as mine I believe. I actually felt like this was some kind of ritual of freedom for Quinn inside of the Glee Club, but not even that thought and the flash of pride that I felt were able to distract me of how turned on I was.
And every time I scratch my nails
Down someone else's back, I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?
Quinn took a step back from Brittany and turned her around again before smiling at her and then while singing the final part of the song she called everyone to join her with one finger motion. While everyone got out of their dazes and were now jumping around and singing, I stood there - only out of my chair by instinct - for a second before I felt arms hugging me from behind and Brittany's rushed voice on my ear.
"Are you sure you're not gonna faint or get sick from trying so hard to not jump her?" - Her voice was totally serious and I realized that my face must have shown how uncomfortably turned on I was.
"No, I am not sure. Is it so clear?"
"I guess so, at least for the ones that know about it." - Well, at least Santana had the decency to not be there smirking at my face, that was all her fault after all. But I did catch Tina's concerned look and I felt like jumping in a hole. - No-one's really blaming you, I mean, I had to try really hard to not jump her, and Santana is right here and I bet she had to try really hard too. She's full on sexy Quinn and I believe Finn did just run out of the room." - I looked around and Finn really wasn't there, but I also realized that the performance was over.
"Brittany, I need to get out of here, I can't handle a conversation right now without trying to rip off her clothes." - She got my hand and pulled me right out of the room and into the girls bathroom.
I went right to one of the sinks and splashed water on my face, once, twice, five times and it didn't help at all.
"I need a shower, that's what I need, I never felt this hot in my entire life. Why? Really, why couldn't I just be in love with handsome cute but that has no idea how to be sexy Finn?" - I turned to look at Brittany while drying my face and she was bitting her lip trying not to laugh but I could clearly see the amusement in her eyes. - "Brittany this is not a matter for laughter!" - I tried to scold her but she only burst out laughing, so since I really didn't feel like glaring at her, ever, I pouted instead.
"Ray, I'm sorry, but it's just...you are so right, Finn is so not sexy and I just thought about him trying to be sexy and I couldn't help myself." - At that I had to giggled because well I knew what it looked like first hand. - "But, you couldn't fall in love with Finn because that would be a totally waste of your hotness, you make such a better couple with Quinn." - She shrugged and smiled at me and I just sighed, why couldn't things just be easier. - "And don't worry we'll make totally worth it that we got all up in your sleepover plans with Quinn. It's gonna be your turn to make her all hot and bothered. I'm going to get ready with you at your house. I'll be your own fairy godmother, maybe I'll find a way to get us a pumpkin carriage." - She winked at me and looked me over before getting a thoughtful look on her face and I had no doubt that she was already planning whatever I would be wearing. Well, that could be fun, right? I never really had a friend to get ready with to parties, so yeah, it would be fun.
"Okay, I think I'm ready to go back now." - She nodded and put her arm around my shoulders and I slipped my arm around her waist as we walked back into the choir room, everyone was around the piano with Mr. Schuester, except for Quinn and Santana that were on their chairs. Everybody turned to look at us but I avoided all eyes, especially those crazy beautiful hazel ones. We took our seats and I leaned over to look at Santana when Brittany asked her what we had missed.
"Uh, Mr. Schue told Quinn that he understood the choice of song seeing that she was angry and everything but that he still thought it was inappropriate and asked her to think before just singing whatever came to her mind." - She shot Quinn an apologizing look and I saw by the corner of my eye as Quinn shrugged.
"Whatever, he probably just thinks that I'm still playing some kind of role. At least this time he didn't yelled at me to grow up or that I ever only think about myself." - She didn't sound angry, she sounded amused and that just made me want to hit that stupid excuse for a teacher right in the face. When did he say it? How could he think of saying something like this?
"Hold your sinfully short skirt together, Berry, I can actually feel you fuming from here. But I still can't believe he said that either." - At least Santana did sound angry. Brittany only gave Quinn's thigh a squeeze before turning to talk with Santana and for some reason I just knew that Brittany probably knew something about the way this matter made Quinn feel that no-one else knew.
"Are you okay? You weren't here when I finished the song." - Quinn looked at me and I could see that need for my approval in her eyes, just like when she danced with Brittany and I sighed preparing myself.
"It was brilliant, Quinn. Not the choice of song that I would have made, clearly, but easy to see that it was Santana's. And you made the performance heart-stopping sexy. I believe you left everyone in awe." - I finally locked my eyes with hers, now a little bit more green, and the way they were shinning to me, and very possibly for me made my heart do a little happy jump. But then she smirked cockily and something a little bit lower than my heart did a little jump as well.
"Did I leave you in awe?" - Of course she had to finish that with an arched eyebrow, did she know how disturbingly sexy that was? I lowered my eyes, because there was no way that I could answer that honestly while looking at her eyes without word vomiting something like 'It made me want to rip of your clothes and lick your whole body'.
"Definitely." - She nudged me lightly and when I looked up I saw that she had a genuine happy smile on her face as she murmured a 'great' while staring at me. I had already lost count of how many times Brittany had saved me of the weird situations I'd put myself into the last couple of days, but again she turned to us and asked in that light tone of hers.
"Q, would you mind dropping Santana at her house? Rachel will come with me, cause I'll just stop by at my house to get clothes and stuff and then I'll get ready with her at her house." - Now it was clear why Santana had that half scowl half pout at her face and it was so goddamn endearing. Quinn looked at me for a second and I only smiled at her.
"Sure, B. I'll drop little miss I-pout-because-my-girlfriend-won't-spend-every-second-with-me at her palace." - Santana scoffed but Brittany and I smiled at Quinn, goofy-dork Quinn was so adorable. Brittany turned back to Santana as Quinn turned back to me and there was the staring thing again.
"So, what was your bet with Santana about?" - Her expression hardened a little, but then she sighed deeply.
"I said that Sam wouldn't react well when I told him about me and Santana said that he would be totally fine and probably already know about it, and she was right." - Was she talking about..
"Sam?" - I looked questioningly at her and she smirked back.
"Yeah, you know, Sam Evans. Impressions, Na'vi, Bieber singing ,abulous, really cute big lips, best boyfriend I had Sam Evans?" - I scoffed at her.
"Of course I remember Sam, Quinn! I just had no idea you guys still talked." - At that she smiled brightly.
"Yeah, we skype or talk on the phone at least once a day. If we don't we text or email each other. We got to have a really great friendship when I started babysitting his siblings, Sam is such a great guy and I really wanted to keep in touch with him, so we did." - I nodded because even while having a crush on Quinn I could admit that Sam was good to her and he really is a nice guy.
"So, he was okay with it?" - One point more for him, I mean he was okay with Kurt being gay and really supportive with the Karofsky thing but I thought he would have a problem with his ex-girlfriend being gay.
"And he already kind of knew. He said he could feel how I wasn't really into him or into Finn after, and that he had seen me, he always saw me." - She smiled lightly at that, and she was right, Sam cared about people, really cared so he actually looked at them. - "I told him he was the closest I came to almost being straight. Because I actually loved him, but in a almost siblings kind of way, Sam is like one of those huge labrador dogs you know? He's cute and goofy and I just wanted to take care of him after what I did and he was still just as great with me. Also I could always actually be myself around him because he didn't care, I didn't need to be the Queen Bee." - I stayed quietly just silently thanking Sam Evans for being so good to Quinn when she wasn't on her greatest time. Somehow we got involved in a discussion that Brittany was having with Santana about how she believed that Lord Tubbington had eaten her little turtle from its aquarium and Quinn kept teasing Santana about how the cat has almost as bad habits as she had and that she was probably the one teaching him.
When Mr. Schue dismissed us Brittany quickly got up and put her arm around me, guiding me through the hallways. When I looked behind me I expected to see a scowling Latina and a teasing blonde, but Quinn and Santana had both arms around each other as they walked quickly to catch up with us while laughing and bumping at each other. I was already getting used to walking through the hallways like this, and when those two got to where we were and Santana bumped my hip happily I didn't think that I could feel more happy.
SONG: Alanis Morisette - You Oughta Know