So im sorry the chapters are so short but its how im writing them. Let me know if I should continue switching point of views or stick with one. Oh and normal disclaimer stuff I do not own south of nowhere or glee but if I did south of nowhere would still be on and glee would never end. Anyways on to the story
Spencer's p.o.v
After about an hour of unpacking and dancing our butts off I look over at Q and she looks like she is about to pass out on me but Im to wired to go to sleep just yet. "Hey Q you want to go get some coffee? I seen a coffee shop down the road when we came in." I say with my famous head tilt. I should mention that no one can resist the Carlin head tilt it is that adorable.
"Damn it Carlin you know no one can say no to that head tilt of yours."
See I told you no one can resist it. I laugh a little and grab my purse and we head out in need of caffeine to refuel to continue unpacking our lives. We get in and it seems fairly busy so I wonder what is going on. I look around and spot a stage up near the front and it clicks that people must be here for poetry. Just as I think this someone gets on stage and confirms my suspicion. I look over at Q and she just shrugs and points to a table. We sit there talking about whatever comes to our minds until all the sudden I feel like someone is watching me. I look over and there is this brunette staring at me and to her friend who then looks up in our direction. I nudge Quinn and tell her we are being watched, she looks up and just smiles. I look at the scene and smile a little until I notice the first girl starting to get up to come talk to us. Unfortunately she stops short when the first performer gets on stage. I smile to myself that was a nice try. I nudge Q and point to the door luckily for me she gets the hint. We got outside, link arms and start heading to our new home for the next couple of years.