Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. I do own the main character in this fanfiction.
Sara follows Quinn in a shocked daze to Quinn's black Audi A4 parked in the mostly empty student parking lot. Quinn grabs her keys out of her purse and pushes the remote button to unlock the car's doors and gracefully eases herself into the driver's seat, glancing up she notices Sara staring at her slightly dumbstruck.
"I don't bite," Quinn says playfully to Sara with a cute smirk. Sara, still memorized by Quinn's beauty and her cute smirks, shuffles her way over to the passenger's side and clumsily gets her tall lanky frame into the passenger seat. Once Sara is seated, Quinn revs up the engine and pulls out of the parking lot. Sara shyly gives Quinn directions to the hockey arena.
"So, hockey?" Quinn inquires.
"Yeah I play for the Ohio Flames," Sara replies.
Quinn glances over to Sara quickly before returning her eyes back to the road, "Aren't they pretty good?"
"Yeah, we came in 5th place nationally last year," Sara comments back, watching the scenery go by.
"Wow that's really good," Quinn says, surprised that she hadn't know all of this about Sara before.
A small prideful smile passes over Sara's lips, "Thanks," she says softly. Sara steady keeps her eye on the passing scenery, trying to get her heart thumping under control. I'm in Quinn's car and she's sitting inches away from me, no big deal, Sara mentally attempts to tell herself.
Quinn, feeling pretty happy and safe today because of Karosky getting the slushie shower instead of her, teasingly asks, "Do you save people often?"
Sara turns a deep blushing red but notices the teasing tone in Quinn's voice. And before she can censor herself replies, "Only the pretty ones,"
Quinn's head snaps towards Sara's direction, if she thought Sara was red before it is nothing compared to now. Sara mentally wishes she could just die of embarrassment now, no need to let any more embarrassing comments out of her mouth.
"Thank you," Quinn softly replies in an appreciative tone. Many people compliment her trying to get in her pants or higher up the social ladder but the compliment from Sara didn't feel to Quinn as if it had any strings attached. Quinn felt an unusually flutter in her chest, it wasn't a bad flutter just not something she had ever felt before. Sara shifts nervously in her seat, thankful that Quinn didn't make a big deal about what she said.
Sensing Sara's discomfort, Quinn changes the conversation to something that Sara should feel more comfortable with, "How did your shopping trip go with Brittany?"
Sara relieved for the less stressful conversation, tells Quinn about her day shopping adventure with Brittany S. Pierce. For the rest of the ride, the car is filled with a soft spoken conversation that is occasionally broken by an adorable laugh from Quinn as Sara retells some of Brittany's more hilarious comments.
Quinn isn't ready for what she sees when she enters the hockey arena. The place is huge and there are people bustling around everywhere! Shocked, Quinn staggers down the stairs towards the seats near the hockey floor. A hockey arena employee hands her a stat sheet when she passes by. Sara had given her a free ticket and after telling her where to meet her afterwards had hastily left towards the women's locker room to get ready for the game. Taking a seat, Quinn begins to feel excited to watch the game as she watches the people around her dressed in sportswear talk animatedly about the upcoming game.
Soon the players skate out onto the ice and begin warming up. Sara looks around and quickly notices a golden halo of hair in the front row that could only belong to Quinn. Sara warms up for the game, can already feel her nervous jiggers seeping into her body. Skating around Sara takes a practice shot at the goalie and then skates in a wide circle. She passes by where Quinn is sitting and gives her a wave before turning back to practice. Shaking herself, Sara forces herself to calm down and focus her mind on the game.
Quinn never been to a hockey game before is busy watching everything going on but when one of the hockey place skates by in the white/red jersey uniform and waves at her she realizes that it has to be Sara. With the skater's back to her, Quinn was able to confirm her thoughts when she read 'Peregrym' in bold letters at the top of the jersey in red letters with a red number 5 in the center of the jersey.
A bell rings, signaling that the game is about to start. Looking at the stat sheet Quinn scrolls down until she reaches Sara's name. According to the sheet, Sara plays left defensemen and has already scored six goals for the season. Quinn doesn't know what it means to be a defensemen but she's sure she is about to find out.
The referee drops the puck and the game begins. Throughout the game Quinn focuses on the puck most of the time and keeps an eye out for whenever Sara is on the ice. Watching Sara Quinn comes to the conclusion that defensemen mainly protect the goalie when the puck is on their side of the ice arena and when the puck is on the other team's side Sara would mainly try to keep the puck inside the blue line or if she saw an opening make a snapshot at the goal post. Which Sara did quite a few times and two of the shots made it in.
Quinn hadn't realized what a rough sport hockey was, her family doesn't watch hockey considering it a sport more for the blue collar class and below them. Quinn was shocked at first when an opposing player slammed an Ohio Flame player in the back, causing her to fall and by the way the crowd was booing they didn't like it either. The refs hadn't noticed. Quinn was less surprised when that opposing player got slammed by Sara so hard into the wall that Quinn could hear it from the other side of the hockey arena. The opposing player looked pretty dazed when she finally got up but she didn't hit any more Ohio Flame players and steered clear from Sara.
In the last minute of the 3rd period an Ohio Flames player knocked the puck back to Sara and without even stopping the puck Sara took a powerful swing and slammed the puck passes the other skating players and between the goalies' legs into the goal net. Quinn jumped out of her seat and clapped excitedly with everyone else and whooped in a moment of pure excitement. The score ended up being 6-2 with the Ohio Flames winning.
Quinn has been waiting for quite some time for Sara to come out of the women's locker room. Checking around again, Quinn verifies that she is sitting at the correct bench that Sara said she would meet her at. Feeling a pair of eyes on her, Quinn looks up and locks eyes with a pair of beautiful emerald green eyes. Realizing that it's Sara, Quinn rises from her seat and steadily makes her way over to the green eyed girl.
"Sorry I took so long, I forgot to tell you that I needed to take a shower after the game," Sara apologizes once Quinn is close enough to hear, "or you wouldn't have let me in your car,"
"It's alright, you were fabulous out there by the way," Quinn replies back with a hint of awe in her voice.
Sara blushes and mutters, "Thanks, it's no big deal,"
"No really, you were awesome out there," Quinn insists, enjoying making Sara turns a darker red, "You are as valiant on the ice as off the ice." Sara feels her checks burning red and cocks her head in slight confusion at Quinn's last comment.
"You helped me with Karosky and on the ice you helped your teammate after she got hit by that other team's hockey player. You seemed to like to help people," Quinn explains as she continues to analyze Sara as if she is an interesting puzzle to solve.
"Oh, okay, um, thanks? You ready to go?" Sara says bashfully, slinging her hockey bag onto her shoulder. Quinn nods and heads towards the exit, Sara walking along side. Once they near the exit Sara holds the door open for Quinn. Quinn thanks Sara and leads them to her car.
Quinn unable to hold the comment in any longer turns to Sara and asks, "So you save only the pretty ones, does that mean you think your teammate is pretty?" Quinn battering her eyelashes innocently at Sara while attempting to smother an evil grin. Sara just sputters in response.
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