Chapter 10
Phoenix's hair was tied up in a loose bun and her glasses were resting on her face as she rapidly tapped her pencil against her book. How was she supposed to pay attention to homework if the only thing she could think about was how royally screwed she was right now?
Asking a girl she had known for two days, in a town she had been in for barely a week, on a date?
She was so out of her depth.
A knock on the door snapped Phoenix out of her morbid thoughts and she almost leapt off the couch, rushing to open the door and smiling in relief when she saw who it was.
"Thank you so much for coming so quickly," Phoenix says in one breath.
"Well, you did sound utterly panicked and I don't want you to embarrass yourself on your first date," Quinn teases, walking into the apartment and appraising Phoenix's appearance.
Who knew something so casual could look that attractive?
Quinn falters at the direction her mind takes looking at Phoenix, but quickly brushes it off. It was just appreciation of a fellow female and pregnancy hormones.
Right?
"I have absolutely no idea where to take her, what to wear, what to do," Phoenix lists in a small voice, flopping down face first on her couch.
"It can't be that hopeless," Quinn says, laughing at how overwhelmed Phoenix looked.
"It is," Phoenix whines, her voice muffled against the couch.
"Come on Nix," Quinn smiles, tugging at Phoenix's arms to coax her off the couch, "I already know where you can take her, so let's have a look at your clothing situation," Quinn says, before rethinking her statement, "Or lack of it really."
Phoenix playfully smacks her arm but she allows the blonde to drag her to her bedroom.
"You were serious when you said you were in a crisis huh?" Quinn just stares at the pile of clothes covering almost the entire bed, a look of fascination in her eyes.
"It's not funny Q," Phoenix pouts.
"Okay okay, I'm sorry, you're right," Quinn apologizes with a smile and starts digging into the clothes. Phoenix walks to her desk and switches her music on and grabs her laptop before sitting on the bed next to Quinn, causing the blonde to raise her eyebrow and glance at her.
"Music is needed when doing labor work," Phoenix reasons.
"This isn't labor work Phoenix," Quinn says impassively.
"You're just mean."
"Especially for you," Quinn winks, making Phoenix stick her tongue out at the blonde.
"Moving on," Quinn chuckles, "There's a carnival about 30 minutes from here and I think Britt would love that."
"Elaborate."
"Well, it's the classic kind of fair, cotton candy, games, carousels. You can look for it on the net," Quinn says.
"Oh my god, Brittany will love that!" Phoenix says excitedly, immediately looking for pictures of the place.
"I just said that," Quinn laughs, picking out a dark blue top and throwing it at Phoenix's head, who just pulled it off, busy looking at her laptop.
"Don't be violent Quinnie," Phoenix says, glancing up and winking at the blonde.
"Don't call me Quinnie, Fee-Fee," Quinn deadpans.
"Touché."
They both sit in comfortable silence for a while, humming along with the music as Phoenix goes through the details of the fair on the internet. Quinn sorts through her clothes, neatly setting aside the ones that were not needed and occasionally through various pieces of clothing at the redhead's face, before finally have a complete outfit ready.
"This place is kind of perfect," Phoenix murmurs, going through nearby restaurants and memorizing the route.
"You're welcome," Quinn says smugly, before throwing one last piece of clothing at Phoenix, which admittedly, had her heart weirdly racing at.
Phoenix just pulls it off but freezes when she realized what it was.
"Are you serious?"
"It's good to be prepared."
"It's the first date Quinn," Phoenix says, holding up the black, lacey bra in her hand.
"Irrelevant."
Phoenix just shakes her head at Quinn, an amused smile on her face.
The blonde sure was full of surprises.
"I'm going to shower now, there's the laptop, there's the music. Don't run away, okay?" Phoenix says, a serious expression on her face, making the blonde laugh.
"I won't," Quinn promises.
"Be right back," Phoenix smiles, grabbing her clothes and going into the bathroom. Quinn just smiles and starts setting the rest of the clothes back into Phoenix's closet and it doesn't take too long before the room is relatively organized again.
"Hey Q?" Phoenix calls out from inside the bathroom.
"Yeah?"
"Can you hand me my towel please? It's somewhere in the room," Phoenix says and Quinn looks around the room before finally spotting it.
"One second," Quinn yells back, quickly grabbing it before knocking on the closed door.
"It's not locked," Phoenix calls out.
Quinn quietly opens the door and walks inside to see Phoenix's head popping out from the side of the frosted glass barrier, a sheepish smile on her face.
"Thanks Quinn," Phoenix says, a deep blush on her cheeks, leaning forward to take the towel from her.
Quinn's eyes widen when she notices Phoenix's strong shoulders, her defined collarbones. The water droplets trickling down the base of her neck and disappearing down behind the glass.
Quinn swallows uneasily, her body feeling warm all over at the sight.
"You're welcome," Quinn barely manages to say before quickly walking out and shutting the door behind her. Fortunately for the blonde, Phoenix was oblivious to her strange behavior.
Quinn lets out a shaky breath and leans against the wall, utterly confused and reprimanding herself.
Those were definitely not pregnancy hormones
Yes, I know the length of the chapter must be disappointing but I really wanted to leave something for you guys to read before I got time to really write the date properly.
I hope you all liked this mini-chapter and let me know if there's something in particular you'd like to see happen during Brittnix's date!
Is Quinn slowly but surely falling for Phoenix now? Will she say something about it? Will Phoenix realise that while she's infatuated with one blonde, another one is falling for her right in front her eyes?
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