Hi guys! I'm back from Barcelona and Paris. I have this little chapter for you. I know it's lame it's so short, but I wanted to give you a little something for waiting. Hope you enjoy.

And thanks for your growing reviews, it's always appreciated!


Santana's POV

- Museums aren't that bad after all, huh?

- Well, I have to admit this one was pretty cool. And it was fun to have my own personal guide teaching me about everything. How can you know so much things Q?

- I don't know that much.

- Oh come on! You could give class to the actual museum guides!

Quinn was in fact really smart. It's no surprise she got in Yale. She always had everything for her, the brains, the popularity, the body, the beauty… But she had quite hard times during high school, having a baby and a car accident before you are even twenty is not what I would call the perfect life. While being such a bitch with each other we always liked each other. Like I said we are bitch goddesses and what would be our lives without a little bit of drama? I have to say that the only time Quinn really disappointed me was when I found out about her and her teacher, she deserves so more than this. Quinn is a girl to be respected and not fucked on an teacher desk by an old perv between two classes!

So at the wedding I was happy to hear it was all over. Since we are talking about it: the wedding, or the non-wedding I should say. This day was … special. A lot happened, for , and for me… and Quinn. Having each other for only company we flashed our fake to the barman and drowned ourselves in alcohol to forget about our lonely life. Wine was pretty good and I lost count of the glasses. I remember Quinn actually flirting with, like intensely flirting. Not that I didn't like it but it was kind of out of character for her, so the alcohol took the blame and I just decided to enjoy my night. Why wouldn't I? It was Quinn Fabray after all. I fantasized about her touching me since… I don't even remember.

I liked watching under her Cheerios skirt that was fitting her so well. But I never thought she would actually do anything with me, until I was on a bed with this sexy blonde above me! She was having her lesbian-college-girl-phase, and I couldn't agree more than to be her experiment. I took advantage, so what? I didn't force her or anything!

The next day however, when I woke up I realized a lot had changed… a lot.

Quinn's POV

I really enjoyed my day at the museum. Santana was following me everywhere and was always asking for me to talk to her about an object or an other. And surprising as it may be she was looking like she was really listening.

- Now that I have teached you what I know about Natural History, how about you teach me about movies. I say, you go to the video club and find some movies for tonight while I go at the grocery store. I know that tonight we are supposed to order Chinese but we'll need some food if we want to survive the rest of the week.

- Sounds great. What kind of movie do you want to begin with?

- Hmmm, what about you surprise me? I say with a wink.

- Ohh! You will be surprised! She winked back at me.

- I'll see you later in Bushwick.

- See ya.

Movies. I was looking forward to it. What is better than a movie night for cuddling? I'll need popcorn, chips and sweets for tonight along with something to drink and wine for dinner. I also have to buy things for a brunch tomorrow since I plan on not waking up early. My shopping basket was full and while I was waiting in line for the cashier I couldn't help myself but text San… just to warm up things a bit for tonight.

Q: I have cinnamon lips candy for tonight ;)

S: Hope they'll be as good as I remember.

I smile to myself. I know that Santana is a natural flirt but something tells me I'm getting nearer to my goal.