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Chapter 6: Take It Slow

After an intense battle between the two 'captains', Rachel and Santana, it was called a tie. Everyone groaned in response to the outcome. The DJ spoke through the microphone telling everyone to settle down. Rachel turned around abruptly and demanded a tie-breaker. Santana smirked at her friend's competitiveness. The DJ reluctantly agreed to Rachel's demand, like he had a choice, and decided on a song.

"Wait, what if I don't know the song?" Rachel asked. The DJ, whose name they learned was Matt, smiled at the Jewish girl.

"Everyone knows this song, trust me." he said smugly and began to play the music. Everyone clapped and cheered as Katy Perry's 'I Kissed A Girl' flowed through the speakers. Blaine nudged Quinn teasingly at the coincidence of the song title. The blonde blushed and slapped Blaine's leg as he laughed.

Santana: This was never the way I planned.

Rachel: Not my intention.

Santana: I've got some brave, drink in hand.

Rachel: Lost my discretion.

The girls maintained a challenging stare towards each other throughout the entire performance. As the song finished both teams leaned forward in anticipation for the Matt to announce the winner of the battle. Matt smiled and wiped his brow then raised the microphone to his lips. He cleared his throat and paused just to mess with the crew; he laughed as they groaned and signaled for him to hurry up.

"And the winner is...Nnn-" he pointed to the direction of the NYADA students. Rachel and Kurt's faces lit up with excitement. "NO ONE!" he exclaimed. Everyone's eyes widened and jaws fell.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO ONE?!" Rachel yelled.

"If I can't chose a tie then no one wins. You both are equally good. It's impossible to choose." he said with a sincere smile. Rachel grunted and Santana shrugged before running over to her special blonde friend and pulling her onto her lap.

"Technically, NYU still wins because of our points overall. Shh." Quinn whispered to Santana and Yasmin with one finger over her lips.

Santana laced she and Quinn's fingers together as they walked back to campus. She was really ecstatic about the escalate in her relationship with Quinn. Santana always got this giddy feeling whenever the girl's name was even mentioned, that's never happened to the hard ass Latina before, ever. Usually, whenever a girl would get this close and flirty with her, she would just fuck them and duck them, but Quinn was different. Quinn actually made her feel things, thing that people would describe in songs and poems. Just by the simple gesture of holding her soft, pale hands, set Santana's heart on fire.

Quinn swung their interlocked hands back and forth as they grew nearer to their dorm building. She pulled Santana into a big hug with her arms around the latters neck. Santana felt the blonde smile into her raven hair when she squeezed her closer. The blonde leaned out of the embrace and gazed into Santana's brown eyes before turning around to go to her dorm. Santana lightly grabbed her by her wrist and turned her around, pulling her into a loving kiss. Quinn felt her knees go weak and replaced her arms back around Santana's neck for assistance.

They broke apart after a couple of minutes and Quinn went to walk to her dorm. Once again, she was turned around by Santana. "Let me walk you to your dorm?" she said with a shrug and pleading eyes. Quinn nodded her head with a smile and took the tan hand in her own before walking toward the elevator to her room.

"You know, I don't kiss on the first date." Quinn said. "That tells me that you're different from the rest." she smiled as the elevator doors slid open.

Santana smiled and blushed a little at the comment.

They made their way to Quinn's room and stood in front of it. "Do you want to come in? I'm pretty sure my roommate isn't here yet, considering that it's a Friday night." she said as she took out her keys and fiddled with them.

Santana check the time on her watch. 10:48, I should really head back to my room. Quinn began to pout at the growing silence from her Latina. There is no way i'm going to be able to say no to her. Ugh, Borat's right, I am whipped. Santana rolled her eyes to herself and nodded her head as Quinn smiled and opened to door, letting them into the dorm room.

"You want something to drink?" Quinn said as she opened her mini fridge. "I have Sprite, Pepsi, Ginger Ale, and Iced Tea."

Santana turned around to see Quinn bending over in front of her. Her eyes widened at the sight and she licked her lips. She cleared her throat before responding. "I'll have a Sprite." she tried to say as nonchalantly as she could manage. Quinn tossed her a can of soda with a knowing smirk.

"Were you checking me out?" She asked as Santana shook her head feverishly. She took a sip from her Iced Tea with her tongue and maintained eye contact with Santana who groaned. Quinn raised an eyebrow and sat down next to the girl. "Mhmm.."

Thirty minutes went by and the girls found themselves making out on the couch. It started heating up as Santana slid her fingers underneath Quinn's shirt and immediately retracted them. She abruptly detached herself from the blonde, who looked at her with confused eyes laced with concern. "What's wrong?" she asked.

Santana took a deep breath. "Yeah, it's just..I want to take things slow with you." she merely whispered. Quinn still looked confused, but quietly nodded her head. "I'm not the relationship type, Quinn. I usually sleep with girls and sometimes let them stay the night. I don't want that with you; I actually want to get to know you, and hold you, and just be with you." she said. Santana had no clue why she was telling Quinn all of this. She's breaking down her walls and letting the girl in, something she haven't been able to do with Yasmin, Kurt, or even Rachel. Mind you, she met Quinn about 3 weeks ago while she knew Rachel since the age of 13. "It's like you said in the elevator, you're different from the rest, I can tell. So, can we take things slow?" she asked hopefully as Quinn squinted her eyes.

"Of course, San. Thank you for telling me that." she said sincerely and rested her head on the other girls shoulder before dozing off after a couple of minutes. She felt strong arms carry her to her bed and tuck her in. "Mmm..stay the night?" she asked sweetly and patted the empty side of her mattress. Santana sighed and pulled back the sheets and slipping under the blondes covers. Said blonde turned her body so Santana was spooning her and drifted off to sleep with a tan arm drooped over her waist.