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Ever since Quinn and I were 8 we've had a few traditions. You see, being raised in a small town, sometimes our siblings and/or parents would have to chaperone the various school functions and since our families have been close friends for years they'd usually drag us along.

I'd never tell anyone but my favorite outing has always been prom. I remember the first time we went to one. Both of us were amazed as we looked around at the decor banners and lights. The minute I saw everyone all dressed up was the same minute I fell in love with everything about prom, because for one night, they all seemed to forget the bullshit, the cliques and the rivalries. For one night, the only things that mattered aside from being crowned King or Queen, of course, was dancing the night away and having the person you love in your arms.

"Q" I yell over the music tugging on her tiny sundress "Look at them"

She smooths out the invisible wrinkles before looking in the direction I'm pointing.

Noticing the excitement in my voice she nods while smiling "I see San"

As she reaches for my hand I look back at her. The light from the cheap 80's disco ball shines perfectly, framing her small silhouette as she sways along with the music.

For me, it all seems to happen in slow motion, a small "Wow" escaping my lips, as I place a shaky hand over my very wildly beating heart.

I'm sure none of us really know how love truly works, especially at the tender age of 10 but right now there's only one thing I'm certain of…

I am hopelessly in love with my best friend.

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Fast forward, 7 years later, and as much as things have changed they've stayed the same. Q and I are still best friends and I am still, secretly, very much in love with her. My first heartbreak came when she told me she might have a boyfriend.

The news came as a complete and total shock, not because there was a boy she possibly liked but because normally we would tell each other everything. After all, she was the very first person I came out to last year. I was so afraid it would affect our friendship but she assured me over and over again that nothing would change anything between us and true to her word nothing had changed.

We still had regularly scheduled Friday night sleepovers where we still watched movies and ate pizza, the only exception being when she would hang out with Puck.

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A few months pass and now it's my favorite time of year. Not only is it the end of our junior year but it's also time for prom. Only this year's tradition will sadly be broken, since Puck is a year older than we are, a senior, he asked her to go with him.

Before giving him an answer she immediately drove over to ask if it was okay and as much as I wanted to tell her no, I simply nodded.

As I walked her out and just as we reached her car, she leaned in to hug me.

Now, don't get me wrong, we've hugged maybe a million times over the years but this one…

Felt different?

As she reached for her car door she hesitated, inhaling deeply before quickly turning and reaching for my shirt as she pulled me in.

This kiss was so awkward. When she pulled me in, I wasn't expecting it so the air was knocked out of my lungs, and the sound that escaped my lips was embarrassing.

We laughed against each other's lips realizing that she still had her retainer on.

It was just a complete mess…A beautiful, beautiful mess.

My eyes manage to stay closed after the kiss and when she moves one arm from around my neck so she can palm my chin while her thumb gently alternates between my top and bottom lip, both of my knees buckle and my arms awkwardly reach out for leverage against her car.

Fuck you, you try kissing her without going weak in the knees

Even with being caught completely off guard, that kiss was so much more than anything I had ever imagined it would be, it was absolutely perfect.

"What was that for?" Finally finding my voice I husk breathlessly as she pulls back laughing softly

"I just wanted to see something"

As my brain struggles to catch up my eyes open and my eyebrows furrow "What?"

Shaking her head she smiles kissing me on the cheek "I'll see you soon, Lopez"

Driving away, I stand in the driveway waving aimlessly

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A Few Days Later

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"Mija" My mom asks entering the living room

"Yeah ma?" I respond but keep my attention focused on the movie playing

"Where's Quinn? Or is she meeting us there?"

Pausing the movie I turn to lean over the couch as I shake my head "Since Puck's a senior, he asked her to go with him so I'm sure you'll see her there"

My mom freezes before shaking her head "She still hasn't figured it out eh?"

Dad walks into the kitchen laughing "Leave them alone Maribel, they need to figure it out…together"

Mom and Dad kiss hello as I smile from my spot on the couch. I've always admired their love, support and admiration for each other, they've put in a lot of work on their marriage and it definitely shows.

If my future wife and I have even an ounce of what they have, I'll consider us lucky.

"Santana" Dad says shaking my from my thoughts

"Yeah Dad?"

"Why don't you just get dressed and come with us? Isn't it tradition?"

Shaking my head "It is but no thanks, I didn't plan anything this year maybe next year but you guys go, have fun"

My parents exchange a look before moving to sit next to me on the couch, Dad putting his arm around me as Mom pats my knee.

"We know it's hard because you're in love with Quinn mija and seeing her with someone else isn't easy but maybe"

Knock Knock

Just then all three of us look towards the front door as the bell continues to ring relentlessly.

"I guess, I'll get it," Dad shrugs.

I sigh leaning against my mom as she sweetly kisses the side of my head

"I know mija"

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"I know it says black tie optional but I really hope that's not what you're wearing"

Both of our heads snap towards the front door and when I see her my breath hitches.

With my Dad now standing behind her smiling, she seems to almost float into the living room.

Standing in a long baby blue gown and heels, her hair is pulled up and

she's holding a red corsage

"What are you doing here?"

She smiles as I stand

"We haven't broken tradition since we were 8 San. This year I'd like to create a new one, if that's okay with you?"

I look to my parents as my mom wipes her eyes

"Luce, I told you it was okay that you were going with Puck?"

She shakes her head before exhaling "I don't want to go with Puck, Sam or anyone else" And as she moves to grab both of my hands, I finally understand what she's been trying to say

"I want to go with you and only you, San. Please tell me you feel the same way."

A wave of emotions hit and before I could stop myself my hands let go of hers before latching on to either side of her cheeks. And as hers move to my waist and squeeze,

I smile, pulling her into me. We stand there for what feels like an eternity until we hear my parents clearing their throats.

Pulling apart we laugh, turning our heads slightly as my parents say "As happy as we are that the two of you FINALLY figured this out, we're going to be late. Santana, mija go get ready"

"Oh but I don't have….."

My mom puts her hand up "Mija, the dress and heels are on your bed, get ready quickly, while Quinn and I have some tea"

"Wait. You two knew about this?" I ask as my parents both shrug smiling before heading into the kitchen

"I'll be right back" Nodding I kiss Quinn once more before sprinting upstairs to get ready

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"Wow" Quinn exhales from her seat at the kitchen table as her jaw practically hits the floor.

I smile blushing slightly as I look down at my dress, smoothing out the invisible wrinkles.

Mom smiles looking over her shoulder before nodding as Dad puts his hand over his heart before adding a soft "That's our baby girl"

After touching my very curly hair, she carefully places the beautiful corsage on my left wrist. With a few minutes to spare, we quickly take a few pictures before making our way, holding hands the entire way. I bring our intertwined hands up to my lips placing a kiss on each knuckle as she looks over, sighing softly.


Entering the venue, my parents hug us before heading to their designated parent area and we head to take official pictures

Once finished we head towards the punch bowl and it makes my heart swell. As the smile spreads across my face I remember the two small 8 year olds who spent their nights handing out punch, dreaming of the day they'd get the chance to be here.

Who knew so many years later all those shared hopes and dreams would finally come true.

Quinn smiles tugging me towards the dance floor, as we sway softly she brings her cheek against mine before whispering

"You know, I've never slow danced with a girl before"

Pulling back to look at her, my eyebrows furrow and as the light from the same cheap 80's disco ball from all those years past shines on her, my heart skips a beat and I smile once more.

"I like it"

As my ego swells a smug smirk appears and I say "I only want to do this with you, Luce"

Blushing slightly, she tilts her head to the side "Forever?"

"Forever" Nodding once more I pull her back into my arms as we get lost in the magic tonight holds.