As the cool October air blows against her face she looks down at her phone, quickly changing the song before shoving said phone back into her hoodie.
"Santana?"
Looking towards the voice, the brunette stands looking around
"Umm hey Q umm what are you doing here?"
The blonde's eyebrows furrow and she looks around confused, wondering if she's about to be slushied and/or being punk'd because there is NO WAY in hell, the timid person standing in front of her is Santana Lopez.
"I'm sorry, are you waiting for someone?"
Glancing to her left she points over her shoulder "We were all supposed to meet here but"
Both friends turn just in time to see Brittany S Pearce pull none other than Sam Evans into a heated kiss as the other glee kids look around talking amongst themselves.
"I'm sorry, Santana"
Sighing, Santana looks down "It's fine, we're over I just don't want to see that all night you know? Anyway, where's your latest boy toy, Fabray?"
Rolling her eyes Quinn laughs "I already told you, no more boy toys for me, probably ever"
"Well" Santana exhales, standing pulling tickets from her pocket "You're probably better off anyway Luce. Trust me, you can definitely do way better. Here, take em, someone might as well have fun tonight, win something cool or whatever. I'm just gonna head home, see you Monday, Q"
Nodding, she hugs the blonde before pulling her hoodie up and shoving the headphones into her ears before heading towards the exit. Just before she's about to cross the threshold her phone rings
"Hello?"
"Turn around"
Santana slowly turns seeing her best friend waving her back
"What do you say we hang out? I mean I'm no Brittany S Pierce but…"
Santana puts up her hands smiling "You are definitely not Brittany S Pierce"
Quinn's face immediately drops
"There's never been a comparison because you are Quinn fucking Fabray!"
A smile reappears once more as she nods
"You bet your ass I am! Now come on, Let's go!"
Latching onto the other girl's arm, both friends begin their adventure. Each taking turns, attempting to win prizes for the other. Placing their competitive natures aside, they decide to team up. Why? Because two bitches are better than one, of course. And between Santana's rack and Quinn's flirty charm there was no need for competition, they had more prizes than either could carry.
"San!" The blonde squeals pulling on the other girl's arm
"Jesus Q, what? Is it Puck? Are you okay?"
Shaking her head, the taller blonde leads her brunette friend towards…
"Oh no. Hell no. Nope!" Santana attempts to pull away and Quinn pouts
"Please San! Just once?"
"No Lucy, Santana Lopez may do a lot of things but heights ain't one of em. I'm trying to get out of Lima not die here"
Crossing her arms she stands her ground and for a moment her friend seems to look defeated but then she leans in so their faces are only a small distance apart
"Please?" Quinn practically whispers playing with the strings of the other girls hoodie
"For me? I won't rock it, I promise!"
Always a sucker for her blonde counterparts, Santana huffs, throwing her head back, finally agreeing as Quinn cheers, presenting their tickets to the attendant.
"Thank you San! Thank you! You won't regret it, I promise!"
Santana sits down first as the attendant double checks the bar and straps.
Finally signaling the go, the old creaky ride begins.
Smiling, Quinn looks over the edge as the giant wheel shakes. She feels a hand gently slip into hers. Glancing to her left, she notices Santana's eyes are tightly closed and her breaths are staggered. Lightly bumping her shoulder she squeezes her friend's hand...
"Santana, don't be scared. Open your eyes. You're going to miss it!"
As the ride comes to a temporary stop at the top, she slowly peeks seeing a grinning Quinn next to her pointing. Her smile and gives her just enough courage to finally look out.
"Wow" she says "Who knew Lima could look this good?"
The blonde watches her friend in amazement, now she's seen Santana Lopez in many different lights and forms over the years but tonight it's almost as if she's seeing her through fresh eyes. The cool breeze sends a pleasant chill down her back causing the blonde to burrow further into the warmth of her best friend's sweatshirt.
"Q?" Santana gently squeezes her friends shoulder breaking her concentration
"Yeah San?"
"Before we get back to reality, I just wanted to say thanks for making today a day I'll never forget"
Looking into hazel eyes, Santana feels something flutter in the pit of her stomach, something she's never felt. Not with Brittany, Puck or even Sam for that matter and as she looks at her best friend the feeling seems to only increase.
Knowing the ride will start again any minute she decides to take a chance, leaning in ever so slightly, giving the blonde a chance to move and/or stop her. She notices Quinn's eyes haven't left her lips.
As her grip tightens on the bar, their lips touch. Quinn exhales into the kiss, bringing her other hand up to cup Santana's face, holding her in place as a soft moan escaped her lips. After a few minutes Santana drapes her right arm over Quinn's shoulder pulling the blonde closer, as both friends look out towards the city each secretly hoping they can stay in this bubble forever but sadly, the ride begins to move again.
"God damn!"
"Oh shit, where's my camera!"
"Hell yeah!"
"About fucking time!"
They hear their friends chant and cheer as the ride comes to a stop at the bottom. Looking to her left, Santana flips them off laughing while Quinn rolls her eyes before fisting the other girl's sweatshirt pulling her back for one more kiss. Causing their friends to cheer once more.
As both friends exit the ride, Quinn links their fingers together and they spend the next few hours walking around and talking.
After finally exiting the carnival. Quinn sighed, closing her eyes, her ear firmly pressed against Santana's chest listening to the latina's rapidly beating heart as they leaned against the blonde's car.
"Does this mean what I think it means blondie?"
Smirking, Quinn playfully pushes against Santana's shoulder before pulling her arms tighter around her waist.
"I don't know, what do you want it to mean?"
Taking a moment to really think about her response, she bites her lip before husking out
"It means I want you to be mine and only mine, Q"
The blonde leans back smiling observing her best friend.
This is how she's used to seeing her co-captain, fiery, flirty and oh so confident with that smug ass smirk firmly in place.
Moving her hands from inside the hoodie, she wraps her arms around the girls neck, pulling her closer as she shrugs.
"Maybe. I mean what are you offering Santana? I've had a few decent offers from…."
Santana laughs rolling her eyes pulling the girl against her lips once more.
The rest of her sentence long forgotten.
After a few minutes, Santana sighs against her lips and Quinn nods "I'm yours San"
