Santana looked around the girls locker room and wondered why Quinn was no where to be found. Every Friday Coach Beist would allow her student to have a free day, they can play any sports they want or walk laps around the field. As long as it involved them doing something physical.
Santana looked around the field and still no Quinn."Where the hell is Q?" Santana asked Britney. A few of their classmates were scattered around the field playing soccer, some on the basketball courts. Britney put her hand over her eyes to block out the sun and looked around the field "Don't know Tanny, it's such a nice day to be outside don't you think?"
"You know I've been meaning to talk to her about Rachel for weeks now and every time I see her, YOU" pointing at Britney. "Seem to keep distracting me with janitor closets or empty classrooms. Somethings up, spill it Brit" Santana looking a bit annoyed realizing the truth behind Britney's surprised make out sessions, not that she didn't enjoy them.
Britney flashed a flirtatious smile, she has been distracting her. She honestly doesn't know anything about Quinn and Rachel. But she does enjoy watching the two flirt with each other. She found it really amusing cause even she can tell they really liked each other but neither girl was willing to admit it.
"I don't know anything, I swear. And I've told you Quinn is just different this year. She's nicer, at least nicer to Rachel" Britney ran off chasing a butterfly near by.
"HEY! Come back here!" Santana ordered. But chased the blonde any way.
Britney stopped and saw Quinn and Rachel exiting out of the girls locker room together. She smiled at the scene and turned around to prevent Santana from seeing. Santana stopped when Britney turned around and jumped right on top of her forcing the Latina to fall to the ground.
"Britney! We're in class!" Santana yelped feeling embarrassed that the blonde was straddled on top of her.
"I don't care, you know… I missed your lips on me today." Britney winked and snuggled the Latina. Santana loved Britney. She loved everything about her. There was something about Britney's purity and childlike behavior that made her feel good. Good about herself, she's always had it rough and being with Britney made her happy. She hugged the blonde as hard as she could. Forgetting once again what she was asking her cute ditzy blonde.
Quinn separated from Rachel and walked up them with a puzzled look on her face."Hey guys! Need a room?"
"Bee! I need to talk to you." Santana pried herself off Britney and faced Quinn. Britney stayed sitting on the grass pouting her lips because Santana was no longer underneath her. Santana noticed the pouting lips but focused on the task at hand.
"What's going on?" Quinn was waiting for Santana to say something about her new found friendship with Rachel.
Britney looked a bit worried, she hated it when Santana goes all Loca Latina as she puts it. She was hoping to keep Rachel and Quinn's "relationship" a secret a bit longer. Plus she was having fun distracting Santana. Britney smiled when that came to mind.
"What's the deal with you and the smurf?" Santana nudged her head in Rachel's direction. Quinn looked over at Rachel and shunned away her feelings for a minute, she needed to say the right thing to Santana. This conversation could make or break her "relationship" with Rachel.
"What about it? Were friends." sounding a bit defensive. Which wasn't a good idea, when Santana feels like she's being talked down to, her bitchy side comes out the second you finished your sentence.
"Friends? Since when? For the past three years we made a hobby out of making her life a living hell and now your really going to tell me to my face that you get a long with her. What happened that Quinn Fabray?" Santana's voice was starting to sound aggressive by every word.
"People change Santana, and don't you dare act like you don't understand, when you act like a bitch in front of everybody else and the second Britney grabs your hand you turn into mush." Again, bad idea Quinn.
"EXCUSE me! Oh hell no! Let's get something straight you..." Britney got up and hugged the latina from the back.
"Tanny, don't do this please. Quinn is one of our best friends. This is our senior year and I want us to enjoy it together." Santana took a deep breath and rolled her eyes. Quinn watched Santana fall right into Britney's arms. Britney held her close, her chin on her shoulder nuzzling her nose on Santana's neck.
Quinn was immune to their spooning she was the first person they told about their relationship. During the summer they took refuge at her house so that their parents wouldn't be suspicious about their everyday slumber party. So most of Quinn's summer consisted of Santana and Britney making out on the floor of her bedroom. Watching them at this moment made Quinn wonder if she would ever be that close to Rachel. Quinn never really asked Santana and Britney how they came to the conclusion of becoming a lesbian couple. But seeing how happy they are together made her think about her feelings for the tiny diva.
"She's right S, look after everything that happened last year I realized that friendship is more important to me than anything. I was homeless, living with Finn then Puck a few times at your guy's place and then Mercedes. I figured if glee was there for me one hundred percent why couldn't I be supportive and befriend everyone in it. Including Rachel." Quinn explained looking out the field to find Rachel sitting by herself looking up at the sky with a smile on her face. Quinn's face softened and couldn't help but smile herself.
"I mean look at her, she's one of the strongest people I know. I never made high school easy for her. But look at us now, she forgave me without any doubt in her mind..."
"Yea yea yea! All right this conversation getting boring. I get it! You like her."
"What? No I don't" Quinn felt her temperature rise from statement. Britney was shocked to hear what Santana just said.
"I thought you just told me you get along with her." Santana paused and watched Quinn's face turn a light pink. "Wait a minute. Do you? Oh my holy hell! You LIKE the midget!" Santana said the last part a bit to loud, a few of their classmates who was near them turned to look at the latina.
"Shut up Santana! And stop with the stupid nicknames." Quinn grabbed Santana's arm and pulled her further away from the other students.
"Oh so she's your girlfriend now? Damn bee I didn't even know you played for our team." This was the last thing Quinn needed, Santana has a way of blowing things out of proportion.
"She's not my girlfriend, look we're just friends, she's really not as bad as you think. And I don't play for your team, so don't go opening your big rat trap of a mouth about it alright." she threatened.
"You can deny it all you want Q, but I see right through you. All those dirty pictures you drew on bathroom, your Sara and Tegan CD's. Why didn't I see it before? But knowing how crazy your parents are I can understand why you'd want to hide it. Hell, if I was brave enough I would totally be running around school with a big gay flag with Britney. But this small minded town doesn't exactly support the gay's. But I'll hand it you, falling for the school diva. Priceless. You'll be a hit for prom queen. I mean queens if you both run haha!" Santana amused about this new revelation.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "Look I really don't know what I'm feeling. But please Santana don't make this a big deal until I know for sure." Quinn gave her a concerned look.
"Your secret's safe with me." Quinn had mixed feelings about what Santana just promised. She may be a bitch but she trusted Santana with her life. Deep down she really is a good person.
Britney placed her arms on both girls shoulder. "This is going to be the best year EVER!"
Quinn and Santana looked at each other and laughed at the blonde beside them.
...
After their serious conversation Quinn was on a mission to find out who slushied Rachel. And when she finds out there will be hell to pay. She over heard a few students during her third period that Kurofsky was walking around with a big slushy cup.
Quinn was wondering if Santana would be willing to help her talk some sense into Kurofsky. But she knew the Latina all to well, anything that involved verbal abuse and her fist into someones jaw was definitely up her ally. Even if it was protecting Rachel she'll do it for the sheer joy of seeing Kurofsky cry home to his mama.
"Santana I need your help with something." the Latina looking intrigued.
When they got out of third period they only had ten minutes in between classes. Luckily they knew what class he had and just headed straight there. When they turned the corner, they saw Finn confronting the big jock.
"What's your problem Hudson?" Kurofsky yelled out.
"Your my problem, did you really slushie Rachel at lunch today?"
Quinn and Santana watched from the corner. Why is Finn doing this? Quinn thought. There were a few students around them over hearing the confrontation between the two jocks.
"Yea I did it! What are you going to do about it?"
Finn threw a punch that landed right into Kurofsky's eye. He backed up and threw a right hook landing the punch on Finn's jaw. Quinn and Santana rushed to stop the fight that was clearly getting out of hand. Santana pulled Finn back while Quinn got up in Michael's face.
"Back off Kurofsky, in fact I need you listen good. You and your other dumb ass friends needs to back off Rachel Berry do you hear me or I'll tell Principal Figgins that I saw you and your friends in the school parking lot smoking pot before school. Do you understand me?" Quinn ordered at the jock holding his right eye. Kurofsky stared all three of them down.
"Yo big foot! If your not going to listen to Bee then listen to me." Santana walking towards him meeting his gaze until they were face to face. "If you don't back off Rachel Berry…" Santana kneed him on his jewels as hard as she could. "There will be more where that came from. Do you understand me Sasquash?" Kurofsky fell to the ground in seconds of impact holding his testicles.
Quinn, Finn and Santana walked right past a crippled Kurofsky. The hallway was almost empty, a few students did stay and watched what happened.
"How's your jaw Finn?" Quinn asked as they walked down the hall to their classes.
"It's cool" he shrugged, "I had it under control."
"Yea! from where we were standing orca you had seconds before he knocked the living day lights out you." Santana bantered.
"Shut up Santana! Wait. Why were you guys telling him to back off Rachel any ways?" the tall jock questioning the two cheerleaders. As he recalled, they were the ones that hated Rachel.
"I mean I know Quinn's been hanging out with her, which is still weird. But you too Santana?"
"Look frankenstien, I don't need to explain anything to you. I'm out bee!" Santana walked off and entered her classroom.
"Thanks Santana!"
"Well? Are you going to answer me or not. You know what, I don't believe for one second that you actually want to be friends with Rachel. So if your planning on messing with her Quinn, just..."
"Before you finish that sentence, let me tell you something Finn." Quinn stopped walking and faced the jock. "You don't know me, you never had. So don't pretend like you know what I'm planning. Yea I hurt Rachel, you and a whole lot of other people. Do you honestly believe that I don't think about all that? But let me get something straight, this is a new year. I've accepted all the wrong things I've done and I'm doing my best to repair the bridges I've burned. So don't look at me like I'm the same blonde you use to date two years ago. You don't know the first about me or Rachel." Quinn finished and stared into his eyes.
As Finn starred back into those hazel eyes he noticed how light and calm they looked. The last time he looked deep into them they we're so dark and clouded. "You're right Quinn. I'm sorry for thinking that you're still the same bitchy head cheerleader. To be honest, Rachel seems really happy when your around. She needs friends more than you know. I really care about her and I hate seeing her get hurt. I just wanted to make sure you weren't planning anything evil. Even though Rachel looks all put together, she's really fragile. One more painful experience I'm sure she'll fall apart. I'm glad your there for her Quinn." Finn smiled and put both hands on her shoulder and returning her stare.
Quinn looked away and started walking towards her classroom. "I'll see you at glee Finn." Walking away from Finn and taking in what he said was making her question if being friends with Rachel was such a good idea. Yes she had feelings for her, but feelings of what exactly? The last thing she would ever want was to hurt Rachel, first the sex dreams, then Santana now Finn. She really needed to figure things out before she moves forward with Rachel. But her feelings was growing for the diva, she was on her mind a good eighty percent of the time. Quinn walked into her last class and watched the clock tick away.