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Oh, and I was having this 4-hour physics lecture this morning when I spaced out and ended up writing and brainstorming for this story instead of paying attention. Hah a.

I was wondering if I should make their relationship develop a little bit faster or slower… Then, I decided to do both. It might not make sense now but… Just stay tuned. :)))

"Hey, gorgeous." Quinn looks at me, and I get lost in her hazel eyes.

"I love you, Quinn."

"Same here."

She leans in and places her lips on mine. I can almost hear music playing in the background.

Wait. There really is music playing in the background.

And it's far from sweet and romantic.

No, it's not even music, at all.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.

Then, I wake up.

Fucking alarm clock. No, fucking dream.

Mike tells us he'll be gone while we're eating breakfast.

"Where will you go?" Quinn asks.

"Somewhere."

"Somewhere you can't take us?"

"I thought you guys would have more fun here. You can go to the carnival."

"Why do I have this feeling that there's something you're not telling us?"

"Mmm…" Mike hesitates for a moment, but gives in, anyway. Besides, nobody can resist Quinn. "I'm gonna pick someone up."

"And…?"

"And they're going to stay with us for a while."

"How long is 'a while', exactly?"

"Uh… Until the summer ends."

"What the fuck? Who's this someone, anyway?"

She's cute when she curses.

"You'll find out when I get back with them. By the way, it might be late when I get home."

"Them?"

"Yes. Them."

"Exactly how many people are you talking about when you say them?"

"Two. Maybe three if they brought a friend."

"I have a bad feeling about this."

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll like them. They won't get in your way, I promise."

"They better."

We spend the whole day in the carnival. It's one of the few attractions here aside from the beach. Quinn and I's favourite is the carousel. It's called "The Flying Horses", and it's supposed to be the oldest carousel in the country, one of those National Treasures people were always raving about.

I don't really see what the big deal is, its being the oldest, but I—we—do like the carousel's operator. His name is Finn. He's cute, kinda goofy, but extremely nice. I like him, but not exactly as Quinn does. She has a huge crush on him. She never told me, but she didn't really have to. She would always ride until she's too dizzy to even see right. She would always jump from one horse to another, daring Finn to stop her. She breaks all the rules, but Finn never kicks her out of the ride.

Everytime he sees us approaching, he would groan and pretend like we're—as Quinn would say—a pain in the ass. He calls us Double Trouble. I know he wouldn't have noticed me if it weren't for Quinn, but I don't really care. I'm proud and very glad to be her friend.

This time, Finn introduces us to his cousin, Puck. He barely says a thing, but he's hot, nonetheless.

"So, who do you like more?" Quinn asks on our way back home.

"Huh?"

"Finn or Puck?"

"Either will do. They're both pretty cute."

"Come on. There's got to be someone you're attracted to more."

You.

"Well… I guess Puck's more interesting." It's true. If I weren't in love with Q, I would definitely have a crush on him.

Wait. Did I say I'm in love? That kind of slipped out. Not that it's true. It's just… I'm not. Maybe. I shouldn't be.

Maybe I'm just overwhelmed to have her as a friend. I've never had a friend before. It's a good thing I like being alone most of the time.

Or maybe I just really admire her. I mean she's perfect and all that.

Or… I don't know. I… just can't be falling in love. I'm too young, anyway, right?

"Really? Great. I'd choose Finn. He looks nicer."

Ouch.

Badum tss. Haha. So, do you want a little spoiler? The next chapter's gonna be about Santana's birthday, aaaaaaand… nah. It can wait 'til tomorrow. :))