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When Santana and Brittany got back into San's dorm room, their arms immediately went around one another. Their noses touching as they kissed sweetly.

"You know..if you really wanted to, you could call out Quinn's name" Brittany said with a small smile on her face.

Santana squinted, her eyes at the blonde as she held her. Her arms around the tall body. Something was up with Britt, she couldn't figure out what it was exactly or even put her finger on it. Running her hands up and down the blue eyed girls back slowly, San started to walk forward. Brittany held onto the girl's neck as she walked backwards till the backs of her legs hit the bed, she immediately sat down. Looking up at her best friend.

"Why would I want to do that?" San asked.

Brittany just shrugged before lying back on the bed. Pulling her shoes off, Santana got into her bed also; laying beside Britt. Making the blonde look at her she ran her thumb over the girls cheek slowly before leaning in for a kiss.

"As much as I want Quinn, I couldn't ever do that to you in bed..I call out your name and your name only"

Smiling the brunette stole another kiss before lying beside her best friend. Feeling the blonde curl into her she knew that Britt wasn't scared, but at the same time she was. Santana knew that when she got Quinn that the sex between her and Britt would stop, and maybe that scared the blonde, maybe she thought she was going to lose her best friend in this whole process. That wouldn't ever happen, they had been friends for so long, Santana couldn't imagine her life without Brittany in some way.

When Quinn ran off, she wasn't really sure what or where she was going too. All she knew is that, seeing Santana made her face heat up again, that she was pretty sure the tips of her ears were bright red. Her hands rubbed her face slowly as she finally got back to her room, and unfortunately she was dorm mates with Brittany. Quinn can still recall coming back from Puck's a few nights, and when she was just about to walk in she heard moaning. Loud, husky moans. That's when she just turned around and bolted really. But now, if Santana and Brittany were to be doing that, she was pretty sure she would walk in and lay in bed, just to hear the brunette moaning. She couldn't believe that she was fucking Puck and having a fantasy about Santana.

She needed to do something; she needed to see if this was just a fascination with the girl, or something more. Walking out she made her way to Santana's dorm, which was only a couple floors up in the same building. When she reached the 3C door, her hand lay flat on it for a bit. Maybe testing to see if the two were home? Or even going at it again? Knocking quickly, she could still bolt she could still run away.

The door flung open and she saw Santana standing there, basketball shorts and just a sports bra on.

"Are you looking for Britt?" Santana asked.

She wanted to question Quinn why she was at her dorm room, she never once saw the girl on this floor. Quinn had never once been to her room before, yet she knew where it was. Brittany must have told her, or wrote it down somewhere, Santana guessed.

"N-no..I am looking for you actually, I need your help.." Quinn was wringing her hands together.

The blonde shouldn't be this nervous. Santana looked back and saw Brittany still laying there looking at the ceiling. They weren't doing much but talking and laying there. Taking a step out of her room, she closed the door behind her, but left a small crack.

"What's up Q?"

My god, Quinn could use a drink right now, a hard strong drink. Was she really going to kiss Santana in front of her room? In the hallway that everyone could see? Fuck that, she needed to do it discreetly.

"Well, coach wanted new uniforms..and I have some in my room, and since you are a girl and on the football team..I thought you would want to help me choose which one"

Santana tiled her head a bit. Didn't the girls just get new uniforms this year? Why wasn't she asking her boyfriend, or Brittany? Both were better candidates then her, but she had to admit. Quinn Fabray was talking to her, one on one. Looking back at her door she nodded.

"Yeah, Let me just tell Britt..she's probably sleeping though"

Disappearing into her room, Santana walked to her bed where Britt was. Seeing the blonde turn her head she smiled. Britt sat up and put her hands on the brunette's legs.

"Who was that?"

"Quinn.." Santana just said with a small smile on her face.

"Ohh..what did she want? Does she need me?"

"No, she needed me actually..something about new uniforms and wanted me to help her bu—"

"We just got new ones" Brittany's face scrunched up a bit in confusion.

"Maybe coach wants new away ones?" Brittany spoke again with a shrug. "You going to go help her?" The girl was now raising her eyebrows up and down.

Pushing the girls shoulder, Santana nodded.

"Yeah I am..you going to be okay?" Leaning down, she pecked Brittany's nose.

"Yep! I have to catch up on One Tree Hill anyways.."

"Isn't that show over?"

"Netflix San..Netflix. I need my Naley! But have fun, use protection" Brittany said with a stern yet it turned into a smile.

Rolling her eyes playfully, Santana kissed her lips. Grabbing her shirt with her jersey number on it, she put it on before walking out and smiled at Quinn.

"I am all yours..lead the way"

Quinn nodded and started to walk down the hall. She felt Santana behind her, and then right next to her. It was silent trip, making the two flights of stairs till they were down on Quinn and Brittany's floor. 6A was her dorm and when they got there she pushed it open and let the brunette in first. Grabbing her uniform and the away uniform, she had to play it cool.

"So, I'm going to show you both uniforms and their the ones we have now, but I'll show you what..coach is changing"

Speaking to the girl as she sat on what she knew was Brittany's bed. Nodding, Santana watched the girl disappear into the bathroom. Putting her hands back on her best friend's bed, it wasn't long till she saw the door open and Quinn appeared. Purple, white and black uniform, same top everyone else usually wears. Even Santana when she was a cheerleader. With a straight skirt. Quinn had her hair in the high ponytail, as she walked closer to Santana. Stepping between the jocks legs, San just looked up at the cheerleader.

"So, she was thinking about changing the skirt, to the pleaded ones..like some do. Or, go with shorts that go up to here"

Quinn motioned to her mid-thigh. Santana pushed herself up so she was nose to nose with the head cheerleader. The blonde let out a small gasp. Her hands moved to the girls skirt. Looking down she slowly moved tan hands to where the pale skin started to show.

"Like there?" Santana stated.

All Quinn could do was nod. Santana looked around and found a pair of Brittany's shorts that she usually wears on the side of the bed. Her hands traveled around and unzipped the blondes skirt and pushed it down slowly. Their noses grazed each other, they were that close.

"Am I making you nervous? Being this close.."

Quinn shook her head as her hazel eyes bored into brown. She felt comfortable as ever around Santana. Though she was a bit nervous, she had never been this close to the girl before. Let alone let a girl take her clothes off. The blonde stepped out of her skirt as Santana helped her into Brittany's shorts slowly. Pulling them up, San then rolled them a couple times, before looking down between them.

"Coach didn't really want to change the uniform, did she?"

"N-no.."

Quinn leaned in and kissed her like she would kiss a boy. It was the same thing but just a girl on the other side. Tan hands made their way to the sides of Quinn's neck. Taking a deep breath through her nose, Santana kissed Quinn back. Someone had to slap her, seriously. Both mouths opened as their kiss got deeper.

Completely sober Quinn Fabray was kissing Santana Lopez, Quarterback and also a girl.

The blonde pulled back first, she kissed San to just see, not take it anywhere. Pushing the Latina back, Santana just looked at her. Pulling out her phone the blonde held it up, unlocking it and tapping a few to just put it to her ear.

"She took the bate.." Quinn spoke.

Santana crossed her arms, what the hell was going on.

"Looks like she will take just the whole coach needs to change the uniform just to get into someone's pants"

Quinn looked Santana up and down before shaking her head. Santana uncrossed her arms and just glared at the girl. Was this seriously all a prank, a joke?! Was she so blind to see that Quinn Fabray, straight girl would want to actually kiss her? Shaking her head she walked out of the room and slammed the door after her. Quinn put the phone down and watched her leave. Looking down to the ground, why the hell did she have to do that?! That kiss was..amazing, perfect even! But she couldn't be gay, or bisexual, she just couldn't; and she definitely couldn't fall for or wonder with Santana Lopez.