Hello, hello...it's been a few days, so I figured I should probably update.
So, happy reading!
"That wasn't funny, it wasn't even close to funny." Quinn said as she made her way from the bathroom to the living room.
Santana wasn't far behind, "oh, it was too. You were all like red and stuff while you turned around to explain it all to him." She shook her head, "what were you going to say anyway?"
Quinn glared at her, "I wasn't red!" She sighed, "and I'm not exactly sure how I was going to explain anything to him, because I'm not exactly sure how I feel."
"Oh, so now you're confused?" The Latina asked.
Quinn nodded, "San, I'm always confused."
The two girls sat down on the couch and fell into a comfortable silence.
The truth is, Quinn was completely sure she was falling for Sam again, she just didn't want to admit it. She was too afraid of getting hurt again. She was afraid of putting her heart out on the line just so it could get crushed in the process. She was also tired of Santana shoving it in her face. She knew damn well that she felt something for Sam, and Santana trying to get her to admit it was not helping anything.
"Will you go with me tomorrow?" Quinn asked after a minute.
Santana looked at her, "go with you where?"
"To that stupid band meeting thing."
The raven haired girl sighed, "I suppose," She shrugged, "isn't it just a band meeting though?"
Quinn sighed, "I need the moral support."
"Okay."
Quinn smiled, "thanks."
Santana shook her head, "don't think you're off my list Quinn, you are still so dead, I just don't know when I'm gonna kill you yet."
The blonde girl nodded, "o-okay." She shrugged, "whatever." She looked around the living room and sighed, "did he steal my ipod again?" She whispered.
Santana smiled, "aw, how cute, baby Quinnie Fabray is still thinking about little Sammy Evans!"
Quinn glared at her, "that's it!"
"What are you gonna do about it?" Santana challenged.
Quinn looked around, "you just...you..."
"yeah, uh-huh, I what?" The other girl snickered.
Quinn grabbed the couch pillow sitting beside her and smacked her friend across the face, "ha!"
Santana rubbed her face where the pillow had collided against her, "did you just hit me?"
"What are you gonna do about it?" Quinn mocked.
Santana shook her head, "oh, no Fabray...you better watch yourself." She warned.
Quinn smirked at her before raising the pillow up to smack her again. As soon as she felt that smack Santana leapt over to the blonde and yanked the pillow free from Quinn's grips. Then after pining the girl to the couch she smacked her continuously with the pillow in her hand.
Sam walked up to the Puckerman place and knocked quickly on the door.
"It's open!" was hollered from the inside. Sam nodded as he pushed the door open and walked into the house. He then walked to the living room, "hey can I use your computer again?" He asked.
Both Puck and Lauren looked up from their game on the TV, "uh, sure man. What for?" The mo-hawked boy asked.
The blonde shrugged, "well, now that Quinn's in the band I figured I should probably delete the songs that I had put on there...some of them anyway."
Puck nodded, "oh." He then shrugged, "how'd you get her in?"
Sam smiled, "I tricked her into playing a game. When she didn't know the song she had to join the band."
"What song did she not know?" Lauren asked.
Sam smiled, "Fearless, by Pink Floyd."
Puck shook his head, "Oh, so you cheated."
Sam shrugged, "it got her in the band didn't it?"
Puck smirked, "awesome."
The blonde boy made his way over to the computer as Puck and Lauren continued on with their game. "By the way, Lauren's coming with tomorrow, to the Lima Bean." Puck said.
Sam glanced back at the couple playing the video game, "oh, alright." He said before he went back to plugging in Quinn's ipod and deleting some of the music.
Are u any better now?
-Finn
His thumb hovered over the send button, he had tried to text his girlfriend countless of times after he had told her that there was a band meeting tomorrow however she seemed to be avoiding him. He sighed before he erased the message and then decided to write something else.
She hadn't answered any of his previous texts, he was hoping she would answer this one.
Rach, I know our date didn't go 2 well, I'm planning something better for the next one. I'm sorry I ruined ur evening. And I'm also sorry for whatever else I did. I love u.
-Finn
He waited about ten minutes and he didn't get a reply.
She was really starting to bother him.
At first he thought it was good to have a girlfriend that always told him how she was feeling, duh, you know because Quinn always bottled up her feelings and never let him know when he did something wrong. But now, now he was confused because Rachel had started to block him out, she wasn't explaining anything to him. He didn't like that at all, he liked Rachel the way she was, he wouldn't like her better if she changed.
And that's what she was doing.
To him, it seemed like she was changing.
U know that band meeting thing is tomorrow, u can come if u want 2. Actually, I think I'd like it a lot if u'd come.
-Finn
He tried again.
Sure I'll come.
-Rach
He smiled, "that text actually freaking worked."
Awesome, I'm not exactly sure when we're going, but I'll pick u up when I know.
-Finn
Okay, I'll see you 2morrow Finn. Goodnight.
-Rach
The tall boy nodded again, they were better now. He thought, she wasn't mad anymore. Well, I hope not anyway, He thought after a moment.
Goodnight, love u
-Finn
He didn't get a reply.
Somehow the two of them had ended up on the floor, and Santana had still managed to pin Quinn to the ground. She thinks it went a little like this: After Santana tackled Quinn and started beating her with the pillow, the blonde had managed to throw the other girl off of her, yet after she tackled the Latina and in her turn started to hit her with the pillow, Santana had rolled over and the two of them had fallen off of the couch onto the floor. That is how Santana ended up on top, yet again.
"You really don't play fair!" Quinn laughed as Santana held her arms against the ground.
"Oh, I'm just too fast for you to actually understand what's going on." Santana smirked, she was currently sitting on the blonde's stomach, "so are you any less confused?" She asked after a moment.
Quinn sighed, "If I tell you will you get off of me?"
Santana shrugged, "maybe."
Quinn nodded (the best she could anyway). "Okay, so I think I might be kind of in love with Sam still."
Santana nodded, "and was that too hard to admit?"
"I don't want him to know yet San, so don't say anything." Quinn glared at her. She may be pinned to the floor, but that didn't mean she wasn't still as much as a bitch as the girl on top of her was.
"I'm not gonna say anything. Q, you're my best friend, I just want you to be happy." Santana said, she kind of mumbled the last bit. She may or may not have been a bit embarrassed of her feelings.
Quinn smiled, "aw, San, that means a lot to me. Who knew you could be so loveable and understanding?"
"Tell no one." Santana said glaring at the girl below her.
"Now, why would I ruin something that makes me feel so special?" Quinn asked in a joking manner.
Santana let go of Quinn's left arm with her right and lightly slapped the other girl across her face, "shut up." She said before swiftly locking Quinn's arm to the floor again.
"I thought you were getting off." Quinn pouted.
Santana shrugged, "uh, I lied." She smirked, "bitch, this is payback." She ended the sentence with a wink.
So, I hope it was good, and my next update should be longer...thanks for reading and please review!
Thanks again!