A/N: Not much to say this time. Except that I'm really tired so I'll probably make some mistakes, I'll reread it 4 times, but some will probably escape my gaze anyway.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did: Brittany or Santana would've sung Everytime 'cause that's like my favorite Britney song ever.

"Good morning sunshine," my father greeted me way too excited.

"Hi dad, mom," I replied bored.

We chatted and ate and chatted some more, before a blonde girl I got to know pretty well last night approached me and a head popped up next to mine.

"Hi," Brittany greeted me, even though I saw her less than an hour ago.

"Hi," I smiled sweetly at her.

My parents exchanged confused glances. Yeah, that's right, your awesome daughter already made friends on the first night here. How amazing is that?

"You wanna come to the pool with me?" She asked in that bubbly way of her, as if we've been friends forever.

"I don't want to steal you away from your friends whose names I already forgot." I smiled at her. I honestly didn't want to ruin her vacation, she came here to spend time with her friends. It just caused her to chuckle and with that my smile grew even wider.

"Well," she started, "actually they're going to the park or something, but I'm more up for something involving water." she continued, her eyes pleading.

"Don't you think we'd better go to the beach?" I suggested. Her adorable smile grew so big it almost showed all of her teeth. -No, not that weird forced way you see those kids do in commercials-

I looked over at my parents, pleading with my eyes for them to say that I could go.

My father laughed his roaring laugh, "Santana, you're 17, you don't have to ask me to go do something with a friend, it's you vacation too. Go have fun!" Yupp, still awesome parents.

"Go change." I smiled at her.

She gave me a look that screamed: 'one-step-ahead-of-you' and pulled her shirt over her shoulder to show me the strap of her bikini top.

"Okaaaay," I dragged out, "then I'll go change. Come on."

She followed me to my room and waited for me on my bed while I quickly changed. After two minutes I stood back in front of her, smiling widely, "Let's go." I 'borrowed' my dad's car -good thing I knew where he kept his keys, and yes, I had a spare key to access their room- and drove off to the beach. It wasn't that far though. But I'm Santana Lopez. I don't walk. No, I never walk.

It wasn't too crowded at the beach which was nice. I didn't like a big crowd. Now I stop to think about it, there's a lot I don't like. She dropped all of our stuff at some random spot and lay down in the sand beside it.

"Britt, don't just lay on the sand, we have towels for that."

She smirked at me while I took the towels and unfolded them. When I was about to sit down, she undressed so she was in bikini only and started walking towards the water. I just watched her leave, until Brittany turned around and motioned for me to follow. I hesitated for a second, but quickly took off my t-shirt and jean shorts and followed the blonde.

When I was at arms-reach she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me the rest of the way towards the water. The sand was hot beneath my feet and I was relieved when I felt the cool water against my legs. I felt a splash against my face and turned to see Brittany chuckling beside me.

"Oh, now it's on Pierce!" I yelled at her while she ran away. As fast as one could run in water.

I followed her as fast as I could -thank you years of cheerios practice- and quickly caught up with her. I still don't know how I managed to out run her, with those long dancer legs of hers. Anyway, I put my arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground. She squeaked, knowing all too well what I was going to do. Since she already knew, there was no point in re-considering the idea, now was there? So I just dropped her in the water. She dragged herself out of the water after spitting out the sea-water dramatically and lay down on the beach, not to far from the sea.

She didn't make a move to get back up, so I just went to lay behind her and we stared at the blue sky for a few moments.

We stayed on the beach almost the entire day, just making fools of ourselves. To outsiders we must've looked like a couple of immature 4-year olds, but we had lots of fun, so it didn't matter.

When we were exhausted we packed all of our stuff and went back to the resort.

We arrived just in time for dinner. She even asked me if I wanted to eat dinner with her and her group of friends, but I friendly declined. There actually is such a thing as moving too fast in a friendship.

Not much after I got to my room my phone rang. I noticed the changed ring tone for the fist time.

You're so beautiful

But that's not why I love you

I'm not sure you know

That the reason I love you is you

Being you

Just you

I pressed the green button after checking the caller ID, even though I could've guessed who it was.

"Seriously Fabray? You even changed my ring tone?" We seriously need to work on our greetings.

"Only for me," She exclaimed proudly, "I know you love it." She added lofty. Then she turned serious again. Yes, we can be serious.

"It already sucks without you here, San. Artie doesn't stop hitting on me, Artie for fucks sake! And Puck is not here to go all bad ass on his ass. I can't spend my summer like this." Okay, so maybe the first part wasn't exactly what she said, but that's how I remember it. Sue me.

"So why don't you come here for a couple of days? Actually I could use my best friend here to do some bad ass stuff with me. Besides, it sucks you don't have a real vacation. Your mom owns you." Okay, that was a low blow, it sucked that her parents were in no state to go on vacation. Something about family issues, but that didn't have to mean Quinn couldn't go on vacation either. It wasn't weird at all that I asked my best friend -with who I may or may not occasionally sleep with- to come visit me on vacation after only two days.

I didn't even need to see her face to see the wide smile on it.

"Are you sure, do you even have room for me?" She asked, trying to sound uncertain, but I knew she already had her mind set on coming.

"Q, I have a suite for myself. It gets lonely, I need someone to share it with, you know."

"Be there ASAP," She said excitedly and with that she ended our call. I quickly send my parents a text, letting them know Quinn was coming over. Of course they were cool with it.

I went to lay on my bed, to get some rest before my best friend arrived, and closed my eyes.

I was woken up by the ringing of my phone a couple of hours later. Okay so maybe it was a lot later. I have really bad notion of time when I'm asleep.

"Hey Q, you here yet?"

"Yeah, well almost, wait for me in the lobby?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Sure Q." I went downstairs to the lobby and waited until a familiar head of blonde hair opened the doors.

"Q!" I yelled a little to loudly before running towards her with my arms open. I'm sure we looked like two people right out of some sappy movie that I hated to watch.

I only know these things happen in them because Quinn forces me to watch them with her. Got to love your best friends. She returned the hug and looked around to see if anyone was in eye-sight. But the lobby was abandoned except for me and my best friend.

After having made sure that we were alone, she leaned in and kissed me firmly on the lips, letting me know that she missed me just as much as I had missed her. Yupp, after just two days. There's a word for that you know. Pathetic.

But could you blame me? We've been doing everything together since kindergarten, I don't know what it's like to spend time away from her. When she pulled away we just stood there smiling at each other.

How was I supposed to know Brittany was watching us from behind the corner of a wall. That's just creepy if you ask me.

"Let's go get your bags upstairs, you wanna explore the resort? I know it's late but it's really awesome and big and-" I started before she cut me off.

"You missed me." She stated. I furrowed my eyebrows, of course I did.

"Yes?" I asked, making sure she knew how ridiculous I found that statement because honestly, it was obvious.

"And I missed you." She continued in the same fashion.

"Yes?" I repeated, now knowing all too well where this was heading.

"Then you know what happens next," She smirked, damn that smirk, "we have plenty of time to explore the resort tomorrow." After she winked at me she entered the elevator. I gulped before following her. She knew how much I love this side of her.

Unknown to me at that moment, Brittany took the stairs to our floor, set on not missing a thing. Stalker much? Okay, maybe it was kind of cute in some weird, crazy way.

Quinn and I exited the elevator, trying to act calmly which was proven impossible with so much sexual tension it could fill the entire hotel. In front of my door, while I was fumbling with my keys, she started kissing up my neck. When I finally got the damn thing to unlock, she grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me properly.

"Quinn-" I tried to say in between kisses, "Quinn, we-" Knowing all too well what I was about to say she mumbled a 'room' against my lips before kissing me again. I have no idea how she managed to keep up with the kissing and open the door all in once, but she managed and I couldn't complain.

Sometimes I wonder why we still do this stuff, but I try not to think about it too much, because honestly I kind of like it. Like, a lot. Not that I'd ever tell Quinn, that's just not how we work. How do we work? We're just friends with benefits I guess. It's not like we're in love with each other or anything. -Or so I thought- And when one of us has a boyfriend, it's not considered cheating for that very reason. It's just friends talking with their tongues super close. At least that's what I keep telling myself all the time.

And that's why hours later I find myself pressed up against her sleeping body with my arm draped over her side. It's so familiar and I totally like it, having my best friend here. Sometimes I wonder what my parents think, when we disappear in my room for hours and come down again, all sweaty and hungry.

Good thing I have my own hotel room and my parents think Quinn will arrive in the morning. Would they be suspicious of Quinn stayed with me? Their room is like, next to mine, could they hear us? I gulped at that thought, that'd be kind of awkward.

Well, at least they know we're really close, maybe they think we watch porn... together.

Wait, would that be any less awkward?

After getting rid of all those thoughts I tried to set my mind at peace and get some sleep. Successfully.

A/N: So Quinn came! Yaaaay. I know it's soon to have her over after two days, but I need her for my story (: Obviously, if this is going to be Quinntana. For now it's still both. Just to be clear: there will not be a threesome relationship in any way.

Thank you for reading! :D