So its my first story I will write in English. I´m sorry for the spelling errors and other errors :D
Quinn, Santana and Brittney never were in the Cheerios but in the school Baseball team. Its one of my favorite sport. The rest is like on the show. In this story Santana will be a bit over protective against Quinn. I like the friendship between this two, and don´t like it what the producers did on the show. And there is no Pezberry, because I don´t like it either.
Who comes earlier, is on time.
Who is there on time, actually comes to late.
If you are late, you should run.
The really good players come earlier and stay longer.
With a loud bang, she landed on the floor.
,,But you know that normal people come through the door,or?", asked the Latina when she turned on the light.
,,Yes, but where would be the fun in that?", Quinn asked as she stood up.
,,The only one here having fun am I. Coach would kill you if you would hurt yourself."
,,That never happend, Santana.", the blond said.
,,Oh yeah? Maybe I should remind you of last week. You came in here and run against the then,
the next day I could explain Sue what happens to her star Pitcher."
,,Sorry about that, but you are a little dramatic.", Quinn told her best friend.
,,Can I crash here tonight?"
Santana looked at her best friend. Since the blond was pregnant, she came to her and sleept at her house.
First it was just once a week. But after Beth was born the nights grew. And now Quinn would sleep every night in her bed.
,,Never has a problem with you in here. I mean you live here anyway. But you know you can talk to me right?", the Latina
asked with concern in her voice.
,,I can´t talk about it. Not yet. Give me time San."
Santana shook her head. She took something out of the closet and threw it at her friend.
,,The bathroom is all yours. Be fast, I want to finally sleep. We have an early trainings session."
Ten minutes later, Quinn and Santana were in bed. The Latina looked at the profile of her best friend. After losing
the championship, they both had their problems. But this year they would make it. Brittany, her beautiful girlfriend,
had promised her. They would win the baseball school championship and finally take off next year from this fucking town.
She would not lose her best friend to an arrogant, drunken and aggressive father. Quinn is like a sister to her.
Even though they sometimes argued, that belonged to it. Her family was more family to Quinn, as the Fabrays it will
ever be. And she would kill Russel if he ever laid hand on her best friend again. The Latina knew that under the T-shirt
that Quinn wore, were fucking wounds.
But scars on the body fade, scars on the soul stay forever.
And Santana knew that if she pushed to hard, Quinn would shut her out.
This was just an Prolog, to see if somebody read this story ;) Greetings from Germany.