Unexpectedly Yours
15.
Jacob Ben Israel's point of view
It wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning and already I've suffered through two wedgies today. This wasn't going to be a good day.
I went to my locker because I wanted to separate my textbooks for the morning and afternoon so that I didn't fall over due to their total weight. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her approaching me. Usually she had an aura of nerd like me, but ever since the fight over one Miss Quinn Fabray, Santana Lopez has changed. I'd deny it if asked, but I liked the new confidence.
"Hey, Jewfro…" she yelled at me from a couple of lockers down.
"What cha want, Lopez," I asked timidly.
"Actually I'm here to do you a favor," she said and half smiled.
"Um, no, I'm not into that sorta stuff, but thanks."
"Eww, no. I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that, you perv. What I meant is that Quinn and I want to sit down with you for an exclusive for your blog and the newspaper. We also want a much better photo than you snapped of us in the nurse's office. We have an announcement," she said.
"What kind of announcement," I asked because this definitely piqued my interest.
"You're just gonna have to wait to find out…after school today…in the newspaper room," she said firmly. She then sauntered away as she swayed her hips.
Wow! This day was beginning to look up!
Santana's point of view
"Whazzup," I said as I found Brittany and Rachel by Brittany's locker.
"Whazzup?" she answered back. She extended her hand for a high five. I smacked it.
"Hey, Rachel," I acknowledged.
"Hello, Santana," she said.
"It's great that you are both here…what are you two doing next Saturday?" I asked hopeful.
Brittany and Rachel looked at each other. Then they focused their attention back to me.
"You tell us, what are we doing next Saturday?" Brittany asked me.
"Would you two be down with helping Quinn and me move out of my house and pick up her stuff from her house? We are moving into our own apartment," I asked excitedly.
"We'd be happy to," Rachel said, "Brittany, we can tell our parents on Sunday."
Brittany looked at her lovingly and I almost got queasy, but in a good way.
"Tell 'em what," I asked childishly.
"That we are officially dating," Brittany said and looked me in my eyes.
"Have you two, ya know…" I said and winked overdramatically.
"No," Brittany yelled.
"No, Santana, we haven't done that yet," Rachel answered. She smiled at Brittany's reaction.
"We have made out big time," Brittany said and was poked in the side by Rachel.
"Okay, that was a little t.m.i…" I said and shook my head to get that mental image out.
"TMI?" Rachel asked confused.
Brittany looked down at her and said, "Too much information!"
"Oh, yea, that's right," Rachel said and smacked her forehead.
"Oh, one more thing, Quinn and I are going to talk to Jewfro after school today," I said.
"Eww, why," Brittany asked.
"We talked about it and feel like he'd be a great way to announce our," I started and then whispered, "engagement."
"Ok," Brittany whispered back.
"Why are we whispering," Rachel whispered.
We all laughed.
"Good one, short stuff," I slipped.
Brittany chuckled, but scolded, "Santana!"
"No, no, I liked that one," Rachel assured me.
Just then the bell rang.
"We must go to homeroom," I said as I began to pull Brittany away from Rachel.
"I'm gonna miss you," Brittany said to her.
"I'm going to miss you more," Rachel replied.
"Ok, I'm gonna be sick," I said and then pretended to vomit.
Before Rachel walked away she pulled Brittany's shirt towards her. Brittany was forced to lower herself down to Rachel's height. Then Rachel attached her lips to Brittany's. Brittany moaned in the kiss. Then Rachel stopped the kiss with a big pop of their lips. She turned around and started to walk away.
"Snap! I never knew she had that in her," I said in shocked.
"You'd be surprised, my friend…" Brittany said as we walked to class.
Quinn's point of view
As I sat in my first class of the day, I admired my engagement ring. I tried not to flaunt it yet. I could do that after we announced it. I was missing my baby so much so I decided to text her. I pulled out my phone and texted her under my desk.
Santana's point of view
My phone vibrated in my pocket and while my teacher was at the blackboard with her back facing us, I pulled it out and noticed a text message from my beautiful girl.
I clicked on the message and almost choked on my gum.
"I wish you were underneath me right now - me," it said.
I feverishly texted her back.
Quinn's point of view
In a matter of a few seconds, I got a response.
It read, "Miss Fabray…Well I wish my head was someplace naughty. - me"
In another second I texted, "oh yeah, where is that?"
My face blushed when I read, "In between your legs…"
I replied, "Santana…"
To which I read, "Quinn..."
Santana's point of view
I'm so glad that Brittany couldn't hear my heart beating loudly in my chest, but she did look at me with a weird expression on her face.
I held up my phone a little and she nodded her head as if to say she knew what I was doing.
I texted Quinn one more time. It read, "You, me, and Jewfro…the newspaper room after school…"
I chuckled at her response, "A threesome…can't we find someone a tad cuter…"
I replied, "Yeah right…in his dreams!"
I heartily laughed out loud when I read, "Yeah in his wet dreams!"
"LOL…I love you." I texted.
"I knew you'd find that funny. I love you more…" she said.
Jacob Ben Israel's point of view
It was a little after school had been let out. I was running down the hallway because I thought they'd be waiting for me. I bolted into the room to find that they weren't. I tidied up the place and then set two chairs out for them to sit on. Then I got the cameras ready. Thank God I charged them both over the weekend.
What's their big announcement? They've been out for a while now…
Then Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez walked hand in hand into the newspaper room. They were laughing and they seemed really happy.
They noticed me sitting in a chair.
"Hello, Jacob," Quinn said first and smiled.
Hi," I said.
"Hey, Jacob," Santana said a few seconds later.
I pointed to the two chairs that I had set out. They walked over and sat down.
"Ok," I started, coughed, and then continued, "I thought that we'd do the video first. Depending on how much I get, I may not have to ask you additional questions for the article. Sound good?"
"Whatever you think is best…" Santana said and half smiled.
"Ok, just act natural. Act like a couple which I know you are…" I said and pressed play on the standing video camera. I stood behind it for closer camera angles.
"Ok, I guess my first question is who started this whole relationship?" I asked from behind the camera.
"I did," Santana said.
"Why?"
"I have always had a crush on her," she began, but I interrupted her.
"Even when you had a relationship with Brittany Pierce?"
Santana began to get angry and "Snixx" came out. She started to get up from her seat, but Quinn grabbed her.
"My relationship with Brittany is none of your business. She is my best friend. Move on…" she demanded.
"Ok, ok, hyper much," I said and regretted it as she threw daggers with her eyes at me.
"Her crush for me started after…" Quinn said for Santana.
Santana nodded her head.
"Quinn, tell me how you two got together," I asked Quinn to give Santana some time to compose herself.
"We were partnered up to write a poem which we did and called it, 'Life'….we spent that weekend talking and just being together. I just knew that by the time Sunday night came, I'd be in love with her," Quinn answered.
I nodded my head and then asked, "Santana, why do you think Quinn chose you over Noah Puckerman who she was dating before you?"
"Um, well, I treated her differently than Puckerman. I'm not saying that I treat her better than he did, but I will say that Quinn felt, or feels, something for me that she didn't feel for him…" Santana said.
"And that is love…pure, passionate love," Quinn added.
"Did you not love Puck?" I asked.
"I loved him in a totally different way than I love Santana…" she said and hesitated.
I gave her the sign for continue. I zoomed the camera in on Quinn as she finished her statement.
"Well, I see a future with Santana that I never saw with Noah. I am truly happy with Santana. So much so that I had my life change for her," Quinn said.
Santana seemed to know where this conversation was going because she reached for her hand. I panned down for the camera to capture this.
"How has your life changed," I went in for the obvious question.
"Well, it has changed for the positive and the negative. The positive being I found the love of my life in Santana. The negatives being that I was kicked off the Cheerios by Coach Sylvester…and my mother disowned me for loving another woman," Quinn said with a hint of sadness in her voice. Santana squeezed her hand tightly.
"I'm sorry," I said still from behind the camera.
"What do you want to say to those who don't accept the love and the relationship that you two have, Santana," I asked and looked at her first.
"Well, I just want people to know that Quinn and I love each other unconditionally, everyday, all day. We just want to be accepted for our choice to love. We aren't breaking the law or being disrespectful. You know for some people finding that 'special someone' takes years, but I was lucky enough to have found her in high school. And I'll never let her go," she said and looked Quinn in her eyes.
"Quinn?" I asked.
"You know, as I was being let go from the Cheerios and afterward in the locker room I tried to compose myself and my thoughts, I feared that being kicked off the squad would be the hardest thing that would happen to me. If I wasn't a Cheerio then who was I? I've come to learn that I'm still Quinn Fabray. I'm the same person that I was before. I know this to be true because I see myself through Santana's eyes everyday. This and this alone made me a better person. Not the trophies or winning the competitions. Being in true love is what makes a person their authentic self," Quinn said.
Santana had tears in her eyes by this point.
"So what's the big announcement?" I asked.
"Well, I asked Quinn to marry me," Santana said proudly.
"And I said, 'Yes!'!" Quinn continued and raised her hand that had her ring on it. I zoomed in again on Quinn's ring finger.
"Mazel, when's the big day," I asked.
"Well, not for awhile. We're still in high school," Santana said and chuckled.
"So why not wait to propose, Santana?" I asked curiously.
"I felt the need to do it when I did it. I wanted it represent the idea that we are going to get through everything that life puts in our way together as a couple. We may not get married for years to come, but someday, my friend, she will be my wife," Santana said.
Quinn pulled her in for a hug. And this is when I turned off the camera.
I wanted to give them some privacy so I ejected the tape and put into the editing machine that I own.
"Was that good," Quinn asked.
"That was great! There's just one more element," I answered and held up the digital camera.
"Great…Baby, how's my hair," Quinn asked Santana.
"Flawless as usual!" she replied. Quinn poked her in her side.
"I want to apologize to you both," I started, "The picture I took of the two of you in the nurse's room was uncalled for. The fight caused a crowd and I thought I knew…it turns out I knew nothing…I'm sorry!"
"No worries, Jewfro!" Santana said and smiled.
"Thank you, Jacob," Quinn said as she moved her chair closer to Santana's.
"Any direction?" Santana asked me.
"Um, let's take one where you both are looking lovingly into each other's eyes to start off with…" I suggested.
"Not a problem," Santana whispered to Quinn as they peered into each other's eyes.
Click!
They continued to stare at each other.
"Um, okay…hmm, Quinn, stand up please, put your arms on Santana's shoulders and looked at me, both of you," I suggested again.
Click!
"Ok, I have one," Santana asked.
"Sure," I replied.
"Ok, Beautiful, sit on my lap," Santana asked. Quinn got up from her seat and sat on Santana's lap.
"Ok, Santana, bring your head in closer to Quinn's head. Perfect…Hold it!" I said and snapped the photo. They both wore the hugest grins on their faces.
Click!
Quinn's point of view
That night as soon as we went to sleep, we made passionate love together. We tried very hard to be as quiet as possible, which was very difficult. We were there for each other in a new way that told we both found not only our partners and lovers, but we found our best friends. We promised each other through the caresses we gave each other that we would never let each other go.
As things settled down, I whispered, "Santana…"
Santana lovingly whispered, "Quinn…I love you!"
As we cuddled together, I whispered, "I love you!" I kissed her forehead.