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Chapter 17

"How about a quarter?" Mack starts. "I'll pay you a quarter for a peck on the lips."

"No."

"Hmmm…how about a dollar…fifty. I'll give you a dollar fifty."

"No….gosh, go away."

Santana is lying on her back on a lawn chair, poolside listening to Mack try to talk Quinn into giving her a kiss.

"Incoming." Next thing she knows there is a big splash and her lower half is covered in water. She looks up to see Rachel swatting Puck in the back of the head. She's probably yelling at him about how this pool isn't deep enough for him to be doing such great stunts.

It's Mike's birthday, so they decided to through him a surprise hotel party. To keep things cheap, they only rented two hotel rooms and snuck everyone else in threw the side doors of the hotel.

"San!" Rachel calls from the pool. Santana gets up and walks over to her girlfriend.

"What's up, babe?"

"Come into the pool." Rachel pouts. "I need some attention."

They spend two more hours laughing, playing and lounging at the pool. Afterwards they move upstairs to the hotel rooms to drink and talk. Rachel and Santana decided to go back to Santana's place.

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"You know, I don't think you were meant to have a car." Mack kicks the flat tire.

"Hey," Santana pushes Mack back onto the sidewalk. "Stop abusing my car."

Santana came over to Mack's right after work so they could hangout until it was time to go over to Rachel's for dinner. When it was about an hour away until dinner, Santana and Mack left Mack's apartment building only to go outside and find out that Santana has another flat. Usually Mack would use her roommates, Toni, car since hers broke down a few months ago but Toni is already out and about.

"I'm just saying…something is always happening to your car."

"Shut up." Santana rolls her eyes and pull out her cell phone.

"Make sure you call Puck. That way we can stop and get beer." Mack comments from her spot on top of Santana's car hood.

Thirty minutes later Puck's truck appears with Tina in the passenger seat. Mack and Santana climb into the back seat.

"Hey do you guys have beer already? I need beer."

"Mack, I'm starting to think you have a problem." Tina comments from the front seat.

"Oh…babe have no fear. The beer's not for me." A smirk makes its way across Mack's face. "Quinn gets a little loose when drunk. OW!" Mack rubs her arm where Santana punched her. "Damn…it was only a joke."

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Thirty minutes later, after stopping to get beer, the four friends make it to Rachel's and Puck's apartment.

They walk into the apartment to find Rachel, Quinn, Mike and Puck's latest girlfriend, Sandy, lounging around in the living room.

"Oh wow." Mack steps into the room, high fiving Mike as she walks further into the room. "I didn't know it was date night?"

"It's not." Rachel says getting up to hug Mack. "It's friend night." Rachel releases Mack so she can grab Santana and pull her into the kitchen.

"Hey, baby." Santana smiles and pull Rachel into a kiss. "Mmmm… missed you." Santana mumbles against Rachel's lips.

"Hush..." Rachel pats Santana's shoulder. "You saw me this morning, loser." Santana groans when Rachel wiggles out of her arms so she can check whatever is cooking in the oven.

"I know but…" Santana leans against the counter and just watch Rachel. "I just missed you."

"Okay." Rachel closer the oven door again. "I missed you too."

"So…I have a flat tire. I…"

"Another one?" Santana is interrupted when Quinn comes into the kitchen to grab a beer. "Maybe you shouldn't have your own car." Quinn stops to open her beer.

"Shut up. Mack said the same thing." Santana roll her eyes. Quinn just shrugs and looks over at Rachel near the stove.

"Food ready? I'm starved."

"I made you a sandwich like an hour ago. How are you starving?" Rachel says with a frown.

"Like you said…that was an hour ago. I'm hungry again." Quinn says like it's obvious.

"Get out of my kitchen, Quinn." Rachel waves the girl off.

"No funny business in here…" Quinn wiggles a finger at them. "Its friend's night. If you guys act all cute Mack will start acting like we are a couple." Quinn frowns. "I can't have that." Then she leaves the room.

"Between Puck's bitchy girlfriend, Mack's crude jokes, Quinn's ability to put away food, and Mike and Puck insisting on playing that stupid video game," Rachel starts. "I might go crazy tonight."

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The night so far hasn't been bad. The food was good, Mack kept her flirting light, Sandy only made one rude remark, and Puck and Mike actually turned off the game so they could watch a movie after eating.

Now, at almost midnight, Santana finds herself in the living room with Tina, Mike, Quinn and Mack. Puck and Sandy retired to Puck's bedroom an hour ago and Rachel got tired and said goodnight as well. Santana decided to hang back and watch another film with the girls and Mike before joining Rachel. Mike and Tina are cuddled up on the pull out couch as Quinn loungers in the recliner and Mack as curled up on a blanket on the loveseat.

"Are you going home with us next week, Santana?" Mike asks the question thirty minutes later when their movie goes off.

"Yeah, I just got approved for the days off." Santana stands and stretch.

"Cool. This trip is going to be so fun. Mack you coming to, right?" Mike looks over to the half asleep girl.

"Of course." She mumbles out. "I'll follow Quinn's boobs anywhere." Santana laughs at the joke while she makes her way down the hall to Rachel's room.

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"Serious Quinn….can we listen to something else besides NPR? Some music… please." Santana pleads from the backseat of Quinn's car.

Santana, Rachel, and Mack are making the drive back to their hometown in Quinn's car while Mike, Tina, Puck and Puck's girlfriend Sandy ride in Puck's truck.

Santana is already on edge because when they get home she's introducing Rachel as her girlfriend and having lunch the next day with Rachel's dads. Quinn refusing to listen to anything other than NPR radio is just adding to her bad nerves.

"Hey!" Rachel pouts when Santana reaches over and pull her headphones out of her ear.

"We suffer together."Santana grins and shoves Rachel's headphones between her legs.

"Question?" Mack interrupts Santana's and Rachel's fight over the headphones. "Not to sound like a bitch or anything…"

"Oh…good luck with that." Santana giggles out.

"Shut up." Mack rolls her eyes. "What's the deal with that Sandy chick? I mean…Puck's only been dating her for like two months and he's already bring her home to meet his mom. I know I've only known you guys for like…half a year or some shit but…"

"No. I thought that was weird too." Quinn backs her up.

"Maybe he just really likes her." Rachel shrugs.

"Rach…you can barely stand her. Do you really think Puck likes her that much?" Quinn turns the radio down a little more so she can focus on their conversation.

"Well…she's not that bad. She just needs to learn some manners and maybe wash dishes here and there…"

"Seriously?" Santana laughs. "I think something's up. There has to be a reason why he decided to bring her."

"Who cares? We should mind are own business." Rachel's fast to reach between Santana legs and free her headphones. "Stop." She slaps Santana's hand away. "I'll share."

"Thanks, baby." Santana smiles and kiss Rachel's cheek.

Quinn turns her radio back up and Mack groans in the passenger seat.

TBC