Hello!
Quinn arrived home about forty minutes later. It was a long walk from the hotel to her place (they were on opposite sides of town). That was weird. Sam was acting really weird, was he not? She walked up the stairs to her porch and pulled out her house key. However when she reached for the door knob she realized it was already unlocked. With a confused expression etched on her face she opened the door. "Mom!" She called out. She didn't think her mom was home, the car wasn't in the driveway. "Hello!" She hollered out.
"Hey Q!" a voice greeted from behind.
Quinn spun around on her heel with a slight scream. She looked at the now laughing girl in front of her, "Santana."
The other girl nodded, "yeah, I came by to hang, but no one answered."
"Since when do we hang out?" Quinn asked, "and how did you get in my house?"
The Latina stepped forward, "I just figured that since New York and your confession of wanting someone to love...we could try and reconcile our friendship." She shrugged, "I miss you Quinn."
Quinn was shocked to hear the confession. Santana never admitted to feelings (rarely) ever. "And?"
Santana thought for a moment before realizing what the blonde was referring to, "I still have the key you gave me freshman year..." she smiled, "...remember all the sleepovers?"
Quinn laughed, "yeah, you had to sneak in every time because my father absolutely despised you."
Santana shut the door and walked over to Quinn, "I'm sure he would have hanged me if he ever got the chance!"
Quinn laughed as she and Santana walked to the living room. All thoughts of the blonde boy seemed to have disappeared.
Sam and Mercedes were sitting on the couch. It was completely silent and totally awkward. Mercedes was staring at the TV which was currently playing nothing. While Sam's eyes frequently darted around the entire room.
After a moment the girl sighed, "Sam?" She asked.
Sam's head turned to face his girlfriend sharply, "yeah?"
Mercedes looked at him, "you haven't said a word to me since I got here. Are you alright?"
"Absolutely, never better. I'm great." He said swiftly.
Mercedes couldn't help but shake her head, "I don't believe you...what's wrong?"
Sam shrugged, "nothing. I-I-well I'm just thinking about Glee."
"Glee?"
"Yeah, I think we need to put some things together...keep it going throughout the summer."'
"I think you've been hanging out with Rachel a little too much."
Sam chuckled, "no, I'm really being serious."
Mercedes nodded, "okay." She shrugged, "what kind of things did you have in mind?"
Sam shook his head, "well, I haven't really thought that much into it." He looked at her again, "I figured I'd need some help, so I kind of wanted to wait to plan until I had a partner in on it."
The girl smiled, "and you picked me?"
"Always." He felt a little weird saying it. He really only wanted to pick Quinn.
Well I'll end it there I know it's short, but thanks for reading!
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