Bitch Wolf Club… and the Gone Girl
QUINN'S POV
The brunette dried her hair with her towel, tugging on a shirt which Sam had left at my house the other day. She turned over to me, smiling at me as she walked towards me.
"Thank you for the help." She smiled, pulling her hair over her shoulder. "I know that we don't even know each other, but what you did for me was so sweet." She stood next to me as I reached my hands out to open the door.
"You don't mind that I have to go right?" I asked, twisting the knob as it opened the door. "You can come, if you want to." She nodded, and we piled into my car.
"So where are we going?" She looked over at me, slightly confused as we drove along, pulling up into a front yard scattered with lawn gnomes. She continued looking at me, smiling as I took the key out of the ignition, placing it in my small purse.
"I'm just visiting a friend, thats ok right?" She nodded, and we both exited, walking down the pathway to the grand house in Lima Heights.
"Whats her name?" She asked, pausing with me at the entrance.
"Santana Lopez. She's a Latina. Really feisty. I don't know if you guys are going to get along, maybe not at the beginning." That was my nice way of saying I don't think they'll ever be friends.
She smiled back at me, reaching out to press the doorbell. We waited, but there was no answer.
Once again, she pressed the doorbell, but still nobody answered the door. I grabbed on the handle, twisting it to find it unlocked.
"Are you sure we can go in?" She asked, and I nodded, pulling her in with me, walking into the McMansion.
"It looks like theres no one here." I looked around a bit, trying to locate the presence of Santana. She had a distinct smell that I could normally track- but it was nowhere to be found.
"Santana?" I ran to her room, leaving a trail of broken books behind me as I stepped on them. "Are you here?"
But when I got to the room- it wasn't a werewolf that I smelt. It was something very different. Very dangerous.
"Rachel, get out. We gotta leave. They might still be here."
SANTANA'S POV
As my pulse started to return to normal, I could finally see my surrounding. The tall trees around me seemed to block all sunlight out as my foot sunk slowly into the mud below me. I got up, brushing myself off quickly before finally stabilising myself on my feet.
"Hello? Um, where the HELL Am I?" I screamed, turning to look at anyone- anything around me. The trees seemed to vanish, as did the sky, and I found myself in a glass box, with people watching me from the outside.
"Well, you passed the first simulator test by not sinking into the mud. Lets see what else you can do." My eyes widened, and I banged on the door, struggling to get out.
"Where am I." No answer. "Is there anyone else with me." They turned over to one side, watching as another girl entered.
"Meet Brittany. She'll be spending some time with you, so get to know each other." I saw her- a slim, tall girl entering and seemingly confused as well. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail, and she wore a sweater with leg warmers on her arm.
"Where are we?"