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Quinn sat on the couch between Rachel and Kurt, who just got home, and listened to them talk around her. With her hair straightened, as usual, she was wearing a light green sun dress, cute flats to match and a black jacket of Rachel's that Kurt suggested she wear since it was such a "lovely day" and her winter coat wouldn't be necessary. She sat with her legs crossed, her leg bobbing up and down slightly out of nervousness. She was waiting for Santana to come out of the bathroom and announce that she was ready to go.
"So what have you guys been up to?" Kurt directed towards Quinn snapping her out of her slight daze.
Quinn shrugged nonchalantly, "Rachel dragged me and Santana around the city yesterday and made me watch Funny Girl with her this morning. That's about it…but its been fun." She said turning to smile at Rachel.
"Santana has been a huge bitch this weekend though, I know it's like…her thing but yesterday it was like she made it her goal to get under Quinn's skin." Rachel said getting irritated for Quinn and rolling her eyes towards Kurt who returned the gesture.
"Why are you hanging out with her alone then, I'd hate to get a phone call announcing that you've killed each other." Kurt said, completely serious.
Quinn shrugged again, "Maybe she wants to make up for it…for once. Can't hurt to give her another chance, sometimes they work out." She looked at Kurt but gestured towards Rachel who was beaming behind her and Kurt smiled in understanding.
"Alright princess let's get this show on the road." Santana announced loudly from behind them making her way out of the bathroom and towards the door. All three of them rolled their eyes. Santana was wearing a dark grey sweater that was a little loose around the neck exposing more of her shoulders and dark skinny jeans paired with her black knee high boots. She had her hair down in loose curls that were pulled to one side of her neck as she looked down through her purse to make sure she had everything she needed.
She looked up to find Quinn staring at her and she quirked an eyebrow, "Are you coming or not?"
Quinn cleared her throat and reached to the coffee table to grab her purse as she stood, "Uh, yeah. Bye guys, see you later." She said with a smile and small wave to Kurt and Rachel who returned the gestures as she made her way passed Santana and opened the door.
They walked in silence through the building with Quinn slightly ahead of Santana. As they made it outside they both grabbed sunglasses from their purses and Quinn stopped walking so Santana could catch up. Quinn didn't feel Santana walk up behind her or beside her so she turned around to see her looking at her with her arms crossed and her head cocked to the side.
"Can I help you?" Quinn asked when Santana didn't say anything.
"We're going this way," Santana said jerking her head backwards and Quinn rolled her eyes and walked back towards her.
"Where are we going?" Quinn asked as they began walking, sticking her hands into her jacket pockets and shivering slightly as the sun disappeared momentarily behind a stray cloud.
Santana shrugged, "Are you hungry?"
Quinn shrugged, she hadn't eaten today but she wasn't necessarily hungry, "I could eat I guess if you want to."
Santana scoffed, "'Kay," she stole a glance at Quinn who was looking around them, "Or we can stay home if you're gonna keep being weird."
Quinn turned to look at Santana, "How am I being weird, I'm just walking." She said with a scowl.
Santana laughed, "Okay, whatever. If you're not that hungry we can get takeout from somewhere and head over to the park." She suggested.
Quinn thought for a moment, "Mmkay, sounds good…from where though?"
"Don't worry, you'll like it."
They walked out of the sandwich shop Santana carrying their bag and each holding their own drink. Santana ordered some chicken sandwich with a whole bunch of crap on it but Quinn had her mind on her own sandwich, BLT, extra bacon of course.
"Brody told me their BLTs are kickass so I thought you'd like it." Santana said with a grin before taking a sip of her drink, "Plus the park is literally right across the street, so it works out."
Quinn grinned back at her appreciating Santana remembering her love for all things bacon. On the walk over to the restaurant they both, meaning Quinn, finally loosened up a bit and the tension between them broke up and Quinn was relieved to say the least, she thought the whole day was going to have that awkward tension and she wasn't up for putting up with it all day.
"So are you like, gay now or what?" Santana suddenly asked as they made their way to the park.
Quinn choked, "Um, I, I mean I don't know I guess."
"What do you mean you guess? Either you are or aren't or bi or whatever." Santana said with a scowl.
"Well, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you so you can do whatever with that information." Quinn said quietly causing Santana to shoot her an odd look.
"Don't even start." She warned. Quinn rolled her eyes as Santana chose a bench and sat down before pulling out her's and Quinn's sandwich and salad. Quinn quickly opened hers and took a bite, even though she didn't feel super hungry, the thought of such a wonderful sandwich had her stomach turning in anticipation. She practically moaned in delight, Brody was right: kickass.
Santana laughed and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Enjoying yourself there, Q?"
Quinn turned to her with her mouth full with another bite and tried to grin as she nodded her head. Santana smiled at her before finally taking a bite of her own sandwich, "Guess Brody was right, huh?" She asked when she swallowed, turning to Quinn again with a grin.
She caught Quinn in between bites so she was able to properly answer with a grin of her own, "Definitely!"
They sat in silence as they finished eating, Quinn wondering what was going on in Santana's head, as usual. She finished way before Santana and turned sideways on the bench to look at the park behind them as well as in front of them. It seemed like everyone was taking advantage of the nice day, taking walks and having what seemed to be family time together. She glanced at Santana, who was slowly finishing her meal, and tried to figure out what her deal is; she keeps bringing up stuff in relation to them but she gets irritated when Quinn answers truthfully.
She watched as Santana took her last bite and gathered up the trash to put in the bag as she sucked in the last of her drink. She stood up and walked across the walkway to throw it away as Quinn watched. She turned around to meet Quinn's eyes and looked at her expectantly motioning her over with her head.
Quinn stood up and made her way over to Santana who had already started slowly walking further into the park, "What now?" Quinn asked curiously.
Santana lifted her sunglasses up on her head, all the trees blocking out most of the sun. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked the time, "Well, it's a little after three, we can walk around here for a little bit…unless you have something else in mind?" She looked at Quinn who was pulling her sunglasses off too.
Quinn thought for a moment, she had no idea what there was to do around here so she just went with Santana's idea, "This is fine, I wouldn't know what else to do around here." She said with a shrug turning to look back at Santana.
Santana looked at her for another moment before they both turned to face forward as they continued walking, "So are you having a good time? I mean I know we haven't really done anything but walk, eat and walk some more but…" Santana asked Quinn, not turning to look at her this time.
Quinn looked at her out of the corner of her eye and answered with a small grin, "Yeah, it's nice," She said nonchalantly, "Comfortable." She added quieter.
She noticed Santana glance at her out of the corner of her eye as well before she just nodded. She was quiet for another moment before she finally said, "It is nice, really. I got kinda used to hanging around by myself at Louisville and decided I kinda like it more than being around tons of loud stupid people, especially loud stupid people that pretend to be you friend just for shits and giggles." She said quietly but Quinn turned to look at her when she heard the slightly hurt tone in her voice.
"Is that why you dropped out?" Quinn asked quietly.
Santana shrugged, "I didn't even wanna go there anyway but Brittany went out of her way to make sure I got a scholarship and I didn't wanna disappoint her, especially since she was still stuck in that hell hole, that's disappointing enough. After a while it got frustrating not being around anyone I gave a shit about and since I wasn't with her anymore I didn't really have any reasons for me to wanna stay. Plus I wanted to be here ever since we came here for Nationals." She said fading off wistfully and looking around.
Quinn was still looking at her and she saw emotion flash across her face that she rarely sees on Santana, "Do you miss her?" Quinn asked hesitantly.
Santana chuckled and looked down again, "Of course I do, she wasn't just my girlfriend she was one of my absolute best friends. She said we'd keep it that way but…I don't know, it hasn't been the same. I know she's happy with Sam and better off without me so I don't know," She said with a sigh, "I guess it's better this way for both of us but I don't know I just hope things get better."
Quinn looked down, "Yeah…" she said quietly, she didn't really know what to say. She knew Santana would probably always love the girl but it hurt her to see how sad the whole thing still made her, especially with whatever they had going on right now happening.
Santana was silent for a moment, like she was thinking before she asked, "Do you ever miss Puckerman or anyone?"
Quinn laughed, "Define miss."
She could see Santana grin but she didn't look up, "I mean he was your first. Some girls feel like they have a connection with whoever has their V-card. Or Finn, I mean he was your first love right?"
Quinn thought for a moment. Yeah Puck was her first but it's not like it was really anything she wanted. She always imagined her first time on her wedding night or at least with the man she knew she was going to marry, definitely not with her boyfriend's best friend who got her drunk and couldn't even respect her enough to use a condom but instead insisted "Don't worry, I got this." Don't even get her started on Finn either.
She sighed, "I don't miss anyone in whatever way you're implying. I don't recall having a relationship that didn't benefit me in some way to be quite honest." She said honestly with a chuckle.
Santana laughed, "Wow, so everyone you've been with, you didn't really give a shit about?" She thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah, actually thinking about it, I can see that." Santana quirked an eyebrow finally looking towards Quinn.
Quinn grinned and then hesitated a moment, "Well, I wouldn't say everyone." She said quietly eyeing Santana from the corner of her eye.
Santana cleared her throat and looked down at that again not saying anything. Quinn worried the tension was coming back between them at her statement but then Santana suddenly looked up at Quinn before she grabbed her hand and dragged her to the playground area that was coming into view. She guided her to the swings and let go of her hand as she sat down and started slowly moving her legs back and forth. Quinn watched her with a smirk..
"Are we kids now?" Quinn asked finally taking her spot on the swing next to Santana. Santana had a smile playing on the edge of her lips as she started swinging higher. Quinn decided against anything other than slightly swaying considering she was in a dress.
Santana didn't answer her instead she just continued swinging. Quinn watched her and after a minute she finally slowed to a stop and twisted to face Quinn with a smile on her face. Quinn smiled back as Santana said, "Remember when we were off the Cheerios and were actually friends and we'd go to the park at night together and just chill?" Quinn nodded, "I think those were probably the best days we spent together, kinda like now." She said leaning her head against her hand on the swings chain still gazing at Quinn reminiscing.
Quinn thought back to those days, Santana was right, it was kind of like now. They rarely remembered those days though, they didn't last very long. Not after Quinn went off the deep end the summer between Junior and Senior year, therefore cutting off all contact with anyone that might care about her. But they were nice. It was around the time Brittany confronted Santana about her feelings and Santana had confided in Quinn for once and it sort of just became a habit; when they were bored they'd call one another and see if they wanted to chill at the park for a little bit.
Looking back, Quinn thinks that might've been where her feelings for the girl stem from. It was moments like that when she saw the real Santana, not the façade she put on for her peers at school, that she really enjoyed being in the girl's company.
Santana snapped her fingers and Quinn realized she had been staring at her while she was reminiscing, "If this is gonna stay cool you're not allowed to do that." Santana said with a laugh and started twisting herself in the swing.
"Sorry," Quinn muttered looking down, "I was just thinking." Quinn said wistfully and began mimicking Santana's movements in her own swing.
"About what?" Santana asked hesitantly, like she knew but wanted to hear anyway.
"Us." Quinn shrugged.
"There is no us, Q." Santana said flatly.
"You know what I mean, calm down." Quinn said rolling her eyes.
"Then stop doing shit like that." Santana said quietly.
Quinn gave her a confused look, "Like what?"
"Everything." Santana mumbled and Quinn snorted which received a glare from Santana.
Quinn looked at her for a moment before she said, "Your life would probably be a lot easier if you stopped trying to be such a non-feeling having, badass, you know." Quinn said with pointed look.
"No, my life would be a lot easier if people, specifically you, left me alone about stuff and stopped making me feel like shit."
"You wouldn't feel bad if you'd just be honest with yourself." Quinn mumbled.
Santana gave her a look, searching Quinn's face for a moment, "Let it go."
Quinn let out a quick breath through her nose, "Whatever." Quinn said quickly choosing not to say anything else and pissing Santana off.
Santana just nodded and looked down kicking around at the ground below her. After a moment of watching her, Quinn sighed, "I really did have a nice time today…still am," She paused and looked up to watch Santana for a reaction, "You know Yale is really nice like this…quiet I mean, you can just relax and enjoy yourself. You should come up sometime." Quinn suggested with a small shrug.
Santana looked up at that and nodded with a small smile, "That'd be cool…as long as you don't have a bunch of snobby bitch friends."
Quinn laughed and shook her head, "The few I have are cool…and I don't have a roommate so…"
"Really? Awesome." Santana asked, slightly shocked.
Quinn laughed, "Yeah, there are actually a lot of single rooms there, lucky me."
Santana slowly nodded with a look of approval, "Sounds good, I'll check and see when I can get off when I go in tomorrow and let you know." Santana grinned and looked at Quinn for a long moment before she got distracted by something behind Quinn and looked passed her. After a moment she looked away and at her phone she pulled out of her pocket, "We should probably head back so Berry doesn't complain about me stealing you all day before you leave." She said before standing up.
Quinn eyed her curiously before following suit, "Yeah I guess." She said not really wanting their time together to end. She sighed and caught up with Santana anyway who had already begun walking away. Santana turned to her and gave her a small smile before she skipped ahead of Quinn again. Quinn shook her head with a small smile and in the back of her mind began wondering if things could be like this, why was Santana insistent on not doing anything about it. Just give it time, Quinn thought with another sigh before she tried to catch up to Santana again.