Hello, thank you and all that jazz :) This chapter is a tad shorter than the previous few have been, so kind of a filler chapter if you will since it's just cute banter between them. And by cute I mean I think if you wanted to slap Santana previously, you probably won't want feel that urge anymore, haha. So enjoy :) (Oh also, I don't hate Puck, he's actually my favorite guy on the show I just feel like he might be kind of a jerk in regards to Quinn given their history, idk :P)
Quinn sat at her desk in front of her laptop staring at the screen contemplating. Santana was online and her cursor was hovering waiting to click on the call button. They had spoken almost every day for the past 3 weeks, mostly by texts but a few phone and Skype calls have been involved too. That doesn't make Quinn any less nervous.
Santana may not want to admit it but in reality they're somewhat maintaining a long-distance relationship: all the talking, even when they don't have anything of importance to discuss, mostly just enjoying each others' company. Quinn came to this conclusion because even when her and Santana were good friends at certain junctures in school and after graduation they never spoke this much and almost never without purpose like they have been.
They haven't spoken anymore about their "relationship" since Quinn left NYC and she's starting to wonder where Santana stands in regards to it now. Especially since the distance thing was a major issue when she was dating Brittany. Quinn can't recall Santana putting so much effort in something she considered just a friendship.
Quinn took a breath and quickly clicked to start the call before she had a chance to change her mind. She waited a moment before she was greeted by a smiling and waving Rachel, "Hi, Quinn!" She said ecstatically.
Quinn let out a quick breath before she smiled, slightly relieved for a momentary distraction, "Hey, Rach, what's up?"
Rachel moved around and sat in the chair that she had previously been leaning over to see the screen, "Not much, really, Santana's getting a snack and stuff she told me to answer if you called while she was gone." Quinn nodded with a grin, "But, um, things are good here. Santana's actually being nice, it's actually a little unnerving.
Quinn chuckled, "How so?"
Rachel tilted her head and leaned forward and spoke in a hushed tone, "Well, she's actually showing an interest in my Funny Girl preparations and stuff and just being…not Santana. You know, actually acting like she's happy. I think she's seeing someone, has she said anything to you?" Rachel ended quickly and peeked over her shoulder to see if anyone was coming.
Quinn narrowed her eyes in thought, "Um, no…why do you think that?"
"Well, she's actually been speaking to someone on the phone like not just texting, but when she does text she gets this grin on her face, I don't know how to explain it but it hasn't happened before just recently. Well except when she was dating Brittany but that ended a while ago…I thought she'd say something to you." Rachel said thoughtfully.
Quinn suppressed grinned, not wanting to assume she's who Rachel is unknowingly referring to, "That does sound weird for her, maybe I'll ask." She offered with a shrug.
Rachel grinned and nodded quickly, "Good idea!"
"What's a good idea?" Quinn heard Santana say from behind Rachel before she showed up on the screen.
"Oh nothing," Rachel said as Santana was nudging her to move from the chair, "Bye Quinn! I'll talk to you later!" She said with a wave which Quinn returned before she left the room.
"What's a good idea?" Santana repeated as she got situated.
Quinn smirked, happy Rachel gave her an easy segway into this type of conversation, "Rachel was just telling me she thinks you have a secret lady friend, I told her I'd ask you about it."
Santana snorted, "Why on earth would she think that?"
Quinn shrugged, "You've been talking to someone a lot I guess and apparently get the grins when you're texting whoever it is." Quinn said with an innocent tone to her voice, "Sounds like you gots yourself a little crush." She ended in a childlike voice and smile.
Santana made a noise as she rolled her eyes, "I don't think she knows what she's talking about." She said as she scooted the chair forward and leaned back crossing her arms.
Quinn shrugged before she rested her chin in her hand, "You do seem a tad more chipper these days."
Santana choked back a laugh, "Chipper? Okay."
Quinn nodded with a grin, "So, do you?"
Santana looked back at her through narrowed eyes, "Not exactly."
Quinn tilted her head, "What exactly does that mean?"
"It means, there's this girl who for some reason really cares about me and thinks I'm so beautiful that it practically renders her speechless," Quinn snorted but Santana continued, "And, we're kind of talking but I won't really talk to her about the whole thing."
"Like talking talking?" Quinn asked, getting hopeful about where this could be headed.
Santana shrugged, "I don't think it could be called anything else at this point."
"I see," Quinn grinned and gave a small nod, "So, is she hot?" She asked innocently.
Santana snorted, "Shut up."
Quinn acted like she was offended, "What? I'm only asking because after several failed attempts at wooing you I didn't think it was possible so she must be pretty hot."
Santana laughed, "Wooing? I wouldn't call anything you did wooing," She chuckled again but Quinn just looked back at her expectantly. Santana rolled her eyes, "Okay, but I guess she's kinda hot."
Quinn gave an approving look before her phone vibrated from beside her laptop. Santana started to talk but Quinn held up a finger to stop her as she grabbed her phone to see she had a Facebook notification. She swiped across the screen and saw that Puck had liked her new profile picture and left a comment:
Puck: lookin good baby mama hit me up sometime ;)
Quinn made an indecipherable noise as she rolled her eyes and threw her phone over to her bed without a response. She looked back up at Santana who had an eyebrow raised at her, "What was that about?"
Quinn rolled her eyes again, "Puck on Facebook, being annoying as usual."
Santana nodded getting distracted by something else on her screen. Quinn noticed but spoke anyway, "So, how serious you think you and this lady friend of yours' is going to get?"
Santana let out a quick breath through her nose as she finished whatever she was doing before she turned her attention back to Quinn and spoke, "We'll see." She said with a warning tone.
Quinn closed her eyes and took a breath, "Okay but in all seriousness, are you being serious?" She opened her eyes and Santana was giving her a thoughtful look.
"Why wouldn't I be?" She asked with a softer tone now.
Quinn shrugged, "I don't know…but I don't want you to do this just because you feel forced or anything…"
Santana gave Quinn a small smile as she tilted her head slightly, "No one is forcing me to do anything, Q. Nothings even really changing I mean, lesbihonest, ever since you left here we've been talking way more than I care to admit."
Quinn snorted returned her smile, "Just making sure."
"Anyway," Santana said, speaking up and changing the subject, "How's Psych going?"
Quinn scoffed, "Don't even make me talk about it."
"That bad?" Santana asked curiously.
"He's ridiculous." Quinn said tiredly.
"He's probably pissed he let you slip right through his creepy ass fingers." Santana shrugged and made a disgusted face.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "Maybe he should grow up."
"I can still kick his ass if you want me to." Santana suggested with a wide grin.
Quinn giggled, "Still not necessary, sorry…speaking of that, you'd have to come here to do so, when is that finally going to happen?" Quinn asked with an accusing tone.
Santana sighed, "I told you I'd let you know, I can't get off work for the life of me." She rolled her eyes, "But I mean I am kind the hottest bitch they have, it wouldn't be fair to deny everyone of that."
Quinn scoffed but Santana spoke again before she could, "Speaking of which, I have to work super late tomorrow so I probably won't be able to talk to you until Tuesday…is that okay?"
"Yeah of course." She said waving her off.
"'Kay just thought I'd warn you." Santana grinned.
"I think this conversation could hold me over a day or two." Quinn said with a grin as she rested her chin in her hand again.
Santana scoffed, "You're so easily pleased," Now it was Quinn's turn to scoff, "All I did was confirm what I'm sure you were thinking."
Quinn made a noise, "Whatever."
Santana looked offended, "Please, I know you better than you think I do."
Quinn snorted, "Oh really?"
Santana nodded, "Of course, like right now I know you really wish I would come see you soon because reliving Valentine's Day over and over again in your head just isn't cutting it anymore and you need the real thing…and soon." She said smugly.
Quinn gaped at her, "Oh please." She finally said.
"Yep, you didn't deny it." Santana smirked.
"If I did you wouldn't shut up," Quinn rolled her eyes and then glanced at the clock, "And, I really hate to end this conversation like this but I have an early class tomorrow and should probably try to get some sleep."
"Mhmm, okay well, you go get some sleep," She air quoted, "And I'll talk to you sometime Tuesday?" Santana said glancing at her clock as well.
Quinn nodded, "Yep."
Santana eyed her for a moment, "Okayyyy, goodnight, Secret Lady Friend." Santana said with a smirk.
Quinn let out a quick laugh and smiled, "Goodnight, San."
Quinn quickly shut down her laptop and made her way over to her bed, smile still firmly in place. Santana didn't necessarily change anything between them except at least she's acknowledging what's going on. At least it's progress.
She grabbed her phone before lying down and rolled over to her back, checking it one last time. She had more Facebook notifications. She briefly considered just ignoring it but since Puck said his piece she thought maybe it might be something else. She laughed when she saw what went on:
Santana Lopez: Puckerman, how times does anyone have to tell you that Q never has and never will be interested in you? Give it a rest.
Puck: oh can it lopez, your just jealous she doesnt play for your team
Santana Lopez: Ok, keep telling yourself that
Brittany S. Pierce: idk guys, I've always thought Quinn was a bicorn
Puck: your both idiots
Santana Lopez: Shut it, Puckerman, you're the idiot
Puck: anyways, Quinn, hit me up babe
Santana Lopez: douche
Brittany S. Pierce: San you know Quinn won't listen to him, it'll be fine
Santana Lopez: That's not the point, Britt
Quinn grinned at the altercation as she liked Santana's first comment and thought for a moment before she made a comment of her own:
Quinn Fabray: Britt's right, Santana, it's fine. However, defensiveness is charming on you :)
She hesitated for a moment, realizing that pretty much everyone she knows will probably end up seeing this but she hit send anyway. She took a breath and went back to scroll through the timeline when she got another notification:
Santana Lopez: That's me, prince(ss) charming ;)
Quinn snorted as she read Santana's comment. Another notification interrupted her before she could respond and another almost immediately after:
Puck: lol give it a rest lopez how many times does everyone have to tell you Quinn doesnt like pussy
Santana Lopez: ok seriously, Puckerman, this is not the time or place for this discussion
Quinn rolled her eyes wondering what on earth made Puck act like such an ass these days. He used to be a good guy and it's like ever since graduation something in him just changed. Another comment came up:
Brittany S. Pierce: Puck shut up, if anyone can charm Quinn's pants off its Santana and definitely not you bye.
Quinn hurried to comment before anyone else:
Quinn Fabray: wow ok all of you shut up, Puck, I don't want to call you or text you or anything ok sorry. Brittany, thank you for helping Santana "defend" me and Santana, thank you for doing so, it was very sweet of you :)
She quickly hit send and rolled her eyes, if anyone could start an argument in the comments of her profile picture it was definitely Puck and Santana. Brittany liked her comment and shortly after Santana left one last comment:
Santana Lopez: Sorry if any of this upset you but I'm sick of him being a douche to you. But I'd run him or anyone off for you anytime, babe, so you're welcome :)
Quinn smiled as she liked that comment and hoped no one else would say anything. It was ridiculous but she did think it was sweet Santana tried to make Puck leave her alone.
She set her alarm and plugged her phone in, placing it under her pillow after making sure the sound was turned up. She finally lay back down and got comfortable under her blanket and turned over with a small smile on her face. Tonight went wonderfully and she didn't have to worry about what her and Santana were going to do…at least for now. That's all she could ask for right now.