Thank you everyone who has alerted my story and added it to their favorites. I would also like to thank the few who have left comments and reviews. It means so much to me. Here is chapter two. This one is longer than the first but I think you will like it. Enjoy
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After their round of King of the Hill, consisting of Santana, Quinn, Dave, and Artie defending on the hill top shooting down while the others tried fiercely to eliminate all the players, they all walked back over to the table to pack up their gear and head home for the night.
"Alright guys, great practice. Make sure you have all of your practice gear and everything for the next few weeks. Everyone meet at my place at 11 AM to load up the vans. We roll out at noon."
Everyone nodded their understanding. "Alright let's bring it in." Santana said stepping to the middle of the circle with her hand outstretched. Everyone followed and huddled up for the team cheer. "Riots on three…one…two… three!"
"RIOTS!" Everyone shouted in unison.
Everyone backed away and grabbed their bags. Sam smiled at Quinn and said that he would meet her in the parking lot to unload her bags from his car. Quinn returned with a 'one-second' hand gesture. Sam nodded and walked off towards the parking lot.
"You still planning on staying the night at my house tonight Q?" Santana asked with her back turned while pulling her paint-splattered shirt over her head revealing her sports bra and toned back.
Quinn turned to look at her and spotted the area of bruises that started to form on the lower left side of her back where Puck was able to pull off a running spray of fire while Santana was reloading her gun in the second round of capture the flag. Quinn lifted Santana's left arm out of the way to get a better look.
"Yeah, my bags are in Sam's car. You need to ice that when we get back to your place S. Looks like Puck wasn't paying attention to the distance rule when he sprayed you." Quinn said as she let Santana's arm drop freely again.
Santana laughed. "It's not that bad Q, don't get all sappy on me."
Quinn rolled her eyes. "Fine, but when you wake up complaining about how sore you are I don't wanna hear it."
"Yes mom!" Santana replied sarcastically.
Quinn and Santana had a relatively good understanding of one another and what went on in each others heads. Aside from Puck, Quinn was Santana's closest friend. They had met in their school's GSA club shortly after the confrontation with Jesse St. James. Quinn was out and proud and despite what everyone else thought about them, they were just friends. Yes they were both aware of how beautiful the other was and in a lot of instances it seemed logical to date, but they never thought of each other that way. They always had the sister mentality and they were content with it.
Quinn walked out with Santana to her truck, putting her duffel bag in the bed of the truck before turning to Sam who was lifting her other travel bags into the bed as well. Sam walked over to Quinn and gave her a hug before turning to Santana.
"Alright, you ladies stay out of trouble and I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night!"
"Later Sam." Santana said before hopping into the truck and starting the engine.
Quinn followed suit, shutting the door behind her and buckling up her seat belt.
On the drive back home, the two sat in comfortable silence while listening to the radio, dancing and singing along every now and then when their favorite songs came on.
Santana pulled into her driveway, spotting the two, 6 passenger unmarked vans parked behind her father's SUV. The brunette backed her truck up to the rear of the first van. She shut off the engine and jumped out to drop the tailgate. She tugged on the handle of the van to see if it was unlocked. Luckily it was and she opened the double doors to the spacious trunk.
Santana and Quinn spent the next few minutes transferring the few bags that Quinn didn't need to take inside the Lopez home before shutting the doors. They grabbed their duffel bags from the bed of the truck and walked inside.
Mr. Lopez was sitting in the family room watching the news. Santana stepped into the room with Quinn on her heals.
"Hola Papi." Santana said walking around the couch and bending down to kiss her father on the cheek.
"Hola mija, hello Quinn. How was your practice?" He asked smiling at both girls.
"Just fine Mr. L." We had a lot of fun today." Quinn stated, returning the smile.
"Glad to hear it. Well your Mami should be home from work soon. She said she would grab some pizza on the way."
"Sweet! Well we are gonna go get cleaned up. I have paint in my hair." Santana said running her fingers through her ponytail.
"Same." Quinn said while Mr. Lopez just chuckled.
Both girls walked upstairs to Santana's room. Santana grabbed her change of clothes and headed towards the door.
"I'll take the guest bathroom. Go ahead and use mine." Santana said coolly.
"Alright thanks S."
"No problem." The brunette said before she smiled and walked out the door and down the hall.
After both girls were showered and went down to the kitchen to get some food, the four sat at the dinner table eating and engaging in idle and happy conversation before cleaning up and heading back up to Santana's room.
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The next morning, Mrs. Lopez woke the girls up around 8 AM. To say they were excited about the day was an understatement. Although both Quinn and Santana accepted the coffee that was handed to them, neither of them needed it considering the fact that they had bursts of energy from the second they walked out to have breakfast. Smiles and excited conversation about the events of camp played out over their meal. Mr. and Mrs. Lopez wore matching grins as they watched their daughter and her best friend exchange their enthusiasm.
After breakfast Mr. Lopez helped the girls began loading up rest of their bags. Mrs. Lopez packed two coolers with snacks and drinks, one for each van.
Artie showed up about around 10:30 to unload the cases of paintballs from his car into the second van so that everything else could be set on top.
"Ladies." Artie said with a tired grin on his face as he got out of his car and popped the trunk.
"Hey Artie!" The girls said excitedly causing him to squint his eyes as the girls screeched their greeting.
Santana raised a questioning brow. "You were drinking last night weren't you?" Santana asked with a wicked grin on her face.
"Yeah, Puck decided that it was time to celebrate an early victory or something, so all the guys went over to his place after practice. I still have a slight hangover so could you keep the excitement to a minimum. At least try not to talk as load."
Quinn and Santana looked at each other with sinful eyes, knowing full well to take advantage of the new piece of information and use it against the boys once they arrived.
After about 20 minutes or so, the team started pulling into the Lopez driveway. As expected, the boys looked rather tired, all sporting the same look with sunglasses over their eyes. Santana, Quinn and Mercedes all laughed at the sight. Because the girls were more lively then the boys, they decided to ride in the first van with Mrs. Lopez while the boys would try to sleep it off with Mr. Lopez at the wheel.
Mr. and Mrs. Lopez were talking navigation strategy amongst themselves, both taking the first few weeks of Santana's summer break off of work to help transport and chaperone the group for the event. Santana loved her parents. They were always so supportive of her extracurricular activities and even more than ok with everything when she finally got up the courage to tell them she was gay.
She looked away from her still talking parents and had an evil looking smirk on her face as she looked at Quinn and Mercedes.
"You guys wanna see something funny?" Santana asked as she retrieved something from her backpack. She walked over to the van that the boys were in. She could tell they were all practically asleep and even if they weren't they never saw her walk up to the passenger side window. She stretched a hand inside the open window and paused a moment before looking over to the two girls still standing by their van, showing off her HBIC smirk.
A second later she pushed the button of the air horn in her hand and not a moment too soon, all the boys wailed out in agony, covering their ears and begging for Santana to stop. Quinn toppled over in laughter while Mercedes had to hold onto the handle of the door to keep her balance. Santana released the button and poked her head inside the window.
"That's for having a party without us!" She stated. All the boys looked mortified at what had just happened. Santana pulled her head out and stuck the air horn back in the window and pushed the button for a second time almost immediately. Yet again the boys covered their ears and shut their eyes while shouting selective curse words to the brunette. She let go of the button and stuck her head in the window for a second time. "And that's for coming here hung over. Now sleep that shit off because I want you all at least somewhat presentable tonight for the dinner."
Santana turned around and walked back over to the girl's van. Quinn and Mercedes were still laughing uncontrollably. Mr. and Mrs. Lopez watched the whole thing unravel and couldn't do anything more then shake their heads and chuckle.
At exactly noon, the vans pulled out of the driveway and headed towards Columbus.
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During the summer camp portion, everyone would be staying somewhere on the outskirts of the city in a secluded area that would give a more outdoorsy feel to the experience and was away from distraction. As the two vans pulled into the parking spots, everyone hopped out of the vans and stretched for a minute before Santana told everyone to start unloading their stuff. Puck walked over to the registration table with Santana. The line wasn't too long so they jumped right in and waited their turn. Once they had all the paperwork filled out and Mrs. Lopez signed the consent forms as to ensure liability for all the minors, the clock rounded on 4 PM. They headed back over to the vans to get their bags and headed towards the cabins.
"Alright, guys are in 22B and girls are in 18C." Santana read off the cabin assignments to the group who nodded their understanding. "Lets meet back outside the Dinning Commons at 5:30 PM before we head into the party."
Mr. and Mrs. Lopez would be staying in a hotel down the street that was rented out for all the adults who were chaperoning the events. Everyone said their goodbyes and headed off the different forks in the path to their respective cabins.
The girls settle into their bunks and looked around for a minute getting a feel for how things would work the next few weeks. The cabin was sectioned off by two bathrooms and two showers while a central hallway indicated that technically the cabin would be shared with more girls. Thankfully both sides were relatively small so Quinn, Mercedes, and Santana would share the one half and one other team would share the other. Their cabin mates were nowhere to be found, however their bags and gear were all piled into the other rooms indicating that they had already arrived.
The three teammates took quick showers and began looking threw the formal outfits they were told to bring. One for the opening dinner/dance and another for their farewell ball. Mercedes left the two girls to meet up with the boys after already finishing getting ready.
Santana slipped into strapless red dress that hugged her toned figure nicely, showing off a bit of cleavage and rested just above her knees. She wore her hair down and curled the ends after applying light make-up with the exception of heavy eye- liner that defined her beautiful brown orbs.
Quinn's outfit and make- up was more or less the same but instead of a red strapless like Santana's, she wore a light blue dress that hung loosely over her body. It hugged the contours of her perfectly toned body in the places that it needed to and stopped just past her knees.
"Damn we look hot!" Santana said proudly as she looked at the mirror.
Quinn winked at her. "Going to have all the girls chasing after us in no time!"
Both girls walked out of the cabin and down the path to the Dining Commons where they saw the rest of their team. The boys definitely clean up nice when they want to. They all had different color button down shirts and nice slacks with loosely fitted ties.
"Lookin' good Lopez!" Puck said as he walked over to give her a hug.
"Thanks, not so bad yourself." He smiled.
"Well you know… got to impress the ladies and all."
"Alright don't go getting a fat head." She replied, shoving him playfully away.
Santana walked over to the rest of the group and they proceeded inside the Dining Commons. When they walked through the door they realized just how massive the place was. There was an area off to the right with tables that were all set up with nice dining wear and behind that you could see the caterers bring out the prepared food. Immediately to the left was the information table for anyone who hadn't already signed in or needed information about the events that were to take place over the course of the next 3 weeks. If you looked straight back you could see the DJ standing with his turn table mixing the music that was playing idly in the background. And just in front of him was a relatively large dance floor.
They all made their way over to an empty table and sat down. Each side of the table started up their own conversations and talked for about five minutes before they heard a voice come on over the microphone. All the talking died down as they listened to the welcome speech.
"Hey guys I'm Will Schuester one of the activity directors and coaches. It's great to have you all here. I don't have a whole lot to say that you probably don't already know so I just want to say welcome to the First Annual Paintball Summer Camp. It's because of all of you hard chargers that we were able to put this whole thing together. The next few weeks will have mandatory sessions with your respective teams as well as split sessions where you will join other members from other teams. Everyone is welcome to have team practices on the extra fields during down times as well as pick up games. The more active you are the better the experience! Should you have any questions you can find any one of the chaperones or coaches in the red shirts and they will be happy to help you. We hope you enjoy your first meal here as well as the opportunity to dance and mingle afterwards. Thank you!"
Everyone applauded and filed over to start dishing out their food from the various tables.
The Riots went back to their table and kept up a few discussions while they were eating. After finishing their dinner they made their way over towards the dance floor. Per usual, Puck and Sam were already dancing and grinding up behind two girls.
Santana rolled her eyes, tapping on Quinn's arm and pointing to their two horn dog teammates.
Quinn scoffed. "It figures."
Santana laughed and nodded in agreement.
The brunette turned away when she heard a crowd of people to her right cheering on what seemed like two people having a small dance off. She shuffled over a few feet to get a look at the spectacle that had everyone's attention.
Santana stood wide eyed with her mouth agape when she saw the blonde. Moving so fluently with the music like it was a part of her; like she was made to dance. She was wearing a white free-falling sundress that flowed with her toned body stopping just below her knees. Her long tanned legs flowed back and forth to the beat. Her long blonde hair swaying around her back as she danced.
"SANTANA!" Quinn all but shouted trying to get the Latina's attention for what seemed like the fifth time.
"Huh…? What?" She said not taking her eyes off of the blonde who was now dancing to a choreographed step with the Asian boy she had just been battling against.
"You know you should really pick your tongue up off the floor and stop drooling before she sees your leering."
"Shut up I was not leering!" Santana yelled defensively finally turning to look at Quinn.
"Please… your eyes were bulging out of your face and your mouth was stretched out so far to the ground I could practically fit my paintball mask in there!"
Santana rolled her eyes knowing she had been caught. "Whatever Q."
"Well are you gonna go ask her to dance with you or sit here and argue how you weren't just undressing her with your eyes?" Quinn stated with a smirk.
If looks could kill, the death glare Santana shot her would have killed her, brought her back, then killed her again.
Quinn couldn't help but chuckle at her friends antics.
"Look she's over at the counter getting something to drink. Just go ask her to dance."
"Q, I can't just ask her to dance, I don't even know if she bats for our team!"
"Well she's staring at you right now, so I'm guessing she does." Quinn said gesturing with her eyes for Santana to look.
Santana turned around thinking Quinn was pulling a joke on her. Sure enough the blonde was looking at her with a sexy grin on her face that sent a shiver over Santana's entire body.
The blonde turned to her left to a short brunette and said something to her. Santana shifted just long enough see Quinn who was still looking at her with a funny smirk on her face.
Santana looked back and saw that the blonde was gone.
Are you kidding me? I turn away for two seconds and she disappears! Santana thought as she mentally kicked herself for taking her eyes off the blonde, even if it was for a brief moment.
The Latina froze when she heard a seductive voice behind her talking into her ear.
"Do you want to dance with me?"
Santana slowly turned her head to look up and over her right shoulder where she found herself staring into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. The blonde smiled at her and it made the Latina go weak in the knees.
What the hell is wrong with you Lopez? For Christ sake, pull yourself together! It's a girl for crying out loud. You've dated girls before, you've talked to girls before… she's a girl. JUST TALK TO HER! She's not going to bite you! The inner war with her conscience was starting to annoy her. She loosened up and smiled at the blonde and nodded.
"I'd love to." Santana said finally finding her voice.
"Awesome. I'm Brittany." She said as she grabbed the Latina's hand and moved them closer to the middle of the dance floor.
"Santana." The Latina said. Brittany's smile grew wider when she learned the brunettes name.
"That's a really beautiful name."
Santana felt her cheeks burn a little at the compliment. She dipped head down to hide the blush.
Brittany let go of her hand once they reached the middle of the dance floor but didn't turn around to face her. She simply reached back and put her left hand on Santana's thigh and drew her in. The Latina's instinctively reached up and rested her hand on Brittany's right hip. The blonde, setting the rhythm, started to sway to the song blaring through the speakers. Santana moved along with Brittany in unison.
They danced like this for a few more songs before it finally got too hot with all the bodies surrounding them. Santana was the one to lead them over to the counter this time. The Latina gestured for the blonde to take the only stool left, which happened to be right next to Quinn and the short brunette that Brittany had been speaking to earlier.
"Oh hey girls! Quinn was just enlightening me on Santana's amazing skills on the paintball field, and I also noticed your well developed dance moves. Were you two having fun?" The shorter brunette said in a sing song voice while addressing Brittany and Santana.
Santana couldn't help but laugh at the small girl's choice of vocabulary. For such a simple sentence she sure seemed to drag it out into more than it had to be.
"I sure was." Brittany said smiling up at the Latina.
"I was too." Santana said with a cheeky grin plastered on her face, never looking away from the blonde.
"Hey S, this is Rachel." Quinn introduced her new friend to Santana.
Santana looked away for a moment to look at Rachel. The smaller brunette sported a wide smile as she extended her hand out to the Latina.
"Nice to meet you Rachel." Santana said returning the greeting and smiled slightly before looking back at the beaming Brittany. The two just silently looked at one another as if they were having a lifetime of conversations with one look.
The exchange didn't go unnoticed by Quinn and Rachel who looked at one another and smiled.
As if having their own internal conversation, Quinn extended her hand out to Rachel who gladly took it and jumped off of the stool.
Quinn leaned over to Santana. "Take my seat. We are gonna go dance for a bit."
Santana slightly nodded, never looking away from Brittany as she took Quinn's seat.
Quinn chuckled as she walked away and lead Rachel to the dance floor. Once they found a spot that wasn't over crowded, the music shifted and slowed.
"May I have this dance?" Quinn asked extending her hand out.
Rachel blushed, trying hard to cover it with a smile and nodded. She inched closer to Quinn who lowered her left hand to Rachel's waist and pulled her in, closing the rest of the distance. Rachel reached up and placed her arm around the blonde's neck and smiled. The two swayed to the music and talked happily to one another about their drive to camp and how long they had been playing paintball. They both smiled to each other and almost instantly looked over from their spot on the dance floor to their friends who were still sitting at the counter. Santana had her arm resting on the counter top with a look of utter amazement as Brittany was explaining something to her, probably in a lot of detail, judging by how much the blonde was talking with her hands.
Rachel chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Quinn asked as she looked at Rachel.
"Do you think they know yet?
"Know what?" The blonde asked, still unaware of what the shorter girl was talking about.
"Do you think they know that they are in love with each other?"
Quinn giggled and shook her head. "I don't think they have a clue."