Another update! I know maybe the Quinn call didn't make sense to some, but she is scared. I am just saying. :D

I hope you guys keep loving this fic!

The bed suddenly dipped fast as Santana got a shake to the shoulder. Grumbling she turned back over and pulled her best friend into her. But there was that nagging, that shaking again on her shoulder. As she woke up a little bit more she heard a voice, definaltey male.

"FUCK! Santana wake up, we are late for practice!" Dave said.

Santana turned over and looked at the clock, and pretty much bolted up off of the bed. Two hours late, FUCK is right. Getting up she got her legs tangled in the bedsheet as she fell on her face with a groan. Finn ran over the best he could and picked her up and he had something in his mouth. Putting his arm around her waist he picked his friend up and shoved the tooth brush in her mouth. Santana pushed him as she started to brush. Both boys had one in their mouth also, thank god for spare tooth brushes.

"Coach is so going to kill us" Dave mumbled while trying to get his shorts back on.

Finn tripped a couple of times before grabbing his shorts and putting them on. Sometime during the night, the boys must have just slept in their boxers. Which Santana didn't care. She had a drawer of those comfy shorts anyways. Brittany was still sound asleep in Santana's bed as she put a new sports bra on quickly, when the boys of course weren't looking. Brittany then seemed to stretch and look for her best friend with her eyes closed.

"Sannnnnn" Brittany whined.

The Latina walked out of the bathroom after she rinsed her mouth of the toothpaste. Walking over to her best friend, she leaned down and kissed her head.

"I gotta go, were late for practice..I will see you later okay" She soothed to the girl.

Brittany looked up and grabbed the back of Santana's neck and kissed her. Nodding as she pulled away, Santana smiled before slipping her shoes on and running out with the boys.

As they ran through the halls and outside, they ran their way to the football field where they could hear the coach screaming. Santana came to a halt as they listened.

"AND IF YOUR QUARTERBACK IS LATE THEN WHENEVER SHE AND HER LITTLE BUDDIES DECIDE TO SHOW UP, YOU ARE GOING TO KEEP DOING THOSE SUICIDES..AND THE JUMPING AND THE ANYTHING I TELL YOU TO DO!" he yelled.

Puck stood there with his hands on his knees, he looked as if he was about to pass out. Sure he had stamina but hell this was brutal. He was going to kill Santana, Finn and Dave whenever they decided to show up. Finn ran into Santana as he was slightly out of breath from it being so hot.

"I don't know if we should go.." Finn said.

"We need too" Santana replied as she grabbed his shirt.

The three of them ran down the hill and once the team saw them they let out a sigh. The coach turned around and saw his three players and shook his head. Walking over, He stood there glaring.

"Nice of you three to show up..did you all have a nice nap into the afternoon! What the hell, I don't want to fucking hear about it, just get your asses on the field!" He yelled.

"Wait..WHAT! You aren't going to make them do anything for two hours like we did?!" Puck said as he was out of breath.

Santana looked over at him and glared. The coach walked over and placed his hand on the back of the Latina's back. Looking at the three people who were late and then at the rest of the team.

"Puckerman, you really think you can win a game without these three? Do you do extra practices? I don't see you out here on the field after practice..I saw these three even if messing around improving..but I will have them run the field for an hour if you think that is fair..hmm you want to come up and play quarterback, back up and linemen?"

Puck shook his head as he looked at the three players. Dave, Santana and Finn all took off in a run. All of them letting out a breath of relief. Practice went fairly well except for Puck trying to control his rage about the three of them getting off so easily. So Santana of course made it harder for the mohawked boy to play.

"Don't mess with me Puckerman.." Santana gritted as they all walked to their respected locker rooms.

That night one of the frat houses was having a party, and what house wouldn't invite the football team. Santana of course took Britt as always. The latina had on a black and green striped dress, that hugged her body and pushed her breasts up super amazingly. Killer fuck me heels, and she was getting some tonight. Looking around, San looked over at her friend before the two of them made it through the crowd. Time to also test to see how many of the cheerleaders Quinn actually called. She was still pissed at the girl, never had Santana been humiliated like that.

Filling her red solo cup up from the keg she handed Britt hers as they scanned the room.

"Sorry B..Tonight I think I am taking someone else home" Saying with a smirk.

"None taken..I have my eye on a guy over there anyways.." She waves to one of the lacrosse players.

"Nice..call me if you need me B.." Kissing her cheek she walked to the middle of the crowd.

Walking up behind one of the known cheerleaders Katie, she put her arm around her waist with a smile. Katie looked back and just smiled widely. The brunette backed up on Santana as they started to move their bodies together, Santana had her hand over her drink so no idiot put something in it. She also was keeping an eye on Brittany. Puck and Quinn arrived and immediately grabbed drinks and started to dance. The small blonde was wearing, dark wash jeans, a white tank top and some heels. She danced with Puck as they started to grind.

Quinn looked over and saw Santana dancing with Katie, looking away she kissed Puck passionately before directing her eyes at the Latina, who really had no interest in her. Maybe if she actually didn't fake call the girls then, maybe that would be her grinding on her. The house was blasting with music, the floor vibrated and it was getting hotter every minute that more bodies began to dance. Finn and Dave showed up. Finn found his way just staring and Dave just stood there. San kissed the brunette's neck as she placed her head back on the quarterback's shoulder.

"Come back to my dorm tonight?"

"Yeah" Katie said as she pushed her lips against Santana's.

The two of them have hooked up before. Santana guessed whatever call Quinn made, it didn't get to her..or to any cheerleader as they were all wanting to get in on the action. Quinn danced with her boyfriend, but saw how all her cheerleaders were dancing around Santana, even though the Latina clearly picked their flier. She seethed. No, she shouldn't be, she had her hot hot boyfriend who she wish had boobs and a killer body. Fuck. That kiss messed her up more than it should. She was just curious, right? Pulling away she mumbled something to Puck, making her way through the crowd, Quinn grabbed Santana's arm as she pulled.

"Bathroom..now.."

"And why? Shouldn't you be over there taming your squirrel.." Santana pulled her arm away.

"I love how your 'call' worked.."

"Please..bathroom.." Quinn never pleaded.

"Fine"

Santana kissed Katie's cheek and told her she would be right back. Making their way to the second floor bathroom, once in Quinn locked the door.

"What do you want Q—"

The blonde pushed her lips against Santana's. Her arms coming up and snaking around her neck. Santana's hands grabbed the girls waist, pulling her closre to her body. But wait..this is the girl who humiliated her. Pushing her back, it took everything in her just to do that, as much as Santana would have love to say she didn't want the cheer captain; she did.

"What the fuck Quinn"

"I-I can't stop thinking about the kiss..I am sorry, I just..I can't be gay"

Santana let out a laugh before picking her drink up and sipping it.

"Who said you're gay? I am fucking gay, you..you are curious; and you have a fucked up way of showing it, calling the girls after the day in the dorm" Santana crossed her arms.

"Listen..that day, I wanted to know how it felt, god I did and then it happened I freaked out okay, I-I'm sorry" Quinn said softly.

"I don't play this whole I want you, now I don't Quinn..I don't mind being experimental to girls, because I love fucking girls..but I don't do the whole.." She pointed back between her and Quinn.

"This shit, you have a boyfriend; clearly the kiss was a mistake"

This was killing her, this amazing, bitchy girl was standing in front of her, Kissed her AGAIN. She had to turn her away, she..she just had too. Quinn kissed Santana once more to try and get her to stay, but Santana was unlocking the door, and leaving the blonde in the bathroom. San walked down the steps as she ran her hand through her hair. A smile on her face as she saw Katie biting her lip. The brunette made a come here motion with her finger, as the Latina made her way over. Pulling her flush against her body, their lips molded. When Quinn came down the steps she glared at the latina that turned her down, granted she pushed her away but now Quinn wanted the girl. It's all she could think of.

Quinn went back to Puck and started to dance with him again. He was wondering what took her so long. She simply replied with, it's a girl thing. As the night got later, Quinn couldn't keep her eyes off Santana and Katie. The Latina had her hands all over the cheerleader, and so was her lips. Puck was pulling his girlfriend close but Quinn was putting her hands on his chest. She needed to watch the girl. Don't get jealous.

"Lets get out of here.." Santana said with a smile.

Katie nodded, as they made their way through the crowd. San first stopped and checked in on Brittany who said she was fine, then they walked past Quinn and Puck. Brown eye met Hazel ones as they walked past. Eyes squinted on Quinn's end, not at Santana..but at Katie. Santana smirked as she walked out of the frat house with Katie by her side.

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