"I could totally do that!" Brittany says to me. "I'm not sure, Santana" I turn to Santana, "how would that even work?"
"Listen, my mom is an expert at make-up. She'll make Brit look just like you. All you have to do, is sit there and look pretty, and not wear any noticeable make-up, because it'll be too hard for my mom to do anything to Brittany." Santana replied, as her phone buzzed in her hand.
"I'm still not sure about this." I detest. "Well, too bad. Because my mom already agreed to do it." Santana holds out her phone to show me the "okay" text. I sink to my feet. "This isn't gonna work." I mumble.
"So let me get it straight. Your mom will do my make-up so I look like Quinn, than I'll go with her to the date, and every half hour we'll switch boys so she can see which one she likes?" Brittany asks Santana. "Yup. And it will work. I've seen it done in movies." Santana retorts, looking down at me. "If you're talking about Mrs. Doubtfire right now, that is a totally different situation" I have to restrain myself from screaming.
"Um, no it isn't" Santana scoffs. "Yes it is, he wanted to look like a random old lady. We're trying to look identical to me. Totally different ballgame" I stand up to start walking to my next class.
"Wait, Quinn. Listen, I can assure you nothing bad will come of this" Santana runs in front of my way to hold me back. "Don't see how that's possible" I say, trying to dodge around her. "Well it is, if someone finds out, Brittany will just say you had to leave and wanted her to stay to help your decision making with if they should take you to prom or not. We'll say you had a family emergency. Easy as pie" Santana lets me go with that, and I actually wonder if it could work.
"It might" I think
"But it won't" I retort to myself.
"Nothing bad will happen to you, if anything Brittany embarasses herfelf" I argue
"I would like to see that....who am I kidding? This will not work. But, I guess I have no choice"
I pick up my phone "I'm in" I text Santana, and I can just imagine her little smirk as she gets this text that could possibly ruin my life, or worse, my Junior Prom.
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Torn (A Quinn Fabray Story)
FanficQuinn Fabray thinks she's screwed when she doesn't have a date for Junior Prom. But when two boys ask her to their prom, she has to make a decision, while somethings from her past act like hurtles in her way.
