Unholy Love (Santana, Quinn, and Brittany) UNDER MAJOR EDITING

Chapter 6

The party last night was something. It was honestly hard for me to grasp what all went down. Especially with my head banging like I fell down 2 flights of stairs. I couldn't tell you what all happened last night. All I remember is being in the basement dancing with Brittany, then Santana and Quinn came staking "claim" on me? Like I said I could not tell ya.

"LOGAN! Get out of bed! We are literally going to be late for school and if my school attendance is because of you, then I'm going to be so mad at you!" I hear being screamed from my doorway. I groaned in response, my head was screaming at me not to get out of this bed. "Get uppppp!" She yells while jumping on top of me.

"Rachellllll," I whined, "my head is seriously about to explode and you are not helping. One bit." I told her with an upset expression on my face making her laugh loudly in my face.

"That is not what you were saying last night," she told me getting up while wiggling her eyebrows and walking out of the door, "we are leaving in 5 minutes Logan!"

"Ugghhhhh" I groaned smashing my face against the pillow and pushing myself up and off the bed. I decided to go for a simple outfit today, not wanting to use any energy at all. Grey sweatpants, black Nike jacket, and my hair was still a mess. Not caring I walked out of my room to brush my teeth. I ran down the stairs to see Rachel trying to walk out of the door while talking to our fathers.

Hiram and LeRoy were sitting at the kitchen table together, reading the news, doing crosswords and drinking their morning coffee before they head out for their day. "Morning dads!" I yelled from over my shoulder, "I'll see you guys later, we are late!" I grabbed Rachel's arm dragging her out to my Honda Civic type R. We both hear them collectively yell their goodbyes and have a good day, which makes me smile to myself. It's always nice to be supported by people you love. To be cared for by people who love you. It's a nice feeling to have.

As I was ducking down into my car I see a familiar red bug drive by speedily. Weird.

As we start our descent to school we decided to stop by for a real quick coffee having a few minutes to spare. Making small talk and singing our favorite songs at the top of our lungs. The school parking lot is always hectic in the mornings. Cars on top of cars parking as close to the front door as possible, students gathered around in big groups with their friends, you can see the football players and hockey players getting their equipment from their trunks or bed of their truck. You can even see some of the school nerds getting bullied and picked on by the jocks.

I quickly found a spot, with my luck, parking right next to that red bug that I knew looked so familiar. And then it hit me, of course. Quinn Fabray.

Please god let them be inside the school when we get out of this car. Lucky for me and Rachel, the windows were all tinted, making it impossible for outsiders to look inside the car.

"Rachel, when we get out of this car, we are making a run for it," I told her with all seriousness in my voice. Making her look at me in shock until she notices what I notice.

"Do they not know what kind of car you drive already?" She asked me with a small laugh.

"Uh? I hope not?"

Okay Logan, you got this. It's just 3 teenage girls. Really hot teenage girls. Like really really hot. Like I cannot get them out of my head hot.

"On one," I told her making eye contact.

"3"

"2"

"1"

We both open our doors at the same exact time, our book bags already in hand as we got out of the car. Rachel deadbolts to the front doors and I'm in pure panic mode because, of course, when I slam my door my hoodie wants to get caught in it. I'm pulled as hard as humanly possible but it's not fast enough.

I hear laughing for either side of me which makes me panic even more. "Look what we got here," I hear a sultry voice from my right, knowing exactly who it is I don't look up.

"Looks like someone might need some help? What do you think?" I hear a soft raspy voice from my left say. Again, knowing exactly who it was I didn't bother facing her.

"And the 3 of us are the best to lend out a helping hand," I hear from behind me. Fuck. I'm fucked.

"Oh hey ladies," I let out a airy laugh, "I didn't even see you guys there." I tried to deflate the situation as best as I could. I look towards the front doors to find my sister long gone. I'm so fucked. I let out a loud sigh and hit my head against the frame of my car. "Yes. I might need some help." I told them, still making sure not to look a single girl in their eyes.