𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗔 [𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘆]

𝟏.

Quinn watched Mercedes as she danced around the choir room.
They were practicing the Nationals choreography.
Something about the way she moved was...really hot.
The thought made Quinn blush and she smiled.
Santana smirked next to her, noticing Quinn's blushing.
"Oooh, someone's got a crush," she teased gently.
"Maybe," Quinn giggled.

"I bet I can guess who," Santana said, leaning over to her friend.
She looked over at Finn, whose dancing was decidedly way less hotter than Mercedes's.
"Man Baby," Santana smirked and wiggled her fingers at Quinn.
She nodded and tried to look convincing.
"The Mexican third eye is always right," Santana laughed.
Quinn let her eyes wander over to Mercedes again.
The way she flipped her hair when she danced was so—

"Quinn! Hey, Quinn!" Santana yelled, snapping her fingers in the blonde girl's face.
"Oh, sorry, I zoned out," Quinn said, turning away from Mercedes.
"I said, do you wanna come over to my place after school?" Santana asked.
"I'm busy tonight," Quinn lied.
"Whatever, I'll just hang out with Britts instead," the Latina girl shrugged.
The bell rang and the glee club was dismissed.