No Strings Attached

Prologue

Quinn sat down at the bar and scanned the room for her friend. Santana had promised to be there at nine thirty sharp.

Glancing at her phone screen, Quinn saw it was nearly ten o'clock and she had a message from Santana.

Santana wasn't coming, but she was sorry and told Quinn to go get laid.

Quinn put her phone away and ordered another drink as her eyes wandered around the room. They landed on a familiar face: Santana's friend, Finn - a tall brunette with the cutest dimples.

Finn waved at Quinn when he met her eye.

Quinn waved back and glanced at the brunette next to Finn.

The two boys were talking, and Quinn wondered if it was about her.

Sure enough, Finn's friend got up and made his way over to Quinn.

"Hey."

"Hi." Quinn said.

"I was sitting over there with my friend and I couldn't help but notice the pretty blonde girl across from us." The brunette said.

Quinn smirked. "Really?"

"Can I join you?" The brunette requested.

"If you introduce yourself." Quinn nodded.

"I'm Noah." The guy introduced himself.

"I'm Quinn." Quinn replied. "Nice to meet you."

"You, too." Noah said. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you." Quinn said. "Now you can join me."

"Can I buy you a drink?" Noah offered as he sat down beside Quinn.

"Sure." Quinn nodded. "Thanks."

Noah ordered two more drinks, and the pair began drinking together.

"So." Quinn began as she put her drink down. "How do you know Finn?"

"We've been friends since we were kids." Noah answered. "How do you know Finn?"

"I almost worked with him, but I originally met him at one of my friend's parties." Quinn explained.

"You almost worked with him?" Noah repeated. "So you're an actress?"

"I've mostly done stage performances, but I'm hoping to get a film role soon." Quinn answered. "What about you?"

"I'm a musician." Noah answered. "I sing and I play the guitar. I also play the bass, drums, piano, and accordion."

"You know I was actually gonna believe you until you threw in accordion." Quinn smiled.

"It's true." Noah swore. "I'm in New York for a work break. All my stuff is back in L.A."

"L.A.?" Quinn repeated. "That's perfect."

"What is?" Noah wondered.

"No strings." Quinn answered as she got up. "Do you wanna come back to my place?"