Chapter 16

                                    

                                          
Quinn was a nervous mess to say the least. She couldn't even button the damn shirt she was putting on, her fingers shaking violently. Looking in the mirror, she took a deep breath and shut her eyes briefly before opening them again and working on the shirt. She had left Rachel's apartment earlier to start getting ready for the nights events which would include a nice dinner with Rachel and the Berry men. Just thinking about it had her heart ramming against her chest yet again. Luckily, she had finished buttoning her shirt and turned away from the mirror to catch her breath again. Quinn promised herself she would do everything in hr power to make it a smooth, successful night. They would be dinning at Gatro's Bar and 35, Rachel's choice.
                          
Upstairs, the petite brunette was getting ready, painting her toe nails as she talked on the phone with one of her best friends from Lima, Santana Lopez. It had been ages since the two of them had talked.
                          
"So when am I going down there to visit you? Britts and I are getting a little impatient and we're looking forward to painting the town red with you." She said easily, Rachel could almost hear the sneer in her voice.
                          
"I don't know, Santa-"
                          
"Oh, come on. The semester starts soon and I want to see you again before we lose total contact when I make my way up to Louisville."
                          
"What about Brittany?"
                          
"She's coming too. We've been looking at apartments, I've also been helping her with her dancing. We've found a few studios"
                          
"Santana, she needs to go to school for that." Rachel said, stopping the motion of the brush against her toe nails.
                          
"It isn't your place to worry about that. I'll be going to college for the both of us. So how does next weekend sound?" Santana asked, quick to change the subject.
                          
"There's something I haven't told you yet." Rachel said, laying back in her bed.
                          
"Color me interested. What is it?" She asked from the other line.
                          
"I'm in a relationship again. And I think it's serious. Well, it is serious." Rachel said slowly.
                          
"Don't tell me you took the ten-foot baboon back? All of Lima was quick to welcome his sorry ass back in comforting arms. Then he started moping around for a few days. Wait, I think him and Puck left for California though." Santana ranted, more to herself than anything.
                          
"No, Santana, please listen." Rachel said, cutting the girl off before she could start again. "It isn't Finn or...anything."
                          
"Then?" Santana replied.
                          
"Do you remember Quinn Fabray?" Rachel asked, shutting her eyes.
                          
"I do, I do. She would have made a perfect Cheerio, actually. An even better -"
                          
"Santana, I'm dating her."
                          
"Quinn Fabray?" Santana repeated before laughing on the other end. "Wha - how? She left for Lima right after graduation."
                          
"And came to New York. I met her here. We live in the same apartment complex, she lives right below me, actually. And we are...together. It's actually quite complicating. I'm telling you this because you're my best friend."
                          
"I know, but...Quinn? I knew you were interested in your own team, but...Quinn Fabray? That's all the way from left field, babes. I really have to see you now." Santana said, snickering to herself.
                          
"Well, I have a dinner tonight with my dads and her."
                          
"Oh, meeting the parents. That's always fun. It'll be even better when she introduces her's to you. I've heard vicious stories about the Fabray's."