Apr 01, 2012 23:30
Theme: College AU
Rating: Somehow we’re still in the T area
Pairing: Quinntana. Puck's here too
Word Count: 649
Author’s Note: Yeah, super AU and random and not smutty.
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She finally finds the book they’ve been searching for (in the wrong fucking section no less) when Puck elbows her. “What,” she snaps. She’s been doing all the work for this stupid project, she’s hungry and coffee deprived, and she knows that she will not give a fuck about whatever it is Puck’s going to say because it is without a doubt something idiotic.
He juts his chin towards the end f the aisle, sick grin on his face, and she follows his eyes to one of the librarian assistants. Santana can’t see much of her since she’s bent over to put away a handful of books but what she does see… Well…
The brown dress is a nice contrast from her pale skin and it stops just below what is probably the most amazing ass Santana has ever seen, creamy, toned legs ending in a pair of wedges that Santana’s been debating buying for a month now. They look ten times better on this chick than they did on her.
She stands back up, brushing her blonde hair out of her face with the arm of her glasses, checking the next title of the book. “I call dibs,” Puck whispers, pulling the book they need for their project off the shelf. “Unless you want to join.” Santana shoves him before pulling at the bottom of her shirt, smoothing it over her hips. “No. Stop that.”
“Stop what,” she asks, watching as the girl drops to her knees to put a book away on the bottom shelf. Not a lot on top but what Santana can see, and it is a straight shot down the girl’s dress, is most definitely workable all other things considered.
“I called dibs, damn it,” he whispers harshly. “Put your fucking tits away!” The girl looks up at them, blinking as she arches an eyebrow. Santana looks over at Puck who just coughs before clearing his throat. “Sorry. I was talking to her.”
The girl hums a bit, sliding a book on to the shelf before standing up. “Do you need help finding anything?” Santana licks her lips and shakes her head, covering Puck’s mouth when she notices him open it. The girl nods and looks back down at the next book in her arms, walking over to the duo, completely invading Santana’s personal space. “Aren’t you in my Lit class?” Santana leans against the stacks and Puck shoves his hands into his jeans, rolling his eyes next to her, trying not to throw the biggest fit ever.
“4 o’clock every Monday and Wednesday with Professor Sweet,” Santana answers and when the girl smiles, it practically takes up her whole face.
“You ready for the midterm next week?”
Santana shrugs a little. “More or less. Still have to finish up Uncle Tom’s Cabin though.”
“Yeah, me too.” She looks Puck, who has moved on to fucking around on this phone, up and down before quirking an eyebrow again, pushing her glasses on top of her head. “You up for some studying later? I think I’m going to get the letters we read at the beginning of the semester mixed up…”
Santana grins, nodding as she passes the girl her phone.
She waits until they’re a few aisles away to let out a laugh. “Every time you call dibs, I get the number.”
Puck rolls his eyes before realizing he put down the book they needed. “Fuck. I’ll meet you at the desk. I put the book down when you were sluttin’ it up.”
“God damn it, Puck. Hurry your ass up.”
He jogs to the end of the aisle and Quinn’s holding out the book for him. “Thank you,” she says sweetly, pressing a kiss against his cheek.
“Your sister and I are still on for Friday right?”
Quinn nods. “And she’s totally a sure thing.”
Puck laughs a little before grinning. “So’s Santana.”