"why are you separating us, Quinn? this is a pretty messed up thing for the maid of honour to do" i asked, crossing my arms while trying to scowl
"it's a rule, Brittany so there's nothing we can do about it" Quinn laughed
"okay now, more rules" Rachel piped in
"ugh, seriously Man Hands?" Santana said, rolling her eyes
"give us your phones" Rachel said with an innocent smile
"what?" i asked, confused on why we had to
"i am not giving you my phone, Hobbit!" Santana said as she put it in her back pocket
"yeah, me neither!" i said as well
"i'll take these" Quinn said as she quickly grabbed Santanas phone out of her pocket and grabbed mine out of my hand before we even knew what was going on. She handed Santanas to Rachel and kept mine
"how the hell are we supposed to communicate?" Santana asked, more annoyed than before
"you won't" Rachel replied with a cheeky grin
"now, say your goodbyes" Quinn said, crossing her arms with a smirk as the cabs pulled up
"i guess this is goodbye, for now" i said pursing my lips
"next time we see each other will be on the happiest day of our lives" Santana reminded me which made me smile at the floor
"come here, Lopez" i said as i wrapped my arms around her neck and kissed her deeply
we stayed, lip locked until Quinn pulled us apart. my cab was in front of Santanas so i got in first with Quinn, giving her a sad smile while waving slowly. she waved back and didn't stop until i was completely out of view
this was going to be long three days...
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Santanas POV
after Brittany got driven out of sight i was pushed by Rachel into my cab, which drove in a completely different direction to where Brittany was going
"are you excited about your Bachelorette party?" Rachel asked, trying to lighten to mood
"Really want me to say what's on my mind about that stupid party?" i snapped back at her
"nevermind.." she said, looking out the window
15 minutes later
we made it to the hotel, it was nice but not as nice as the one Brittany and i stayed in when we went to the Bahamas. god i miss Brittany, what the hell is wrong with Quinn and Rachel? what do they get out of it?
"your room is room 24, sadly the elevator is broken and under repair so you'll have to take the stairs" the lady at the front desk told us
"oh that's okay, thank you" Rachel said happily
"wait hold up, i did not just hear room as in singular. i am not sharing a room with you, gay berry" i said, stopping in my tracks and crossing my arms
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