Quinn Fabray smoothes out her already picture perfect curls as she waits for the knock on her door which would signal the arrival of her recently acquired date. Sam Evans, the quarterback of the rugby team was more than happy to ask her out and a free dinner was the perfect incentive.
'Who knows, maybe he might be worth a couple more dates' she mused.
Tapping her foot on the spotless floor of her apartment she raised her baby blue eyes to the clock on the wall.
He's late.
A second later, a sharp tap on her door signals his arrival. Brushing of invisible specks of dust, a perfectionist habit of hers, from her pale pink frilled top she checks her reflection in one of the glass panels to her left. Shaking out her hair once again, she applies another thin layer of lip gloss to her plump lips and barbie is ready to meet ken. She hesitates for a second, in order to prolong his waiting time. 'it's better to keep them waiting for more' she thought before planting a mischievous half smile on her perfect face. With a delicate sweep of her hand, she opens the door and rests her elegant frame slightly on the side of the doorframe.
"You're late." she says, raising one perfectly sculpted eyebrow, "I don't like to be kept waiting."
Sam Evans shifts nervously as he tries and fails to come up with a witty comeback. He just settles for an apologetic smile. Both of them wait for the other to make a move, however, Ms Quinn Fabray has no intention to break the awkward silence. Sam awkwardly raises a bouquet of roses from behind his back in what he hoped was a romantic gesture.
Quinn accepted the bouquet graciously and gave them a small sniff. Letting Sam see the small smile that crept slowly onto her face she said, "They smell lovely. Thanks." he reacted just as she had anticipated, his face breaking out into a more relaxed expression. She set the bouquet down on her side table before closing and locking the door behind her. Her apartment mate wouldn't be home till later that night by which time she would have already gone to sleep. Sam moved over to his car and opened the car door for her politely inviting her into his car. Quinn smiled and slide gracefully into the front seat. Sam got in and started the car, this was going to be an interesting dinner.
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