Seven Minutes of Stone Age Heaven

"Want to go to the party after school?" Santana asked.

"No." Quinn answered without looking at Santana.

"Oh come on! I'll get you a drink." Santana grabbed Quinn by the arm and pulled her towards the door. She didn't really want to go, but Santana might attack someone if she refused. She had been in a mood all day, since she got back from the last party they went to. The one where they kissed. Quinn still remembered how hot Santana's breath had been against her lips. And how soft it had felt when Santana kissed her back.

They arrived at the party, at least Quinn assumed it was a party because of the people standing outside a house singing along to music. At first she thought it could be an orgy as well, but no one was getting naked so it couldn't have been that kind of party.

Santana dragged her inside and handed her a bottle of beer. She took a sip from it, tasted like piss but she wasn't going to turn down alcohol just because of that. Suddenly there was a loud bang and everyone fell silent except for Santana who started screaming like a bitch in heat. Quinn turned around and saw someone run out the house with his pants over his ass and without any shoes on his feet. She couldn't believe he had done that, but even more surprising was that nobody seemed to care about it! They were still singing and drinking their beers as if nothing happened! Did no one see it? Did no one think anything strange about this?! What kind of backwards world was this?!

"We should leave," Quinn said as she grabbed Santana by the arm once again and pulled her outside the house. Outside wasn't much better though, because now she could hear laughing instead of singing! It sounded like laughter though, not some twisted form of torture someone would inflict on others for fun! Oh God... Maybe these people aren't human? Maybe they're mutants? But what kind of mutant would sing such awful songs?! Now that she thought about it... Her grandmother used to sing something similar... No, wait... Singing is what humans do! They can't be aliens you idiot! Still... These people did look very different from each other... Maybe they were aliens after all? Wait... Aliens wouldn't be picking fights and running away half-naked! But those songs... Except for that awful one on repeat right now... Were those songs human too? And what about those clothes?! Why were they making themselves look like humans if they knew they weren't really human?! How many questions could she ask herself before doing something stupid?!

Quinn shook herself out of her thoughts when she realized that Santana had disappeared off somewhere while she had been thinking all this nonsense about aliens and cutlery parties. She began to panic for a moment before spotting Santana talking to someone outside another house down the street with whom she appeared very angry about something. When the person walked past them and into the house Santana threw a rock at him which hit him in his ass instead of directly in his head which would have made more sense than hitting him in his ass now that Quinn thought about it. The man turned around and began yelling at her which made her throw another rock at him as well as an empty beer bottle which narrowly missed him when he ducked so that only part of it hit his bald head instead of all of it like the first rock did. The man ran into this house as well and immediately came back out with two rocks in his hand ready to throw at her who ran away screaming because he looked very scary for some reason although Quinn couldn't think why because he didn't even seem angry anymore besides throwing rocks at her which was very sad if you asked her! He looked more scared than angry actually, but maybe he was just sadistic?

"That was fucking lame!" Santana yelled at Quinn when they finally ended up in front of the school again while looking back down the street towards where the bald man lived judging by where he ran back into his house from earlier, "I wanted to beat him up!"

"But you threw rocks at him!" Quinn shouted back while staring at Santana with wide eyes because she didn't understand why this seemed so normal to her when nothing else today did! In fact, if someone else told her they'd thrown rocks at someone else today she'd probably tell them they were retarded and report them to somebody who could help them before they hurt themselves or somebody else accidentally or whatever! But then again... It hadn't hurt anyone here so far until now... So maybe it was normal after all?

Santana sighed loudly before grabbing Quinn's hand so hard she almost cried out in pain, "Let's go home."

"I'm not going home with you," Quinn said angrily while trying to free herself from Santana's grip but failing miserably, "Let me go!"