Disclaimer: As much as I wish I owned it, I don't. But I do own a pair of vampire bunny slippers.
Rachel's POV
Quinn is staring at me again, the "what are you" glare I have grown kind of use to, I've been here for a year, yet everyone acts like I have always been here, apart from Quinn, she makes me think too much. Closing my locker a bit too forcefully, I sing Monster under my breath as I go to Drama class. The class starts with Sir making an entrance though the window, Quinn staring at me, Brittany laughing about something Mr Tubbington has done. Normal. Then Mr. Follis tells us our assignment.
"Righty-oh, the assignment is to create a small piece with your drawn partner, including an argument and a stage kiss." Sir says like it's the smallest task in the history of forever. I nervously look around, seeing Quinn Fabray smile – or rather smirk- at me, with that oh-so-confusing eyebrow raise. "REVEAL YOUR VI- I mean partner Quinn"
"Berry" Quinn says. I visibly gulp and turn to Mr. Follis, pleading with my eyes. He just shakes his head at me as I stand up and excuse myself to use the bathroom. Singing Misguided Ghosts as I thought about the assignment. Then I think of Quinn, think about how her whole 'mean hard emotionless look' isn't really her – a front- to me, I honestly don't believe she is the callous and cruel person she seems, there's something deeper to her and I'm going to find out what it is, or I'm not called Rachel Barbara Berry.