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This fanfic is from Quinns point of view, and it's about her feelings for Rachel, and how she reacts to being rejected. This story is based on what I myself is going through these days, and this is exactly what happened to me yesterday. Just with the Glee characters. So Quinn is supposed to be me, and Rachel is the girl I love. I thought it might help my heartbreak to write it down for people to read :) And it did. A little... Well, I hope you Enjoy, and here are a few things you need to know:

All the Glee kids don't go to McKinley High, they go to a little private school where you all sit around one table, have sofas and computers in the classrooms (because that's where you hang out in the breaks) and you eat in different groups, and get served warm food from a kitchen with a higly trained chef. It's a very high profile private school, and is very luxurious. But it has the same teachers.

Quinn has been in love with Rachel for a couple of months, although she is pretty sure she doesn't feel the same way. This chapter is Quinns thoughts on the day she decided to tell Rachel.

The Feeling Of Rejection – Chapter 1

Dear Rachel.

All those years ago you said to me that you wanted to know how I had felt when I had told you about my feelings, and you rejected me. I said I didn't want to tell you. Well, now I think would be a good time, because this is the last time I will get to do so. This is a little something from my diary. It's written the day after.

I sat in the couch of the classroom, and waited for class to start. Some of the other kids in the sofa were talking about all kinds of stuff. I didn't know what, because my mind was too occupied with thinking about you. When would you come? Class started in about 5 minutes, and you were not here yet.

I heard the bell ring, and everyone moved to the table. I waited, just in case you should come in, so I could give you a good morning hug. Some minutes passed, and people said that I should come and sit down. Just as I was about to pull out a chair, the teacher came in, quickly followed by you.

My face lit up when I saw you, and then you looked at me and smiled. My knees went weak, and I smiled back at you.

During class I had a hard time concentrating. How could I when you sat there in front of me, looking absolutely gorgeous? My heart was beating, and I was sweating. I was insanely nervous. I had decided that today was the day I was gonna tell you how I feel. I had been in love with you for a couple of months, and it just got harder and harder every day. You are the first girl I ever fell in love with, and that was hard too. I had talked with my mom about it, and accepted myself. Now I just had to tell you. I couldn't stand that you didn't know. Maybe you felt the same for me? I doubted it.

The German class ended, and we went to have a little break. I really did not understand why we had to learn German. Why not French instead?

You were standing in the hallway, and I walked over to you.

"Hi Rachel" I said sweetly to you.

You looked at me and answered back "Hi Quinn" with a smile. My knees went weak, and my heart pounded harder. I wondered if you had noticed the change in my behaviour since I fell in love with you. Probably not.

We made small talk for some minutes, before you sighed. "I'm bored" you announced. I smiled and said "Let's do something, then."

"But classes start again in 5 minutes" you said, and I thought about what we could do. I got an idea, so I dragged you to the classroom. While we walked, you took my hand, and swung them between us. My stomach started doing flips, but I know you just meant it friendly. I mean, why would you be in love with me? You were so gorgeous, and were always talking about really hot guys and stuff. And I was just a normal girl. Sure, we were friends, but that didn't mean that you could be in love with me. Did it?

When we were in the classroom, you asked me what we were gonna do.

"Come," I said, "there are some science magazines over here. They have really cool snapshots in them."

You looked excited, and we grabbed the magazines from the shelf. We looked through them, laughing and 'ooh'-ing over funny and wild pictures.

At one point you opened a magazine, and your eyes went wide. I watched your reaction, and a few seconds after, you started laughing hysterically. God, how I love that sound.

"What is it?" I asked you, and when you recovered from your laughing, you turned the magazine towards me. Then I started laughing. It was a picture of three goldfish sitting besides each other on the ground of an aquarium, with blown up cheeks. Their cheeks were almost bigger than their bodies. And they looked kinda surprised. It was a hilarious photo.

We decided to hang it up on the walls, and when it was up, we looked proudly at it. Then you turned to me. "We did it!" you said excited, and gave me a high five. We laughed, and sat down on the chairs as the bell rang.

In this class we didn't get to be much together, but I figured that it was a good thing. Then I would have time to prepare myself mentally for what I was gonna do in the big break after lunch.

The class passed quickly, and then it was lunch time. We wouldn't be eating together either, because we weren't in the same eating group. That was good too. More time to prepare myself. Today there was served some kind of rice, with some vegetables and tzatziki. I didn't eat much. It wasn't because it tasted bad, I was just way too nervous to eat. About 30 minutes until I was gonna tell you. I was so nervous, but I didn't back out. I knew it had to be done, or else I would just feel worse. You had to know how I felt, and I had to know how you felt.

We finished eating, and it was time. As I helped carry out some stuff to the kitchen, I saw you on your way back to the classrooms. I wondered if I should stop you know, and say that I wanted to talk to you, but my nerves got the better of me. All I could do was smile at you, and hurry to the kitchen. I figured that I could just get you after I had dropped off the dirty plates in the kitchen.

But when I came back to the classroom, you weren't there. I checked the hallway, some other classrooms, the bathroom, and then our classroom again. You were not to be found.

I started getting nervous. I had to tell you, but if I couldn't find you, I couldn't tell you. Then it dawned on me. The music room! Of course you would be there!

I ran to the music room, and just before I opened the door, I took a shaky breath. And there you were. Sitting on a tall chair, and playing guitar. You were singing too. I smiled at you, and then I saw… Tina. She was there too. I also noticed that a few meters away, Kurt and Mercedes were practicing. Crap. I couldn't just go over and say 'Come with me'. The others would be suspicious. And we weren't even the closest of friends, so I didn't know if you would leave Tina for me.

So I stayed. Waiting, hoping that you would leave, so I could follow you, and ask you to come with me. Eventually, Kurt and Mercedes left, and it was just us three. You and Tina were practicing a song called "A Lifetime" by Hush, and I wanted you to keep on singing forever. The songs lyrics described my feelings perfectly, and I started gaining a little more confidence for what I was about to do. If you ever got away from Tina! After some practicing, Tina suddenly said "Oh! I'll go get Mr. Schue and then we can show him this song! Maybe we can perform it for the school!"

'Yes!' I thought. Finally alone. But then Rachel said "I already showed him Tina. He thinks it's great!" And my heart sank again.

Some more practicing and some more singing later, you finally realized that you had some washing do to. You had been told to wash the football team's shirts, because you had said something to Ms. Sylvester. It was a cruel punishment, so I went after you. We got to the washing room, and you started putting the sweaty shirts in the washing machine.

"Eeew!" you said, you nose scrunched in disgust.

"Here, I'll help you" I offered, and helped her sorting some other stuff that had been washed.

"Tanks Quinn" Rachel smiled at me. It was totally worth doing this, if I just saw Rachel's smile. When we finished you were about to go, before I grabbed your shoulder. 'I can do this' I thought to myself.

"Come on Rachel" I said to her, and started dragging her the other way. She started to protest. It was kinda cute.

"Wait, what? Where are we going? No! What are we doing?" she said panicky. I laughed a little. "Relax Rachel; I just want to talk to you." I said, smiling at her. She tensed a little, but followed.

"Oh no, what have I done?" she asked concerned. "Am I on trouble?"

I laughed again. "Oh Rachel, you haven't done anything. You don't have anything to worry about, that's only me. I just have to tell you something." I said, my voice a little shaky. We went into a little room where no one could hear us, and I stood in front of you. I guess she could sense that something was wrong, because she looked very serious.

"Now remember Rach, I am being very serious here"

Cliffhanger! Next chapter will be uploaded in 1-3 days, so stay tuned!

Please review so I know that someone is reading. It would make me very happy.

Next chapter is where Quinn tells Rachel :)

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