Hiii. This is Faberry, obviously. It's my first glee-related work. I threw it together overnight so let me know if it's garbage. This is pretty AU, also. Enjoy.

Rachel POV

Begrudgingly, I shuffled my feet quickly through the super market isles I was searching through. I really didn't like coming out in public. People made me anxious. I felt like I had a swarm of butterflies in my stomach that were fluttering their wings against my insides.

I had planned on cooking a simple chicken dinner for myself since my dads were out of town and realized I didn't have the spices I needed for flavoring. I dreaded going out, but this was necessary. I could not eat food unless it was made the exact way the recipe on the back of the box describes. I'm just a little obsessive compulsive that way.

I finally reached the isle I was looking for. Soon after, the shelf I needed came into view. I grabbed a few packets of spices, barely skimming through the labels, spun on my feet, and started walking back down the isle. The faster I got to the register, the faster I could get to my car, and the faster I could drive home.

I really hoped I didn't see anyone I knew while I was here. My long, dark mahogany hair was in a sloppy ponytail and I didn't have an ounce of makeup painted on my face. Not to mention the layers of clothing I wore. I had on a t-shirt, two sweaters, a giant knee length coat, and baggy sweats tucked into snow boots. Maybe I wouldn't look so absurd if it was winter.

My therapist says I wear so many clothes, thinking they will literally swallow me in because I so badly don't want to be noticed.

I don't know who I am or what I'm doing in this play of life. It's sickening to not belong. More sickening to see others belong.

I began to pick up my pace, but much to my dismay, it seemed as though I tripped over air. I tumbled forward, dropping the packets of spices, which slid a few inches away from me as I hit the ground.

Mortification immediately radiated throughout my body, turning my butterflies into bumble bees.

I hopped up to my feet and tightened my oversized coat around my body, trying to cocoon myself even further. I kept my eyes down as I walked forward to pick up my items, hoping nobody had witnessed my fall.

Just as I was leaning down to pick up the packets, a hand swooped down and snatched them in the blink of an eye. I slowly pulled myself upright.

I trailed my eyes from the bright yellow flats that encased small dainty feet, to nude stockings that hugged slender legs, to a tight pink dress around a perfect figure.

Her hair was blonde and long, past her shoulders. Light make up covering her perfect face. Her eyes piercing. Her mouth inviting.

I was immediately lost in this girl's hazel green eyes. Her pupils dilated slightly, putting me in awe to see a bodily reaction from this masterpiece standing in my presence.

"Excuse me?" The voice from this angel broke me out of my haze.

I opened and closed my mouth a few times before I could find my voice.

"Thank you so much! I wasn't paying attention and I don't know what happened and, and, oh-"

She began giggling and my brain went to goo.

"Really, it's no problem. Here you go." With that, she handed me my items and I made sure to brush my fingers against her as I took them.

Electricity shot through my veins. I'd never felt something so intense in my life. I was on fire, yet freezing to the point of shaking. My butterflies now turned bumble bees were roaring to life all over again. I almost thought I would hyperventilate from how breathy her touch made me.

"My name's Quinn, by the way. I hope to see you around!" She gave me a big toothy smile, with perfectly aligned pearly whites, then skipped away.

I'd never looked at a female this way before. I'd never even entertained the idea that I would be attracted to the same sex.

Lost in my own head, I blindly checked out and went home.

Hazel eyes clouded my thoughts through the drive home.

Quinn POV

Thump. Thump. Thump.

I tapped my fingers on my steering wheel impatiently as I sat at yet another red light. Having a fancy car, like the red BMW I'm sporting, makes you really wish you owned the roads.

"I wonder if Daddy would let me keep my car if he knew I was a lesbian." The thought floated across my mind.

Shrugging it off, I pulled out my compact mirror and checked my lipstick one last time. Satisfied with my makeup job, I returned my attention back to the now changing light.

The closer I got to this restaurant, the less comfortable about this blind date I felt. I trusted that my best friend, Blaine, had set me up with someone amazing, but blind dates in general are a scary thing. My fear, however, was building as I played out scenarios of my family or classmates spotting me on a date with a girl. I had only come out to my very close friends, and wasn't ready to be forced out to everyone else in town.

I was cursing up a storm as I hit another light, at the same time my phone vibrated, signaling a new text.

Santana canceled. :( Sorry for last min notice babe. Come over instead since I know you got dolled up? :*

Bring ice cream

Mint

With choc chips :D

I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding. I would much rather have a sleepover with my best friend than a fumbling, awkward, secretive date.

Suddenly feeling much better, with a grin on my face, I replied.

Sigh spent hours on my hair, makeup, picking an outfit.. better treat me like a princess when I get there! Stopping by the store for ice cream be there soon

I was on my way to the frozen section of the local grocery store when I saw her. She was wearing ridiculous clothes. Layers upon layers when it's nearly seventy degrees outside! It was curious. Instead of going for the straight shot to the ice cream that awaited me, I veered off just to venture through her isle.

I was still feet away from where she stood when she suddenly made a move to run, tripped, and fell. I immediately ran towards her, before stopping and picking up her items she dropped. I straightened myself out, surprised to be face to face with her. Her eyes, however were trailing up my body.

She was, kind of beautiful. She looked like she'd had a long day, didn't care what she was wearing or what she looked like, and still managed to make me stare.

I could only imagine how lovely she looked when she was trying. I could see her hair down and curly, her body showed off in something form fitting…

It was then I realized she hadn't spoken, and was staring at me with glazed eyes.

I'd like to think she was checking me out, but she didn't seem to be that type of girl. I let the awkward silence blanket us for a few moments before I decided to rid of it.

"Excuse me?" I tried to ask in a sweet voice, hoping not to scare her off. She reminded me of a mouse. One quick move and she'd disappear, weaving through isles, never to be seen again. I definitely wanted to see her again.

She shook her head slightly, breaking out of the daze. "Thank you so much! I wasn't paying attention and I don't know what happened, and, oh-"

I couldn't help but laugh a little at her panic over something so petty. Her voice was cute. Everything about her was so cute.

"Really, it's no problem. Here you go."

Our hands touched. Fireworks emerged.

I felt like I was having an epiphany, and it was so wonderful. It was horrifying. It was wonderfully horrifying.

I immediately wanted to run. Too much. Too soon. Too close. Yet not enough.

"My name's Quinn, by the way. I hope to see you around." I ended the exchange in a panic, but still managed a smile. I tried to briskly make a getaway to the exit without looking back at her.

As I jogged to my car, I pulled out my phone and dialed Blaine.

"Hello?"

"I'm gonna be a few minutes. I'll have to try another store. This one is out of mint chocolate chip."

Blaine let out a small laugh. "I guess you're not the only lonely girl drowning her sorrows in food this weekend."

I stared ahead, watching as the strangely intriguing girl made her way to a small blue scion car parked on the side of the building. She slammed the door behind her, started her car, and sped away without a glance back.

"Definitely not."

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