A/N: Ok kinda going against the flow of Faberry here. Mast Faberry fics have them falling in love so quickly it's not funny. I get that's kinda what people want but with this fic Rachel is going to be a bit hesitant and not very trusting early. Rated m for later chapters.

Short chapter first up. Mainly setting the scene. End a bit abruptly but i had to finish this in a rush.

On a different note I will probably update about once or twice a week, but I'm finishing my other fic first which is only a short one. I have cricket 5 times a week and it is unavoidable. I'm Australian so sorry if some of the things i say don't make sense such as temperatures, I will try and translate though. Read and Review.

Disclaimer: I don't own glee or anything yada yada.

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Quinn Fabray was sitting on the edge of a pool at Brittany's house. Her feet were floating in the cool water while all of her fellow glee club members were busy swimming or splashing or just keeping cool. It was a 40C degree day (about 104 Fahrenheit) but Quinn was too tired to do any moving. Although sitting on the edge of the pool she was starting to get lonely and bored. She tried to entertain herself watching Finn and Puck having a hold your breath contest underwater when she heard a voice in her ear.

"Hey Quinn. Are you alright? Why aren't you swimming?"

Quinn turned her head to see Rachel Berry looking down on her with a worried look on her face. Probably worried about glee numbers, Quinn thought.

"What's it to you Man Hands?"

"You look lonely. Do you want some company?"

Yes but I don't want it to be you. Although I will take what I can get at the moment Quinn reasoned with herself. Without waiting for Quinn to answer Rachel sat down.

"So what's wrong?"

"Why do you care?"

"I don't like seeing people down."

"Well if you really must know, Coach Sylvester made us do extra laps and push ups because some of the girls were complaining about the heat."

"That's terrible. No wonder you so irritable. You must be really tired too."

"Yeah that's why I'm not swimming. I think i would probably drown. My legs are aching."

"I thought swimming was supposed to be good for recovery? And you must be getting really hot sitting in the sun."

"Yeah well at the moment I'm just happy sitting here talking."

Quinn froze. Did I really just say that? The beam on Rachel's face would suggest i did.

"Really?"

"Yeah I guess. You're not so bad when you aren't fussing over glee or trying to steal my boyfriends."

If possible the diva beamed even more brightly.

"Then I guess I'll try to stop doing those things then."

"Good."

This was really awkward. She hadn't even really complimented the diva yet she looked as though she had been made prom Queen.

Quinn turned her attention back to the pool. Anything to stop looking at the brunette. She focused her attention on Brittany and Tina who were having a race around the pool.

"Tina looks weird in a bikini, don't you think?" The brunette asked.

Quinn decided to push the Diva with a response that could be taken as an insult but she said it playfully.

"Yeah but you do too so I wouldn't be talking if I were you."

The diva turned her head to the cheerleader who was watching out of the corner of her eye. She was silent for a second but seemed to realise the blonde was just teasing without any venom in her words.

"Quinn, we both know I'm incapable of keeping my mouth shut. Anyway i look great in a bikini. You look O.K I guess."

Quinn had to scold herself for thinking the diva was right on the first two counts. She couldn't keep her mouth shut but Quinn thought she looked gorgeous in a bikini.

"Thanks. It's good to know I look o.k. in Rachel Berry's eyes with her sky high standards." Quinn joked her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Yeah. You should be very proud of yourself. I have a question though. How does Brittany still have the energy to be racing Tina?"

"She in glee club. You should know she's got the energy of a 6 year old on Christmas morning. She'll tire herself out eventually."

"Do you like Having Sylvester as a coach? I mean she treats you guys really badly."

"She may seem harsh but we get the results don't we? I mean I guess it's all for the best."

"I can't really argue with the results can I? You guys do better than the glee club."

"The Glee club is way more fun though. We will win eventually. We just have to stay persistent and positive." She smiled a genuine smile which Rachel returned.

"Hay you two aren't fighting again are you?"

Quinn and Rachel both turned their heads to see Brittany standing in the water in front of them.

"No B we weren't fighting. Just talking." Quinn explained.

"Oh O.K then. Why aren't you swimming then? It's like 1000 degrees out of the water."

"I'm just tired from cheerio's B calm down."

"But Santana said it good for recovery. What about you Rachel. Why aren't you swimming? It's really hot. The water is nice and cool." To illustrate her point she splashed some water onto Rachel.

"It's alright Brittany. I was just keeping Quinn Company."

"I know what to do then." She grabbed one of Quinn's and one of Rachel's and pulled them both into the pool. When the initial shock wore off Quinn turned to Brittany.

"Didn't think to give us any warning?"

"You would have said no."

"See you later Berry." And with that Quinn swam over to Santana.

Feeling disappointed and frustrated Rachel began to swim over to Tina. Quinn was being nice to her and everything, and then Brittany came and ruined it all. She felt like she had lost her final chance at being Quinn's friend.

"Did you and Quinn just have another fight with Quinn?" That was Tina. Straight to the point.

"No actually. She was being nice and everything. Then Brittany came and took her away. Oh well."

"Oh well. Brittany did well in that dance today though, didn't she?"

And with that their conversation moved from friendships to glee.

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When Quinn arrived at Santana she got the question she had been expecting.

"Do I need to make man hands remember where she sits?" Straight to threats and violence. Very predictable.

"No S it's O.K there is no problem."

"So you took care of her yourself?"

"Yeah."

She didn't need the Latina knowing she had enjoyed Rachel's company. She definitely didn't need the Latina knowing she also enjoyed the calm side of Rachel. They were friends, but that didn't mean she wanted to give the girl any ammunition.

They started talking about Cheerio's but Quinn couldn't help but wish she was still talking with Rachel.