A/N: Thank you for finding the time to read my story and I very much hope you enjoy it. Any type of feedback would be lovely. Rated M for sexual content in later chapters.
Please note that this story takes place during the summer of the year 1959.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did there would be a lot more nudity and a lot less Finn.
I was running a little bit late but that was fine because honestly, it didn't really matter what time I arrived. I could be hours late and it wouldn't make a difference because everyone would be willing to wait, because that's just how things worked out when you were a beautiful seventeen year old, that's how things worked out when you're Quinn Fabray.
I eyed my reflection for what could possibly be the seventh time tonight, just to make certain that I looked as presentable as always.
My golden blonde hair was pulled up into a perfectly neat pony tail with a light green ribbon. The new cocktail dress I wore was the same shade of green but with a golden brown ribbon that wrapped around my waist and tied into a bow at the back. The outfit went perfectly with my hazel eyes. I was also wearing the new pair of white heels that father had surprised me with last weekend. I smiled to myself as I looked into the mirror, any girl in the right mind would envy me.
I gave myself one last lingering look in the mirror before I turned around and made my out of my room and down the stares.
"I'm leaving now!" I shouted at no on in particular as I approached the front door.
"Quinnie are you sure you don't want me to drop you off?" My dad asked as he walked into the room.
"Daddy I'm not a child anymore, I can walk to Jim's burgers on my own" I rolled my eyes.
"Well ok but you be careful you hear? It's not safe for a girl like you to be out on her own at night"
"Daddy, it's only seven thirty and I'm not going anywhere to far off. Don't worry I'll be fine on my own" I reassured him as I pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.
"Well aright then, but be careful and be home before ten. I don't care that its summer and you don't have to go to school in the morning, I still don't want my little girl out so late."
"I'll be home before ten" I called out as I walked out the front door.
It was a warm summer night, but there was a nice breeze making it perfect walking weather. I hummed to myself softy as I made my way down the block, I told Finn I would be there by seven but it didn't talk long to get to Jim's Burgers I would most likely get there within five minuets. Or so I thought.
I walked for a shot while, daydreaming about school and finn, not really paying much attention to where I was going. But then I noticed something strange after walking a little while longer, little by little my surroundings started to look unfamiliar. Maybe I took a wrong turn back at the last street?
I turned back around and started walking in the opposite direction before making a left where I last made a right. Alright, this still doesn't look familiar…
Maybe if I just keep walking I'll see something recognizable.
After walking what seemed like another ten minuets I saw a familiar sight, but although it was something I recognize it wasn't good. It was a small sign on a building that read "Lima Heights Adjacent medical hospital", the moment I read these words I could feel my stomach turn. Oh no, oh no this can't be right I'm in Lima Heights?
Everyone who lived in Lima Ohio knew about Lima Heights, it was bad part of town, where the bad kids hung out and drank and where the less well off people in town lived. I can remember being a little girl and my father driving through this neighborhood "Quinnie" He would say, "Quinnie don't you ever come to this part of town without me or your mother you hear? It's dangerous and filled with bad people"
My stomach turned again. I needed to get out of here, and I needed to do so fast because for ever minuet that passed the sky started to get darker and darker. What time was it now? Almost eight? Forget Jim's Burgers I just needed to get back home.
I quickened my pace and started walking in the direction which looked the safest. I only got about three feet when I heard a voice call out to me
"Hey baby you headed somewhere special?"
I stopped in my tracks at these words, I could feel my hands start to sweat and I wiped them on my dress before I turned towards the voice.
A tan male stood a few feet behind me, he was about my age with a strange hair cut and was grinning at me in a manor that made me feel even more uncomfortable.
"Yes I am" My voice was shaky and nervous sounding despite my effort to keep it sounding cool.
"Where you headed?" He took a few steps closer to me.
"I'm meeting someone"
The boy's grin spread even wider as he let out a loud laugh
"You're meeting someone here? A girl like you?" he laughed again.
"Yes I am, and I need to be on my way now I'm running a bit late" I started to take a few steps but the boy grabbed my forearm preventing me from moving forward. Fear coursed through my veins the moment he placed his hand on my arm.
"Why don't I show you the way, I can take you to where you're headed. I know this neighbor hood pretty well. The names Noah Puckerman but you pretty lady can call me Puck"
"No thank you I'm fine on my own" I attempted to pull my arm out of his grasp but his grip was to firm and I couldn't escape.
"Well it doesn't look that way babe, What's your name ill take good care of you" He insisted, his grip getting slightly tighter around my arm.
Panic was starting to build up inside of me, making my heart race and my hands shake.
Oh no I have to escape this guy is dangerous, but what can I do? Kick him and try to break free and run? Could he outrun me? My mind was ruing a million miles a minuet but one thing was fore sure, I needed to get away from this man before he can hurt me...or worse.
"Noah! What are you doing" a loud voice yelled from behind me. I wanted to turn to see who the voice belonged to but I couldn't move because the boy still had his hand on my arm keeping me in place.
The boy's eyes widened as he peered over my head at whoever was standing behind me.
"I'm just helping this girl here, she's lost you see and I thought I should show her the way home" The boy who called himself Puck said in what seemed like an attempt at an innocent voice.
"I said I was fine on my own thank you!" I shouted as I attempted to pull my arm free again hoping the other person could read the panic in my voice and help me.
It was silent for a few second before the voice spoke again.
"Look I don't care what you're doing, but Santana is looking for you and I am tired of hearing her complain about you. So you better get over to the hang out because if I hear her complain about you one more time I swear I'll hit both of you so hard you will see stars" The voice threatened.
It was strange, the voice sounded very much like a female yet the manor in which they spoke was much more similar to a rebellious teen boy.
Puck sighed before finally letting go of me, I immediately pulled both my arms in close to my chest in case he was temped to grab me again.
"See you around babe" he said before giving me a wink and walking away.
When the boy was a safe distance from me I relaxed my arms and a small chocked up sob escaped my lips.
I turned around, finally able to look at the person who unintentionally, but still none the less saved me.
"Thank y-"
The words caught in my throat the moment I laid eyes on the person behind the voice.
A completely unfamiliar and almost indescribable feeling washed over me. A thousand emotions erupted from my heart. Sadness, excitement, nervousness, joy, fear, love, everything. Every emotion that I've ever felt in my seventeen years of life filled me. The feeling couldn't have lasted more then a few seconds but it felt as if I had been standing there for an hour just staring at the person behind the voice.
It was a girl, there was no doubt about that.
She had medium length brown hair that fell past her shoulders, her large eyes were also brown but unlike her hair they were a beautiful golden brown color. She had strong cheekbones and long lashes that gave her a slightly different, but definitely womanly look. She had a cigarette tucked behind her left ear and she didn't wear any make up, not that she needed too though. The thing that stood out most about her was the way she was dressed. She wore fitted blue jeans cuffed up at the bottom, and a plain white shirt under a black leather jacket.
I've seen boys who dressed like her before, but never have I seen a girl were clothing like this. Maybe it was just the part of town I lived in.
Another thing stood out to me, the way she was looking at me. Her golden brown eyes were wide and completely fixated on me. She looked almost shocked, as she stared at me, not speaking a word.
"Thank you" I said clearly this time.
The brunette was still staring at me but after a moment she broke the eye contact and let her eyes wonder down the rest of my body.
My stomach did another nervous flip.
"I said thank you" I pressed.
The girl's large brown eyes looked back up from my body to meet my own eyes again.
"ok" was all she said.
There was still something about the way she was gazing at me, I felt exposed in a way and it made my face start to grow hot.
"What's you're name?" I said after a moment, curious to know the name of the girl who had saved me.
"My name is none of your business" she said coldly, eyes still not leavening my own
"Excuse me?" I was shocked someone could be so rude.
"You're excused" The girl smirked.
There was something about the way that she was smirking that made me feel like she was insulting me, or at least looking at me like I was some sort of joke.
What was with her? Starting at me like that, yet looking like she was making fun of me.
Annoyed, I turned around without saying another word and started walking in the opposite direction of her.
"You're going the wrong way you know" She said.
"How do you know, you don't even know where I'm heading to in the first place" I snapped at her. As thankful as I was that she showed up, there was still no excuse for a lady to be so rude.
"Well doll Lima isn't a very big place and I know for a fact you're not from this part of town, so you must be from upper Lima" This time the girl didn't even make eye contact with me as she spoke, instead she digged into the pocked of her leather jacked before pulling out a small pack of matches.
I noticed her eyes looked cold and slightly distant as she looked down at the matches.
She was right though, I was from the upper part of Lima.
The girl then took the cigarette that was resting behind her ear and lit it.
"Then which way is it?" I asked.
The brunet took a long drag of the cigarette before she responded
"What does it matter, even if I tell you the right way you're going to get lost again, or you'll get picked up by some guy"
I felt a knot form in my stomach, she was right.
"Then show me the way." It came out as more of a demand then a request.
The girl laughed, and the sound took me by surprise. It was a girly laugh, and sounded more like a giggle. It was far from what I was expecting to come from someone who dressed and spoke the way the girl did.
"Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" She asked, I could still hear the laughter in her voice.
Was she making fun of me? Did she think I was dumb? Or that she was better then me?
Annoyance filled me, I was not used to being treated like this. I was Quinn Fabray, the popular lead cheerleader at McKinley high, the attractive blonde who everyone wanted to be or be with. The girl who was the class president and going steady with the school star football player. I was perfect and everyone knew that, yet this girl, this rude and inappropriate girl thinks she's better then me. ME.
No one ever talked to me this way, not even my own parents, so something snapped within me at her words.
"Yes I know who I am talking to, a no good trouble maker from Lima Heights who talks and dresses like a male and thinks she's better then me, but you know what? You're not. Do you know who I am? I'm Quinn Fabray, and I'm a lady. So if you're going to dress and talk like a man then you should act like one and escort me home."
The words pored out of me before I had any time to even register what I was saying.
The girl stood there frozen for a moment as she stared at me, but then after a few seconds she broke down with laughter again.
She was laughing so hard this time that her eyes were watering and she had to gasp to caught her breath.
I felt my face grow hot with embarrassment.
"Don't laugh at me!" I stomped my foot.
That was probably a bad idea because the moment my heel came back into contact with the pavement I heard a snap and suddenly I lost my balance and fell over, landing straight on my back.
The girl doubled over and laughed even harder at this, dropping her cigarette as she did so.
"I can't believe you!" she blurted out between laughs.
I didn't think it would be possible for my face to get any redder then it was at that moment, I looked like a cherry, blushing all the way up to my ears.
I glanced down ay my feet and- oh great
Sure enough the heel of shoe had broken off. How was I supposed to walk home like this?
"Stop laughing!" I shouted as I buried my face in my hands with embarrassment, not even bothering to attempt to get up from the sidewalk floor.
The girl chuckled a few more times before she quieted down.
Once it was silent again I pulled up hands from my face and looked up towards the girl. She was now standing just a few inches away from me, looking down and giving me that annoying smirk.
"Now what am I supposed to do!" I whined.
"Take your shoes off, Lyn" she said, I could still hear the laughter in her voice.
"Why would I do that, and my name is Quinn, not Lyn"
"Ok whatever it is. Just take them off, trust me."
I was about to ask why in the world would I ever trust her but the words caught in my throat before I could even make a sound. It was something in the way she was looking at me, her large brown eyes weren't cool and distant anymore, they were soft and still shining with laughter.
So I reached over and pulled both of my shoes off before looking back up in her direction. Although this time I avoided her eyes. I'm not sure why, but I did.
The girl then reached over and took my shoes. She shoved one in each of her jacket pockets, which were thankfully big enough to fit them into.
"Now what" I asked
Then she turned around so her back was facing me and crouched down.
I started at her back blankly? What was she doing?
"Get on" she said
Get on, get on what? Her back? She was going to carry me home!
"What on earth are you talking about" I questioned
"It's called a piggy back ride haven't you even gotten one?" There it was again, that tone and mannerism of speaking that made it seem like she was talking down to me.
"Of course I have, but that was when I was a little girl. You can't expect me to do something that embarrassing in public, and even if I did there is no way you would be able to carry me all the way home" I protested
The girl stood up and turned to face me again.
"Fine then, get home without my help" She started to walk away and I felt my heart drop. She was going to leave me here by myself with no way of getting home…
"No please don't leave me here alone!" I shouted, my voice sounded much more desperate then I intended it to.
The girl sighed, but she didn't take another step away from me.
"I'll get on your back"
The girl walked back over to me and crouched down again. This time I wrapped my arms around her neck and pressed as close to her as I could, my face burring into her hair. She then reached behind and looped both arms around a leg before standing up, pulling me along with her.
"I look ridiculous, my dress is riding up and everything" I groaned.
"I'll put you down and leave you here if you complain again"
Well that kept me quiet.
I didn't speak again as she started walking, it was a little uncomfortable being carried like this, but I would take it over walking with broken shoes through lima heights any day…
Since my face was so close to the back of her head I couldn't help but notice the way the girl's hair smelled and felt. I was expecting it to feel tangled and smell unwashed but it didn't. It felt smooth against my face and it smelled like some sort of flower I couldn't really place, maybe lavender. It reminded me once again that this stranger, as rough as she appeared to be was female.
We had been walking for about fifteen minuets when I could start to feel her breathing get heavier. I wondered if it was getting more difficult to carry me, I wasn't heavy or anything but she was a girl and it was a long walk…
I sighed, as I pressed closer to this stranger.
I wondered what time it was, was it nine yet? I wondered if Finn had gone home by now, or if he was still waiting. What if he went to my house to check up on me? What if he talked to my dad, then he would know I got lost and would never let me out alone again. What if they called the cops to look for me?
Ok, calm down…I'm over reacting.
"Lyn, Which way from here?" Her voice broke the silence, and I noticed that she had stopped moving.
I looked around, and noticed for the first time in a while that my surroundings looked familiar, we were close to my school about three blocks from my house.
"Turn left here, then just keep going straight for the next three blocks…And I told you my name is Quinn not Lyn." I said.
The girl didn't respond, instead she just started walking again, this time making a left.
We continued walking for a few minuets till we started to approach my house
"There, the one with the large tree in front" I informed her. She nodded walking up my front yard. She then set me down on the grass.
She turned to face me again, her large brown eyes staring directly into me.
I felt strange tugging sensation in my chest as I looked into her eyes. It was strange really why would someone I didn't even know, someone like her carry me all the way home.
"Why did you take me home?" I asked.
She raised an eyebrow at me
"Would you rather I left you there?" She asked
"You know what I meant"
Gosh, she was starting to annoy me again.
"I don't know. I guess it's because you're pretty interesting. For a square that is" There was that smirk again.
"You know you shouldn't be so rude, maybe you could try acting more like a lady" I snapped, I was tired of being insulted by her.
I must have hit a nerve or something because the moment the words left my mouth anger filled the girls face
"Why should I have to act a certain way huh, just because you or anyone else says so." She was glaring at me now.
"Do you even have any friends? With an attitude like that? I was just trying to give you advice" I snapped back
"Well don't ok, I don't need your advice Lyn. And yes I do have friends for your information" Her eyes were cold and mostly expressionless other then the slight hint of anger in them.
"It's Quinn my name is Quinn, not Lyn" Gosh, couldn't she even manage to remember that.
The girl just rolled her eyes at me before turning around walk away.
She was just going to leave? Just like that? She carried me all the way home and she was just going to walk away without even giving me her name.
"Wait!" I shouted as I grabbed her arm, stopping her in her tracks.
"What now?" she snapped
"Will you tell me your name?" for some strange reason my voice came out so soft, it almost sounded like a whisper.
"Why, it's not like we're ever going to speak again after today" Her voice was still cool, but it lost the hint of anger that it had a few seconds ago.
"Because I just want to know it ok, so tell me" Ok, that came out sounding much more childish then I intended.
But the girl laughed, and for some reason her laugher didn't annoy or anger me this time.
"Goodbye Square" The smirk was back.
She pulled her arm from my grasp but before she could turn around I spoke
"Thank you. For carrying me home" For some reason when these words left my mouth I felt my face go red again.
I was expecting her to walk away after I said thank you but she didn't, instead she stared at me, that same startled wide eyed look she had given me when she fist took notice of me.
For some reason that gaze made the tugging feeling return to my chest.
"Yes, well bye then" I stumbled out awkwardly.
Then it happened.
A second after those last words left my mouth the girl pressed her lips to mine.
I froze on the spot, unable to move or feel anything other then her lips against mine. My mouth was burning and my heart was pounding against my rib cage.
Then after a few seconds she pulled away, that smirk once again on her face.
My mind was running a million miles a minuet, what did she just do? Why did she just do what she did? I don't understand what-
Then it hit me.
She had kissed me.
This stranger, this, this, this girl had kissed me.
The moment I registered this anger started to bubble up inside of me
"WHAT WAS THAT! HOW COULD YOU JUST…JUST DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO ME!" I screamed at her.
"Rachel" She said, still giving me that stupid annoying smirk I hated so much.
"WHAT GAVE YOU THE RIGHT! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!" I continued screaming.
"Rachel" She said again.
"AND STOP IT WITH THAT STUPID SMERK, HOW COULD YOU EVEN SMILE AFTER WHAT YOU JUST DID! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND HOW INAPPROPRIATE THAT WAS" I was so upset, the words were just flowing from me without control.
"Rachel" She said again
"EXCUSE ME? WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING THAT IT'S NOT EVEN MY NAME I TOLD YOU IT'S QUINN MY NAME IS QUINN ITS NOT LYN, ITS NOT RACHEL, IT'S QUINN FABRAY"
"I know. It's my name." She said simply.
I opened my mouth to continue yelling, but the scream caught in my throat.
"What?" was what came out instead, and in a much softer voice then I wanted it to.
"I said my name is Rachel" The girl rolled her eyes at me.
I wanted to continue yelling at her but I found my anger has disappeared, I'm not sure why but the moment the girl- no, the moment Rachel had told me her name every ounce of anger drained from me.
"See you around Square" She said before I could speak another word. Then she turned around and started walking away.
Leavening me standing there with my mouth wide open…
Rachel's P.O.V
I could feel the vibrations of the music and hear muffled lyrics the moment I entered my house.
Those guys were still here?
I was exhausted, it was only just after nine at night but I hardly gotten any sleep the night before and not to mention carrying that girl home wore me out completely.
Why did I even do that? I should have just left her there…
But I couldn't, a pretty girl like that would be sure to run into trouble in this neighborhood.
Why did she have to be so darn pretty? But she wasn't just a pretty face, if she was I could have just ignored her but she was different. She was fistie, the way she stood up to Puck and me, the way she threw a tantrum when it looked like things weren't going her way, the way she yelled at me. No one in Lima Heights would even dare to disagree with me but here was this spoiled little blond girl who probably couldn't fight to save her life and yet she had yelled at me, demanded I take her home, and then screamed at me again in front of her house.
I laughed as I remembered how she had looked, face completely flushed with anger and embarrassment after the kiss. She was definitely fun to tease. It's a shame I would never see her again.
Well of course I would never see the girl again, I wouldn't have kissed her if that wasn't the case.
I sighed again
Pushing all thoughts of the girl out of my head, for good this time.
I walked over to my room and the moment I opened the door and the smell of tobacco and the sound of laughter and music poured through.
Elvis's new single "A Big Hunk O' Love" was blasting from the record player as the familiar group of girls and boys danced and sang along to the music.
"Rachel's back!" Santana shouted as she pulled away from puck, whom she had been dancing with.
Santana was a pretty girl, before I would have said that she was the best looking girl in Lima but after that encounter with that Quinn girl I don't think that's the case anymore. But she was definitely the best looking girl in Lima heights.
Her long, thick black hair curled down to her large chest. She was curved like an hour glass and wore a skin tight black dress under a fitted leather jacket. The way she dressed was scandalous, even for a girl from lima heights. Her lashes were coated with mascara and she wore bright ruddy red lipstick. She looked like one of the girls on the pinup calendars that hung in men's garages.
"What took you so long! I asked you to fined Puck, not disappear yourself" She shouted over the music
"I got…distracted" It probably wouldn't be too good of an idea to tell them about the Quinn girl.
Puck looked over at me curiously, his mouth opening slightly as if he was about to ask about the blonde, but I shot him a warning glare, and he snapped his mouth shut.
"Was is a boy!" Tina giggled at me from where she was sitting on top of her boyfriend mikes lap.
"A boy? Was he hot? What's his name?" Santana cut in.
"It wasn't a boy. And even if it was it wouldn't be any of your business" I snapped at them. Both girl immediately stopped talking a looked down at their feet. Although Santana looked like she was having more trouble keeping her words in, but she didn't say anything, because no one argued with me…and that's just how things were here.
Santana walked back over to Puck and they started dancing again, Tina and mike joining them shortly. I sighed, there was no way they were leaving anytime soon, so I walked over to my bed and threw myself down on it before reaching into my jacket pocket to grad my pack of cigarettes, but instead my hand brushed against something else.
Quinn's shoes.
Dimmit, I had forgotten to give them back after I took her home.
Oh well, the heel on it was broken anyways, its not like she was expecting them back or anything…right?
I ran a hand through my hair as I sighed
"Rachel what is wrong with you?" Santana pressed.
"Santana"
"Yes?"
"Shut the hell up."
And she did, of course not without shooting a death glare in my direction first.
I digged into my pockets again, ignoring the shoe in each one and pulled out a cigarette case and matches. I lit one and breathed in deeply, smoke filling my lugs, and thoughts of a certain blonde girl filling my head…
Maybe I should return the shoes.
No I shouldn't, there's no reason for me too.
But she was really cute and fun to tease…
"Noah!" I yelled over the music, he let go of Santana and walked over to the bed and took a seat next to me.
"What's up buttercup?" he winked.
Ugh, annoying.
"What's the local hang out join for chicks like her" I mumbled.
"What?" he couldn't hear me over the music.
"I said, where do chicks like her hang out"
Puck looked at me curiously for a moment
"The blond girl?" He asked.
"No the old man at the liquor store. Of course the blonde girl who else!" I rolled my eyes at him.
"How should I know, I don't even know her name" He shrugged as he grabbed the pack of cigarettes from my hand, taking one out and placing it in between his lips.
"She's from upper Lima. So tell me where girls like her hang out at" I demanded.
He didn't say anything, instead he pulled a Zippo out of his pocked at lit his cigarette with it, deliberately not making eye contact with me.
"Haven't you slept with every girl in Lima? Shouldn't you be able to tell where she hangs out just from her neighborhood and the way she was dressed?" I was started to get annoyed with his silent treatment.
He stared into my eyes for a moment before sighing
"Girls like her probably just go to ice cream parlors, movies, or burger joints. There's a place in upper lima called Jim's burgers, I hear its popular with the squares there. I wouldn't go to late though, girls like her never stay out past nine. Why do you want to know though?"
"It's none of your business" I snapped
"Of course it is, you're one of my girls. I don't want you acting reckless."
I laughed loudly at him
"I'm always reckless Noah. We all are" I rolled my eyes again
"That's not the type of recklessness I'm talking about" the stern look in his eyes made me uneasy.
Of course that's not what he meant, he was my best friend, he had to know even if I've never said anything.
"I don't know what you're talking about" I said quickly before jumping off of the bed and grabbing Santana by the arm and pulling her into a dance.
Well, it looks like I would have to make a stop at Jim's burgers sometime this week...
To be contined.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading so far, I should have the next chapter posted very soon (considering the fact that I have it writen out alredy it just needs to be edited).