A/N: Hey guys so here's my other fic. This is gonna be longer definitely and it will see our girls becoming friends and developing stronger feelings while struggling with high-school. All of this is in the same universe as the other two but they stand alone too so you don't have to read the others if you don't want. Enough said for now. Please read and review but mostly, enjoy. ")

So they had won. Being a part of a winning team made you feel special but this time it did nothing for Quinn. She was now sixteen, pregnant and homeless. Nothing but a sad statistic. Finn had been sweet about it telling her that he understood what had driven her to lie but that he needed space and time to find it in him to forgive her. With emphasis on the space, which meant that she could no longer stay in his house. She had figured as much but thanked him for not being cruel about it; after all, he was characterized by being a noble person no matter how dimwitted he might be.

Puck offered his house citing his abilities to be a good father and boyfriend. Which included spiking cupcakes with pot and providing her with everything necessary as long as she would look the other way while he 'fulfilled' his needs with the whole cheerleading squad. She refused, there was enough drama with him as it was and moving in with him would just blur all of the boundaries she was trying to set. So, while everybody else spent the entire bus ride oozing happiness, she was frantically trying to find a solution to her housing problem.

She never noticed the small brunette approaching her seat all the way to the back of the bus. "Q…Quinn? Uh…I…may I…may I sit with you."

The blonde had never seen the tiny singer stutter before; it was rather adorable. I did not just think that! "Uh, sure, go ahead. Did you need anything?"

The brunette sat beside the former cheerleader and inhaled deeply clearly preparing herself for a full-blown 'Berry' rant. "I know I've said this before but I am deeply sorry that I had to go and disclose a secret that was most certainly not mine to share and hurting you in the process. I talked to Finn before he got into 's car and he mentioned that he had asked you to move out and I can't help but wonder what is going to become of your housing situation. You know, being pregnant means you have to take care of yourself…"

"Rachel, Rachel…calm down! I already told you that you only did what I wasn't brave enough to do on my own…" The blonde grabbed both of the starlet's hands to pull the attention to her. All that she got was a light blush and a confused look. "What?"

Rachel, she called me Rachel! The diva composed herself and straightened in her seat. "You have never called me by my name before. At least not consciously."

The pregnant girl diverted her gaze in shame. "Oh…right…" She'd been a snobbish bitch to her and Rachel still looked really guilty, she couldn't for the life of her figure out why. "Well to answer your question I have no idea. You just interrupted my brainstorming session on the matter." In any other situation she would just have told Rachel to go away and insulted her somehow. But this time, she found herself with no energy to do that and maybe, just maybe, she could use the brunette's help thinking.

"Actually…I was thinking, and of course this is only in the event of you agreeing to it. I mean, seeing as I am partially responsible for Finn's decision, it would only be fitting. However, only in the event of you agreeing to it…"

"Rachel" Quinn interrupted the beginnings of another rant. "Just come out with it already."

The tiny starlet found something interesting in the hem of her skirt and took a deep breath. "Okay then, wouldyouliketocomelivewithme?"

The blonde snorted. "Okay, let's try that again only this time a little slower how about that?"

"Would you be willing to come live with me?" Rachel asked, this time making sure that Quinn understood every word and that she was serious.

"What? I don't know Rachel. I mean; I've never been the best person towards you. Besides I wouldn't want to impose on you or your fathers for that matter."

Rachel knew that this would be her response so she had already prepared a counter argument. "None of that. You need someone this time and if I can help you then our past…history doesn't matter. Besides, both of my fathers agree wholeheartedly, I've already called them. And as for imposing you needn't worry. We have the room, please?"

Quinn hesitated for another minute. "Okay, but this in no way a permanent arrangement. I'll figure something out."

Regarding this as a small victory but a victory nonetheless Rachel flashed her trademark 'Berry' megawatt smile. "Yes, of course. Don't worry about a thing."

Neither of the girls moved for the rest of the trip but they didn't speak either. Strangely enough, the silence between them didn't feel awkward as either of them thought it might be.

When they finally got to the school where everyone's parents were already waiting for them both girls lingered back and after a few moments headed towards the blonde's car. "Would you like me to accompany you to Finn's house so you can get your stuff?"

"If that's okay with you, I don't want to…" the blonde began.

"Impose yeah, yeah…I know. Now, let's go." The diva said with a broad grin that widened impossibly at the blush creeping into Quinn's face.

It turned out that the former cheerleader didn't have much to pack and they didn't take as long as the brunette thought they would. Rachel felt a wave of anger wash over her when Quinn explained that her parents had only allowed her thirty minutes to pack so she forgot a lot of stuff. At one point, where the blonde was looking for some clothes in the laundry basket, the starlet took advantage of the opportunity and pulled Finn into his room to have a word with the dimwitted quarterback.

"What's up Rach?" The freakishly tall teen asked with the lopsided grin that had previously been the brunette's downfall.

"Finn, I want to tell you that I'm deeply disappointed in you."

"What? What did I do?"

"I understand that the whole situation with Quinn and Noah was extremely painful and possibly embarrassing for you. However, I do not think that asking her to move out was a sensible decision. She may not be carrying your child but she was your girlfriend for quite some time before all of this happened. One you claimed to love and who is currently homeless." Her voice wasn't accusing, she just had to get her thoughts on the matter out.

"But…but she lied to me!" The boy exclaimed slightly offended.

"I know Finn, please let me finish. Even though I think it was not correct of you to do it, I understand your reasons. I'm not accusing you of anything, I just wanted to tell you that sometimes you have to step out of yourself and try to look at things with a wider perspective. Do you know what I mean?"

"Uh…I…yeah I think I do. But we are okay right?"

The brunette fought to keep from rolling her eyes. He pretty much had understood nothing of what she had just said. After all, it was known that the quarterback was not the brightest tool in the shed.

"Yes, we are."

The boy grinned. "Awesome!"

Both teenagers stepped out and ran into Quinn who was carrying a duffel bag. "This would be it I think." An awkward silence fell between Finn and both girls. None of them knew the proper etiquette for when your pregnant ex-girlfriend was moving out and going to live with her enemy of up until a few hours ago that just happened to be the girl you cheated with.

"So, let's go then. Daddy is cooking dinner tonight."

Both girls got into the blonde's car while Finn stood in the doorway. He actually waved. They say ignorance is bliss; maybe that's why he was happy most of the time.