Prompt: Romantic!Quinn wins Rachel over before Finn can make a move.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters

A/N: Okay guys, I just recently started a program on Tumblr called 'Mini-fic Prompt me' where people send in mini-fic prompts and I write mini-fics for them! This 'story' will be all those little mini prompts (since I need somewhere to put them) I'll post them here AND on Tumblr. You can prompt me through tumblr, if that's what you'd like :) Hope you enjoy, Please review.


It's Your Move, Fabray

TheSilentPen


She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, clenching her fist around the bunch of flowers clasped desperately in her hand. Her heart pounded in her ears and her shoulders trembled.

The starched lines of her dress, fresh from the cleaners, crinkled and her palms sweated profusely.

'I can do this,' she thought to herself numbly, staring through the yammering crowd of teens. She nodded confidently to herself. 'She can't say no, you're a much better option than him.'

Hazel eyes snapped open, glinting with determination that built as lumbering Finn Hudson stood at his locker, grinning as he shook the half-wilted flowers in his hand.

He wouldn't have Rachel. He never would.

Quinn strode confidently through the crowd, chin high. She felt her heart pound harder as she drew closer to the object of her affections.

"Rachel!"

Smiling brown eyes clouded over confusedly as Quinn held out the bouquet of gardenias out, a blush staining the notorious head cheerleader's cheeks. "Quinn… what is this?"

"I-I know you like gardenias and umm…" Hazel eyes fell to the ground. 'Go Fabray, do it!' "I-I really wanted to ask you… Would you go out with me on Friday after the game?"

Rachel's brow furrowed. "Go out with you… on a date?"

Quinn's cheeks reddened. "A-ah… y-yes… B-but you don't have to… G-god I shouldn't have assumed that-."

A delicate kiss was placed to a burning red cheek, stopping the halting sentences falling from Quinn's mouth.

Rachel smiled as she slowly closed her locker, arms tucked about her books, hand falling to grasp Quinn's. Brown eyes softened. "Yes… of course I'd love to go out with you… Meet up after the game?"

Quinn swallowed. "Y-yeah…"

Rachel smiled again, taking the gardenias. "Thank you, Quinn. This was so sweet of you… I'll see you Friday."

As Rachel started down the hall, Quinn put a hand to her cheek dazedly, grinning after her. 'She said yes.'

Behind her, Finn Hudson slammed the door of his locker, threw the wilted flowers to the ground, and started off to class huffily.