A/N: I don't anything that I write I just do it for stress relief.
I'm mostly writing this because I've just had a domino effect of bad going on in my life and I feel like I could use some good.
Pretty Brown Eyes
As I walk down the main corridor of McKinley I can't help but think about the one person that I see at every turn. Rachel Berry...
Who would think that I, Quinn Fabray, would fall head over heels for the one person whose life I used to make a living hell. I never planned for any of this to happen either it all just kind of happened when I went from hating her to her smile, her eyes, her everything being the only thing on my mind constantly.
Flashback
Sue had just released us from an extremely difficult after school practice we were all so tired that we could barely walk. I had to sit down in front of my locker and closed my eyes for what felt like several minutes and try to make the room stop spinning. I could tell that I was very dehydrated and I probably need food because I feel like death is upon me right now.
"I do not believe death can be upon someone Quinn. Are you okay?" I hear a random voice say out of the blue, and without opening my eyes I can tell who it is.
"Why are you in here Rachel?" I used her actual name because I'm too tired to think of one of her nicknames.
"I didn't think you knew my actually name Quinn. But to answer your question even though you didn't answer mine I stayed behind to work on some music for Glee. I was just leaving when I saw all the Cheerios leaving and I overheard some of talking about you looking dead. I was worried so I came in to check on you."
"Why do you care?" Why would she care if I was okay? I've done nothing but make her life a living hell since we've met.
"Keep in mind you still haven't answered my question." She says as she takes a seat on the bench in front of me.
"I'm fine. Just kind of dehydrating and I should probably eat something. I was stupid and skipped lunch today. Don't ask why because honestly I'm not sure."
"Well I feel the need to tell you that you shouldn't skip meals because it leads to problems like this, but you should know that being a Cheerio as long as you have." She had a point I knew better than to skip lunch especially since you can never predict what kind of practice we're going to have. What is Rachel looking for in her bag?
"What are you looking for?" I ask with honest curiosity.
"You know you have a lot of questions today, and this!" She shouts the end as she pulls out a bottle of water and a pack of what look to be peanut butter crackers. "Here you go." She says as she hands them to me with a smile.
"Why?" I say looking at her with suspicion. Why did she come check on me, and why is she giving me water and a snack that I'll admit I really need.
"You ask so many damn questions, but fine. Why do I care? Because even though you're really mean to me you still have decent moments and I would like to consider us friends. And why? Because I'm not just going to leave you her when you clearly aren't okay. You're dehydrated. I have water and right now you don't. You need something to eat. I have a snack in my bag that will tide you over until you can get something more filling." I'm not entirely sure she took a breath in that whole monologue. Wait did she just say damn?
"Did you just say damn?" I ask looking at her amazed.
"Seriously? Out of everything I just said that's what you decided to focus on?" She asks looking at me like I've grown two heads.
"That wasn't the only thing. Just one of the main things."
"Well that's good to know. Now drink and eat I don't believe the nurse is still here and I can't just leave you here to pass out again." She says as she hands me the water, and I notice that the crackers are vegan.
"Thank you." I say as I start eating the crackers.
"You're welcome." Why have I always been so mean to her? She is always so nice to me no matter what I do she doesn't try and get revenge.
"I'm sorry," I say in one I swallow the cracker I was eating and drank some water.
"For what?" Rachel asks me looking very confused.
"For everything I've ever done to you. I don't know why I do it especially since you're always so nice and never once tried to get revenge. I mean even now you could have left me like the rest of the Cheerios did and they're supposed to be my friends." I say looking at her in a whole new light.
"I accept your apology Quinn and honestly I consider us friends even though we only talk when you are making fun of me or when we are in Glee. All I've ever wanted is to at least be your friend." She says looking me in the eyes as she speaks.
"Well lucky for you I am in need of some new and better friends after today. So are you still interested?" I ask her feeling nervous. I don't know why it's not like she'll say no, but hell she might.
"I would really enjoy that Quinn." She say with a smile.
"Awesome," I say as I pop another cracker into my mouth and chew it quickly as I stand up. I quickly remove my Cheerio uniform.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asks me with a very shaky voice.
"I'm going to quickly hop in the shower and then you and I are going to get out of here. I'm starving and since you were kind enough to stay and help me I'm going to be treating you to a late lunch/early dinner."
"Oh no Quinn that's not necessary I was happy to help."
"Well then think of it as us making our friendship official then." I say as I start walking away heading towards the shower.
"Do I really have an option to protest?" She says to my back as I continue to the showers.
"No even a little bit." I hope she can hear the smile on my face.
"I have a feeling that's how this friendship is going to work. You say something I have just go with it."
"Possibly!" I shout from the showers.
I still smile when I think about that day and that memory. We went to eat and had a fantastic time. The conversation between us just seems to flow so easily and she is actually not as much of a diva as I originally thought. Most of what she does and how she acts in school is just that. An act. We are both very similar in that aspect which is why our friendship works so well.
After that day I made sure everybody knew that Rachel was my friend and if I found out she was slushed I'd make that person regret they were ever born. I of course used Santana and Puck as enforces even though Santana tried to argue she easily gave in when Brittany asked her too.
This now leads me to my current problem somehow in these past few months I have found myself loving everything Rachel does that I used to find annoying. I shake my head my head smiling as I think of all the things I now love about her. I'm so distracted I wasn't paying attention as I walked down the corridor and I accidently ran into somebody knocking them down.
"Oh shit I'm sorry." I say finally down and see that it's Rachel and I can't help but smile.
"Well hello to you too Quinn, and have we not talked about your excessive cursing?" She says with a smile as I help her up.
"I'm sorry. You know about knocking you down and well cursing."
"It's okay Quinn you just seem rather distracted. Are you okay? Do you need to talk about something?" Rachel asks with concern in her breathe taking brown eyes.
"No, I'm okay honestly just tired I guess." I don't like it when she worries about me.
"You don't have to go to Glee today if you are too tired."
"No that's okay really besides I wouldn't want to miss you trying to argue with Mr. Schuester over a solo. Those are just too priceless to miss if I can avoid it." I smile as I look down as I see that I am still holding her hand.
"Well then let's go before we are late. I don't people to think I'm not dedicated if I don't sit in the front row." She starts pulling my hand headed towards Glee with a smile.
This girl, that smile and those eyes are going to be the death of me, or cause me to knock a whole bunch of people down because I'm distracted.
A/N 2: So I've decided to make this a 3 maybe 4 parter. I'm still thinking about it.
