Summary: Rachel and Quinn arrive at Julliard to start the journey towards their lifelong dreams. But the meeting of one boy will result in jealousy, love, and secrets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or it's characters, unfortunately.
Friends, Lovers, or Nothing
Starting her freshman year at the prestigious Julliard, Rachel felt like she was in heaven. It had been her life long dream since she was little to attend the school responsible for the rise of such Broadway legends as Patti Lupone and Audra McDonald. She didn't even consider any other schools when applying for college. Julliard was it for her. Her excitement only enhanced when she found that they were actually going to offer her a scholarship. Of course, leaving her two devoted dad's was hard, but they supported her more than anyone. They pushed her to go for her goals and not let anyone stand in her way. They always told her she could achieve anything her heart desires.
So here she is on move in day. First time college students are required to live on-campus in the Merideth Willson Residence Hall and are always assigned to a double room. Musicians sometimes share rooms with dancers, actors with musicians, and dancers with actors — providing spontaneous, informal opportunities for deepening an understanding of each other's interests. But fortunately, Rachel will be rooming with her hometown best friend, Quinn Fabray.
Quinn was a truly exquisite dancer. Though she also sang a little bit, her true love was always dance. Her and Rachel actually attended the same high school, becoming friends their sophomore year. Connecting through their dreams of Julliard, they became inseparable. But despite some of their similarities, Quinn and Rachel could not be more different. While Rachel was solely focused on her singing, Quinn tended to be distracted from her dancing by boys. Sure, Rachel would have liked to have a boyfriend, but no boy seemed to understand her intense drive for stardom. Quinn, on the other hand, had three semi-serious relationships in high school. Finn Hudson, Noah Puckerman, and Sam Evans. Rachel had to admit, Finn kind of caught her eye, but she soon questioned her judgement in men when she found out how dense he was. It was as if every word she said to him went right from one ear and out the other.
There was only one boy that she was serious with. Her and Greg were originally very good friends who sort of blossomed into lovers. Although she always felt he liked her more than she liked him, she was comfortable in that relationship. They had fun together and he supported her dreams. After dating for a few months, Rachel decided to end things. Greg wanted to take things to the next level, which led to her admitting she didn't love him. It broke his heart, in turn, breaking hers. She loved him as a friend, just not in that way. They said they would remain good friends, but of course everything changed. He started to push her away and she just put more focus on her future.
Nevertheless, here she is, about to start on her journey to Broadway. It was a thrill to be surrounded by students who had the drive and talent she possessed. She couldn't wait to start meeting new people and taking constructive classes.
"Rachel!," Quinn yelled, pulling Rachel out of her reverie. "Can you help me here?"
Rachel looked away from the skyscrapers surrounding her and directed her sight to Quinn. She seemed to be struggling with their luggage.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just...look at it Quinn. We're finally here. Julliard," she put emphasis on the last word, still in complete awe that she was there.
"I know. I can't believe it," she states, while looking at their surroundings. "But we can enjoy it even more when we are all moved in." She pushes a suitcase into Rachel's hand and motions toward their dorm entrance.
"That's the last of it," Rachel exhaled, completely exhausted from carrying their heavy bags. She turned to Quinn whose face was graced with a huge grin.
"This is so exciting, Rach. Let's go meet our floormates," she exclaimed. Quinn grabbed Rachel's arm and pulled her into the hallway. Most people were moved in already, therefore, the halls were mostly quiet. Quinn knocked on the door next to theirs, excitedly bouncing up and down. The door opened a moment later.
"Hi! We're your neighbors, we just wanted to introduce ourselves. I'm Quinn."
Rachel waved, "And I'm Rachel."
"Hey! I'm Emily and this is my roommate Sarah," she said, gesturing to a blonde sitting in front of her computer. "It's nice to meet you. So where are you girls from?"
"Lima, Ohio. We both went to the same high school," Rachel said. "How about you?"
"Oh, well I'm from Jersey, Sarah is from Georgia. We're both dancers." Emily replied, a hint of cockiness in her voice.
"I'm a dancer too. Maybe we'll have some classes together," Quinn said enthusiastically. Rachel told the girls she was a singer, but also looked to study acting as well. After some more small talk and getting to know each other better, Sarah informed them of a party happening tonight.
"Do you guys want to go?" she asked.
"Oh my gosh, yes! Count me in." Quinn turned to Rachel, waiting for a response. In all honesty, Rachel wasn't a huge partier. She didn't really understand the appeal of getting wasted and making out with people you don't know. She usually went out with Quinn and their friends when they were in high school, but she actually preferred staying in.
"I actually really want to get situated here first. I'll join you girls next time, I promise." Rachel looked to Quinn.
"Come on, Rach. This is our first night here. We can go meet people, maybe meet a boy..." Quinn nudged Rachel.
Emily butted in, "It's okay. You just moved in, I'm sure your pretty tired. You have all year to come out with us." She gave Rachel a small smile.
Quinn stayed and got the information on when they were leaving and where they were going. Rachel decided to continue on back to their room. She unzipped her first suitcase, meeting a picture gracing the top of her clothes. It was of her and her dads on graduation day. She lifted the picture, tears threatening to leave her eyes.
"Are you really not going to come with me to our first college party?" Quinn said, startling Rachel from her thoughts. She set the picture on her desk carefully, examining it with a smile.
"I just want to get comfortable in my room first, Quinn. Like Emily said, we have all year to go out."
"I just don't want to leave you alone on our first night here," Quinn proceeded to cross the room and bring Rachel into a hug. "I'm so happy we're here. We're on our way, Rach!" Rachel grinned, holding Quinn tighter.
"I know. I'm so glad your here with me. At least you being my roommate makes things a little easier to adjust to."
"Yeah, thank god." Quinn turned to her suitcase, searching for the zipper. "Okay, so if your not going out with me, you better help me pick out an outfit to impress."
"You hate the way I dress. Why would you want my help?" Rachel laughed.
"Very true. That reminds me. We might want to go shopping soon to spice up your wardrobe. No offense, but no college boy is going to hit on you unless we make some changes." Quinn eyed Rachel up and down, examining her current outfit of knee high socks, skirt, and arglye sweater.
"I happen to like my wardrobe, thank you very much. I don't want to be like everyone else. I'm unique, which is part of the formula for becoming a star."
Quinn rolled her eyes and lauged, "Fine." She glanced towards the mirror and released her hair from the tight bun on top of her head. Running her hands through her hair, she wandered over to her computer and opened her itunes."I need some music to get me ready for some fun tonight."
Rachel listened as Quinn's computer blared out the sounds of Lady Gaga. She smiled to herself. She figured she better get used to this.
The next morning, Rachel arises at 9 a.m. She looks over to Quinn, sprawled on her bed in the same clothes she went out in last night. Figuring Quinn wouldn't be up for a while, Rachel decided to take a shower and grab some breakfast.
When she gets back, Rachel expects to find Quinn still asleep. She isn't prepared for the sight of her roommate hanging her head over their trash can.
"Oh my god Quinn, are you okay?" Rachel said, rushing over to her best friend.
Quinn moaned "Ughhhh, I think I drank too much last night."
"That seems like a little bit of an understatement," Rachel replies, her hands holding the blondes hair out of her face. Quinn looked up at Rachel, a spark lighting her eyes. "What?"
"I met a guy last night," Quinn grinned.
"Oh yeah? Is he the reason you drank so much? A little liquid courage?" Rachel teased.
"You are so annoying sometimes, Rachel," Quinn said, sitting up. "I didn't need any courage to talk to him, I would have done it anyway."
"So tell me about him then," Rachel pressed.
"Oh my gosh, Rach, he is SO gorgeous. It's almost hard to look at him. Blue eyes, slightly curly hair – perfect to grab onto," she says with a wink. Rachel rolls her eyes amusedly. "He's a sophmore and is actually a singer and actor like you. But he's mine!" Quinn points to Rachel to emphasize her claim.
Rachel puts her hands up in surrender, thinking to herself how childish Quinn acts when she's either drunk or hungover.
"I haven't even said anything," Rachel jokes.
"God, I want him so bad," she whines. "But I did end up getting his number," she grinned. "He said that we should hang out sometime."
"So you didn't sleep with him, right?"
"Unfortunately, no. But we talked a lot. I'm not gonna lie, he's a little arrogant, but I think that's what makes me so attracted to him."
"Well, I'm proud of you Quinn. That would have been very self-degrading to sleep with the first college guy you met."
"Oh, I plan to fuck him. Last night just didn't work out. I drank a little too much and he had to leave," Quinn pointed out. "I'm planning on calling him later tonight."
"Quinn. We have our first classes tomorrow. You can't go out again tonight."
"Oh yeah," she giggled.
Rachel sighed, "Maybe you should just rest for the remainder of the day. You obviously are still somewhat drunk." Quinn glared at her.
"I guess your right. I want to make a good impression on my first day of school tomorrow," Quinn started to stand and layed herself upon her bed.
"Good idea. But before you rest, I need to know this mystery guy's name," Rachel prodded.
Quinn smiled, her eyes shut as she relaxed against her pillow. "Jesse," she exhaled.
This is totally St. Berry. I just gotta add some drama, so it's in the form of Quinn :P