AN: This is my first attempt at a Faberry story so be nice... This will probably be three or four chapters :) let me know how I did

The brunett gave the blond a hard stare. They had both been glaring at each other for well over twenty minuets now as they both cursed Mr. Shuster for forcing them together as duet partners. Nither girl knew what to say to the other so they just stared. After a few more moments of silence Rachel let out a defeted sigh.

"Look Fabray," she said in the calmest voice she could muster, but it still came out a bit icy, "We have to get this done sometime so can we both just stop acting childish and put our diffences aside for once?"

Quinn pondered this for a moment before finally nodding. "Fine Rachel. Truce… for now," she held out her hand which Rachel took and they shook on it.

"Okay, so song choices?"

Quinn tapped her pen on the tabel, "Well we could do Everything Burns by Anastacia," Rachel wrote the song title on a sheet of blank notebook paper as she added, "Oh, or Soulmate by Natasha Beddingfield,"

"Or we could go diva. Genie in a bottle?"

"What about Gaga?" Rachel asked, "Paparazzi,"

"Oh I like that," Quinn replied with a smile.

"I'm your biggest fan I'll fallow you until you love me," Quinn sang, "Papa-"

"Paparazzi," Rachel chimed in, "Baby there's no other superstar you know that I'll be, your papa-"

"Paparazzi. Promise I'll be kind,"

"But I wont stop until that boy is mine,"

"Baby you'll be famous chase you down until you love me, papa-paparazzi," They sang together laughing.

"That sounded pretty good," Quinn admitted.

"Our voices just go so well together," Rachael added and the blond nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, Quinn's phone began ringing, blarring Brittney Spear's Lucky as loud as it would play making the blond flush with embarassment. "I'm sorry," She mummbled, "I forgot to turn it off," She silenced the phone just as the brunett got an idea in her head.

"Wait Quinn that's brilliant! Forget Paparazzi! We should do Lucky! It's a song that fits both of us don't you think?"

"Wow Rach, that's a pretty good idea," she admitted, "I'm all for it,"

"It's settled then," she confirmed, "Were doing Spears."


Rachel had to admitt that this assignment wasn't such a bad thing. She had always had a thing for the blond but was to stubborn to admit it. This was just an extra excuse to spend more time with her and get her to not hate her so much. As she sat on Quinn's bed,stairing at the blond who was looking gorgous, Rachel was a bit flustered by the sudden urge she had to kiss her.

"Um, you okay Rach?" Quinn asked when she noticed the other girls stare.

"Oh, uh, yeah I'm cool. Sorry bout that. From the top?" She asked.

Quinn restarted the music and Rachel began singing but she was to distracted by the images of Quinn dancing threw her mind that she was out of pitch and some of her words were wrong. The blond stopped the music.

"Get your head in the game Rachel. Your obviously distracted," she pointed out, "What's up?" The past few days, they had become sort of like friends, Quinn and Rachel, and they knew they could go to one another to vent if needed but there was no way the brunett could vent to her new friend about this.

"Nothing," she replied, "Nothing at all,"

The blond sighed, knowing she was going to get nothing out of her so she pushed play on the CD player.

Quinn's lushous pink lips, glittering with lip gloss, curved into a smile at Rachel, a smile she could not resist, as she said, "Come one Rachel you got this okay?" However when the time came to sing, Rachel couldn't find her voice.

"Damn it Berry!" Quinn cursed shaking Rachel out of her dazed. "What the hell is up today? Your not acting like yourself."

The blond stepped tward the brunett, closing the gap between them. "Now are you going to tell me what's wrong or just stand there like an idiot? I'm trying to help you Rachel. Rather you think so or not I don't hate you. I kind of like the friendship we have here, now spill!" That was all the encouragement Rachel needed as she leaned forward and locked lips with one very shocked Quinn Fabbray. The blond was far to shocked to move. She didn't mind the kiss, in fact, she liked it. She just haden't expected it. After a few seconds, Rachel pulled away; shocked at what she had just done.

"Oh my god Quinn I'm soo sorry," her voice cracked as she began backing away from Quinn, tward the door.

"Wait Rachel," she tried to say but Rachel wouldn't listen.

"I'm so so sorry," she said and dashed out of the house.