Author's note: So I was inspired to write this after watching the finale yesterday. Let's just ignore specific things like the fact that Teen Jesus was even a real person and that Quick kiss. Let me know what you guys think, please? Reviews are always great motivation.

Quinn was sprawled out on her bed recounting the last couple of weeks. She had graduated. She was finally going to get out of here and be free and that was all she ever wanted. Her train wreck of a life had been turned around and now she could focus on the people she cared about. Unlike the rest of her friends, she had no real plans for the summer. Brittany and Santana had already left to go on a cross country road trip, Mercedes and Sam were flying out to California tomorrow, Finn was probably training, and Mike and Tina were visiting Canada with their parents. Thinking about her friends brought on a wave of nostalgia, which wasn't really uncommon as she had been having them ever since school ended. They were all growing up so fast and for a moment she wished that she could just stop time.

Bored out of her mind, she moved from her bed to her desk and turned on her laptop. After waiting for a moment for everything to load she began perusing through the internet in search of something to entertain her. She had already depleted all the decent movies on Netflix and had already watched way too many videos with cute babies and cats. Mindlessly scrolling through Tumblr, Quinn was startled when her computer started ringing at her. It took her a few seconds to realize that someone was calling her on Skype and then another few seconds to realize that the someone was Rachel. Excited to be making some form of human contact, she early pressed the answer call button. Soon, Rachel's cheery face popped on her screen and she couldn't help, but break out into a smile. The two sat there for a bit, not sure of what to say to the other until Rachel finally broke the silence.

"Hey, you. It's been a while."

"Only been about a week, but who's counting?" asked Quinn.

"Actually it's been 12 days, so I guess that means that I am," replied Rachel.

"How's New York? Shouldn't you and your dads be home by now?" inquired Quinn.

"Yes, we finished looking at dorms a while ago, but I convinced them to let us stay a little longer," said Rachel. "We're planning on heading home tomorrow actually after we see Death of a Salesman on Broadway."

"Of course you're squeezing in a Broadway show during your trip. You do know that you're going to be living there for probably the rest of your life, right? There's no need to squeeze everything now. Relax and just enjoy yourself," chuckled Quinn.

"I am enjoying myself though! I guess a part of me dreads going back home..." trailed off Rachel.

"Because of what happened with you and Finn?" theorized Quinn.

"Yeah, because of that," confirmed Rachel with a small nod.

In the past year, the blonde had gotten to know the petite brunette enough to know when something was bothering her. Finn had done right by letting Rachel chase her dream, but Quinn hated seeing the sadness that was so easily apparent in Rachel's eyes.

"How was your summer been so far, Quinn?" asked Rachel, trying to steer the conversation away from her relationship with Finn.

Quinn picked up on the cue and decided to go along with what Rachel wanted. For now at least.

"It's been pretty uneventful so far. Everyone's off traveling and mapping out their futures whereas I prefer to just be a lazy ass while I can. Yale is definitely not going to be easy."

"You'll be fine. You could never not succeed at anything. I expect to see your name on the front page of every newspaper talking about all your great academic achievements," remarked Rachel.

"Not true at all, but I appreciate the sentiments. Plus, how could I possibly be on the front page of anything when you're out there stealing hearts with that amazing voice of yours?"

"I do have a great voice, don't I? I guess you'll have to settle for getting the less fabulous back page spread," joked Rachel.

"You know, Rach, I'm really glad we became friends," Quinn blurted out suddenly. She didn't even know where that came from. It was probably the lack of human contact she had been experiencing lately.

"Not random at all, Fabray, but I have to agree with you. It's still weird for me sometimes to realize that all my greatest enemies from sophomore year became my dearest friends."

"It's strange how so much has changed and yet so much has still stayed the same, don't you agree? I think Glee club brought out the best in all of us; I will never regret joining even if it was for something stupid like trying to stop you from stealing my boyfriend at the time."

"Wow, did HBIC Quinn Fabray just crack a joke?"

"I am capable of humor, Berry, even if it is usually incredibly sarcastic. I'm not that cold and heartless anymore."

"I know, Quinn, don't worry. You have one of the biggest hearts I know."

"Hearing it from you actually makes me believe it. I screwed up a lot and I have yet to finish apologizing for and fixing all the mistakes I've made," Quinn said, looking anywhere but at the screen. Out of all the people she had tortured and harassed at McKinley, Rachel had been her most common victim. She would never be able to forgive herself for the torment and pain she inflicted on the brunette, but she would do all in her power to make it up to her.

"Hey, Quinn, look at me. I'm not mad at you. The past is the past and I know you're different now. I have a proposition, when I get home tomorrow how about you come over for a sleepover so we can celebrate our newfound friendship? I've been so caught up with NYADA and Finn that I've had little time for anything else and if there's anyone I want to stay in touch with from high school it's definitely you."

"Is it alright if you come over here? My mom's away on a business trip and she doesn't want me to leave the house too much, which I guess explains why I've been a caveman these past few weeks. I don't even know what sunlight is anymore. We could watch Funny Girl because I've already pretty watched every movie in the world. And you do know that if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you, remember that."

"Woah, did someone just suggest watching Funny Girl with me without having me beg them? No matter how much I tried to get Finn to watch it with me, he always fell asleep in the fifteen minutes. I'm going to assume that you don't already own a copy so I will bring over one of mine as well as some of my famous vegan chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. Is it alright if I come over around 9? I'm not quite sure when we're supposed to get home tomorrow, but I'll text you to keep you updated."

"Well, I'm free all day so any time works for me. Anyway, it's getting late over here and I still need to shower. I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Yes, tomorrow. It was nice talking to you, Quinn."

"Same goes to you," said Quinn before she ended the call.

In both New York and Lima, the two girls stared blankly at their computer screens. Rachel was uncertain why she had decided to Skype with Quinn in the first place and Quinn had no idea why she had answered. They were friends, friends talk. Unbeknownst to one another, the two girls absentmindedly rummaged through their things and pulled out the packet of train tickets they would be using to see each other next year. Even though they were only pieces of paper, they seemed to hold some sort of unexplainable weight. Too tired to think about anything else, Quinn placed the tickets back on her desk and went to go shower and Rachel got ready for bed as well. Both girls went to sleep content for the first time in weeks.