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It was a right of passage for every Cheerio to throw at least one slushy. Quinn would never forget her first.

Santana had been pushing her to drench the Hobbit otherwise known as Rachel Berry. Quinn shrugged her shoulders and approached the small girl with the cup behind her back. With less than a foot between them Quinn threw the cold beverage on Rachel. Santana could be heard cheering behind the action, but Quinn was lost. The look on Rachel's face destroyed her. After that moment in time she knew that would be the last slushy she would ever touch. Rachel immediately ducked off into the bathroom, leaving a very ashamed Quinn.

"Wow you got her really good," Santana said, finally approaching the scene. "Never again," Quinn growled falling back against the locker. "Oh come on Quinn. Rachel gets a slushy facial at least once a week. She can handle it."

"She won't be getting anymore from me," Quinn said picking her self up and tossing the offending cup into the nearest trash can. "Have fun trying to keep your position as captain Quinn."

Brushing off Santana's threat, Quinn continued down the hallway. She had worked so hard to get to the top, but she didn't want to hurt Rachel like she had today. It was going to be tough but she would figure out a way around it.

Weeks passed and Quinn did everything she could to make Rachel's life miserable without actually interacting with her. She started rumors and got others to do the dirty work. After a couple months of this, Quinn couldn't look at herself in the mirror. Why was she doing this to someone as innocent as Rachel Berry? Why did she care so much about Rachel?

Outside of Glee Quinn never spoke to Rachel and they rarely talked during practice. However Quinn felt something changing within her. She watched Rachel date Finn, Puck, Jesse, and Finn again. Somewhere deep down she felt pangs of jealously. She assumed it was because this girl was dating all of her exes, but it was much deeper than that. As soon as these feelings made themselves present, Quinn would up the ante of her attacks on Rachel. She had to do something to stop liking the smaller girl.

All her attempts failed. The more she hurt the girl, the more she fell in love with her. That day in Glee club something snapped inside of her. She had to fix everything. There would be no possible way that Rachel would ever feel the same way about her, but they could at least be friends. She knew a song would be the best way to express herself and capture Rachel's attention.

Quinn found herself lost in thought and had no idea how she even managed to pull into a parking spot at the hospital. "I was so stupid.." she trailed off taking her keys and walking towards the entrance.

The emergency room was bustling with people. Patients were coming in left and right. Quinn felt the room begin to spin. Her legs started to wobble but she was luckily caught by strong arms.

"Quinn, what are you doing here?"

"Leroy…I..Rachel..is she..is she okay?" Quinn looked up Rachel's fathers eyes, praying for some hope. "Let's go sit down." He guided the young girl over to the chairs and let out a breath.

"She was just brought in about five minutes ago. The crash caused some serious trauma. We don't know anything specific, but Hiram mentioned surgery." Quinn had met Rachel's parents at random Glee events throughout the years. They were always so kind to her, even though they knew she was Rachel's tormentor.

"I'm so sorry Leroy," Quinn was beginning to cry. Leroy wrapped a protective arm around her. "Quinn, it's okay. You did a great thing today." Quinn pulled back and looked at him. "She told you?"

"She called me on her way home from school. She was so overjoyed that you and her had agreed to be friends. I didn't get the full explanation because the phone cut off," Leroy cleared his throat, trying to hold back his own tears. Things were beginning to add up to Quinn. Rachel was on the phone. Talking about her. And got into a car accident. Of course it would be ridiculous for Quinn to blame herself, but she couldn't help but do so.

"Mr. Berry, your husband would like to see you," a nurse had approached the area. Leroy gave Quinn one last hand squeeze and told her to wait for a couple minutes. Quinn had no intentions of leaving. She watched Leroy walk over to his husband. They embraced and Hiram broke down in his husband's arms. At that moment Quinn had to look away. She knew what had happened