The Lesbian Queen

Part III

That same day…

Rachel was looking everywhere for the girl whose name was Regina. She prayed that they shared more classes together.

Luckily as Rachel walked into her fourth period class, she found Regina already sitting there.

"Are you stalking me?" Regina asked with the smallest smirk on her face.

"Uh, no, um, just coming to class," Rachel said shyly.

This time Regina smiled brightly. "Come sit over here."

She pushed out a chair.

Rachel timidly and nervously tiptoed over to the vacant seat. "Why are you being nice to me?"

"This is cordial, not nice," Regina replied with a sigh.

"Oh," Rachel as she sat down and pulled the chair closer to the desk.

Regina began drawing in her notebook. Rachel stole a glance and noticed that she was drawing a crown.

"Was a crown," Rachel asked curiously.

Regina leaned over her personal drawing so that it wouldn't be seen.

"None of your business," she shot back nastily.

"Geez, sorry I asked," Rachel said in return. She began to look straight ahead as she slumped back into the chair.

"Listen," Regina began to explain.

"No explanation necessary. You obviously don't like me and don't want to even get to know me…"

Regina was stunned. "Uh…"

"You know what," Rachel said as she was getting up from her desk. She looked around the room for another, hopefully, vacant desk. Regina quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Unhand me," Rachel demanded as soon as she felt the warmth that radiated from Regina who did so immediately.

"Please sit next to me," Regina pleaded.

Rachel looked down at her and simply asked, "Why?"

"Because I'm an ass. I don't make friends very easily as you can tell," Regina said shyly.

Rachel laughed a little and shook her head. She put her bag back down and pulled the chair out. She then sat down and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Thank you," Regina said with a smile.

"Pretty smile," Rachel complimented and Regina blushed.

Regina was about to say something, but their teacher entered the room. He demanded the students' attention and the class went on without any conversation between the two girls. When the bell finally rang, Rachel packed up her belongings and walked out of the room. Regina quickly followed after her and caught up with her.

Rachel noticed that as they were walking down the hallway, the students moved out of her way. It reminded her of the Cheerios led by Quinn, Santana and Brittany. The situation was odd, but Rachel knew better than to ask.

Anyway, they both stopped at the cafeteria so Rachel asked, "Would you like to have lunch with me?"

Regina shook her head and Rachel sighed.

"I figured as much." she muttered as turned around and walked away.

When Rachel was feeling down and unappreciated she would usually hide in the auditorium of William McKinley High School. Rachel felt at most at home on a stage. She gravitated to it. It was what defined her as a person and it was something that no one could take away or deny her.

She timidly walked up to the closed doors and peeked inside. She sighed happily after knowing the large room was empty and walked in. As she moved closer to the stage, she sprinted towards it. Just before she bounded up the five stairs, she threw her backpack onto a wooden chair. Once she made it on the stage, she twirled around in a circle, dramatically. Then she walked to the middle of the stage and whipped her hair back and forth. She grabbed the microphone that stood in the middle and pulled it to her. She took a big breath and started to sing.

She started out slowly and softly.

Like a small boat

On the ocean

Sending big waves Into motion

Like how a single word

Can make a heart open I might only have one match

But I can make an explosion

She grabbed the microphone and raised her voice as she sang.

And all those things I didn't say

Wrecking balls inside my brain

I will scream them loud tonight

Can you hear my voice this time

This is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I'm alright song

My power's turned on (Starting right now)

I'll be strong

I'll play my fight song

And I don't really care if nobody else believes

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

As Rachel was singing she wasn't aware that the door had opened and that someone had come in. They sat in the back row and watched intensely as Rachel poured her heart out on the stage.

Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep

Everybody's worried about me In too deep

Say I'm in too deep (I'm in too deep)

And it's been two years I miss my home

But there's a fire burning in my bones

And I still believe

Yeah I still believe

And all those things I didn't say

Wrecking balls inside my brain

I will scream them loud tonight

Can you hear my voice this time

Like magic, all of the sudden the white overhead light flickered on and beamed down over Rachel as she sang the chorus.

This is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I'm alright song

My power's turned on (Starting right now)

I'll be strong I'll play my fight song

And I don't really care if nobody else believes

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

The person sitting in last row the didn't have to strain their hearing to hear Rachel. She sang with so much strength, conviction and honesty. It brought the person to tears as she sat and listened.

A lot of fight left in me

Like a small boat

On the ocean

Sending big waves Into motion

Like how a single word

Can make a heart open

I might only have one match

But I can make an explosion

With the last stanza of the song Rachel lowered her voice, but it was still very powerful.

This is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I'm alright song

My power's turned on (Starting right now)

I'll be strong I'll play my fight song

And I don't really care if nobody else believes

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Now I've still got a lot of fight left in me

The girl in the back knew that the last words of the song had been sung. She stood up and clapped her hands wildly for Rachel.

Rachel raised her head since it hung down in dramatic style.

"Hello?" she yelled because she couldn't see who was there. The light was blinding.

"That was amazing," the voice said and immediately Rachel knew who was clapping. "Regina?"

Regina walked onto the stage and then stood there. There was some distance and silence between them until Rachel broke it.

"I wasn't aware that there was someone listening," she said shyly.

"Don't be shy," Regina said happily, "You were amazing!"

Why do I want to hug her? Regina asked herself.

"Did you want to talk to me," Rachel asked hopeful.

Regina shook her head, no, so Rachel began to walk off the stage. Regina was standing in front of the stairs and in Rachel's way.

"Please move," Rachel asked as politely as possible.

Regina shook her head.

"You know what, you're -"

Regina quickly walked up to Rachel and wrapped her arms tightly around Rachel's waist. She was stunned, but for some reason Rachel felt her own arms wrap around Regina's back. Her hands met and joined there Regina sighed and Rachel surprisingly placed her head on Regina's chest.

They stayed like this for a few minutes and throughout that time, they both sighed.

"I'm enjoying this," Regina whispered tentatively to Rachel and she nodded her head.

Just then the bell rang and it startled the girls.

"We gotta go," Rachel whined, "I don't want to be tardy."

Regina sighed. Neither of them made a move to break the hug.

"Really," Rachel said as she moved them closer to the stairs. Regina held onto her though.

"Regina, please don't make me walk us down the stairs," Rachel pleaded.

Regina looked at her and smiled. Then she let go. They stood there for a second not knowing what to do.

"Class," Regina reminded. Rachel jumped into action as she raced down the stairs, grabbed her belongings, and sprinted out of the large room.

Regina watched her as she scrambled out and didn't say anything. She thought she'd deserve that with the times that she has done that to Rachel and they only just met. She leisurely grabbed her bag from the back row and walked out of the auditorium. As she walked to her next class so many thoughts popped into her head.

Do I like her?

Am I attracted to Rachel?

Should I attempt to ask her out?

Does she even "play for my team"?

Regina didn't have all those answers and this unsettled her. She knew the only way in which to find out was to "man up" and ask Rachel out before someone else did.

She walked quicker to her class with the hope of Rachel being in it. Sadly she wasn't so, she sat down and wrote a note.

Rachel,

Go out with me…

Regina contemplated on whether or not to sign her name. She opted not to.

"Let her figure it out," Regina whispered with her sly grin.

The teacher wobbled in and class began. It was boring as usual and Regina's eyesight travelled to the clock on the wall so many times.

With five minutes left of class, Regina raised her hand up.

The teacher looked shocked, but asked, "Yes, Regina?"

"I don't feel good. May I go to the nurse?"

The teacher glumly nodded her head and Regina bolted up and ran out of the room.

In the hallway, she asked few students where Rachel's locker was. Luckily one of them wasn't afraid of her and actually helped her.

"Thank you," Regina said politely and the student nodded his head and then walked away.

Regina retrieved the folded paper from her pocket. As she was putting it in Rachel's locker, the bell sounded and scared her. She jumped, but managed to put it in there. She scurried around a close by corner and waited for Rachel to visit her locker. Regina didn't have to wait long for Rachel to appear. She opened it like a pro and the paper fell out. She caught it in time. Regina was impressed.

Rachel bent over so she'd have privacy while she read her note. Regina could see her expression of happiness and then immediate sadness.

"Come on," she yelled out as she flipped the paper over.

Regina giggled and then decided to walk over there.

"What cha got there," she asked a surprised Rachel.

"Someone wrote me a note asking me out," Rachel said upset, "But they didn't sign their name."

"Would you accept the date," Regina asked.

"Yes, um, probably, I don't know who wrote it. They could be an ax murderer," Rachel giggled nervously.

"Pick you up at 6 tonight," Regina quickly said and then ran away.

Rachel was shocked so she didn't have time to respond.

She just shook her head and said, "You're an interesting creature, Regina!"

~ "Fight Song" – Rachel Platten