A/N: Thank you all for your lovely reviews they make me want to work even harder on this story. I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, originally it was going to be much longer but I decided to split it into two chapters because the next part is very long on its own. So please think of this as an introduction to ease you into chapter three.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did there would be a lot more nudity and a lot less Finn.

It had been three days since the whole getting lost in Lima Heights fiasco, and I was sitting on the living room couch waiting for Finn to arrive. Even though I knew my way to Jim's burgers Finn insisted that he pick me up after I had told him about how I ended up lost the last time, especially since it was already dark out. Although, I didn't tell him everything, I left out a few…details.

I only had to wait a few more minuets before I heard the familiar chime of the door bell.

"I'll get it!" I shouted, before practically jumping off the couch.

I opened the door to find Finn staring at me with a large grin on plastered on his face.

Finn and I have been going steady for about a year now. He was a handsome boy, very tall with plain brown hair and matching eyes. He was well built and on the schools football team, his face was good looking too, it was no wonder that he was the most popular boy at McKinley high. Every girl at McKinley wanted to be with him, so naturally I was the only girl lucky enough to get asked out by him. He was a perfect match for me in every way, or at least that's what everyone else said.

I smiled back at him fondly as he stood in the threshold.

"Gosh Quinn you look beautiful today"

"Thank you!" I said as I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a white dress with black polka dots scattered all over it. My hair was pulled up again today, but this time I had used a black ribbon to hold it in place. I had spent a little extra time picking out my clothes today because it was the first time I would be seeing my friends from school since summer began.

"Shall we head out?" I asked.

Finn, who was still grinning, took my hand in his and walked me over to the car, making sure to open the door for me. It was a light blue 1957 Chevy truck that he had gotten for his sixteenth birthday last year. I didn't like it much.

We got to Jim's burgers in no time, and the moment we walked in I could hear a catchy tune playing from the jukebox. I smiled to myself as I took in the sight of the familiar crowd of teens, most of which went to McKinley High.

I only looked around the room for a second before I spotted our table.

Two people were already there saving us a seat, when Finn and I reached them smiles spread across both their faces.

It was one boy and one girl.

The girl was Brittany Pierce, she was a pretty blonde with dreamy looking blue eyes. She was also my best friend. Her hair was longer then mine by quite a few inches and she wore it down and in curls. Although she was pretty, Brittany wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. She tended to daydream quite a lot and say silly things, but people disregarded this behavior because of her pretty face.

The boy at the table was named Sam Evans.

He was similar to Brittany in a way, tall with blond hair, but with green eyes instead of blue. He was more physical fit then Finn and had a large mouth that surprisingly went well with his face.

I slid into the seat next to Brittany, and Finn took a place next to Sam

"Hey Quinn, Finn what took you so long?" He smiled brightly at us.

"Sorry, I got caught up helping out at the tire shop" Finn explained.

The boys went off into some sort on conversation about cars but I ignored them as I started down at my menu. I was starving, I had skipped lunch this afternoon so I couldn't wait to eat.

I looked up from the menu to scan the room for a waitress but before I could find one I spotted someone else…someone who I never expected to see again.

Rachel.

There she was leaning up against the jukebox, a cigarette placed behind her ear. She was wearing the exact same outfit that she had on the night we meet and at first, I thought I was seeing things, that maybe my mind was playing some sort of trick on me. But when I blinked a few times and she didn't disappear I knew it was real. She was really here, leather jacket and all.

Oh god, oh god, what was she doing here.

What if she comes over and talks to me? What if she talks to Finn? What if she told him that she…that she... kissed me.

I felt my stomach tie into knots at the thought of Finn finding out.

I slammed the menu down and jumped up

"Quinn, are you ok?" Finn asked glancing down at the menu in front of me, then back up to meet my eyes.

"Is there a bug or something?" He asked curiously.

"No, no. I just. I just really don't like this song. I'm going to go and pick something else" I stammered out before I left the table and made my way over to the jukebox.

I as I approached it Rachel looked up to meet my eyes, and there it was again, that stupid smirk I hated so much.

"Hey baby" She said once I was close enough.

I refused to make eye contact with her, instead I was staring at the jukebox with a curious expression on my face, as if I was picking which song to play.

"Why are you here" I hissed though clenched teeth.

"Why are you facing the jukebox when you're talking to me?" I could hear the amusement in her voice.

"Because I don't want anyone to see me talking to you. There are people here who go to my school you know" I whispered fiercely.

Rachel laughed

"If you don't want to be seen talking to me then why are you over here in the first place?" I didn't have to look at her to know she was still wearing that stupid smirk.

"Just tell me what you're doing here Rachel" I snapped.

"I'm here to see you"

There it was again that tight tugging feeling in my chest.

"But why?"

"I'm not going to answer that if you wont even look me in the eyes" She shrugged.

"Fine, come with me outside" I said as I looked back at the table where Finn, Brittany, and Sam were sitting. They were all distracted by some funny story that Sam must have been telling, because they were all facing him as he talked, laughing ever few seconds.

"Quick, before they see me leave" I said as I grabbed Rachel's hand and practically pulled her out the door alongside me.

The moment we were outside I looked directly into her eyes, they were cool without a hint of warmth to them.

"Now tell me, what are you doing here?" My voice coming out slightly more harsh then I intended it too.

"I told you already, I'm here to see you. Honestly, are you deaf or something?" she rolled her eyes.

"Why are you here to see me?" I pushed, just wanting to get this over with so I could go back inside and eat with my friends.

Rachel stared at me a moment, wide brown eyes boring into my hazel before she looked back down at her hand.

That's when I realized that I was still gripping onto her hand from when I pulled her outside.

I immediately yanked my arm back to my side, as if I had been burned by her touch.

"What do you want?" I said, my voice shaking slightly.

She was looking directly into my eyes, her stare so intense that it made me feel slightly dizzy.

"You." She breathed out.

Then it happened again, that sensation as if a thousand emotions were pouring through me at once. I was frozen and speechless, I wanted to move but it felt like her voice had sent an electric shock through my body paralyzing me on the spot.

I squeezed my eyes shut and took a few deep breaths…

Breathe, breathe, talk, move do something, just snap out of it

Finally my speech returned to me and I opened my eyes again.

"W-what do you mean by that?" I asked, my voice shaking much more then before.

She didn't speak, she just continued staring at me intensely and that's when I noticed a hit of something else in those cold eyes, something I hadn't noticed before. It was sadness.

I felt my stomach drop and although my head screamed otherwise, my heart told me that I needed to take away every ounce of that sadness.

"If you don't understand then never mind, just forget it" she snapped before taking a step forward as if she was trying to walk away.

Instinctively I reached out and grabbed her arm before she could leave.

"You can't do that, you can't just say something strange like that then say forget it and walk away" My voice was no longer shaking.

It was strange, a few minuets ago I wanted nothing more then for her to leave so I could return to my friends but now the thought of her leaving without giving me a proper explanation gave me a sick feeling.

"I said forget it ok. I'm not obligated to tell you anything." She snapped, her cold eyes boring into mine again.

"I don't understand you at all! You come here saying you wanted to talk to me and then you attempt to run off before we even really talk!" There was something about Rachel that made my emotions go all over the place.

"You don't understand me, because you don't know anything about me." she stated.

"No, I don't."

"Do you want to?"

"Want to what?" I asked.

"Get to know me."

The funny thing was I did. No matter how much this girl upset me or bothered me, I couldn't deny that some part of me wanted to know. Some part of me wanted to understand how she could mess with my emotions so much, or how she could render me speechless with a single word.

"Yes, I do" The words slipped from my mouth before I even had the chance to stop them.

The moment I spoke those words a smile spread across her face. It wasn't that annoying smirk or that amused grin she got when laughing. It was a real smile. It was simple and sweet and seemed to show even in her eyes; I couldn't help but notice my heart rate pick up at this sight.

"Then lets go." She broke the silence.

"Excuse me?"

"I said lets go, get out of here. You said you wanted to get to know me didn't you"

"I do, but I can't just leave my friends. And my boyfriend is in there waiting for me." I stated.

She smiled at me, but this time it was the familiar smirk again.

"Who would you rather spend the rest of the night with; those squares or me?"

I opened my mouth to say them of course, but the words stopped in my throat.

Because it wasn't true, no matter how much my brain tried to convince me otherwise what I really wanted to do was go with her. I couldn't understand why I wanted to, I just…I just did.

I looked toward the door for a moment then back to Rachel

"Lets go" I said.

And at that moment she grabbed onto my hand, pulling me away from the building and towards a parked car that I assumed that was hers.

Then we left; leaving Jim's burgers, Sam, Brittany, and Finn behind.

A/N: Thank you again for reading! Your reviews help motivate me. Expect chapter three by Wednesday, give or take a day. Also, if you would like to contact me my Tumblr url is on my profile