A/N: Thank you soooooo much to every one who reviewed/added to their favourites/added to their alerts. I really do appreciate you taken the time to read my story. I've taken your advice on board and will do my best to make my story better without actually changing it too much. Sorry for any mistakes that were made last chapter I forgot to proof read it due to the fact that it was about 1.30 am.
The bell rang for lunch on the first day back. So far Quinn's day had been great (mostly due to the fact that the new girl, Rachel, who Quinn thought was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen, was in almost all her classes). Everyone, including the teachers, were still catching up on sleep that they had missed out on during summer vacation, so none of her classes had been too stressful. As Quinn and Rachel walked towards the cafeteria for lunch, Quinn heard someone calling her name from behind them.
"Quinn! Hey, wait up!" Brittany's cheerful voice floated down the hallway. Quinn giggled softly as she seen Brittany skipping towards them dragging a less-than-enthusiastic Santana behind. "Hey. Who's your friend?" Brittany asked as she finally stopped in front of them.
"Oh, guys this is Rachel. It's her first day. Rachel these are my friends Brittany and Santana," Quinn spoke to Rachel gesturing to each of her friends as she said their names.
"Nice to meet you both," said Rachel sticking out her hand for one of them to shake. Brittany took Rachel's hand in hers and shook it gently. Santana just stared at the girls hand as if she would rather stick pins in her eyes than shake it.
"OUCH!" Santana exclaimed as Brittany stuck her elbow in her ribs.
"Be nice." With that Santana reluctantly shook Rachel's hand once then snatched back her own and linked pinkies with Brittany. This didn't go unnoticed by Rachel who just raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Do you gots a problem with me holding my girlfriends pinky?" Santana hissed through her teeth. Rachel's eyes shot up to meet Santana's.
"Oh, God no! I have two gay dads."
"Good for you. What do you want, a medal?" Quinn swiftly stepped in between the two.
"Ok guys, lets just go get some lunch. Okay?"
"Whatever," Santana grumbled as she pushed passed Quinn and Rachel, dragging Brittany by her pinky. Rachel turned to Quinn with the same questioning eyebrow that had been in place moments before. It wasn't one of disgust or shock, just pure curiosity.
"She doesn't do well with strangers. She'll warm up to you." Quinn gave Rachel a reassuring smile while silently praying to God that what she just said was true.
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After a very tense lunch, with Santana scowling across the table at Rachel and everyone else trying to ignore it, they all headed off to their classes. Since Quinn and Rachel were in the same AP math class they walked together.
"So," Rachel said after a moment of silence. "Brittany and Santana are gay?"
"Well they don't like to put labels on it but they have been totally in love with each other since like third grade so, I guess you could just say that they are definitely gay for each other." Quinn turned to Rachel to see if her explanation was satisfactory.
"That's really cool that they found love in this world."
"Yeah. So what about you? Any one special back in the Big Apple?"
"No. I don't really date. You?"
"No. I mean I have in the past, but now I'm just really trying to figure out who I am without the stress of trying to figure out someone else too."
"Sounds good. Let me know when you find out who you are."
"Obviously. I'll need to make sure people still like me incase the real me turns out to be a real bitch!" Quinn had a playful smile on her face.
"I've got a feeling I'll still like you. Even if you do turn out to be a bitch." Quinn felt her cheeks go red. She looked to the ground and watched her feet as she walked.
"Um, we, uh. We better get to class. Before we're, uh. Before we're late." Quinn felt like a complete dork, stuttering the whole way through her sentence. If she wasn't mistaken she swore she saw a small smile creep its way onto Rachel's face before she picked up her pace to get to class on time. Rachel's face burst into a full on grin as she walked/jogged to catch up with Quinn.
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During math Quinn couldn't concentrate on anything her teacher was telling her. She was Quinn Fabray, HBIC of McKinley high, and she was weak at the sight of the new girl. How could this be happening? She was always in control but, when she was with Rachel, she felt the need to have control just disappear. Rachel had all the control and it made Quinn slightly uncomfortable to know that there was nothing she could do about it. She just looked into those deep, chocolaty brown eyes and melted. No! I'm Quinn Fucking Fabray! I'm in control! Even as she thought this she knew it wasn't true. At least not where Rachel was concerned. She turned to her left to look at the girl in question. She was furiously writing down notes on what the teacher was talking about. Her tongue stuck out of her lips slightly. That's so cute. Quinn whipped her head back to the front, just incase Rachel had read her mind at that exact moment. No. She is note cute. She's just the new girl. The new girl who takes notes and talks really sweetly and wears skirts so short you can see just about everything… Quinn's eyes grew to be as large as dinner plates when that thought ran through her head. She put her head on her desk and tried to rid the thoughts of Rachel and her skirts from her mind.
"Miss Fabray are you feeling alright?" Quinn's head shot up from her desk.
"Oh, ye….." she was about to reply yes I'm fine, sir when a thought struck her. If she said she was feeling ill she could get away from Rachel and have a chance to clear her head properly. "Actually, I am feeling a little bit sick. Can I go have a lie down in the nurses office?"
"Yes, of course. Off you go." She stood and grabbed her cheerios jacket and bag from the back of her chair. Turning to Rachel she mouthed a quick see you later and walked to the front of the class. "Fell better soon Miss Fabray," her teacher said with a kind smile as she passed him. She gave him a small smile in return then exited the classroom. When she got out the door she headed straight for her locker. Once Quinn had shoved her bag in after getting her combination wrong three times, she turned her back to lean against her locker and slowly slid down until she was sitting with one thigh pulled up to touch her chest and the other leg outstretched in front of her. I do not have a crush on Rachel. At the mere thought of her name Quinn's heart rate sped up, betraying the lie she had just told herself. Oh my god! How can this be happening? Quinn decided she really would go and lie down in the nurses office because all this stuff with Rachel was giving her a migraine.
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Quinn opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred due to the nap she had just woken up from. She could make out the faint shape of a person standing a few feet away from her.
"How's your head?" That voice sounded familiar. Quinn blinked her eyes rapidly to get rid of the blurriness while rising to a sitting position. Her jaw hit the floor as her eyes cam into focus. Standing in front of her, in a red and white nurses outfit that clung to her body like a second skin and stopped just below the bottom of her ass , was none other that Rachel Berry. Quinn just stared at her. "Are you ok?"
Quinn continued staring, unable to form a coherent thought. "Do you want me to kiss it better?" Rachel let a smirk spread across her face before puckering up and walking towards Quinn…..
Quinn shot up in the small hospital bed in the nurses office. She was covered in a layer of sweat and her breathing came in quick pants. What the hell just happened? Quinn looked around for any sign of the beautiful brunette. She was no where to be seen. Oh thank God. It was just a dream. Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. Wait! Why am I dreaming about Rachel wanting to kiss me? The color drained from Quinn's face. At that moment the nurse walked in.
"You look very pale, dear. Are you alright?"
"Um, no," Quinn spoke hurriedly and never looked at the older woman. "Could you please call my mom to come pick me up? I really don't feel well."
"Of course, dear. I'll be right back" What the hell is going on with me? I need to go to church right now!
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As soon as Quinn's mother arrived at the school Quinn was begging her to take her to church, claiming she felt bad for missing mass on Sunday to go last-minute-back-to-school shopping with Santana and Brittany. Her mother of course agreed. She raised Quinn to be a good Christian girl after all.
When they got there Quinn told her mom to wait in the car, she would just be a minute. As she entered the grand church that was so familiar to her she headed straight to confession. When she sat down she heard an old mans gravely voice, " What is it , child?" Quinn took a deep breath before she spoke.
"Forgive me father for I have sinned…"
So what do you think? I hope you like it, I'm really trying to right a half decent story for you. Please review so that I know that there is someone reading this and I'm not writing for nothing!J