AN: Happy Holidays! As a small gift I decided to add more to this. (Several people have proven my assumption correct) Right now it's just a little interlude while I try to figure out where to go with it, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
It was the day after Quinn's incident with Rachel in the restroom. The one that left her very frustrated and uncomfortable for the rest of the day with a pair of Rachel's panties stuffed in her bra. (Just to be clear, Quinn Fabray is not a pervert, she simply didn't have anywhere else to hide them… really that's all) It had been a very trying day, particularly Quinn's last class when Rachel decided to sit next to her.
She'd bat her eyelashes, subtlety flirt and adjust her Cheerios skirt every so often. Quinn was blushing within seconds. It was a bit of a rush, having Rachel Berry's attention. And to think that it was all because Rachel had seen a comic that Quinn was trying to hide. If Quinn had known it would have been that easy, she would have shown off her geeky side a long time ago.
Although, seeing Rachel's sexual side did make Quinn a tad uncomfortable. Rachel had always seemed so sweet and innocent, but the underwear that Quinn currently had with her said otherwise. (Yes, Quinn brought the underwear back to school with her, don't ask why)
Her brain was on overload, and she knew that she really focus on her schoolwork so she could get a scholarship, but all she could focus on was Rachel; Rachel, and how she defied Sue Sylvester and wore her hair down as opposed to the mandatory high ponytail, or how the pleats of her skirt would fly about as she practically danced through the hallways, or how… whoa.
The next thing Quinn knew, she was pushed up against a wall in a dark room. Her initial instinct was to freak out as her bullies had never done anything like this before, but that feeling faded as the lights were flicked on, revealing Rachel Berry gripping onto her cardigan. "Hi," she smirked, a gleam in her eye. Quinn started to freak out again.
"Hi," Quinn choked out. Rachel's pupils were fully blown, and she looked like she wanted to eat her. She probably did. Rachel took a few steps forward, pressing her body flush against Quinn's. She craned her head around and leaned in, her lips only inches away from Quinn's ear.
"So," Rachel began, in an unusually sultry tone. "I just bought The Amazing Spider-Man and The Dark Knight Rises and I was thinking that you might want to watch them." Quinn's entire body shuddered as she felt the hot breathe against her ear.
"I've seen them," Quinn replied without thinking.
"Oh, so you don't want to come over to my house, have a sleepover?" It was such an innocent question, yet through Rachel's lips it sounded anything but.
"That sounds nice," Quinn mewled, enjoying the heat radiating off the smaller girl. Rachel suddenly pulled back and beamed at her.
"Great!" she said, in her normal cheery tone. "Here's my address and phone number." She handed Quinn a slip of paper. "Come by anytime tomorrow and... call me." The smile stayed on her face as she exited the janitor's closet, leaving a dumbfounded Quinn behind. She fixed her clothes and adjusted her glasses before exiting as well; trying the best she could to act as though nothing odd had just happened. Down the hall she saw her best friend, Sam Evans, give her two thumbs up before fist pumping.