I've been trying my hardest to get this written and out, and here it is, ten days later; hopefully you all enjoy, and chapter three will be soon to follow. As always, this is dedicated to my Lion - R xx
"I'll be seeing you?" Rachel repeated to herself in the mirror as she pulled her hair up into a high pony tail before hoping on the elliptical going over the scene in her head again, she'd been doing it since Friday night; and it was Sunday morning now. "I'll be seeing you…" She puffed as she worked out, moving faster against the machine.
Quinn on the other hand was sat in her garden, bacon sandwich, half eaten, on the table, beside her note book.
'My name is Lucy Quinn Fabray. I'm a senior at McKinley high, In Lima.
Lima is…..'
The blonde paused as she chewed the tip of her pen before finding the words.
'Lima is a place in the world, maybe it's a lot like your world, or maybe it's nothing like it; But if you look closely you might see someone like you, Someone trying to find their way; their place.'
She paused again dropping the pen picking up the rest of the sandwich and taking a big bite with a happy moan, her mind drifting off to Friday night and the 'thing' with Rachel. She quickly had an inner debate before sending the girl a quick text message asking if they could meet up, finishing her sandwich and picking up the pen to finish her chapter.
After a few back and forth text messages to decide when and where to meet, Rachel stopped texting the blonde and called Kurt for some fashion advice.
"Kurt… I need some advice, I'm going… out tonight –"
"With whom? Where? You have a date?" he hounded her with a thousand questions before she could finish her first sentence.
"Look I don't care to disclose with whom, but it's just a small date, in a quiet, outdoors area…"
"So you want casual, yet chic… " He hummed "Those cute high waist acid wash jeans… with a vest and converse" He nodded to himself before continuing "braid your hair to the side, and do a natural base with a simple eyeliner, guy love that…"
Rachel scoffed when he said guys but quickly covered up "That… That sounds great… I better go! Bye Kurt!"
The brunette hung up quickly causing Kurt to raise an eyebrow, he was going to get to the bottom of this, and find out who the brunette was going out with, even if it killed him.
Quinn was sat atop the bench outside the park a bunch of gardenia's resting on the seat by her feet, when she saw Rachel approaching she jumped up, before making the attempt to look cool and slung her bag over her shoulder and picking the flowers up handing them to the girl.
"You look beautiful Rachel" Quinn smiled softly and the brunette shook her head and bit her lip in an attempt to hide the light blush crossing her olive skin.
"You said you wanted to show me something?" She took the flowers before whispering a soft thank you, to which Quinn nodded and took the girls hand in hers leading the way, she lead them through the outback of the park, toward a path.
"You're not going to kill me and dispose of my body are you?" Rachel asked in mock horror.
"Well... I do have my bag with a shovel and gloves… scared?" She teased before shaking her head "Come on; let's go before we miss it..."
Finally they reached the clearing of an empty court, and just a little further back, the river that passed through Lima. Rachel looked around in shock and Quinn watched the girl, who stood in awe of the beautiful scenery.
"It's beautiful" Rachel whispered and Quinn nodded.
"It's called the river court…" She explained "It used to be a basketball court, but it just became deserted, and isolated from the park…" She shrugged and walked over to the lone picnic table sitting on it and dropping her bag. "Santana and I, we found it a few years back…" She shrugged "And now I come here, to write, to think…" She shrugged again and turned to face the water, as if she was waiting for Rachel to sit beside her.
Finally the brunette took the hint and sat beside her unsure of what to say, after a moment the words came to her, barely escaping her lips "Why did you bring me here?"
"Just wait." Quinn checked her phone before pointing up to the sky "Just watch."
The sun began setting over the river court, beautiful corals and pinks covering the sky as the two girls watched in perfect silence, nothing but soft breaths to be heard, as it continued to set, darkening around them.
Quinn faced Rachel and smiled goofily "Well?"
"Well what?" Rachel asked still facing the water, scared of how she may act if she turned to face the blonde.
"What did you think?"
"It's beautiful, this whole place… It's like, another part of Lima, or not even Lima at all…"
"I know… The river court, it's my safe place. It's… my home."
Rachel smiled and nodded "I understand that. Like when I'm on stage, performing in front of an audience, I just feel… complete."
Quinn nodded in understanding "Music, it's like... It's an art, when you sing, did you know that?" She asked as Rachel faced her to reply but she stopped the girl "Your art matters Rachel, and it's what got me here"
Rachel looked at the girl, tilting her head before screwing her face up and shaking her head.
"First of all, you don't know me." She stood up eying Quinn up and down angrily "And second of all, you don't know me!" Storming off Rachel tried to make sense of the path Quinn lead her up, leaving the blonde alone, stood in the middle of the river court. Confused.
Rachel got all the way to Kurt's, bursting into his room and flopping on the bed with an angry growl.
Turning away from the vanity he raised a brow at his best friend as he massaged some lotion into his skin.
"I take it the date didn't go well?"
"She is just so frustrating!" the diva huffed into a pillow as Kurt's brow rose higher with a wide set smirk gracing his face.
"She?"
"Quinn. Fabray. That she. The stupid, brooding, stupid, ass of a jock" Sitting up she blew the bangs from her eyes and sighed with a pout looking at Kurt's smug face "Wipe that smirk off your face or my fist will do it for you…"
Kurt rolled his eyes before returning to his moisturizing routine. "Are you going to explain, or do I have to guess what this… stupid, brooding, stupid, ass of a joke… did?"
Rachel growled at the boy before sighing "She thinks… She just thinks that she knows me… And she said my art matters… What does that even mean?!" She threw her hands up in confusion "She doesn't know me, but she's writing about me in some… book. I don't know. Just because she is who she is… It doesn't give her the right to be silent, and broody. And to just have whoever she wants; because I am Rachel Barbara Berry, and people have to prove their worth to me."
Kurt took it all in before shaking his head unsure of what he could actually say, since he couldn't understand most of what just happened, but even if Rachel did have a point, as usual she was expressing it in the wrong way and making herself look like a demanding diva.
After managing to calm the girl down and getting her to settle in the guest room for the night Kurt sent off his own text message and went to bed.
Quinn was kicking a ball against the metal basketball hoop; school was pointless today, every time she saw Rachel and tried to speak to her, the girl had already disappeared out of sight. Practise was harsh because she wasn't really in the mood, and now she had to meet up with Kurt and he was late.
"Please don't shoot" He joked as he walked down in front of the girl, arms up in front of his face.
Quinn kicked the ball up into her hands and held it to her side before nodding at him.
"So… As you know I'm Rachel's best friend, and she tells me everything… Miss Stupid, Brooding, Stupid, Ass of a jock"
Quinn frowned as they both stood there. Kurt raised a brow at the girl before taking a step closer.
"You really like her?"
Quinn nodded.
"I have one question for you and one question only Fabray"
Quinn looked at him and nodded again, silent and broody, as always.
"Imagine a future moment in your life where all your dreams come true. You know, it's the greatest moment of your life and you get to experience it with one person. Who's standing next to you?"
Quinn smirked and licked her lips. "Mila Kunis"
"Quinn come on, it could be anybody… Santana, Brittany..." he looked at her "Who's it going to be?"
"Rachel"
"Alright" He smiled "I'm glad you gave me that answer, because I have a way of you getting her."
A week, Rachel had received one gardenia a day, whether it was waiting for her on the front porch, on the windshield of her car or stuck to her locker. Today however there was nothing. No flowers on her porch, or her car, or anywhere near her locker. She frowned as she made her way to her first class; maybe the girl had stepped it up a notch but frowned upon arriving at the class room and spotting an empty desk. She pulled out her binder and an envelope fell to the floor, as she picked it up she smirked before opening it and being invited to spend lunch in the auditorium.
She was in shock as she walked up the runway to the stage, it was covered in single gardenias, scattered around raised platform, around a checked blanket and basket. She sat down, alone. Quinn nowhere to be seen.
"T.H. White said; perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically… to those who hardly think about us in return"
Rachel looked behind her and Quinn smiled crouching down beside her and handing her another gardenia.
"That may be true; However. Blessed are the hearts that can bend, they shall never be broken."
Taken aback by the quote, Rachel didn't seem like the type to read literature, especially not French literature, Quinn smiled and nodded "That's good, and I hope, for my sake, you are blessed with one of those."
They ate, and spoke. Learning things about each other. Quinn told Rachel that she wished she'd taken the girls extended hand in friendship much sooner, as she was intrigued by the girl, and was glad that they were building a relationship before they left that coming year.
The bell rung out signalling the end of their lunch period together and Quinn frowned before turning it back into her dopey smile, She looked at Rachel tucking a strand of brown hair behind the girls ear and leaning closer toward her, Rachel copied the girl before pausing just before their lips brushed.
"I'll be seeing you" she whispered softly, getting up and collecting her things, along with a few gardenia's and skipping off toward the exit, leaving Quinn sat there, with a dumbfounded look on her face, still brooding after the girl.
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