A/N : yoooo thanks for the comments and and all that good stuff. Hope everyone had a great weekend :)

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Quinn went straight home after school. She got there before Brittany. They almost always drove separately because Brittany had Cheerios practice in the mornings before school. No one was home when Quinn arrived. It was already pushing 4 p.m so she knew her mom would be home soon and so would her step-dad Austin Pierce.

Quinn was a little surprised to find out her mom had already started dating about two months after her divorce was finalized. Judy had met Austin Pierce at a dinner party hosted by a mutual friend. Since that day the two just hit it off. Quinn was a little stunned to find out her mom was dating Brittany Pierce's dad. At the time she didn't really know Brittany but if she got her personality from her dad then that would be a major change for Judy in comparison to Quinn's ass hat of a father.

Quinn thought her mother was going through some mid-life crisis when she decided to get married just about a year after meeting Austin. Even though Quinn thought it was a hasty decision at first she couldn't help but be supportive. Her mother seemed truly happy now so she welcomed her new step-dad and step-sister with open arms.

Quinn and Brittany weren't exactly friends before their parents got together. Sure they were in glee club together but they rarely hung out besides then. They were just in completely different circles of friends at school. Quinn hung out with most of the glee club members while Brittany was with the Cheerios and football players. However since the wedding and the Pierces moving into the Fabray household both Quinn and Brittany really got to know each other.

Quinn thought it was pretty cool to have Brittany as a step sister. She was nothing but friendly and it was just a nice change to have someone to talk and relate to in the house besides her mother. Their friendship was still a little new since it's only been three months since both families officially merged.

Since it was Friday Quinn put off doing any homework she had until the next day. After strolling through the kitchen to grab an apple, banana and some cookies she made her way up the stairs and into her room. She deposited her snacks onto her bedside table. Saving them until a little later when it was close to dinner since she planned on not making an appearance downstairs.

When Quinn heard a door slam from outside the house she quickly ran to her window to check if it was her mother. She saw her mother get out of her car and head to the front door. Quinn promptly changed out of her school clothes and into her comfy pajamas before jumping into bed and getting under her blanket. She quickly regretted that decision because it was really hot under there. She also ruffled her hair for good measure before closing her eyes pretending to be asleep.

After a couple of minutes Quinn heard her mother calling out her name, checking if she was home. Then there was a knock on her door.

"Quinnie?" Judy called as she peaked her head into Quinn's room only to find her daughter asleep in bed. She walked straight to Quinn's bed, sitting on the edge and placing her hand on what she thinks is Quinn's arm hidden under the blanket. She rubbed Quinn's arm gently trying to wake her daughter up.

When she got a better look at Quinn she noticed how messy her hair was and that there was a slight frown on her face. When she pushed some of the hair out of Quinn's face she felt a little perspiration under her finger tips.

When Quinn felt her mom's hand moving her hair she was a little startled so she decided now was the time to "wake up". She furrowed her eye brows and crinkled her nose signaling that she was waking up. She even whimpered a little to indicate that she was feeling some pain. She opened her eyes slowly only to find her mom staring at her with a worried expression.

"Mom?" Quinn asked quietly before letting out another whimper.

"Hunny, are you okay?" Judy asked. She was actually really concerned. She knew that Quinn didn't get sick that often but when she did it was always pretty bad.

"I don't really feel that good and I have a bad headache."

"Well you really don't look so good. I'll just bring you up some medicine then you can sleep it off"

Quinn didn't have any time to protest to taking any medicine because her mom was already out of the room. Well not before picking up the clothes Quinn discarded earlier that were just thrown on the floor of her bedroom. Quinn was actually a little proud of herself to be able to pull this off. She thought maybe this little act about pretending to be sick can really come in handy one day.

When Judy came back in the room she was carrying a glass of water and a medicinal bottle of what Quinn assumes is painkillers.

"Alright here, sit up and take two." Judy ordered Quinn when she sat back down on the bed.

"Can you just leave them on the table? I'll take it later."

"I know you won't take it if I leave them there. And I'm not leaving unless you take it either."

'Crap' Quinn thought. Her mother knew how much she hated swallowing pills. Plus pain killers for some reason always seemed to knock Quinn out which was another reason why she didn't want to take them. She didn't mind that effect if she was actually sick but right now she was anything but.

Quinn sat up while leaning against her headboard then took the pills and water out of her mother's hands. Right before she was going to put the pills in her mouth she got a brilliant idea to just pretend to swallow the pills too. When she finally put the pills in her mouth she took a swig of water then took a big gulp. Very slowly she felt two little pills slip down her throat and in an instant Quinn knew she was screwed.

When Judy saw that Quinn indeed swallowed the pills she figured it was time to let her daughter rest now. "Okay well you go ahead and go back to sleep and I'll be back up in a couple of hours to check up on you."

Quinn watched as her mother leave her room. Right when she closed the door behind her Quinn immediately threw the blanket off her body. Being under that blanket was causing Quinn to sweat. Though it did add a nice touch to faking her illness it was really annoying and uncomfortable.

Since Quinn didn't feel like doing any homework today she just decided to watch Friends. She knew that in about thirty minutes she'd start to get sleepy so there was no use in doing anything important. Her Friends season five disc was already in her DVD player since she was watching it the night before. So she just grabbed the remote from her bedside table and flicked her television on. Not even halfway through the first episode Quinn was already out like a light.

"Quinnie. It's time to wake up."

This time Judy didn't gently rub her arm trying to wake Quinn up. She tried at first but Quinn was really in a deep sleep. So all Judy could do was shake Quinn awake.

"Whoa... Whaaa?" Quinn said groggily. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, trying to shake the feeling of sleepiness.

"It's almost dinner time. Are you feeling any better?"

"Is it okay if I skip dinner tonight? I really don't have an appetite right now."

Judy noticed how miserable Quinn looked. Which was not an act Quinn was giving. She really did feel miserable.

"Well you have to eat something. I even made your favorite, bacon wrapped chicken stuffed with cheese and spinach."

"Something heavy like that really doesn't sound that good." What a lie. That sounded almost heavenly to Quinn right now. "I have an apple, banana and some cookies anyways if I end up getting hungry." She said almost defeated.

"If you say so, I'll save you some so you can eat it tomorrow if you feel better."

"Thanks mom." As Quinn watched her mom leave she was muttering curse words under her breath to herself for skipping out on her favorite dish.

When she saw her bedroom door close she flopped back onto her bed. Quinn reached over with her left hand patting her bedside table until her fingers felt for what was a cookie. Quinn sadly chewed on her cookie wishing it was delicious bacon wrapped chicken instead.

After Quinn finished both fruits and all her cookies she was thirsty. She thought she had that glass of water her mom brought up earlier but she must have taken it downstairs. After depositing her banana peel and apple core into the trash she made her way down the stairs quietly. She passed the living room where the rest of her family was watching a movie. She forced herself not to look in that direction but when she turned her head she got a glimpse of a brunette head. That had to be Santana because everyone else who lives in this house is a blonde.

Quinn made her way into the kitchen and just grabbed the first drink she could find in the refrigerator that just happened to be a Gatorade bottle. She could hear the dialogue of the movie that was playing in the living room, she wasn't surprised that they were watching Pitch Perfect. Brittany always suggests that movie and for some reason everyone just agrees.

After grabbing the Gatorade she went back upstairs, hoping no one had noticed her presence. When Quinn got back to her room she laid back down on her bed. Sprawling herself across it on her back staring up at the skylight built in the ceiling. She could still hear Friends playing on her television but she didn't bother to continue watching it and she couldn't bring herself to turn it off either. The background noise was welcomed though.

Very often Quinn would just stare up at the skylight. Losing herself in the stars. The skylight actually didn't come with the house. Her dad surprised her with it one day when she was in middle school. At that time she was very into the astronomy. She even had an expensive telescope but she doesn't even use it anymore. It's probably hidden somewhere in the attic with her solar system hanging model and her glow in the dark stars that she used to have stuck all over the ceiling and walls of her room.

She could make out some stars but it was still early in the night. The stars were much brighter after midnight since all the lights in the city would be out. Quinn was pretty lucky that she lived on the outskirts of the city. The lights and pollution didn't blur the night sky.

While looking up at the skylight Quinn heard her doorknob turn. Figuring it was her mom she didn't bother turning away from the night sky.

"Oh... Sorry."

That didn't sound like her mom's voice. When Quinn finally turned her head towards the door she was surprised to see Santana standing in her bedroom doorway. She immediately sat up and moved towards the edge of the bed.

"I was actually trying to find the restroom." Santana explained when she saw the expression on Quinn's face. Probably wondering why she was in her room.

"Oh it's actually across the hall." Quinn pointed to the door that directly across the hall from her room. Quinn thought Santana would make her way straight to the bathroom after giving her the correct directions but she just stood there.

"Are you okay?" Santana asked.

"Pardon?" Quinn was confused as to why Santana would ask such a question.

"Your mom said that you were pretty sick earlier during dinner. She even said you didn't look too good but I can clearly see that she obviously lying."

Quinn wasn't sure how to take what Santana had just said. 'Did she just say that I look good?' Quinn thought. She couldn't help but feel her cheeks warm up at the probability. "Umm thanks. I just have a little headache."

Quinn thought that would be the end of the conversation but instead of Santana backing out of the room she took a couple steps in. Quinn didn't want to say anything as she saw Santana look at the cork board full of pictures and ribbons or at some of the trophies she had lined on her dresser. She felt that if she broke Santana out of her trance that she would cause the other girl to leave.

"I didn't know you were on the track team." Santana stated as she was looking at some of the medals that were hanged on the cork board.

"It was only freshman year. I was on the swim team in the off season but I just stopped after that first year."

"Why'd you stop?"

"I ummm." Quinn stuttered. "I just wasn't into it anymore."

Santana knew there was a story behind that but she decided not to pry. Instead she just mindlessly nodded then she turned back to look at Quinn who was still sitting on the bed. "Why aren't you watching the movie with us?"

"My headache is still bothering me. I don't think I could sit through a movie with it."

"But you can still watch Friends?" Santana countered while raising an eyebrow.

"Well... I could always watch Friends no matter what mood I'm in." Quinn said with a shrug.

"Well I'll give you that one. I don't think my season DVDs ever leave my blu ray player."

Quinn just watched as Santana silently observe the rest of her room. "Aren't you missing the movie downstairs?"

"Not really. I've seen Pitch Perfect like four times already. I actually saw it with Britt the first time but she insisted we watch it again today."

"She insists we watch it every Friday. And for some reason we do, it's like you can't say no to her."

Santana let out a little chuckle as she nodded her head. "Yeah, I know what you mean."

Quinn couldn't help but feel uneasy at what Santana just said. She felt like there was a double meaning to it. When she looked back at Santana she noticed that this time her eyes were fixated on the television. She saw that that Santana had a goofy smile on her face while she tried to stifle her laughter.

"You know you could just stay up here and watch Friends instead." Quinn found herself asking. Even though she had no idea why. Santana wasn't even her guest in the first place but for some reason she just wanted to keep seeing that smile and if Friends was the cause of it there was no way she wanted stop it.

When Santana heard Quinn she turned away from the television to look at her. "I wish I could but I should probably head back downstairs. Maybe next time ?"

When Quinn met Santana's face the smile she had on earlier was still intact. It was almost as if it was directed to her. When she heard Santana decline the invitation she was a little disappointed but she expected no as an answer from the get go. When she heard the question "maybe next time?" she couldn't help that it sounded promising.

"Yeah, next time."

Santana took that as a goodbye and started to make her way towards the door. Right before she crossed the threshold she looked back at Quinn who seemed like she was stuck in place sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn't help but send her a teasing wink before disappearing down the hall and back down the stairs.

With that one little wink Quinn felt what she thought was her heart fluttering. It was a weird sensation but it was most definitely welcomed. When Santana left her room she forgot to close the door so Quinn got up from the bed to do so. With her hand on the door knob Quinn furrowed her eyebrows when she remembered that Santana didn't even go into the restroom. She just went straight back downstairs.

"Hmmm, maybe it was a false alarm." Quinn said quietly to herself before closing her bedroom door.