Author's Note: I hope you guys enjoy chapter two. I only have a broad idea of what's going to happen in this. I have no idea how long it will be or what is going to happen so if you guys have any suggestions then definitely feel free to say them! Please review!
By the way in this chapter you definitely see a fiesty Rachel, so tell me if you like that change in character.
But She's A Cheerleader- Chapter Two
Rachel was frozen. You could see the fear on her face and the anger and disappointment in her eyes. She was not happy about the person who was standing across from her, the girl who tortured her all through high school. Rachel was happy that she was away from Quinn, and now she was her roommate? It was a nightmare of hers that came true.
"Quinn…This is a surprise." Rachel's voice was a little shaky, but she tried as hard as she could to not look intimidated. She wasn't the same Rachel Berry that got slushied almost every day, ridiculed for her outfits, and called named that questioned her gender.
"Damn right it is, Stubbles." Quinn had a harsh tone in her voice and Rachel cringed at it. "Please don't tell me that you're my roommate."
"I'm going to go talk to someone about one of us moving because I can't live here with you." Rachel walked out of the room, but once she got into the hallway she started panting and her mind started racing. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Out of all the colleges and all the dorms and all the people, she was stuck with Quinn Fabray. She just hoped that someone could fix this. She didn't care if she had to repack everything and drag her stuff miles from where it was now. She just needed to be out that room. Rachel snapped out of her daze and before she knew it she was running to find the building representative.
Rachel came back about twenty minutes later to find Quinn sitting on her bed with all her things packed. She was obviously expecting for Rachel to come back with good news, but as the events of today had proven earlier. She was unlucky.
"Please tell me that the sad look on your face is because you don't want me to leave because you have some weirdo obsession with me?"
"On the contrary. The building rep said that there are no more open dorms. Everyone has been placed, and we have to stay like this."
"You have got to be kidding me. That means I have to wake up to your face which I always had to hold back from punching."
"What is your problem? Do you think I want to be in the same room as you? No, I don't at all, but you don't see me calling you out and trying to hurt your feelings." Quinn just stood there with her famous glare on her face. She was pissed off, and even though she knew she was wrongfully taking it out on Rachel that didn't stop her. It never had before either.
"Oh please, Berry, you're too much of a coward to push back anyway."
"Oh really? You think that I wouldn't tell you that one of the reasons why I wanted to come to New York, besides to pursue my dreams, was because I wanted to be as far away from you as possible? That I wouldn't say that you are an insensitive, selfish, rude, egotistical bitch that I would never want to live with? Well you're completely right, I wouldn't say any of those things to you but not because I'm afraid to push back." Rachel was heated. She was very frustrated and Quinn could tell. Quinn felt the sting in her heart when she heard all those words come out of the brunette's mouth. They actually hurt her a little, and it hurt her more to know that she was the one who created this girl form years and years of pushing her. Quinn just stood there with a blank face as Rachel continued. "I'm not you, I wouldn't say those things because I don't set out to hurt people just to make myself feel better. I'm not that insecure like"
"Watch it RuPaul. Don't push me any further because you will regret it." Quinn had cut Rachel off not wanting her to continue what she was saying. Rachel was right, she made people feel bad because of insecurities and even though it didn't make her feel good, it did make her feel a little better about herself. Quinn knew she was attacking Rachel for no reason, but she also knew that old habit's die hard, and she wasn't going to apologize.
"Quinn, I am not that same girl. This is not high school anymore. Grow up."
"Berry, you are really starting push your luck. So I suggest you just shut up before I make you." Rachel couldn't help but be a little scared but at the time she was too excited to care. She had finally stood up for herself and she could tell how that made the blonde feel, even if she would never admit it. She decided that before she did push her luck a little too far that she revert back to her old ways and try to be civil.
"Look, obviously there is nothing that we can do. I can deal with us living here as long as there is a mutual agreement of civility."
"Whatever."
"I'll take that as a yes, so since we don't know anyone else, do you want to go explore campus together? Maybe we can go get a bite to eat."
"No, I don't want to explore with you, but I have nothing better to do, so whatever" Rachel dropped her brow and started walking away. Quinn realized that she already broke the agreement that the two girls had. Both girls knew that it was going to be a long year, let alone a long day together.
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The two walked together in silence at first. Both of the girls could feel the tension in the air. Rachel really didn't want to interact with the cheerleader, but she also couldn't stand the silence either, after all she was Rachel Berry.
"So, Quinn, how was your summer?"
"Fine." Quinn just sulked and left her answer at that. Rachel dropped her head, but decided that she'd give it one more try.
"So, why did you choose to come to Columbia?"
"Their academics are great and they also have a pretty good cheerleading team, and also just because it's far away from Lima." Rachel knew the feeling of the last statement, but not for the same reason as Quinn. Rachel didn't want to be far away from her family, just far away from high school, but there it was right next to her, the queen of high school. "Why did you come here? I thought you wanted to go to Julliard?"
Rachel's eyes got wide momentarily, she was extremely surprised that she got a question back. "I did want to go to Julliard, and don't get me wrong I still do, which is why I chose Columbia. Julliard and Columbia have some collaborative courses in the music department, so I go over there to study a lot of times." Quinn nodded her head actually listening to the smaller girl for once.
"Well why didn't you just attend there then? I mean, if you're studying there."
"I also wanted to study to be a music teacher. Past experiences have shown me that I need some help in that department. Besides I want a job to fall back on once I retire from Broadway." Rachel's voice had a sureness in it. She knew everything that she wanted to do, and she knew how she was going to get it. The only thing that Quinn was sure about was cheerleading.
"Well it sounds like you have everything planned out. You know Brittany is going to Julliard. She was accepted for dance, of course, so maybe you'll see her around." Rachel smiled at this comment. She wasn't Brittany's favorite person, but she wasn't hated by her either and that was always comforting in high school. Brittany was always the one cheerleader that she never had to worry about to intentionally hurt her feelings.
"Well, I'm really happy for her. She does have quite a lot of talent. I'm sure it would be great to see her around. As long as Santana isn't with her." The last sentence was mumbled and supposed to be said under Rachel's breath, but it was just loud enough for Quinn to hear, causing her brow to drop. She knew how the diva felt about Santana, and that was probably the same way she felt about her, and the thought of that stung a little. Quinn knew Rachel had every reason to hate her, but hearing it made it all seem real.
After eating, the two girls went back to their dorm. Both of them needed to unpack. Rachel started unpacking the rest of her clothes and Quinn realized that there was a reason that she always picked on Rachel; she was annoying. There were cat, dog, and deer sweaters everywhere. It was atrocious.
"Why do you wear those clothes? You just give me more reasons to pick on you."
"Why do you care so much about what I wear. I'm comfortable in my skin." Quinn looked down because she knew that was why she cared so much, she wanted to feel like that, but she regained her composure. There was no way that she would let Rachel Berry know that there was something she was jealous of her for.
"I don't care. I'm just saying that, that is one of the reasons we picked on you. You want to relive high school over again?"
"I'm not going to live high school over again because the people here aren't that immature and if they are I can avoid them. It's a big campus. The only reason why I have to live high school again is because you're here." There was a tear forming in Rachel's eye, and Quinn actually felt bad. She knew that she took things too far. She always did, but it was a reflex for her. Hurt before getting hurt. The problem was that Quinn didn't realize that Rachel wasn't trying to hurt her by her remark, in time. Rachel started toward the door.
"Rachel, wait" Quinn called after her and Rachel stopped for a second, but the blonde's mouth just hung open and Rachel left out the door. The door slammed and Quinn felt a knot in her stomach.
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Quinn forced herself to stay up until Rachel got back even though she was so tired. She knew she needed to apologize, but Rachel didn't come back in the door until around 1 o'clock. Quinn couldn't hide the relief she felt when Rachel walked through the door. She could deny the fact that she was worried.
"Where have you been? I was freaking out!" Quinn wasn't exactly yelling, but she wasn't calm either and that made Rachel smirk. "Wipe that look off your face."
"Not that I understand why you all the sudden care about me, I'm fine. It is the city that never sleeps. There were a lot of places to go." Rachel turned her back to her and took off her shoes and got her flip flops and her towel and her pajamas to prepare for bed. Right before she left Quinn stopped her.
"Rachel, I'm sorry. I took things too far and"
Rachel held her hand up for Quinn to stop talking "You don't need to explain. Thank you for apologizing though. Can we start over?" Quinn nodded her head. "Hi, I'm Rachel Berry and I wear odd clothes, and talk a lot and obsess over Broadway, but I'm comfortable in my skin."
"I'm Quinn Fabray, I'm impulsive, I do what is expected and it's hard to be myself, but I'm going to work on that. Nice to meet you." The two girls shook hands and Rachel smiled before walking out of the room.