There's A Girl

Chapter 3- When It Feels So Wrong, It Feels So Right

A/N: Oh my gosh! Who knew! I'm still alive! Here it is

guys. The third installment. It took me forever, I know. I apologize. Life gets crazy sometimes. But anyways. Here it is, enjoy. Of course, as always reviews and critique are strongly favoured. Thanks :)

Also sorry for the awkward formatting problems.

Don't own it, but I wish I did.

"There's a girl that you might know. She's a friend at least I tell you sobut it might surprise you to find there's something going on behind the door"

Quinn checked her mirrors before starting the car. She always did. Not only safety but it was more like a habit. She turned to admire Rachel as the brunette was fishing something out of her backpack she admired the quirky fashion scene and the perfect lightly tan skin. She did have a beautiful skin color. She allowed her eyes to scan up from Rachel's legs, all the way up her body. She reluctantly tore her eyes away when Rachel looked up.

She turned her head to look over her shoulder before backing up and pulling out of the McKinley parking lot. She had been pulling out of the same parking lot for the past 3 years, but something felt different this time. This time she wasn't dreading getting home; she was excited. She had something to want to go home for. She knew her parents wouldn't be home yet, her mom was out at some church gathering and her dad was at work. She had driven the familiar route home so many times that she didn't realize until Rachel let out a small cough that they had been driving in awkward silence for a good ten minutes.

"umm.." stalled Quinn, trying to think of something to say. "Did you pick out some songs to start out with?" she asked glancing quickly at Rachel and returning her eyes to the road.

"Not really, but I was also thinking to maybe gauge some of your music tastes. If you aren't singing a song you like, you won't be very good. Do you know the song Many the Miles by Sara Bareilles?" Rachel picked up the CD she had placed in her lap and slipped it into the CD slot of the small detachable radio. "I have that and Samson by Regina Spektor, Be Ok by Ingrid Michelson. Any sound good?"

Quinn thought about each song and which she liked the most. She had to choose Samson, a beautiful slow song. "Definitely Samson"

Rachel selected the track and the music started to flow through the speakers. "You should listen to the song a couple times first, just to get a feel of the rhythm and really learn the lyrics."

Quinn tried for a while to not sing along, but she loved this song so much. Soon she found herself singing along quietly. As the song went on she sung louder. She looked over at Rachel who was giving her a smile. "What?" Quinn asked smiling back "I really like this song."

"I can tell" Rachel responded with a small laugh. They both went on to sing the rest of the song. "You sound pretty good, Quinn. Let's work on this one more when we get to your house."

The rest of the car ride, which was about 15 minutes after Quinn made a wrong turn, was filled with singing and laughing and quick smiles.

Rachel climbed into the passenger seat of Quinn's car and pulled the seat belt across her lap. She placed her backpack on the floor in between her legs and immediately began searching for the CD she had brought with some different songs for them to try.

She felt the hard CD case and pulled it out of her bag. She placed it on her lap and looked at Quinn who she caught starring at her. Quinn quickly averted her gaze to the back window and threw the car into reverse. Rachel looked down to her lap as a shy smile and a blush crept across her face.

'Was she checking me out? Does she feel the same way?'

Rachel wondered if the gorgeous blonde sitting next to her had the same lust filled thoughts that she herself had. As Rachel pondered this her mind began to wander into those thoughts. She imagined backing Quinn up against a wall, pinning the blonde's thin wrists above her head… She could feel her cheeks getting hot and let out a small cough to distract herself.

This seemed to get Quinn's attention and she asked if Rachel had brought music. Had she brought music? Ha. Of course she had! She always has two CDs in her locker and one in her backpack just in case. However this CD she had made last night specifically for this occasion.

After reading of some of the songs, Quinn decided on Samson. Rachel recommended they listen to the song to get a true appreciation for it and get a good grip on the vocals and lyrics. A minute or so in Quinn started to sing quietly but grew louder as the song went on.

Rachel couldn't help but look at her and smile. She thought it was adorable. She admired the blonde singing until Quinn noticed and looked to her. "What?" Quinn asked giving a smile that Rachel couldn't get enough of. That smile was a real smile, and showed Quinn in an adorable and beautiful light. It was smile that shone all the way through her eyes.

Rachel loosened up a bit at this and started to get more comfortable. She started to sing as well, and as they were both laughing , singing . and doing ridiculous little dance moves in their seats, Quinn took a wrong turn.

Rachel was glad for the extra time. This environment was perfect. It wasn't awkward and they were both having a good time. They went on to sing most of the songs on the CD all the way to Quinn's house.