Courage Chapter 3: The Performance, a glee fanfic

(A/N Wow! Thank you so much for all the reviews, favorites, and story alerts. I mean wow the response to this totally blew my other stories out of the water. I'm very grateful and thank you all. Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, not that I didn't want to, but I've just started college and I've been pretty busy. This chapter might be longer because I will be including song lyrics, come on it's Glee why wouldn't I include song lyrics. Hope you all enjoy it! On a side note OMG the Brittana development in "Sexy" was amazing! Poor Santana I really felt for her in this episode and I love her character development.)

Chapter 3: The Performance

Quinn Fabray woke up on a Thursday morning extremely tired. Not only did she have to get up at six in the morning for Cheerios practice, but she was practicing her Glee assignment with the others all week. She didn't get home from Sam's house las night until 10, her muscles and voice sore.

Rachel really was serious when it came to winning and she would stop at nothing to win. If one of them suddenly dropped dead, Quinn had no doubt that she would drag the body on stage and prop it up somewhere so that they would have all four members.

Shuddering at the thought she got ready for the day. Even though she already made amends with Kurt and Sam, she was still finding it difficult to muster up the strength to apologise to the brunette. She was a huge bitch to the girl and really she had no right to even ask for her forgiveness.

'Really Fabray all you have to do is talk to the girl. She is very forgiving.' Quickly she changed into her Cheerios uniform and made her way downstairs for a light breakfast.

To her surprise her mother was in the kitchen cooking. She could practically taste the bacon from here. Her mom must want something out of her if she was making her bacon. The older blonde only cooked her bacon when she wanted some juicy gossip.

She kissed her mother on the cheek before taking her seat at the kitchen table. Judy fixed both their plates, adding extra bacon on Quinn's, and sat in the chair next to her.

"Thanks for cooking me breakfast mom and I'm really not complaining, but what did I do to deserve this?" Quinn asked taking a bite of the meaty goodness. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. God bacon was her true weakness.

Judy looked at her daughter innocently. "Can't a mother just do something nice for her daughter once in a while?"

Quinn smirked, knowing she caught the woman in her own game. "Ha! You want to know something. I just know it. You never get up this early and cook unless you have a reason. Fess up." She ate two more pieces of bacon. All the while staring intently at her, waiting for her to crack. It took only two minutes this time for her to come clean.

"Fine you caught me!" Her mother exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air in defeat.

"So what do you want to know?" She took a drink of her water which probably was a bad idea.

"Are you dating someone?" Quinn choked on her water. She started coughing and spluttering as Judy patted her on the back. "Honey are you okay? I didn't mean to startle you."

Once Quinn recovered from her coughing fit she looked at her mother like she was crazy. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Well for the past week you've been coming home later and later. Your always tired and you have a smile on your face so I'm just assuming that your..."

Suddenly realizing what her mother was thinking Quinn blushed ten shades of red and started shaking her head quickly. "I am not having this conversation with my mom."

"Honey it's fine to have a sex life. I mean your father and I..." Judy didn't notice that she was making things worse.

"MOM! I love you and everything but please for the love of god don't talk about you and dad like that." She was beyond the point of embarrassed and disgusted. Sadly she lost her appeitite too. She looked at the uneaten pieces of bacon on her plate. 'Dammit there goes my breakfast and maybe my lunch too.'

"Well if you don't want me to talk about your father and I, we can talk about your sex life." Judy, like any mother, wanted her daughter to be happy and she also wanted her to tell her every single detail. She was always the busy body in the family.

If it was possible Quinn turned even redder. "Mom I'm not having sex with anyone and if I did I wouldn't discuss it with you. No offense."

Judy sighed in defeat, for now. "Then why have you been late coming home then?" Maybe she should set her up with a nice young girl. The only problem is finding someone that would make her daughter happy and be a lesbian. 'Don't worry Quinnie, momma's on the job.'

She groaned, knowing full well that this wasn't over. Ever since she's come out her moms been trying harder and harder for her to date someone. The woman was relentless. "I was working on my glee assignment. It's a group project and we have to perform a song by Friday."

Her mother suddenly perked up a little more in her seat. If she wasn't obessed with her love life then she was obessed about glee. More importantly trying to get Quinn more solos in the club. Really she means well, she can just be a little to suffocating.

"That's great Quinnie!" She rolled her eyes at the stupid nickname that she gave her when she was younger. "Are you getting a solo because you have a beautiful voice. The voice of an angel! The members of the church always agreed with me too. You should really join the choir again."

Quinn decided to ignore the last part of her mothers tyraid. She's heard it over a million times now. "We're dividing the song so that we all get to sing evenly."

"Who are the other members of your group?"

"Well you remember Kurt and Sam." At her mothers nod she continued. When she told her mom that she told Sam the truth and they became friends, she was almost near tears she was so proud of her. "They're in the group along with Rachel Berry."

A light went off in Judy's head. "Berry you say. Is she the daughter of Leroy Berry? The girl with two gay dads?" Quinn nodded her head wondering why her mom was so curious about the girl. "Was she the brown haired girl singing at your regionals last year?" Quinn nodded again.

'Her name is Rachel, a good christen name. Her father is a nice man at work which means that she must also be nice. Both her dads are gay, so she wouldn't be against a same sex relationship. She has a beautiful voice much like my Quinn and is very attactive. She's perfect.' Judy thought smiling to herself. She just found the perfect match for her daughter. Maybe she could talk Leroy into helping her set up a date between the two. They were friends after all at their lawfirm.

"Are you friends with Rachel?" Judy asked her watching Quinn start to eat her breakfast again.

Quinn shrugged her shoulders. "Not really. I wasn't the nicest person to her last year, but I'm hoping to befriend her soon."

"Thats good honey. You need more supportive friends in your life." Judy was very proud that Quinn wanted to make amends for the things she's done. It was a lot of the things that she herself had done in high school, but there was a big difference. Quinn wanted to face her mistakes head on while Judy just wanted to forget them.

The younger blonde blushed again not really used to her mom being so supportive of her. It was a nice change to the mother that just stood by and did nothing but drink herself senseless.

Judy decided that she should start her questioning. "So do you think that she's pretty."

"Ummm...well I guess she is a little attractive. Why?" Quinn eyed Judy warily, wondering what the older woman was up to.

"Oh no reason." She said in an innocent voice.

Suddenly realization dawned on the girl as she stood up from her seat and looked at her mom in horror. "Mom no! Don't even try to attempt what I think your thinking!"

"But honey it was only going to be one date. Please."

"Absolutely not! I don't even like Berry like that and she's straight." Of all the things her mother suggests, a date with Berry. She should get her head checked.

The older woman stood up too. Looking Quinn in the eyes she tried to make her see reason. "Her fathers are gay. If there's anyone who would be open about a same sex relationship it would be her."

Quinn smacked her head in frustration. She really didn't need this right now. "She's dating Finn!"

Judy was confused for a moment before she remembered the boy as Quinn's old boyfriend. "That idiot who revealed that you were pregnant to us by singing it. The one you convinced was the father even though you never slept together. Why would she date someone like him? She seems to be smarter than that. I might have to reconsider my plans." She said thoughtfully as her child tried to burn a whole into her head.

"Mom there are no plans. Whatever you planned just forget it because it will never happen." Quinn demanded but her mom was listening on deaf ears.

Out of nowhere Judy snapped her fingers as she came up with her answer. "Quinn she's a lesbian." At her disbelieving look the older woman continued. "Anyone with half a brain would know that he's too stupid to date so she must be using him as her beard." When Quinn first came out Judy researched everything she could about lesbians and lesbian terms. Once Quinn found out what she was doing she was so embarrassed that she didn't talk to her for a week. Well at least she's up to date on her vocabulary. "Besides he doesn't stand a chance against you. You'll sweep her off her feet with that Fabray charm of yours."

"Do you have any idea what your saying." Quinn stared at her mother not getting why the she was so hellbent on finding her a girlfriend. Before the woman could embarrass herself and Quinn further she went on. "I'm leaving for Cherrio practice." She grabbed her things and headed for the door.

"Are you guys going to be practicing tonight?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Bring them over here. I'll make everyone snacks." Judy explained. Quinn glared at her mother who figured out the look she was getting. "I'll behave. I promise."

Quinn waved her mother goodbye and got into her car to head to school. 'There is no way in hell that I will ever like Berry in that way. Ever.' She was fine being friends with the girl but she didn't think that she could stand to date her. She's all Finn's for all she cared.

After the hour Cheerio practice Quinn wanted to die from exhaustion. That woman was insane for scheduling practices this freaking early in the morning. Slowly she walked to her locker, careful not to show anyone in the student body weakness.

Opening her locker she didn't see her two friends appear until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Instantly she jumped a foot in the air and clutched her heart. Turning around she glared at Sam who was sporting a very cheeky grin. "You're lucky that I don't carry mace or you would be S.O.L."

The grin on his face seemed to grow bigger at her remark. "Not my fault that your skitish. Besides you couldn't mace a handsome face like mine. It would be a crime."

She smacked his arm playfully earning a laugh from him. "Your ego is worse than Pucks. Maybe I should mace you to teach you a lesson."

Kurt decided to end there little squabble before it became to sickening. They weren't even dating and they still oozed cuteness. "Not that I would love to have this conversation continue, but we have more pressing matters to attend to." At this Sam instantly dropped his smile as he agreed with Kurt.

Quinn looked a little confused at the pair. "What's the problem?"

"Rachel." They both answered simultaneously.

The smaller boy went on to explain. "We know that she's a big asset to the team and she only wants us to succeed, but she's killing us with all these practices. If she keeps it up we won't have voices by tomorrow."

She did see a point in his logic. Rachel really was taking this a step too far. It was like ten times worse when they did the annual Boys vs. Girls competition. Quinn thought she was competitive before but this really does take the cake. "So what do you guys want me to do about it?"

Sam looked between Kurt and Quinn before he decided to speak. "Well we were hoping that you would tell her to cool it down a little before we meet for practice after school. You are technically the leader of the group so you can tell her what to do."

"I can't make Berry not be herself. She always gets this way around a huge competition." In truth Quinn didn't want to deal with the blow up she was going to have to face if she told Rachel to cool it. That's why the guys were telling her this bullshit about her being a leader, they were just to scared to deal with her themselves.

Before the guys could beg the object of their discussion appeared around the hallway. She had a bright smile on her face as she kissed Finn goodbye at his locker and made her way to the group. 'What kind of a guy lets his girlfriend see him off at his locker.' Quinn thought as the brunette stood beside her.

"Hello group hope we all had as good of a morning as I had." Rachel replied super fast. Everyone was wondering how someone could be this perky in the morning. It just didn't seem right. "May I remind you that tomorrow after school we will be performing our song and we still have a lot of work to do." They groaned but she ignored them. "Now we've been slacking a little so I devised an idea for us to get some more practice time in. I found out what your schedules were and decided that we should practice during our free periods. Kurt and Sam you both have a free period fourth hour so practice together in the choir room. Quinn, you and I both have a free period sixth hour so we can practice then in the auditorium. We're all skipping lunch today to practice as well. I'm afriad that we'll have to skip lunch tomorrow to in order to get one last rehearsal in."

They literally looked at her like she grew two heads. Not only do they practice early in the morning, when Quinn and Sam don't have sports practice, and after school, but now they had to give up lunch and their free period. She really was getting out of control.

"Berry that's a lot of time to rehearse. I think we're good already." Quinn replied. The other two weren't going to say anything so she spoke up.

"Yes Quinn I agree that we're good but we could be better. You're still a little sharp on some notes and Sam you miss your cues sometimes. Kurt need I remind you that your missing steps to the choreography." Rachel countered making everyone a little irritated by her behavior. Really they were trying as hard as they can but the Glee Nazi was working them to the point of exhaustion.

The bell rang before anyone could give her a piece of their mind. "I'd love to continue talking about this but my class is on the other side of the building. So I'll see you all at lunch?" At the other three's nods Rachel smiled and bounced away.

Once Rachel was out of sight Sam and Kurt glared at Quinn. "What?"

"You picked her to be on our team so you fix this. I can't handle anymore of this." Sam exclaimed pointing the finger in the other blondes direction. He didn't mind Rachel when she wasn't crazy, but he just wanted this to be fun. Not some petty competition.

"I have to agree with Sam. Though Rachel and I may have let bygones be bygones she is driving me up the wall. I could barely talk on Wednesday. I had to drink a bunch of herbal tea to bring my voice back." Kurt said. He saw this as not only a chance for Rachel to calm down but for Quinn to finally grow a backbone and apologise to the girl.

Quinn glared at them, not believing they were sticking her with this. "Kurt she's your friend. You talk to her."

He glared right back at her. "Try becoming her friend then."

Sam joined in as well. "Really Quinn just apologise to her. We forgave you so she can too."

She ran a hand through her hair. It was nervous habit of hers. "Guys it's not that easy."

"Sure it is. Talk to her and apologise." Kurt said before he and Sam walked away from the Head Cheerio.

'Dammit I'm too tired to deal with this right now. I just want to curl up in my bed and sleep.'

Standing there for a moment she was jolted from her thoughts by the bell for first hour. 'Shit I'm late for spanish. I hope Mr. Schue gives me a warning.'

During lunch rehearsal Rachel was as unbearable as she has been lately. Which prompted the boys to once again remind Quinn that she has to tell Rachel to cool it or she will pay. She knew that for their free period they weren't going to practice but probably rest. 'Lucky bastards.'

It's her fault anyway. She wanted the perfect group and the perfect group included Rachel Berry whether she liked it or not. Besides it was about time she be nice to the girl since it seems that the whole Glee Club, recently minus Kurt, was against her. She even had her doubts about Finn. He seemd to treat Rachel decenty some of the time but there have been instances that he put himself or others before his girlfriend. Quinn knew how that felt having dated him.

She entered the auditorium with her cheerios bag slung over her shoulder. Rachel was already there and was sitting on the paino bench waiting for her. Her books were placed on the floor next to the paino.

"For a second there I thought you weren't going to show." Rachel joked as Quinn made her way on the stage and placed her bag next to the brunette's books.

"I would have if I wasn't afraid you weren't going to hunt me down and gut me like a fish." She replied making Rachel giggle. 'She does have a nice laugh.' With a jolt Quinn's eyes widened slightly surprised by her thoughts. She decided not to dwell on them for now though.

Rachel sighed to herself making Quinn glance at her. "I have been a little unbearable lately haven't I." It wasn't a question but more of a statement.

"I'll admit you have been." At Quinn's agreement the brunettes shoulders dropped a little. "But it's apart of your personality. You're more demanding when there's a competition coming up. I'm the same way with the Cheerios. The other two really can't understand that."

The other girl was a little shocked that Quinn actually agreed with her and compared her to herself. 'Maybe Kurt was right.' "Thanks Quinn."

The blonde smiled at her. 'She has a really beautiful smile.' She mentally smacked herself for thinking such a thing about Quinn Fabray. She'd probably punch her if heard such thoughts.

Then Quinn said something that the diva never thought in a million years she would say. "No problem Rachel." She just gawked at the girl like she was an alien from another planet. Hell she might have been. Since when has she ever called her by her real name? Though she had to admit it did sound nice hearing her name out of Quinn's mouth.

Seeing the brunette's expression Quinn started laughing at her. "What's with that look on your face?"

"You just called me Rachel." She stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"So it's your name." Quinn knew she must be a little shellshocked but she promised herself that she would make things up to Rachel.

Rachel was still looking at her in disbelief. "In all my years of knowing you, and it's been since kindergarden, you have never once said my name. So don't be surprised when I find it a little strange that your calling me by my birth name."

That made Quinn sober up a little bit. "Look I just want to say that..." She paused to brace herself for the onsluaght of questions and was about to finish her sentence when Rachel interrupted her.

"Quinn lets just start practicing. We've already lost some time and we can't afford to lose anymore."

"O..Okay." Not really having the courage to go through with her apology anymore, Quinn nodded her head in agreement. They both stood up, grabbed their sheet music and began to sing their parts.

It's been 20 minutes since they first started singing and still Rachel thought Quinn wasn't doing something right. As of now she was staring intently at the other girl while she sang the song for what seemed like the millionth time in a row.

Suddenly as Quinn was going to sing a high note in the song Rachel seemed to realize what exactly she was doing wrong. Quickly she shut the music off of the little boombox that the diva brought with her and went up to her.

The blonde took a drink from her water bottle as Rachel went to explain what she just discovered. "Really I should have figured it out. It was just so simple."

"So what pray tell am I doing wrong?" Quinn sarcastically asked. Hopefully she figures out what the hell shes doing wrong so that Rachel can calm down.

Rachel was slowly getting into her lecture mode. "Well I figured out that you were running out of breath whenever you had to hit a long note. Which explains why you sometimes go sharp because you lose the pitch and your voice loses control. Then I looked at how you held yourself and your posture is perfect, but your not singing from your diaphragm. Which means that you lose breath faster than you would if you did sing using it. You can hardly notice it but since I've been having singing lessons my whole life it was easier for me to pinpoint it."

Quinn actually looked impressed by Rachels observations. She never really took singing lessons when she was a kid. When she was in the choir no one really said anything about her losing her breath too fast. "So what happens when I do sing from my diaphragm?"

"You won't run out of breath so much and you'll have a better vocal range. Also you won't be occasionally sharp since you'll have more control over your vocal cords." Rachel explained much like a teacher would to a student. "Here I'll show you."

Wondering what she was up to, Quinn watched as Rachel walked behind her. "Now hold your posture again." She did as she was told. She jumped about a foot in the air when Rachel put her arms around her waist and placed her hands on her stomach. Not even thinking about it she ripped herself out of the brunette's arms and put a fair amount of distance between the two.

"What the hell was that!" Quinn demanded pointing an accusing finger at her.

Rachel put her hands in front of her in a 'I mean no harm' gesture. "Quinn this is the only way that I can show you how to properly use your diaphragm. I didn't mean to scare you." She did look pretty sorry, if the look on her face meant anything.

The blonde was trying to control her erratic heartbeat, she really needed people to stop sneaking up on her like that. "It's alright. You just caught me by surprise."

"We can start over if thats okay with you." She cautiously asked the other girl. Quinn really had something close to a split personality. One minute she was fine and the next she was freaking out.

"Ah, actually I think I got the gist of it. If I still have problems you can always show me tonight." It wasn't like she liked Rachel, she just wasn't used to someone grabbing her like that.

"Quinn I'm sorry if I put you in a position that made you uncomfortable. It wasn't my intention."

"Rachel it's fine. You were just trying to be helpful, stop being so hard on yourself."

Rachel sighed and sat back down on the piano bench. A sad look was plastered on her face. "Everytime I try to help someone it never turns out right. I'm always making people uncomfortable or being to demanding and annoying."

Quinn took a seat next to the brunette, not liking the fact that she was putting herself down. "Rachel quit being so hard on yourself. If you weren't so demanding than glee club wouldn't be where we are today."

Ringing her hands together in her lap Rachel just couldn't believe what Quinn was trying to tell her. "Everyone hates me though. I talk a lot and expect to much and it angers them. Come on I know you guys are irritated with me. You don't think I know when your talking about me? I guess I can understand."

Grabbing the other girls shoulder, Quinn forced Rachel to turn a little so that they were face to face. "Listen to me when I say this. Yes we are a little irritated by your irrational behavior but we also appreicate what your doing for our group. I wanted the best group possible and your helping me make that possible. So I thank you for that."

Rachel's eyes widened at Quinn's declaration. "You really mean that? Like really mean it."

She laughed at the other girl. "Of course I mean it. You've been a huge asset to us. It would be fine if you'd tone it down a little bit, that way Sam and Kurt can stop whining like little girls."

"They really are pre-madonnas." Rachel said making them both laugh.

Once they calmed down a little Rachel looked thoughtful for a minute. "I think I can agree with the groups request and tone it down."

"Finally!" That earned Quinn a playful swat on the arm.

"That doesn't mean that we're not practicing tonight. I expect a solid performance from everyone." Rachel demanded making the blonde start laughing again.

Before they could continue any further the bell rang signaling the end of the day. "Wow this hour flew by really fast." The diva exclaimed, grabbing her things and standing up from the bench.

"Yeah, hanging out with you isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I didn't have the urge to punch you this time." Quinn joked earning a brilliant smile from the shorter girl.

"I guess that's the closest I'm ever going to get to a compliment. I'll take it!" This caused the two to start giggling. That's how Sam and Kurt found them.

"Well well looks like you two had fun." Kurt stated with a sly grin looking at Quinn with a hopeful expression. She shook her head from behind Rachel and the boy frowned. 'What the hell this was the perfect opportunity. What is she waiting for?' Sam seemed to have gotten the hint as well because he was frowning at the blonde too.

"Kurt practicing normally isn't fun." Rachel said to the boys.

Sam rolled his eyes at her. "Really I haven't noticed." This made Kurt try to stiffle a laugh but to no avail since Rachel turned to glare at him.

"Quinn made me aware that my behavior is a little..." Quickly she was interrupted.

"Narcissistic." Kurt replied.

"Crazy." Sam helped out.

"Egotistic."

"Suffocating."

"Neurotic."

"Hey doesn't that mean crazy?"

Face beat red in anger, Rachel clenched both her hands at her sides. "I meant demanding! But thank you two so much for the help." She glared at Quinn who was hunched over trying to breathe from laughing so hard. "As I was saying, Quinn made me realize that I need to cool it or I will drive you guys insane."

"Hallelujah!"

"Praise the lord!"

"Thank the heavens."

"Quinn your a lifesaver."

"KNOCK IT OFF!" Rachel shouted. The two boys stopped their conversation and watched as the diva did her perfect storm off down the hall.

The others tried to contain their laughter at the situation. It was so easy to piss her off. Sam and Kurt were holding onto each other for support while Quinn was leaning against a wall her face beat red. Sam tried to hold in his laughter as he called out to Rachel. "We were just kidding! Come on don't be like that!"

Kurt wiped the tears from his eyes and let go of Sam. "I better go after her. I am her ride after all. We're still meeting at Quinn's house tonight right?" The blonde nodded her head unable to come up with any words to speak. The boy diva went after the fuming brunette.

After a while Quinn finally was able to breathe. She straightened her back and smiled at Sam. "Here I thought I was number one on Rachels shit list. You and Kurt single handedly tied with that little conversation."

"She needs to learn how to take a joke."

"She's just really sensitive."

"Really if she wants to hang with us she needs to learn how to take a joke."

Quinn grinned at her blonde counterpart. "You mean like lemonhead or Macaulay Culkin."

Sam nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah exactly lik...wait did you say Macaulay Culkin. Who said I looked like Macaulay Culkin?"

"I thought you could take a joke?" They started walking down the hall towards Sams locker.

"I can, but I look nothing like him. How can someone even say that! It's so mean." Sam whined in a girly voice, really not drawing any comparisions between the two.

They reached his locker and Quinn waited for him to get his stuff so that they can ride over to her house. "Just throw on some aftershave and start screaming in a mirror then you can know for sure."

He shut his locker and glared at her. "Not funny."

"Oh I think it's hilarious."

Quinn was sitting in the auditorium waiting for the 'judges' to arrive so that they can get this over with. Last nights practice wasn't as bad as she expected it to be. True to her word Rachel did mellow out and actually was fun to have around, though Sam and Kurt did have to face her wrath for their stupid comments. It was really entertaining to watch.

To her relief her mother stuck to her promise and didn't embarrass the hell out of her. Well she didn't embarrass her in public, more like made suggestions when no one was looking. The worst was when she gave her that look that most mothers give their daughters before mouthing 'make a move already'. Sometimes her mother just drove her up the wall.

Looking around she noticed that most of the glee kids were sitting in their groups discussing last minute details. Rachel would have to if it wasn't for the fact that the others forced her to lay off of them on performance day. That didn't stop her though from reassuring herself.

"I'll a little mad at Finn for not telling me what song they were doing, but it can't be as great as our song. And knowing Santana she probably picked something raunchy and dirty to get the boys on her side. We have the talent though and..." Since Rachel was sitting right in between Quinn and Kurt it was easy to quiet her down. Kurt roughly nudged her shoulder while Quinn just plain cut her off.

"Quit worrying yourself over this and relax. We're the last group to perform so that means that we can see what they have to offer and decide for ourselves if we really have to worry about them."

The brunette took a deep breathe to calm her nerves. "Your right relax now, worry later."

Sam popped his head over Quinn's to smile encouraging at Rachel. "What's there to worry about, we so have this in the bag."

Santana seemed to have overheard them. "Prepare to get your ass beat Fabray! We so are going to win this."

Not one to back down from a challenge Quinn quickly defended her group. "Psshh..not even in your dreams can you even come close to beating us."

Artie looked at the girls from the end of the stage and decided to tell them whats what. "Ladies fighting isn't really necessary because the boys so have you beat." The boys on Artie's team started hollaring to show their dominance.

Jumping up from his seat Kurt felt like giving his two cents. "Please you really think you can beat us. Your dressed like hobo's and you girls are wearing robes like something out of a Star Wars movie. Judging by your attire I can only guess what sad excuse of a song both of you have come up with." It's true all the boys were wearing wife beaters and sweat pants. They brought out no originality because it was all the same color, white top with grey pants. For some reason all the girls on Santana's team were wearing silk robes that went from their necks down to their legs. Kurt can only guess what they have underneath the robes.

Since Quinn left him in charge of the fashion for their group, he decided to go with the punk rocker look. He had to sacifice his hair for this project, so instead of his normal well kept hair it was messy and all over the place. The same can be said for Sam as well who's hair was sticking up everywhere. Quinn and Rachel both had straight hair but they were wearing a lot more makeup than they normally liked. Kurt was going to wear makeup but Sam refused. Quinn felt that it would be wrong to leave him out so the boys wore no makeup.

Both boys wore tight black jeans and for tops, Sam had a red buttoned shirt with a black tie while Kurt had the exact opposite color pattern. Both of their shirts were tucked in because Kurt had to have one thing that looked neat. The girls were a little different, Rachel refused to part with her skirts so she was wearing a short skirt with fish net stockings. Kurt ripped holes into the stockings to add more edge. For her top she was wearing a black blouse with no sleeves and leather gloves with the same fish net stockings covering her arms. As for Quinn she was wearing tight dark blue jeans with holes here and there with a silver studded belt. Her top was a tight red t-shit that showed her midriff, thus showing off her abs. A black leather jacket that was left unbuttoned finalized the look.

Kurt was very proud of his choices for each group member, they really did look the part. He knew that there was no way in hell that they were going to lose to the other groups. Rachel worked them to hard to let that happen.

Before there could be any more arguing, Mr. Schue finally decided to show up with Miss. Pillsbury and Coach Beiste following behind him. He had a huge smile on his face as the teachers took a seat at the table with the best view of the stage.

Mr. Schue looked at his glee club members in excitement, noting the very different looks that each team had. "This should be really interesting to see, if your appearences mean anything. I don't want to keep you guys wanting to long but I have to go over a few things first. Like a said earlier anything goes in this competition so I'm looking forward to a lot of creative performances." He paused noticing the team captains all looked really smug. At least they had faith in their teams. "First you will perform when its your groups turn, afterwards we all will give you some feedback and your going to truthfully tell us how it was working with your group. Since first pick went to Quinn, her group will perform last while Artie's group will perform first then so on."

Artie and Puck started fist pumping in the air while Mike and Finn lifted Artie's wheelchair onto the stage. Each boy put on a headset and stood in a line from Puck, Finn, Artie, and Mike.

Rachel lent over to whisper into Kurt's ear. "I wonder what they're going to be singing?"

Quinn overheard what she said. "Hopefully not a boyband song." Sam laughed beside her.

Suddenly the music started playing and the guys started shaking their shoulders in a seizure like fashion. Quinn instantly recognized the song and judging from Sam's laughter beside her he seemed to figure it out too. 'They're definitely not going to win with a song like that. They'll be lucky if they don't get detentions.'

Looking over to the girl next to her, Quinn realized that she had no idea what they were singing because she was smiling encouraging at Finn. 'She's going to kill him when she figures out what they're doing.'

All the boys started jumping around everywhere, throwing their hands up in the air to pump up the crowd, then they all start singing.

Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get...

Quinn turned her head around to look at the judges table. They all seemed to be liking it so far, but she knew for a fact that at least Miss. Pillsbury will freak out when they really get into the song.

California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California throw it up
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California, so high we'll ride all night

The judges instantly stopped moving around to the beat and each had an expression of disbelief on their faces. Miss. Pillsbury actually looked like she was about to pass out. Quinn looked at Rachel and saw the same look of horror etched on her face. 'Looks like they're out of the picture.'

Puck then started moving to the middle of the stage so that he could stand next to Artie. The mohawked boy started rapping while Artie backed him up.

Comin' straight outta Cali (what?)
The 818 valley (what?)
323! Fuckin' horse night alley
And from Highland to Clayton, all these bitches are hatin'
'Cause the shit that we're saying, is the shit that they're playin'
If we don't make it we'll take it
If ain't real then we'll fake it
Open your mouth and I'll break it; don't give a fuck it you hate it!
We're looking for the 4 chicks, down with the 4 dicks
Rollin' all day, gettin' buzzed its ridiculous
Horny like the sickness
Quickies with the quickness
Pussy like its business
Work it like its fitness
Listen while I spit this, gamin' all these bitches
Now I'm gonna hit this, and fuck until I'm dickless!

It really wasn't that bad if you looked at their performance and not at what they were actually singing. The only one really dancing was Mike while the others just jumped around like there was ants in their pants. Apparently Santana figured out that they were probably out of the competition because Quinn heard an evil cackle that she could recognize anywhere.

The boys all formed a line again and started singing the next verse.

'I wonder when they're going to pull the plug on this performance.' Quinn thought as Sam elbowed her in the side to get her attention.

"We're so winning this." He whispered into her ear. She nodded in agreement as Finn went to the middle of the stage to start rapping.

Rachel made a grunting noise making Quinn look over at her. If looks could kill then Finn would probably be dead ten times by now.

Let's get girls in the front and the sluts in the back
Let's push 'em all together and put 'em on our laps
Alcohol and drugs and California love
They got me ready to party; all this weed and Bacardi
From the north to the south, this state's all about
Silicon lips and all the fake tits!
California girls; best in the world
Best in the back seat; so lets get fuck...

Everyone was too busy watching Finn dig a deeper hole with Rachel that they didn't notice Mr. Schue signal to the band to stop playing. They cut Finn off in the middle of his rap and the idiot was dumb enough to call his teacher out on it.

"Mr. Schue what the heck! We're not finished yet." The other members looked a little upset as well.

The spanish teacher walked back to the judges table, where Coach Beiste looked extremely angry and Miss. Pillsbury looked as white as a ghost. "There's really no need to finish the song, we got the message. My question is what in the world made you come up with a song so offensive?"

Since Artie was the team captian he felt that it was his right to speak up. "We all wanted to pick a song that was fun and catchy."

Puck backed up his bro. "Yeah and have it talk getting with some hot chicks."

"Guys I really don't understand why you felt that that song was appropriate for Glee. You didn't even replace the swear words. Your dancing was all over the place. It's like you didn't work on the song at all." Mr. Schue just couldn't wrap his head around what those guys were thinking.

"Mr. Schue to be honest we were pretty busy with a Call Of Duty marathon. We just had to beat Arties high score." Finn stupidly replied getting into even more hot water with Rachel who was actually shaking in rage.

Before Mr. Schue could say anything Rachel shot up from her seat and glared daggers at her boyfriend. "So not only did you pick the most horrendous song I have ever heard in my life, but you Finn Hudson didn't even practice your song!"

Finn got a funny look on his face that sorta made him look constipated. "We just picked the song yesterday Rach, we didn't have enough time to practice."

"Finn you had all week!" The diva shouted out beyond furious. "But instead of actually putting work into this club you would rather play video games with your friends." You would be angry too if your boyfriend was singing a song about sleeping with other women and doing drugs. On top of that didn't put in any effort.

"Rachel please sit down. We still have two more performances to go. You can argue with Finn later." Mr. Schue interrupted. Well that didn't last long, he was back to defending everyone else except for Rachel. She huffed and sat back down, still glaring at Finn who just now realized that she was mad at him.

"So do we have a shot at winning?" Finn once again proved that he really did not have any brains what so ever.

"What you guys won is detentions from all three of us." Coach Beiste finally spoke up but before the boys could protest she continued. "And if you argue with me then all four of you will be kicked off the football team."

Actually listening to what their coach said the boys dejectedly got off the stage as Santana's group walked up. "Now watch how a real performance should look like." The latina stated as four chairs were placed on the stage.

Mr. Schue smiled at the group while the boys got comfortable in their seats. "You guys can start anytime."

Santana looked at the band with a sly smile. "Hit it."

Music started playing and the girls all started swaying in a rather sexy manner. They sang the song that Quinn never thought in a million years that they would sing. Once they sung the first line they all threw of their robes and everyones eyes widened in shock.

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

Every single member of the group was in a very revealing outfit. All of them were wearing black high healed boots with tight black dresses that was so short that Quinn was sure that if they bent over you'd be seeing some panties.

"Is this even allowed?" Rachel asked completely blown away at what she was witnessing. She was actually familiar with the song and couldn't believe that they would have the guts to sing that song.

"I guess when Mr. Schue said anything goes, they took it literally." Kurt replied dancing to the song. It was one of his guilty pleasures.

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

Santana did a very sexy pose and walked to the back of the stage with the others right behind her then she turned around giving her best badass look. Then she started singing with the girls being her back up singers.

Typical
Hardly the type I fall for
I like when the physical
Don't leave me asking for more
I'm a sexy mama (mama)
Who knows just how to get what I wanna (wanna)
What I want to do is spring this on you (on you)
Back up all of the things that I told you (told you)

You've been saying all the right things all night long
But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off
Baby, can't you see? (see)

"TAKE IT OFF BABY!" Puck shouted as the girls started taking off articles of their clothing. All Santana and Brittany were left in was their bras and super short mini skirts. Mercades and Tina only took off the sleeves of their dresses.

How these clothes are fitting on me (me)
And the heat coming from this beat (beat)
I'm about to blow
I don't think you know

Quinn was so caught up at staring at Santana and Brittany that it took her a while to notice that Sam was once again elbowing her in the side. "What." She whispered harshly.

He smirked at her before he pointed at her jaw. "I think your drooling a little bit." She blushed and quickly wiped away the drool before going back to watching the performance. Really it wasn't her fault that they both looked super hot dancing like that, she does know how to appreicate a body when she sees one.

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

"Why isn't Mr. Schue stopping this. They're practically having an orgy up there." Rachel exclaimed to her teammates who ignored her. Rachel looked at her teammates, rolling her eyes as Kurt danced to the beat, but she was a little surprised at Quinns facial expression. She thought that the blonde would have a disgusted look, but instead she was transfixed to the stage and almost looked...hungry? No that can't be it, but her expression did kinda match Sam's who kept muttering 'Beiste' under his breathe.

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)
But you keep fronting (Uh)
Saying what you going do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)

Much to the brunette's disgust Mr. Schue didn't stop their performance, but let them finish. The rest of the song was pretty much Santana singing while Mercedes just belted out the high notes. In a way it was a waste of talent not giving Tina and Brittany any solos. They grinded against the chairs and even stood on top of them, moving their bodies in a way that would be illegal in some states.

The whole time Puck and Artie were whooping and hollaring at the ladies. The jewish boy looked like he was going to explode from all the sexiness they were giving off. Poor Mike looked like he was going to have a heart attack watching his girlfriend dancing up on the stage like that. If Finn valued his life he wouldn't say or do anything that would cross his girlfriend.

The boys and Mr. Schue seemed to be the only ones that actually clapped after the performance was over. "Ladies that was excellent." Mr. Schue said just as Miss. Pillsbury replied. "Ladies please put your robes back on."

The girls did as they were told and waited for their feedback. Santana had a smug smile on her face, thinking that she already won this. Tina and Mercedes looked relieved to be wearing their robes again while Brittany claimed to have lost hers.

"Okay so I'll guess we'll start with the feedback. Emma you can go first." Mr. Schue kindly told the guidance counselor.

Miss. Pillsbury squirmed in her seat, trying to come up with the best way to say this. "I didn't really think that this performance was really appropriate for underage girls in high school. The singing was good but I didn't really care for your dancing."

Brittany frowned in sadness. "She didn't like my dancing?"

Santana wrapped an arm around the taller blonde to comfort her. "She doesn't know what shes talking about Brit. You were amazing." That seemed to put her in better spirits.

Coach Beiste was next to judge. Crossing her arms over her chest, her face became very serious. "I have to agree with Emma that was too much."

"Well I loved it. It was very creative." Will stated with a big grin on his face. Rachel always thought he was a closet pervert, this only proves her assumptions. "Now how were the group dynamics?"

Santana, like Artie, felt that it was her place to say something. "Great Mr. Schue, though Mercedes and Tina could have listened to me better."

That seemed to have pushed Mercedes over the edge. "Oh hell to the no!" She got up in the latina's face. "Your the one who went all mexican nazi on us!" Then she turned to Mr. Schue. "She didn't let us have a say in anything. You think that me and Tina wanted to dress like that. She also wouldn't listen to our ideas and hardly gave me anything to sing, while the other two were left as back up singers. I ain't no Kelly Rowland!"

"And that my friends was a true diva tantrum." Kurt appaluded his best friend who waved at him in return.

Mr. Schue seemed to be a little taken back by Mercedes outburst while Santana looked like she wanted to rip out her weave. "Well that was certainly eye opening. Mercedes thank you for your honesty. Tina, Brittany do you want to add anything else?"

Tina shook her head in response. "When our group wins I would like to perform a Kesha song at sectionals." Brittany replied much to Rachels dismay.

"We better win. I will not be singing any song by someone who looks like she just woke up in a garbage can." Rachel demanded as everyone from her group stood up and walked up on the stage.

"Guys please have some dignity." Coach Beiste said getting a glare from Santana as her group sat down.

"Oh be prepared to be completely blown away." Rachel promised as everyone grabbed a mic and the lights dimmed.

"Why didn't we think of special effects?" Finn wondered out loud.

"We're lucky that we even found a song." Puck boredly commented.

The music started to play and all the glee kids recognized the song because it was really popular a few years back.

Suddenly a single light shone on the stage illuminating Quinn who started to sing her line.

Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away and you feel yourself suffocating?

Another light turned on, this time revealing Rachel who was a few feet away from Quinn on the stage. She glanced at the blonde real quick before facing the audience to sing her line. The boys, who still haven't been shown yet, helped Quinn out with back up vocals.

Does the pain weigh out the pride? (Ahhhhhhh)
And you look for a place to hide? (Ahhhhhhh)
Did someone break your heart inside, you're in ruins

They both started walking towards each other as they both sang the next verse. Rachel and Quinn were suprised by how well their voices blended together beautifully.

One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I ...

Two seperate lights came on, on both sides of the girls. Sam emerged on Quinn's left while Kurt appeared on Rachels right. The boy diva lifted up his mic and started singing.

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Sam brought his mic up to his lips, looking over to his teammates as he sang his one line perfectly with the other three doing back up.

Your faith walks on broken glass (Ahhhhhhh), and the hangover doesn't pass (Ahhhhhhh)

Kurt and Sam both sang the next line and the chorus with Quinn and Rachel being the back up singers.

Nothing's ever built to last, you're in ruins (you're in ruins)

One (One), 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One (One), 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I ...

The music started to pick up as the lights started flashing to every beat of the drum. They started to scatter trying to evoke the emotion of the next part. Kurt ran to the very back of the stage as he belted out. "(Did You) Did you try to live on your own?"

Quinn ran to the far right of the stage preparing for her turn. "(When You) When you burned down the house and home?"

Sam went the exact opposite as Quinn and went to the far left. "(Did You) Did you stand too close to the fire?"

Rachel walked calmly to the very front of the stage. "Like a liar looking for," The others joined in when she sang out forgiveness."forgiveness..." Instantly the music just stopped and a single light shone on the pettie diva as she softly whispered."from a stone."

The lights slowly came back on as Sam started walking over to the brunette.

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try

Rachel joined in with Sam as they sang the next piece.

Something inside this heart has died,

Quinn and Kurt walked over to join the duo. Everyone stood close together as they all finished the song as a group.

You're in ruins

One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns (21 Guns)
Throw up your arms into the sky

You and I

Once the song was over everyone started hugging each other and congratulating the other on their performances. All the glee kids and judges stood up clapping enthusiastically except for Santana who looked irritated.

It took a while for the clapping to end, but when it did Mr. Schue said something that got them to start all over again. "This is how a glee club performs!" When the clapping died down Mr. Schue continued. "Quinn I don't know what you did but that was the best performance I've seen in glee club in a long time. I can't believe you pulled this off in five days!"

Quinn was practically glowing, they actually pulled it off. She was so proud of everyone. "Thanks Mr. Schue. I really should thank my teammates for making this performance as amazing as it was."

Mr. Schue was actually surprised that Quinn would thank her team members especially since one of her team members is one Rachel Berry. "So then Sam tell me how it was working in the group with Quinn in charge?"

Sam clapped a hand on the blondes shoulder, he was still on an adrenaline high. "She was great Mr. Schue. She listened to what everyone had to say, actually took our advice, and kept us focused on the task at hand."

"Kurt do you have any imput?"

"She was an excellant leader." Kurt stated as he held Rachel's hand, swinging it back and forth in his excitement.

"Rachel what do you have to say?"

Rachel beamed at Quinn before he acknowledged her teacher. "Quinn really was a great leader this week. She took all our ideas and criticisms with an open mind without outright saying no."

The spanish teacher looked at his fellow judges who each nodded in approvement. "Well I'm not going to drag this out anymore than I have to. Quinn your team wins." Everyone on stage started jumping around and shouting in excitement. "On Monday I want to discuss song ideas with you four."

Finding an opportunity to outshine the others once again, Rachel broke away from the group hug. "Mr. Schue I already have some song suggestions that I could show you."

"Rachel he said next Monday take a break already." Sam told the shorter girl. It was like she was the energizer bunny and just kept going and going and going.

"I fell that we are in need of a celebration. Makeovers at my place." Kurt exclaimed to his teammates. "Of course only winners are allowed." He added to rub it in the other teams faces.

Everyone agreed on the party but no makeovers. Kurt was a little disappointed that he couldn't show of his fashion sense but he got over it quickly.

Quinn, Rachel, Kurt and Sam were sitting around the Hummel living room. They were all having a good time just joking around and laughing. Still it was hard to believe that all their hard work paid off, but if they were going to be honest they really didn't have that much competition.

Suddenly the cheerios cell phone went off distracting her from one of Sam's story of his old school. She sighed when she saw it was a text from her mother. 'Quinnie I'm going to be working late tonight so if you want to invite a friend over then thats fine. Oh you should invite Rachel she seemed to have fun at our house last night. Bye ; )' This was starting to get ridiculous.

"Quinn who's texting you?" Rachel asked curiously looking over the blondes shoulder.

Quickly she sent a reply to her mom and shoved her phone in her pocket. "Oh nothing just my mom telling me that she's working late tonight." 'No way in hell I'm ever telling her what she's really up to.'

That seemed to start Rachel on a whole new topic. "I must say that your mother is so nice. The whole night she seemed so interested in everything that I had to say. She didn't zone out for one second."

'That's because she's trying to figure out if your worthy of me. God that sounds so weird.' Quinn smiled lightly at the brunette. "She's always been a very good listener."

"I always found that listening is such a great quality in a person."

Wanting to rock the boat Kurt decided to make his presence known. "So is Finn a good listener then?"

Rachel scrunched her nose as she thought of the best response to his question. "Finn can be when we talk about certian things that he can understand. For instance he can go on for hours on football, but seems to almost fall asleep whenever I talk about broadway." That was one thing that really got on her nerves about her boyfriend. He never seemed to be truely interested in anything that she liked. He couldn't even fake it like she did when he talked about football.

"Well that doesn't seem very fair at all." Kurt commented, knowing full well how screwy that relationship was. 'This is my chance to get them to be friends.' "Quinn," Said blonde looked up at the boy with an arched eyebrow. Oh she knew he was up to something. "Don't you think its rude that Finn doesn't listen to Rachel when she talks about broadway."

'Since she goes on about it for hours on end I would have to say I feel sorry for Finn.' Quinn didn't dare voice her opinions outloud for fear of causing a diva world war. "It's none of my business."

"Oh come on Quinn surely you must have an opinion."

She really didn't want to say the wrong thing and offend the brunette because she really was overly sensitive when it came to Finn. Glancing around the room she tried to find a way out. Her eyes settled on the clock hanging on the wall. "Oh look at the time I should be going."

Kurt glared at the blondes escape route. "Really so soon. It's only a quarter after six."

"Sorry I have a lot of homework to do." She stood up and grabbed her cheerios bag.

"On a Friday night."

"Oh you know me I don't want to wait till the last minute." She put on her varsity jacket and slipped her shoes on before heading towards the door.

A voice stopped her from getting any closer. "Quinn is it alright if I ask you for a ride home." Rachel nervously asked afraid of her saying something mean.

"No I don't mind, but hurry it up." She looked at Sam, who remained out of the discussion to save his hide. "Do you need a ride home?"

Sam glanced at Kurt for a second then he turned back to Quinn. "No I promised Kurt that I would help him with his science homework."

"But you have a D in science." She should know. They both had the class together and he always copied off her.

"Did I say science I actually meant english. We have that substitute who gave us this singing assignment. I have to help Kurt pick a song."

Quinn was not stupid she knew what they were up to. 'Fine if they're going to be like that then I might as well try to make amends.'

When Rachel finished gathering her things, both girls said goodbye to the boys and left the house. Sam took a deep breathe and laid on his back. "She better try to befriend her. I don't know how many chances we're going to give her before Rachel starts to act suspicious."

A piece of hair fell out of place on Kurts head. He quickly fixed it, grabbed the remote and turned on the tv. "If she doesn't do something tonight then I'm going to cut her." At Sam's alarmed look the boy went on. "I'm kidding. It was a joke to break the mood. You really can't take a joke very well."

Sam shrugged his shoulders and got into a sitting position again. "I guess not." There was a long pause before the blonde decided to ask the petite boy a question. "Do you think I look like Macaulay Culkin?"

Kurt gave him a strange look, choosing not to reply.

The drive to Rachels house could only be described as one word. Awkward. The blonde felt that having the discussion that she was going to have with the brunette in her car just didn't feel right. On her part, Rachel remained silent through the whole ride and kept looking out the passenger window.

Finally after what seemed like hours, but in reality was only ten minutes at the most, they pulled into the Berry driveway. All the lights were off which probably meant that neither Berry man was home.

Rachel unbuckled her seatbelt as Quinn put the car in park. She turned to smile at the blonde. "Thank you for the ride Quinn. It was very nice of you."

"Eh, it was no problem really." She grinned back at the diva, hoping that she would invite her inside. "Your lights are off. I'm guessing your dads aren't home."

"Every Friday night is date night so they won't be back until much later." She explained grabbing her purse from off the floor. 'Maybe this is my chance to see if she's really changed.' "Umm...do you want to come inside for awhile?" She closed her eyes waiting for an onslaught of insults that she was sure Quinn was going to fire at her, but she was rather surprised by her answer.

"Sure." She unbuckled her own seat beat and shut off her car.

Disbelief crossed the shorter girls face as she stared at her. "Really?"

"It would be rude to turn you down since we're both not doing anything important tonight."

"O..of course." She cursed herself for her stuttering. "Shall we." They got out of the car and made their way to the front door. Rachel had to dig into her purse to find the house key, but after a few minutes she finally found them and unlocked the door.

The brunette flicked the light switch on, making both girls squint their eyes to get used to the light. Walking into the kitchen, Rachel dropped her purse on the kitchen table and went over to the frige. "Quinn would you like anything to eat or drink?"

"No thank you." She called back. She walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Looking around she noticed that their was a lot of pictures of Rachel. It was like she covered every inch of the walls.

Rachel walked into room with a water bottle in her hand. Seeming to notice what Quinn was looking at she went to explain herself as she sat down next to the girl. "My daddy loves to take pictures whenever he can. His favorite thing to that pictures of is me." She didn't want to tell her about the Rachel Berry shrine in the basement, afraid that she will think that her family is weird.

"That explains a lot. At least your Dads aren't obessed with soap opreas. I have to watch them everyday I come home and my mom has the day off." She watched as she made the other girl laugh relieving a little bit of the tension that they had in the car.

The laughter died down as Rachel became more serious. "Quinn you really are lucky to have a mother as great as yours. She seems to really care about you."

'Maybe a little bit too much.' She thought to herself. Knowing where this conversation was heading Quinn tried to bring her away from the topic of her birth mother. "Judging by all these pictures on the wall I can tell that your Dads really care about you too."

Unshed tears swam in her chocolate eyes as she gave her a watery smile. "Thank you Quinn. You've been very kind to me this week."

This was the perfect opening to start talking about what she wanted to talk about. "Your probably wondering why I've suddenly did a complete 180 on my attitude towards you."

"I wasn't going to bring this up until I absolutely had to, but one does wonder why you went from ignoring me this year to being almost friendly when you have no reason to be." Rachel explained to the blonde turning on the couch so that she could have a better look at her face.

Pain flashed in her hazel eyes making her wonder what exactly she was thinking. Quinn took a shaky breathe and looked her right in the eyes. "I'll be the first one to tell you that I'm not proud of the person that I was last year. I was so cruel to you and you didn't deserve it."

That's when Rachel felt that it was right to stick up for the other girl. "Not really. I was trying to steal your boyfriend and I told said boyfriend that he wasn't your babies father. I wasn't innocent."

'Damn she's going to make this too easy.' "That's beside the point. What I did to you was so uncalled for and I know that I don't deserve it but I want to ask for your forgiveness and hopefully your offer still stands about us being friends." Quinn honestly felt awful for every little thing that she has done to Rachel and she hopes that she can see just how sorry she was.

Rachel looked her straight in the eye not really believing what she was hearing. Quinn Fabray just asked for your forgiveness? Quinn Fabray was sorry? On top of that she wanted to be friends with her? It felt like she was in a dream right now. 'But I can tell that she is really sincere. How do I know that this isn't a trap? This is Quinn were talking about.'

"How do I know that I can trust you? That this isn't just some plan to hurt me." Rachel calmly asked watching as another flash of pain shone in her eyes. 'I think she really means it.'

She knew that it was foolish of her to think that Rachel wouldn't have doubts about her, but it still didn't stop the stab of pain that went through her heart. In order for her to truely trust her she hard to lay it all on the line. "The only reason that your going to trust me is if I put my trust in you first."

"How are you going to do that?"

"By telling you my biggest secret."

Now she caught her attention. What secret did Quinn have that she didn't want to share with anyone else? The only thing that she can come up with is the baby but everyone already knew about that one.

Quinn took a deep breathe, preparing herself for saying what she was going to say. "The only people that know this is my mom, Kurt and Sam so it's a pretty well kept secret." She was willing herself to just come out and say it but it seemed like she lost the ability to. "Wow this is really hard." She muttered but Rachel heard her loud and clear.

Reaching over to her, the brunette placed a hand on Quinn's knee and smiled encouraging at her. "Don't worry it's just me. You can trust me."

That seemed to be the push that Quinn needed because she closed her eyes and said. "I'm gay." Her eyes were still shut as she waited for Rachel to say something, but after a few minutes and still no response from her Quinn slowly opened her eyes.

Rachel literally looked like a fish out of water with the expression on her face. She looked absolutely godsmacked. She wasn't expecting that kind of a reaction. "Uh...say something." She didn't want to come across as vulerable but she couldn't help it.

Suddenly out of nowhere Rachel started laughing hysterically. Now this really wasn't the reaction she was looking for. Laughter continued to emerge from the divas body as Quinn started to feel more and more hurt. It felt like she was laughing at her.

"Qu...Quinn...th...at...was a...g..good one...you...r...r...really...had me...go...ing." Rachel gasped out, but when she heard no laughter coming from the blonde she looked at her. Once she saw the saddened expression on her face, she realized that she was telling her the truth. "Oh god your serious. And I laughed at you. Oh god. Quinn I'm so sorry I thought you were joking."

"Well I wasn't was I." Quinn retorted angerly. Really she was supposed to be understanding of this kind of thing not laugh in her face.

"I'm so sorry. I never would have laughed if I thought you were serious, but hear me out. I never in my wildest dreams would think that you would be gay." Well it did explain her strange behavior when Santana's group performed.

She knew it was going to be hard for people to believe her, but she still was a little ticked. One doesn't expect to get laughed at when they tell someone a very personal secret. "It's okay I know that its a hard thing to grasp."

"Your really telling the truth then. You are gay." It was so strange to hear that coming out of someone elses mouth especially Rachels. "And only your mom, Kurt and Sam know. So then that means that you and Sam are..."

"Broken up. Yes." When she gave her a look of confusion Quinn explained. "Remember that day when you and Kurt waited forever for Sam and I to get there?" At her nod of recognition she went on. "I was telling him the truth and he understood where I was coming from. I think that we're better friends because of it."

"How did Kurt find out?"

"I told him. He was feeling really down in the dumps last week because of all the bullying so I told him that he wasn't alone." Quinn was trying to sum it up the best that she could. Kurt still didn't want to mention all the bullying that Karofsky was doing to him and she respected his descision as his friend. Didn't mean that she had to like it.

The brunette actually looked impressed. "That was a really brave thing that you did."

She waved off her comment because she really didn't think that she was brave at all. "Not really. Kurts the brave one, he's out in open while I'm still in hiding. I don't plan on going public anytime soon."

"Your wrong you know." Rachel felt like it needed to be said. 'Kurt was right Quinn really has changed. I can see it now from just looking in her eyes. She's not as guarded.' "You're forgiven by the way." Out of nowhere Quinn pulled her into a warm embrace before pulling away with a huge smile. 'I could really like this side of her.'

"Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." They smiled at each other again. "Does that mean we're friends now?"

"Yes." Catching her off guard again, Quinn pulled her into another hug. "That doesn't mean that you have my trust." They were still holding onto each other when Rachel whispered gently into the blondes ear. "But thank you for putting your trust in me."

There were no words to describe how happy Quinn felt in this moment. Sure Rachel didn't trust her yet, but that comes with time. The fact that she wanted to be friends was enough to make her jump around in pure joy. She vowed to herself that she will be the best friend that she ever had.

After a while they pulled away from the hug, but both still had huge grins adorning their features. "We have a lot to talk about." Rachel stated and talked they did.

Quinn told her everything that she could about how she came to accept herself as a lesbian. Then they talked about their parents and their crazy antics. They finished off with promises of their new found friendship.

When Quinn left Rachels house a little after nine she didn't know if she could be any happier. Not only did her mom support her but now she was slowly earning friends who supported her as well. She just hopes that she can help them in return with their problems like they've helped her so far.

(A/N Thats the end of chapter 3. Wow this was a lot longer than I planned for it to be, but I wanted to make it up to you guys for taking so long to update. Hopefully the next time I update won't be another 2 and half months. Tell me what you thought of the chapter because I love your reviews so very much. The songs I used were: "California" By: Hollywood Undead, "Buttons" By: The Pussycat Dolls, and "21 Guns" By: Green Day and the Cast of American Idiot. Till next time loves.)