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Rachel just sat at the table, in her favorite restaurant, for 20 minutes trying to clear her thoughts. She didn't know what to do if it's possible that she sees the blonde next time. Maybe she can take Emily's advice and try small talk at first. She was scared of how the woman would react. Rachel can imagine how it must feels when a stranger comes up to you, and try to start conversation she didn't want to take part in. She would probably try to get out the converstation quickly and painlessly.
Her thoughts was inturrupted when she saw Tony made his way over where she sat.
"Hey Rach, are you okay?" asked Tony, who was secretly wacthing Rachel sit alone and do nothing.
"Oh hey, Tony. I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" asked Rachel confused.
"Good, well I was asking because you hadn't move in a while, and I thought I can check up on you and see what's on you mind."
"Oh it's nothing important. It's work stuff." lied Rachel quickly because she didn't wanted to discuss the blonde again. Then she stand up and grabbed her bag, and tried to leave. She was just in front of the door when Tony called her name.
"Hey Rachel, wait up!" Said Tony, jogging to where Rachel was.
"Yes?"
"Well, I-I wanted to-to ask you if maybe you would be kind...I mean not that you're not kind in general or anything, I was just-
"Relax Tony and tell me what you want. I don't bite" said Rachel smiling inside because she can imagine where this is going.
"Can-can you tell me please, is Emily seeing someone?" said Tony worriedly, he really like Emily, but he didn't had the courage to ask her out yet.
"Well well mister, you have to ask that question for yourself. And maybe soon, because she is a beautiful person and she wouldn't be on the market for very long if maybe she doesn't have a boyfriend" said Rachel smirking. She liked Tony, and she hoped that two of her friends can make each other happy.
She than turned and left the restaurant, leaving Tony with a small smile on his face.
When she stepped out the door, she realized how hot it was. She had a thin cardigan on herself, it covered her soulders, she was so warm that she almost ripped the cardigan of off her in hurry so she doesn't boil her own blood. She quickly looked around herself, noting that not many taxis were in sight. She decived that she can use the fresh air and turned to walk home.
She get the day off again exactly one week later. She had to lie to her director and tell him it was a family emergency, and she wanted to be with her family. She told him his dad hit his head and fainted when they were cleaning the house. She left out that little detail that all her family still lives in Lima, Ohio. He didn't need to know that.
When she woke up on that Wednesday, she was filled with excited/nervous energy. She get up from bed and quickly dressed in work-out clothes. She poped on her treadmill and she was so nervous she nearly run 5 miles. She was so out of breath, she had to sit for 1 hours straight to get her willpower back, and take a shower. She spent half an hour under the water to try and calm her rapidly beating heart.
After that she quickly got dressed and went into the kitchen to make herself breakfast. One thing you should know about Rachel, is that she can not live without coffee, not even a day. She usually drunk coffee three times a day, no matter what time or where she was. Her parents was so concerned about her health, they decided that whenever Rachel come visit them they would lower her caffeine dose as much as they possible. After much convencing Rachel agreed but only because she could tell her parents was really worried about her. But one time when she didn't drink coffe for 2 days straight that she got such a bad headache that she had to go to the hospital. She had to stay at the hospital for a day and they told her that she can't play with that kind of stuff, without consequences.
Her parents felt so bad, they apolgized through day and night but Rachel couldn't help herself and always tease them about it.
The first thing she did when she walk into the kitchen was making coffe. While she waited for her coffee, she opened her frigde and pulled out some fruits, some apple, some grapes. That pulled out a bowl and start to cut up the fruits. She was half way through it when her thought suddenly filled with the beautiful but mysterious girl, sitting there in the park, reading a book.
"Oww!"
She yelled suddenly and looked down to realized she cut herself, and the cut was pretty deep. She quickly put down the knife and started going through the cabinets looking for a bandaid. When she find it then she went to sink and put her finger under the tap to try and stop the bleeding. When she was satisfied that the bleeding has stoped, she wraped her finger up with the bandaid.
Shaking her head she grabbed the knife again and tried to make that damn salad. When the salad was done, she grabbed the plate and put it down on the table. Then she heard that the coffe maker is done with her mouth-watering coffe. She quickly poured out the coffe in her favorite mug it says "The best daughter in the whole wide world". She got it on her 16th birthday party, from her parents obliously that was the best part but the party was a total disaster.
First of all she didn't had many friends at that time but of course she could invite Kurt, Mercedes and Tina. She didn't wanted a big house party with people she doesn't know but she was really disappointed that she get to have that sweet sixteen experience. At that time she didn't have a driver license yet so she didn't got a car that she wanted. It was the perfect car, it was her favorite color red and it wasn't too small but it wasn't that big either so she could fit in it comfortably. She tried reason with her parents that she would soon have a driver license so it was in fact a waste of time and money to get her a car later.
Clearing her throat she finished breakfast, then she took the plates to the sink to wash and put away later. She looked at her watch to find that the time was 9:30 am which gave her exactly 1 hour to arrive to the park and try to find the girl. She really felt like a stalker, but she promised herself that she would find out why the girl cried that day.
So she begin to get ready, went to her bedroom and pulled a tank top and a skirt out from the closet and hurriedly put them on. Then she properly run to the door to be there in time to have a little time to call Emily and ask advice. She walked out the front door and checked if she didn't left something important in the apartman. She had her keys, her Iphone, her to do list and that's it, that's all she needed. She turned and lock the door, checked twice if is in fact locked.
She then begin her way down the steps and waved for the doorman, Fred and went out the main front door. She hailed a cab and told him the address. When they arrived, she started to walk to the place she last saw the blonde.
She just turned the corner when she saw her.
She was sitting in the exact same place she sat last time. She was wearing a long-sleeved top with a skin tight black wondered that if she wasn't hot, because she was in a summer appropriate outfit because it was really hot to be wearing jeans but the blonde was even more beautiful if that was even possible. Rachel quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Emily, while thinking 'Please answer,Emily answer right now.'
"Hey Rach, what's up?" fortunately Emily picked up the phone before it went to the voicemail.
"Oh thank god, Emily. I thought you wouldn't pick up" said Rachel relived she had someone to talk to.
"You know I always pick up for you. I was just in the shower, so what's up?"
"Oh Em, you have to help me, I'm in the Central Park right now."
"Okkkkaayyy?" said Emily confused.
"No, you don't understand, remember what we talk about exactly one week ago, in the restaurant, in our spot."
"Wait let me think...I think I remember what we talked about, we talked about Tony..."
"Aaannnddd...come on, Emily don't make me tell you right now I'm really freaking out"
"We talked about that girl that you saw...Oh. My. God. I remember now." said Emily realizing why her friend is freaking out in the middle of the Central Park.
"Yes, Emily please help me, what should I do?"
"How far away you are from her?"
"I can see her perfectly but not near enough for her to hear me."
"Okay, that's good. Listen Rachel, you gonna up to her and ask her if you can sit down next to her and pulled out something to read or look at and don't make a sound for about 5 minutes then and only then you can try to start a conversation with her. You understand?"
"Yes, but what should I start the conversation." when she begin thinking about topics that she can start something, she realized she didn't bring a book with her. She frantically looked around for some stand that selled magazines or news that she can read and don't look ridiculous while doing it. While she was sorting about her thoughts she realized Emily was still talking.
"...small talk, wheather, aske her how many times she comes here, ask her about her book if that's her favorite what she's reading right now or not."
"Okay, I can do that, I totally can." Rachel tried to give herself a peptalk while she thanked Emily for her advice and said goodbye.
When she hung up the phone took a deep breath and with a magzine that she just bought from a small shop, she begin to walk over the blonde.
'Here's comes nothing'.
When she walked over and clear her throat, the first thing she saw was breathtakingly beautiful hazel eyes looking directly into her soul. She was so elagant just sitting there with a book in her lap and looking up questioningly at her that Rachel couldn't such as breath let alone speak. But she had to try if she wanted to know the woman.
"I-I..."
But it wasn't that easy.
"Yes?" said the blone.
'Oh. My. God. Her voice was even more angelic than her looks' thought to herself Rachel still wondering how to speak.
"I-I wan-wanted you to ask if I can sit-sit here?" asked Rachel awkwardly trying to save herself from this maddness as much as possible.
"Sure" and with that the blone went back to her book and didn't looked at Rachel again.
'Of course she didn't look at you, you didn't aks her to marry you you idiot, she didn't have to look at you. You're a stranger.' thought Rachel sadly to herself. She didn't realized how long she was ust standing there when the lady suddenly looked up and started at Rachel.
"Didn't you wanted to sit down?"
"Oh, yeah, sure. Thanks" and with that Rachel quickly sat down not wanting to look like an idiot any longer than necessary.
"Okay." said the blonde so quietly that Rachel almost couldn't make it out what she said.
Rachel sneakingly checked her wrist watch to set the timer so that It could go off in 5 minutes, once done she put down her bag next to her leg, sit up straight and opened the magazine. She was so concentrate on the the blone sitting next to her that when the timer went off, It didn't make any sound just vibrant once but it was so suddenly that she almost jumped up from the bench. She tried to make it less noticing but she wasn't so lucky she realized that she was caught when the blonde quickly turned her head to her direction and stare at Rachel questioningly.
"Are you alright there?" asked the blonde.
"Umm, yeah yeah I'm fine. Thank you for asking." said Rachel blushing.
"Okay"
"Wait, I-I mean it just that I put a timer on my watch and when it went off I got frightened." Rachel said trying to save and keep the conversation going when she realized the blonde was about to stoped speaking and tried to go back to her book
"Oh, okay." said the blonde.
"I'm Rachel by the way." said Rachel with an outstretched hand toward the woman and hoping she can finally know her name.
"Ummm.." said the blonde hesitating about give away her name to a stranger.
Rachel seeing the wonan hesitating she tried to make the blonde less nervous. "You can trust me I'm not a serial killer I promise well I'm not anymore." said Rachel trying to make the converstion lighter and to make the blonde laugh.
It worked. Score.
Rachel just watched as the blonde let out an unbelievably cute little laugh, it wasn't that big full belly laugh but it was enough for now.
"My name is Quinn."
'Quinn' thought Rachel to herself 'can she be anymore perfect, her name was perfect along with her everything.
"It's very nice to meet you, Quinn" said Rachel still with her hand outstretched in front herself waiting for Quinn to place her hand into hers and shook it. She was wondering if her hands was as soft as they seemed to be.
"Likewise, Rachel" said Quinn while sheaking Rachel hand gently.
'Yep, it was really soft'
An awkward silent fall around them, they both trying to think something to keep the conversation going smoothly but little did Rachel know, Quinn was thinking the same thing. She never met someone like Rachel before, not that she know Rachel very well they just met after all but there was something about Rachel that pulled Quinn to her.
"You come here often?" asked finally Rachel.
"Really? That's the best you can come up with?" answered Quinn with a question with a smirk as clearly as a sun on her face. She wanted to mess with Rachel and see if she was going to stutter like the first time she asked Quinn if she can sit down.
"Wh-what? I-I di-didn't...
She totally did.
Quinn saved Rachel from embarrassing herself further with a full belly laugh that Rachel longed for. It didn't mean that she was happy about the way she did it.
"Quinn! I demand that you stop laughing this istant! That was pure evil I'm telling you..."
"Oh my god." beraly getting the words out she was laughing so hard. Well at least she got something out of teasing Rachel she find out she was a little bit of a drama queen.
"Why would you to that to someone!? I really thought I offended you with something."
"Why would I be offended, ha? You didn't say anything even remotely offensive."
"How can I know? I don't know anything about you how could I know what offence you and what not."
"Okay you're right. I'm sorry and I promise to never do something like that ever again."
"Thank you. But now you have to make it up to me." said Rachel with a little smug hint on her lips. She was enjoying this.
"Fine how can I make it up to you?"
"You can come and have a coffe with me sometime." said Rachel hoping she didn't came on a bit strong. She wanted to keep things playfully for now she didn't want to give up this smooth and teasing conversation with Quinn.
"Now or later, Miss..."
"It's Berry. Rachel Berry."
"Right, well I'm gonna ask again now or later, Miss Berry?"
Rachel was so thankful that Quinn could not see or hear as she suddenly begin screaming in her head, she was so happy. Quinn was flirting with her that was for sure! She could not get the words faster out her mouth.
"Now"