I feel something different about today, I feel different today. The words floated around Rachel's head every second as she walked down the hallway, books tightly pressed to her chest. But why? Nothing happened that could change me, change my ways. Suddenly Rachel remembered the dinner and movies she had with a certain blonde yesterday and caught herself smiling thinking about the smiles, laughter and how they were so close. It was like fate, soon as those memories appeared, Quinn passed by her giving Rachel that beautiful smile. The brunette of course reattributed the action, but her smile was wiped off her face when she felt a cold slushy drip down her face.
Not my new sweater! Was the only thing her thoughts let her process. Then she heard something that surprised her, she would look but her eyes were burning with syrup.
"What the HELL Azeem O!" Quinn? Yea that was definitely Quinn, I could tell that was her from her shouting voice, that voice would make a teenager cry if it said the right words. But why was she defending me?
"Ha Glee Club losers" The football player high-fived one of his friends and left.
The brunette felt someone grab her hand and guide her to the bathroom. The mystery person didn't say anything and Rachel couldn't really see anything since she was trying to avoid opening her eyes, the brunette suddenly felt someone gently apply a moist tissue to her eyes.
"Quinn?" The brunette faintly called out.
"Shh, be quiet Berry, I'm trying to clean you up here" That was all it took for the brunette to shut up, but she didn't give up. Rachel reached for Quinn's hand and brought it down.
"Thank you Quinn, but I think I can clean myself up, I'm kind of familiarized with the situation." Rachel noticed she was still holding Quinn's hand and softly let go. She noticed the blonde frown slightly from the denial so she quickly added "I'm grateful but you never really helped me before." Great, that made things better, way to go Rachel!. The brunette thought sarcastically.
"I'm not a monster Berry, it felt wrong to leave you there standing dripping in slushy after yesterday. Now do you want my help or not?" Quinn found herself saying those words without putting any thoughts to it, every time she had to be this intimidating bitch, Rachel didn't deserve that.
Before Rachel could answer the school bell rang, and once again they were interrupted by the school bell signaling the classes had started. Quinn frowned , opening her mouth to offer help once again, she was quickly cut off by Rachel lifting up her hand looking shyly to the ground. Then when she finally looked up, brown eyes met hazel eyes that looked so majestic, Rachel felt like she could look into those eyes all day.
"It's okay Quinn, you can go. Since you're the head cheerio you need your perfect attendance...But thank you for helping me." Before Quinn replied, Rachel gave her a kiss on the cheek.
What the barbara was that?! I didn't mean to do that, oh my God what the hell seriously. The brunette went back to how they were standing, suddenly finding immense interest on the bathroom floor.
Did Rachel just kiss me on the cheek? She did. Look at her being all shy now, adorable. Quinn smiled subconsciously blushing a bit. "No more arguments from me, goodbye berr- Rachel" Quinn said adding a slight smirk at the end. The change of names didn't go unnoticed by the small brunette, she smiled watching Quinn go through the door.
"If I say I'm going to mexico, will I use Por or Para?" Quinn heard ask the class, but she wasn't really paying attention, seeing reminded her of glee therefore reminded her of Rachel, her eyes roamed around the room catching the small brunettes hair from a back view. Seeing Rachel reminded her of that kiss in the bathroom...On the cheek of course. It was such a small gesture, but quite intimate in a certain way. Quinn caught herself smiling at that.
After glee club practice today, I don't really have anything to do... My homework is pretty much covered and Santana is going to Britts place, I don't wanna be there when things get a little bit too friendly. I wonder what Rachels doing today, it was really nice hanging out with her, it felt different. But why am I being so nice to her all of a sudden? My reputation isn't at risk anymore since I'm not part of the cheerios so I can be friends with her right?
"What do you think Quinn? Are you okay with the paring?" The blondes thoughts were interrupted, she didn't want to leave an impression that she wasn't paying attention, so the blonde merely nodded.
"Okay then, I'll expect the assignment next thursday on my desk, class dismissed" Before he could say the last word half of the students were already out the door, expect one peculiar brunette. Of course it was Rachel. As if Rachel was reading Quinn's mind, she was practically skipping towards Quinn, she was wearing somewhat of a short skirt, showing her tan legs. Those legs are just ...Stop it with the legs thing Quinn, it's weird. The blonde internally told herself
"So where are we going to do it? My house or Your house?" Rachel implied smiling.
Quinn felt the urge of coughing at the double meaning "Excuse me?" was all that came out
"The project, the one Mr. Schuester was telling the class five minutes ago." Rachel said making a head motion that was stating the word "obviously"
"Oh...Uh well, I went to your house last time so it's only right if we went to mine to do it." Quinn shook her head a bit before correcting "The project I mean." What the hell was going on with me?
Rachel laughed at Quinn's weird reaction "Is everything alright Quinn? You seem a little off today."
"I'm fine, just a little tired...Want to walk with me to glee practice?" The smile on Rachel's face grew wider as she nodded. Quinn offered her arm so Rachel would put hers through it, she did exactly that.
She smells really nice today. The perfume she's wearing, can't seem to make it out but, it's wonderful and unique. Rachel noted to herself while walking down the hall next to Quinn.
Strawberries, she smells like strawberries, how ironic is that? Quinn shook her head with a smile looking at Rachel.
"What?" The brunette bluntly asked.
"You smell like strawberries, and you last name is berry. That's kind of funny" You're not supposed to say things like that Quinn, just smell her perfume in silence.
Yea because that's more normal.
"Do you like Strawberries?" Rachel looked at Quinn as she asked that.
"There my favorite kind of Berries." The blonde shrugged.
"After me of course, we both know I'm your favorite Berry" Rachel joked around smirking. Quinn lifted her head up laughing, then looked back at Rachel who was laughing equally. Once again their eyes met one another, the laughing started to slowly faint away leaving only goofy smiles on their faces. It wasn't weird at all, just looking into each others eyes, it felt warm. Quinn was pretty sure it had passed 5 minutes and they were still like that, but she didn't really care.
Rachel was about to say something when Santana sneaked up behind them whispering "Stop making out with Berry Q, glee is about to start, lez go." Santana pulled Quinn, who pulled Rachel, getting inside the classroom.
They all took a seat next to each other, Rachel beside Quinn and Quinn beside Santana, who kept scoffing at Brittany kissing Artie.
"Alright class, so you guys have been working so hard that I decided to give you a little break, just going to give you an assignment for the week and you guys can chit-chat." Mr. Schue said smiling. "So lately I've noticed tension between some of you which gave me the idea of this weeks homework. I want you to sing what you can't say for someone in here, alleviate some of the tension. Hopefully the person you want to sing it to, gets the message." He laughed awkwardly rubbing his hands on the side of his pants. "Okay! Since I can't dismiss you for another 10 minutes, have a little talk with your friends."
"He seems eager to leave." Santana whispered to Quinn pointing out while eyeing Mr. Shue. "But lets get back to whats really important. Since when are you gay?" Quinn choked with her own breath looking shocked at Santana, everyone was looking at her now, even Rachel. Quinn harshly whispered back "I'm not gay Santana. Where the hell did that come from?"
"Oh please Q, I could smell your panties wet for some berry juice from the end of the hallway. I'm a judgemental bitch and a closeted lesbian, ergo I have a awesome gaydar." Santana affirmed
"I don't know what your talking about, Rachel and I are becoming friends, shes coming over my house today to do a spanish project." Quinn said slightly looking around to see if anyone was paying attention, but no one was. Rachel was talking to Finn, Kurt, Tina and Mercedes.
"Thats what you youngsters call it nowadays? To do spanish projects?" She commented smirking at the blush that was creeping up on Quinn's face "Don't tell me you didn't think about pushing her on your bed, take her clothes off and just fuc-"
"Shut up!" Quinn half yelled, getting everyone's attention now, including Mr. Schue but she just smiled and waved like everything was fine. He went back to his papers, but the students were still looking at them intently.
"Geez Q, don't needs to get all hot and bothered. But use protection okay?" That made everyone turn to Quinn widening their eyes, the blondes cheeks looked like they were going to bleed out form the profound blushing.
"Mr. Schue? Can I leave now? I kind of need to do some important things at home. Oh and Rachel is coming with me." That made the heads turn back to Rachel.
"This day cannot get weirder." Tina said out of the blue.
"Um sure Quinn, see you next week." He smiled at both of them, going back to his papers.
"Come on Rachel." She hissed a little bit looking towards Santana, who was full time smirking.
They walked side by side down the empty hallway in silence until Rachel broke it, I know, shocker.
"What was that all about in glee? You know, screaming at Santana to shut up...and her telling you to use protection." Rachel mumbled quietly the last few words looking at the lockers.
"Santana's a bitch all the time, but she crossed the line today, I got pissed off and told her to shut it." Quinn said calmly, almost at a state of grace. "The protection thing was Santana being Santana." The blonde said rolling her eyes a bit.
They reached the parking lot after walking a few minutes, making small talk along the way.
"So my car or your car?" Rachel bit her bottom lip looking at Quinn.
Oh God, don't do that Berry. You'll just make me want to lean forward and - Stop it right there Quinn Fabray, you are not gay!
"We can take my car, I'll pick you up tomorrow for school, if thats okay?" She asked subsiding her hopeful tone.
"I would love that." The small brunette smiled taking Quinn's arm and walking towards the car.
A/N: I tried to make a long chapter because you guys deserve it. Sorry for any mistakes
Special thanks to who followed and favorited! It means a lot and keeps me going. Next chapter: Faberry at Fabray house :3
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