A.N. Okay, first let me just say holy crap! You guys and the reviews! Awesome! I'm really glad to get such a positive response to this story and it's been on my mind for the last three days working out details and such. I should also point out that if you have any ideas or suggestions or anything you'd like to see in this one please drop me a note and I'll see what I can do!

Enjoy!

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"Hey, Rach," Quinn greeted with a smile the next morning. She leaned against the locker next to the diva's.

Rachel looked at her, confusion etching across her features. She glanced down the hallway to her left then her right to see who was watching for what was surely a set up for some plan to humiliate her. "Hi, Quinn."

Quinn seemed to understand what she had been doing and she laughed. "Relax. I come in peace."

Rachel smiled a little at that, but her eyes still looked hesitant. "What can I do for you?"

"Nothing." Quinn shook her head, a tiny smile still on her lips. "I just wanted to say that I like the skirt you're wearing today. I wish I had legs like yours."

Rachel stood completely dumbfounded. Quinn was complimenting her. Not just her wardrobe, but her body.

It was weird.

"Uh, thank you," Rachel replied after a stunned moment of silence. "I pride myself on keeping up a rigorous workout routine every morning before school."

Quinn swept her eyes over Rachel's form from head to toe and nodded. "I can tell."

Rachel had seen that look before. When Britney Spears had practically taken over glee club that week. When she'd walked down the hall in that schoolgirl outfit she had seen several people looking at her the way Quinn was that moment.

It was pure want.

Rachel swallowed hard, her heart thundering in her chest. For once in her life she was rendered speechless.

Quinn laughed again and dropped a gentle hand to her forearm. "I'll see you later."

Rachel nodded, still unable to think.

"Karofsky!" Santana's voice bellowed down the hall, scaring Rachel and causing the huge jock to halt. He turned and she was stalking his way, Brittany trailing behind her. "What the hell do you think you're you doing?"

He pointed to Rachel. "Loser. Slushie."

Santana scowled at him and tipped the cup into his face before he could even register what had happened. She grinned when he sputtered.

"What the hell!" he roared, his face turning bright red.

Santana cocked her hip and crossed her arms, nodding her head in Rachel's direction. "She's off limits." She looked up and down the hall, pointing to Rachel and addressed the student body, all of them watching at this point. "Hear me? Rachel is off limits from now on. You mess with her, you mess with me."

Karofsky huffed something under his breath and stalked off to clean himself off.

Rachel was left open-mouthed in the hall, staring at Santana and wondering what the hell was going on.

Santana met her eyes and winked, a grin on her face. "Hey, Rach. You killed the mash up yesterday by the way." She tugged Brittany away before Rachel could respond.

"Totally," Brittany agreed with a wave as she was pulled down the hallway.

"Hey, Rach," Finn greeted as he appeared at her side.

She blinked, a bewildered smile on her lips when she met his eyes. "Hi." She kissed him and waited. She waited for him to compliment her like Quinn had. Certainly if someone like Quinn, who didn't really even like her, could compliment her, Finn would too. Right?

He didn't.

Instead he started rambling on about what was on the lunch menu in the cafeteria.

"Nice poodle sweater," a cheerleader sneered as she passed Rachel, causing the diva to frown. But she waited again. She waited for Finn to defend her like Santana had.

He didn't.

Instead he continued his rant about lunch and about Beiste and Sam dating Quinn and a bunch of other nonsense.

Rachel frowned. The two most popular girls in school had complimented her and stuck up for her and her own boyfriend hadn't.

She deflated a little and grabbed her books, slamming her locker and walking away.

Finn didn't even notice.

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A.N. I know it was super short, but I wanted to get a bit of a follow up chapter up quicker. Next chapter should be some Quinn/Rachel and then some Santana/Rachel in the following chapter. Thanks for reading! And again if you have any suggestions, things like Quinn and Santana competing over something to prove to Rachel they've changed or they like her best – even if it's trivial – I'd love to hear your ideas and thoughts!