A/N:Ok, confession time. I have a ulterior motive in posting this. I have a speech due in less than a week and I don't have a topic or anything!!! We have to do it on social justice, which is basically anything to do with saving the world. If anyone has ANY ideas can you please mention in a review or PM or something? PLEASE!!!!! I'm really desparate!!!

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Two Girls, The Soup Kitchen and a Fashion Crisis

Rachel's POV:

'Oh my gosh!' I thought sadly. 'How is it possible for a future star to be having a fashion crisis?' I mean, I knew I wanted to look good for the party tonight so I set aside an hour to find the perfect outfit and perfect my make-up and hairstyle. I just never realized it would be so hard!

Reluctantly, I picked up my phone and scrolled down to my contacts. Looking down at the number, I grimaced then pressed call. "Hello?" I heard a voice say from the other end of the line.

"Hi Quinn!" I said as I forced myself to sound enthusiastic.

"What do you want?" she asked bitterly.

"Well I was just wondering where you were."

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Really Quinn, I see no reason for you to me so mad at me. I did nothing wrong by inquiring your whereabouts. Like it or not, I want to be your friend because, as I've said before, you have nothing left but Glee. And as harsh as it sounds, you're going to need friends to get you through this. So I'm sorry if I----"

"Alright" she said as she cut me off in mid sentence. "I'm at the soup kitchen, happy?"

I took a minute to process that. It explained why I could hear people shouting in the background but why would she be at the soup kitchen?

"Finn kicked me out." She said, answering my unspoken question. "Do you really think he would let me stay with him after he found out that the baby isn't his?"

"Oh," I answered. My mind had gone blank for a second as she told me that she wasn't living with Finn anymore. I knew I should have been feeling sorry for her but truthfully all I could think about was the fact that Finn was single.

"Hold on," I said, making a choice. "I'll be there in a second."

"Huh? What are you talking about---?" she asked surprised.

I cut her off by closing my cell phone. Fighting back the urge to just leave Quinn at the soup kitchen (she had been really mean to me) I flew down the stairs and ran into the living room. My dads were sitting there, reading and listening to the radio. "Umm, Dad, Daddy?" I asked tentatively. They both stopped what they were doing and looked up at me. "I have a friend who's in a predicament." I paused and stared at their quizzical faces.

"What type of predicament?" Daddy asked.

"Well she's pregnant with a boy's baby. But she lied and said the baby was her boyfriend's when it's actually not. It's her boyfriend's best friend's baby. Then she told her parents and they kicked out and she's been living with her boyfriend. But her boyfriend found out the baby wasn't his and kicked her out and now she's at the soup kitchen. I was wondering if she could live here since she has nowhere to go and she doesn't want to go live with the other boy even though the other boy is perfectly willing to take care of them both." I blurted out.

I was speaking so quickly I doubt my dads heard anything I said. But they have been living with me for the past 16 years so I suppose they had adjusted to my manner of speaking.

My dads looked stunned by my speech but after a few moments, Dad spoke up. "Well sweetheart, if you really want your friend to stay here we welcome her with open arms, even if she is pregnant." He said slowly.

"I'm going to go get her now," I said briskly then turned around and made my way out of the house.

Quinn's POV

I stared down at the cell phone in my hands. When I first saw Rachel's number in the display I had thought about just letting it go to voice mail but I needed all the help I could get. That didn't stop me from hating her though, I know I told her that I wasn't mad at her for telling Finn about the baby. And I wasn't, I hated her because of the reason she had told Finn. She just wanted him to herself, and that's why she told him the truth. A voice in the back of my head told me that maybe I was just being threatened by her. Before Finn joined Glee, nobody even looked at her. But all of a sudden it seemed like Finn fell in love with her and now even Puck was staring at her.

'She probably isn't going to come get you.' I thought miserably. 'You made her life in high school living hell. She just hung up because she was tired of hearing you whine. Rachel's probably making out with Finn while sexting Puck in her living room right now.'

I decided to give up on the faint hope that I would be rescued from the soup kitchen and walked back to my table. I began daydreaming and I must have fell asleep or something because the next thing I hear was Rachel's sharp voice yelling at a woman for not telling her where I was. "You must keep a register or something. I'm completely appalled at the lack of service in this building. You, ma'am have a lot of nerve to be messing with me. One day, you are going to see my name in lights on Broadway and then you'll be sorry you ever decided to talk back to me" she shrieked. Then she pushed the door open and walked in to the room where everyone was eating. Every eye in the cafeteria was focused on her as she scanned the crowd. "Oh! Quinn there you are!" she smiled as she walked over to me. I blushed furiously as she walked over and grabbed my elbow, leading me out the door.

I kept my mouth shut as Rachel herded me over to her car. Secretly, I was glad that she had actually come to get me. Did this mean we were like friends or something? Well, whatever we were, I was happy that Rachel cared enough to make sure I wouldn't be homeless. Immersed in my thoughts, I didn't realize where we were until Rachel stopped the car. "Where are we?" I asked

"My house," she replied briskly.

She started to get out of the car but I grabbed her wrist. "Hey Rachel. I just want to say, um thanks for helping me out and everything. I don't get why you would even bother to be nice to me but thanks."

Rachel sighed sadly. "Quinn, I don't know if you've notice this but I don't exactly have many friends. Most of Glee hates me and no one else in the school even bothers looking at me. I know what it feels like to think that you're the only person in the world that can help you and that you don't have any friends, and I don't want anyone else to have to feel that way. I understand that helping you won't make us friends, but at least I tried."

"Wait," I called. "Everyone hates me right now, Britt and Santana won't even talk to me and everyone else looks like they're avoiding me. And I guess... I could use some friends right now." I admitted.

Rachel walked out of the car without saying anything. Silently, I grabbed my bag and followed her. She led me into the house and up the stairs to the guest room. Rachel's dads, Hiram and Leroy were waiting for me in upstairs. After a quick introduction I realized that Rachel had already told them all about my "situation". They were loving and welcoming and everything that I wanted a family to be like. Tears stung my eyes as I began to understand that even though Rachel had two days, they were more like a family than mine would ever be.

They all headed downstairs and left me alone in my new room. I felt the need to talk to someone so I headed next door to Rachel's room. She was sitting on her bed with her headphones in and she was completely immersed in a book. Feeling reckless, I jumped on her bed, startling her and took her headphones off her head. She smiled at my sudden outburst of friendship. I looked around her room and raised my eyebrows as I saw a heap of clothes lying around the floor of her closet. She blushed as I walked over and started looking at them.

"They're from earlier this morning." She said hastily "I had a bit of a... fashion crisis."

"Why?" I asked

Her face got even redder as she looked down at the floor and mumbled. "I was trying to find something to wear to Finn's party." I felt a stab of jealousy at her words. It was inevitable, she would have to hook up with Finn sometime. She looked up at me, her eyes wide. "No! I didn't mean it like that! It's just, this is my first high school party."

I felt pain again, but this time from guilt. This girl had never been to a high school party? "Well then," I announced, my eyes narrowing "we're just going to make sure that boys fall head over heels looking at you tonight, right?"

Rachel's POV:

"Well then," Quinn smirked "we're just going to make sure that boys fall head over heels looking at you tonight, right?"

My heart soared as she promised me a full make over then began to run over to my closet and pull out even more clothes. There was one boy I wanted to notice me tonight. I thought shyly. I closed my eyes and conjured up an image of him from the back of my mind. There he was, standing there with his hands stuffed in his pockets, his green eyes sparkling and his brown hair shaved into a mohawk.

A/N: I know! The last part is kind of bad, but I had to put in some Puck and Rachel action Please review!!!!!!!! I refuse to post unless I guess ten or more reviews. If you are currently reading this, or you're going to story alert it, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! One or two words are all I need, please!!! Reviews make me REALLY HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh and help me with a Speech Arts topic!!!! (read the authors note from the top of the page)