A/N This is the same day but not from Rachel's POV. Hope you enjoy!

RIIINNNNGGGG!

The alarm blared to life rudely at 6am sharp. A groan of annoyance was made from under the blankets as a hand shot out searching for the device. When the hand failed in it's mission to silence the guilty alarm, the owner proceeded to retract the limb and hide in the mess of sheets to escape having to rise for school.

"Quinn Fabray, shut that thing up before you wake the whole neighbourhood!" The blonde ignored the words, pretending to be asleep until the sheets were pulled back to reveal a very mad Judy Fabray still in her nightgown and tangled hair. The older woman, pointed to the bathroom door and turned the alarm off, much to Quinn's relief, before she exited the room.

Quinn flopped back onto the bed and sighed heavily, rubbing her aching head. She was exhausted. She had barely slept the night before, if at all, her thoughts lingering with a certain small brunette. She had noticed something strange about the girl lately but she just couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

As she walked towards her locker, Quinn immediately spied Rachel walking down the hallway towards her. She seemed to be in a daze as wandered to her first lesson of the day and Quinn couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with the normally focused and overly enthusiastic brunette.

Later that day...

Quinn was rushing out of her last lesson and hurrying to her locker. Her books were nearly about to topple out of her arms and she knew she was going to be late for glee. As she unloaded all her books, she ran down the hallway towards the choir room but stopped when she saw David Karofsky walking in the opposite direction, slushie cup in hand, eyes narrowed determinedly at the small figure standing at the door of the choir room.

Before she could register what was about to happen, the cold liquid made contact with Rachel's face and it began to soak through her sweater. The blonde stared helplessly as a crowd gathered around the other girl and laughter echoed through the hallway.

Quinn fully expected the brunette to hold her head high and gracefully hurry to the nearest toilet but was given an unwelcome surprise as she saw Rachel's face crumple and the slightest bit of barely noticeable tears fall from her eyes. Her heart clenched painfully as the diva lowered her head, dashing through the crowd to the bathroom.

The crowd quickly dispersed and when the coast was clear, she hurried to the toilet door only to find it locked. Placing her ear to the wood, she heard a loud bang followed by heart wrenching sobs. Needless to say, she was scared as to what was going on inside the bathroom.

"Mr Schue! Mr Schue!" Quinn called out as she noticed the spanish teacher making his way towards the choir room. "Mr Schue, Rachel got slushied just now and I heard her crying inside! The door's locked and-" Suddenly, a scream ripped from the toilet and both easily recognised it as Rachel's.

"Okay, Quinn, I'll handle it. Thanks, go for glee, I'll be there soon." Quinn turned and made her way to the choir room but didn't go in until she heard Rachel assuring Mr Schue that she was fine.

She waited impatiently for the brunette and was horrified as she walked in looking almost worse than she had earlier. Her eyes were red and swollen with dark bags under them, her sweater was still stained, her hair was clumped together with dried slushie and she was visibly shivering as she took her seat far away from everyone else.

Quinn wasn't paying attention as Mr Schue began to speak, instead finding her attention drawn to Rachel who spoke before slumping back in her seat. She watched Rachel's emotionless face and distant eyes.

She was worried. The girl's eyes were usually warm and expressive but now they were cold, hard and dull. Quinn remembered that she used to almost be able to see Rachel's soul through her eyes and felt bad for ever relishing in seeing pain and fear in them. The diva's face was pale and her lips were stretched in a thin line, she was no longer that natural tan colour that Quinn had always admired and her ever present beam was absent. Something was wrong and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

When glee was dismissed, she stayed silent in her seat until Rachel finally stood up and dragged her feet out the door. Taking her time to gather her things, Quinn pondered over her thoughts. Why was she so concerned about Rachel? Maybe it's because she noticed how bullying had affected Kurt. His life had been made so miserable that he had almost transferred. At least he has friends, Rachel doesn't have a soul to turn to, Quinn thought sadly. She didn't know when she had grown a heart but now it wouldn't stop hurting as she remembered the diva's face when she was hit with the slushie square in the face.

She shook her head as she wandered out of McKinley High School and entered her car. She started it and drove until she came to a medium sized house with white walls, wooden doors and a small garden. She felt like slapping herself, she had unconsciously driven to Rachel's house.

It looked like the epitome of perfect. A perfect house where a perfect family would stay. It looked too perfect for Quinn's liking, too much like her own house.

Sighing, she decided that she may as well check up on the brunette and slowly made her way out of the car. She nervously exhaled a shaky breath as she stopped at the front door, raising her fist to knock on the door. She hesitated. What if one of her dads answers the door? She's probabaly told them what I've done. Worse, what if she thinks this is just some ploy to humiliate her? No, I have to think this through. How can I make her see that I really want to help her?

She was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard faint yelling from within the pristine walls. Quinn pulled her raised fist back to her side and turned around. She felt like kicking herself as she got back into her car and left. She couldn't believe her cowardice. Something was going on with the small brunette and she was going to help her. She just needed time.

A/N I want to thank the three people who reviewed the last chapter, hope I'll get more this time! Let me know what you thought of this. Kurt will be involved later.

Ps. I'll be going to LA for 2 weeks so I won't be able to update then but I'll see if I can get one out before I leave. Can't believe I'm finally going to see what America looks like! If only Glee Live was still there.