A/N: I do not own Glee.

Chapter 4 – Second Impressions

Quinn has a plan for today she is going to make today a productive one. She is going to finally talk to Puck. Then after that she is going to talk to Brittany and Santana because they both deserve that. Then she is not going to plot on anything concerning Rachel Berry. Quinn is not going to. She is not. It's going to be-

"Head Cheeerio Quinn Fabray have you heard! Puck-"

"Get out of here Jewfro!" The Latina yells dragging the red haired boy away.

"San!"

"What? He deserved it getting all up in my girls face." The Latina shrugs.

Quinn eyes go wide because she was pretty sure these two were mad at her and they weren't talking to her. She is also pretty sure that she was going to go up to them and tell her what she did. She was also going to tell them that she was going to try to better. Then maybe after all that they would give her they're answer. She wasn't expecting this.

"Guys? I thought You…"

The tall blonde smiles and wraps Quinn in a tight hug "Rach found us after practice once you left. She told us what you did and some of the things you said" Brittany squeezes tighter "Me and San love you Q we would never leave you, you just do stupid things sometimes."

"Britt…Can't…Breathe"

Brittany pulls away quickly "Sorry."

Santana scoffs and pulls the shorter blonde in a miniscule quick hug and then pulls away "Barbie you know that no matter what I'm gonna be there for your white ass."

Quinn shakes her head "Still I keep on messing up and you guys don't deserve that. I'm sorry I really am and I just-"

"Shut up with the sappy shit Q, you gots me a date with the new hottie."

Brittany turns to Santana "You what?"

Santana tenses but then cools her features "Yeah B she gave me her number but then with my skills I gots a date." The latina makes a face "Or her entourage helped I dunno but still."

Quinn furrows her brow as her eyes dart between the two. She doesn't miss the hurt look Brittany has. She also doesn't miss the way Santana is tensing up and not looking at the taller blonde. Really they should be passed this point already maybe she could talk to Rachel about it.

"Oh, well I'm gonna go to class. Rach is probably there now." The tall blonde walks away quickly once she is out of sight Quinn looks towards her best friend.

"Okay what the hell is that? I told Rachel to just give you her number and you're on a date!"

Santana huffs out a breath "It was nothing, you know why. And it's just a date."

"No. No I don't know why because that doesn't make sense Santana and I'm pretty sure you just hurt Britt."

"Q you know-"

Quinn cuts the Latina off "No Santana you are enough for Brittany. That girl loves you."

"Not now Q, just not now."

"I need to talk to Rachel."

Santana grabs Quinn wrist and turns her around "Why?"

Quinn has many answers for Santana. Part of her wants to tell Rachel that she shouldn't take Santana out but that isn't her place to say anything. Part of her wants to…Well Quinn doesn't really know why Rachel shouldn't take Santana out. Maybe she's just angry for Brittany, yeah that's what it is.

"Tell her thanks…Again you know for what she did."

Santana raises her eyebrow "That better be it Q."

"Of course it is S. See you later!"

Quinn stalks off to her next class scowl in place as everyone around her parts as they always do. Part of her is happy because the after this class she has is with Rachel and the brunette will have nowhere to run anymore. Oh yes Quinn is going to talk to Rachel.

Class would not go by fast enough the only thing she had on her mind was talking to Rachel and now she is finally going to have that chance. Class doesn't start for another few minutes but she knows the brunette gets to class early. So if Quinn gets there early then they will have time to talk without any witnesses so no rumors will start and just as she suspects there sits Rachel.

"Hey Can I-"

"I had class with Brittany and she asked me a few things and then told me a few things" Rachel looks up to face Quinn "Things I already knew. She's great you know" Rachel pauses "She is actually really great for Santana, that's why we have a date." She finishes the last word with an air quote.

Quinn stays rooted to her spot beyond confused because how did Rachel know? How did this Brunette know that one Quinn Fabray was coming to talk to her? Apparently Quinn made her confusion noticeable because Rachel begins to talk again.

Rachel lets out a low soft chuckle "Quinn they're your best friends you would do anything for them, it's not that hard to see if you pay attention enough."

Quinn shakes her head out of the fog and takes a seat next to the brunette causing some of the students that have arrived to stare. Which for many reasons irks the blonde.

"So why offer a date?"

"I just observe more than most and the date is just a cover up. I'm going to talk to Santana but you can't say that to her because she will flee."

Quinn snaps her head to the shorts brunette "How do you know them so well? I mean.. I."

"Like I said if you look close enough you see a lot of things."

"So it's not a date?"

Rachel turns to Quinn her face is a little confused "No not really...Why does that matter?"

"It doesn't, it's just Santana you know and Britt..." Quinn purses her lips and whispers "So are you…you know?"

"Gay? I don't like to label anything I just know what I want when I see it. But if you prefer to say that, it's fine by me."

"No I didn't mean to sound-"

Rachel gives Quinn a soft smile "Don't worry. You meant no harm by it."

The conversation lulls by that time and both girls sit in a nice quiet silence as the teacher comes in and starts to go on and on about grammar. Quinn loves to write but school just takes the energy and imagination out of everything even for being an AP class. Which makes the blonde take a few side glances at Rachel.

Today the Brunette is wearing a cream colored long sleeve shirt that's rolled up just a bit with blue button down tied around the waist and green pants that are tucked into boots this time. Quinn can admit to herself that she likes the way Rachel dresses. Every time she see's it, it just gives her this sense of freedom and peace. It almost makes her want to ask where Rachel came from but she doesn't know if that's okay to ask so she faces the board again.

Rachel is a lot of things Quinn thinks. She's not someone who likes fighting that's easy to tell but she also does not put up with things she doesn't have to if there first conversation was anything to go by. The brunette is also a people person she makes people come together she has charisma. But the biggest thing that catches Quinn is how the girl manages to know what the blonde does before said girl even does it.

The bell rings and they both stand up to start packing their bags and it quiet but they both share a small smile. Everyone is bustling out the door and they stand next to each other as little by little everyone gets out. The blonde really hates this part. Quinn is just about to reach the front of the door to leave when-

"Rachel? Rach! There you are where have you been?" The boy says exhaustedly followed by another girl.

"I'm pretty sure she was in class you dummy if the door wasn't enough for you to tell." The girl says sarcastically

"You are totally rude."

"So are you two going to tell me why you're hear or…" Rachel says after waiting for their reason

"Who is she?" They both say at the same time ignoring Rachel.

"Oh, sorry I forgot, Dani, Blaine, this is Quinn." Rachel points to the blonde "Quinn these are my best friends Dani and Blaine." Rachel finishes with a soft smile.

"You mean the Quinn."

"Blaine shut it." Dani says shoving the boy a bit "Don't mind him. Nice to meet you. School is pretty afraid of you."

"Dani doesn't know common manners." Blaine mocks

"You both lack the common sense of not when to stick your foot in your mouth. Which if asked for my opinion; you both do exceptionally and without noticing it." Rachel huffs.

Quinn watches as the three start bickering back and forth. Rachel looks so calm and happy as she smirks when Blaine scowls and sticking her tongue out when she gets Dani tongue tied with her own words. It reminds her of her best friends. So this was the little entourage Santana was talking about.

"Anyway what we wanted to talk to you about was Glee!" Blaine says happily

"You guys want to join Glee?"

All three eyes turn to Quinn as they all ask her "Why wouldn't we?"

"Nothing. Me, San and Britt were in it at the start. Finn and Puck and some others" Quinn thinks back "But we never got very far, none of us could agree and we never got to nationals."

Dani cocks her head to the side "Well we were- Ow what was that for?"

"Well you guys should join…again because we are." Blaine says triumphantly

"We are?" Rachel says half curiously half sarcastically

"Yes! We have got to go now. Come on. Bye Quinn!" Blaine says a little too quickly dragging both Dani and Rachel as the shorter brunette turns around and gives a sympathetic smile.

Well one of the first thoughts Quinn has is that meeting was rather odd. Next along with Rachel being pretty so is Dani and Blaine is quite the handsome man himself. But the biggest running thought Quinn has as she goes on with her is….

Is Quinn joining glee? She has no idea.

Going through class was normal as always she already had all her classes with Rachel and then coach took her out on one of her classes to talk about routines and how the squad was doing. She didn't really pay attention she had been thinking about what to do about Glee. She had been in it around her sophomore year when Finn insisted on joining and so she did. And because she and Finn did so did Puck.

So when Quinn joined both Santana and Brittany did too. The taller blonde got along well with one of the other football players named Mike who was a pretty good dancer. Then there was Tina who was his girlfriend she had changed a lot over the time, Quinn had noticed. Then there was Artie who Brittany dated which made Santana come to her senses about the tall blonde.

Then there was Mercedes and Kurt and they literally drove Quinn up the wall with the way they wanted the spotlight on them. Which got on Santana's last nerve and they always were fighting which spilt the group in half. Puck and Finn started to get into fights about who could sing better and the group really couldn't decide between golden boy and bad boy.

It didn't help that there "Teacher" Mr. Schue clearly had favoritism over Finn which caused a lot of rifts between the group if there wasn't already. Then the song choices were all over the place and just didn't fit. Eventually it became more stressful than fun and Quinn along with her best friends left. Including her two ex-boyfriends. Brittany was down for a while since she wasn't dancing as much. After that she hadn't really heard much of the club. All she knows now that they're are a few new kids there now even a cheerio if Quinn really thinks about it.

"Hey Uh, Q can we talk?"

Quinn takes a huge breath of air and turns around "Yeah we can Puck."

He nods and then waits for Quinn to follow and once she does they walk into an empty classroom and Puck closes the door behind him. Quinn sits in one of the desks as Puck jumps onto the teacher's desk legs swinging back and forth starting to speak instantly.

"I know I fucked up, I really did and for that I'm sorry. I can be a screw up and sometimes I really don't think.." He runs a hand through his Mohawk "You didn't deserve what I did to you, like shit you're a great girl and I was really fuckin lucky you know?"

Quinn slowly nods her heart clenching just a bit.

"We had a fight, again. And I was pissed I was really pissed and I didn't have Finn to talk to at the time.." Puck takes a deep breath "So I did what I do best, I threw a party and I kept drinking shot after shot." He looks down at his hands "I'm not going to say it was an accident because my dick didn't trip into a vag-"

"Puck…" Quinn says not wanting such crude details

"Sorry" he mumbles "Rachel tried telling me how to say it but I'm not as eloquent or whatever she said."

"Rachel?" Quinn says out loud

"Yeah I kinda told her what happened. I needed someone to talk to and she was there and so I did" he smirks "She was so pissed at me even got a bruise on my arm for it-And I got off track."

"It's okay.."

Puck shakes his head "No. It's not. You deserve an explanation" he looks at Quinn "We were both pretty fucked up I don't remember much and I don't think she does either, then before I could tell you anything freakin Jew Fro finds out and tells the whole school."

"You were going to tell me?"

Puck Nods "Eventually. I just didn't know how. The football guys aren't really smart. Finn was around but not really. Like I said Rachel came around she helped a lot…well after yelling.." Puck shudders.

Quinn bits her lip she doesn't know if she wants to ask this but she has to "So it wasn't because… of me... not... you know."

"No. No way Quinn. I was stupid and drunk." He snorts "Rachel would have killed me."

Quinn takes a deep breath. Rachel keeps popping and this isn't really time "Okay. Why does Rachel keep popping up in this conversation Puck?"

Puck looks back at Quinn and then a soft smile appears on his face "It's not what you're thinking. Remember when I told you I went to a Jewish school for a long time before coming here?"

"Yeah I remember. I don't get why though.."

"Well it was a private academy. Mom wanted the best for me, anyway remember I was always telling you about my best friend from there?" Puck waits for Quinn to nod before he continues "Well before Finn Rachel was my best friend since were like freakin four" he furrows his brow "Around middle school she went to school less and less. Then one day she comes and tells me she's moving."

"What happened?" Quinn asks intrigued she's never heard this from Puck before.

"I don't know said her fathers were moving for a Job or something" he sighs "After she left it wasn't the same ya know? She was like my girl bro... well she is again but I felt kinda..shit I don't know lost."

"She was your best friend..." Quinn murmurs

Puck smiles "Yeah. She was- is. When I saw her down the hallway I almost shat my pants because I couldn't believe it was her and then I kinda just broke down in front of her in My jew lingo."

Quinn's head snaps up "So that's why Brittany said you guys were speaking gibberish." The blonde shakes her head "Makes so much sense now."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. The day..it all happened Britt met Rachel and you came up and Britt told me about it and I didn't take it very well…"

Puck furrows his brow "Is that why you were doing all that shit to her?"

Quinn purses her lips "Yeah.."

"You don't have to worry about my Jew, she's not like the rest of 'em."

"But every time I see you guys together it seems like you've always been together…"

Pucks face falls "I dunno when she left it was like she fell off the face of the earth…But she's here now and I'm never letting her go. But don't do anything Q. If anything she was on your side the whole time.."

"Why?" Quinn asks completely dumfounded

Puck Shrugs "That's just how Rach is. She can always see the good. No matter what.."

"We totally got off track.."

"Yeah...Q im sorry, I really, really am. I never meant to hurt you but I did shit.. I just hope one day you can forgive me. And I know I can't have you but the next person that ever thinks of being with you, will definitely get a piece of this." Puck gestures to himself with his thumb

Quinn gives a small smile but there something else on her mind and she doesn't want to ask but she just has to know because if not it will eat her up and she doesn't need that. "Who- Who was it?"

Pucks head snaps up quickly that she winces he does "Quinn.." he sighs "Lauren...Lauren Zizes"

Quinn's face is stone but on the inside she is rolling in the grass. Throwing paint everywhere while she holds her stomach and laughs until she blacks out. Lauren Zizes is the mysterious pregnant-

"Is she really...pregnant Puck?"

The boys face falls again pain etching everywhere "I dunno…the school has the rumor but she won't talk to me…"

Quinn thinks about a lot of things. The Puck sitting in front of her with his dead and his fists clenching the side of the desk makes her think of why she dated him in the first place. Under it all he's has a heart and maybe that's why she chose him because they are both kinda lost.

"Hey Puck?"

"Hm?" he says his own hazel eyes staring back at the blonde

Quinn lets in a breath. For as long as she could remember the one thing she always wanted was for her father to be there. For him to actually have feelings or something but that never happened. It used to hurt but then it just got numb so she learned something out of it instead.

"When you find out if you're going to be a father" Quinn breaths in "You be there for that kid. No matter what. Promise me you'll do that."

The boy's face turns serious "I would never leave my kid like my father. I'm no dead beat. I promise Quinn."

A tiny smile takes on the blondes face "Good. And thank you."

"No. Thanks for letting me talk to you. So um…Think we could be friends?"

"Not now. But soon enough, give me some time?"

A small smile takes his face "Yeah I could do that."

Quinn doesn't really know how this talk came out to be so good. A weight that has been dragging her down has been lifted. She thought that Puck was just pissed for not putting out but apparently it was… not planned. The Cheerio could tell that it was eating up Puck because as they both left the room she could he looked a little bit lighter. A little bit taller.

Then out of all people to come into that conversation of course it was Rachel but she finally got her answer on how Rachel and Puck knew each other. Quinn thinks she owes this talk to that short brunette, Puck seemed really honest and usually the boy could string together math better then feelings. It's probably why they fought so much they both weren't good at feelings.

Quinn thinks back to how immature they had been back in freshman and sophomore year. The things they have done. Now she's a senior and she likes to think her maturity has gotten better. She messed up but maybe it was just her insecurities getting the best of her. The blonde really needs to work on that.

Quinn thinks that she needs to tell Rachel Berry Sorry and Thank you, Again.

A/N:

So I got a few reviews that made think a little more than usual.

I do not want the story to be confusing. I also don't want it to be slow but I'm not going to rush it either but if anything like those two things start to happen, please let me know. (Constructive criticism)

A lot of you have been wanting to see more of Rachel. Part of my story is to catch glimpses of her to be that puzzle since this is mostly from Quinn's point of view.

Before anything I just really wanted to say Thank You to all who review and watch out for this story. 41 follows! Might not seem like much but honestly it's great to know you all like it definitely gives me that extra push. I actually don't like putting author's notes at the end of a chapter but if I said this up top then it would have spoiled the chapter.

Dani! I loved her character on the show and I wished she had a bigger part in it. She and Rachel got along on the show so I hope you guys like her here in the story as well.

Blaine! The man with the impeccable dress style. I like his character and how he is with Rachel. Plus honestly even in the show I could see them as siblings or maybe it's just me.

Hopefully this chapter cleared some questions up for you all.

Hope you enjoyed.

Until Next Time!