Sorry for the long wait, life and work got in the way, it may happen a lot so sorry in advance. Hope you enjoy the latest chapter.
Chapter Four
Quinn shuffles through the halls yawning and patting her hair down to attempt to make it look like some normal type of hairstyle.
"So I heard ManHands was at yours on Saturday," says Santana loudly sauntering up next to her, waking Quinn out of her daze.
"Uh yeah she was,"
"And you failed to tell me this,why?"
"It's not important. Mercedes pulled out and so she got Rachel to do it,"
"Right, okay then, so you didn't ask her to come over?"
"No, why?"
"Just thought you might be getting soft in your motherhood...Rachel?" laughs Santana "You never call her Rachel,"
"Oh give it a break. She did me a favour that's it! Grow up Santana!" shouts Quinn and storms off.
…
Glee wasn't much fun that afternoon. Santana was ignoring Quinn and so was Brittany, but only because Santana made her.
Rachel, kept smiling at Quinn which totally unnerved the blonde so she tried to avoid eye contact. Whilst Rachel was smiling at Quinn, Finn was desperately trying to start a conversation with Rachel, they'd broken up before Beth was born and Rachel had no interest in being an item again but Finn had other ideas. He'd tried wooing her with flowers, which made her sneeze. He booked them into a restaurant, which didn't serve Vegan and even brought her a Teddy with a heart on, which actually was sweet but ended up getting slushied along with herself one morning and was now deemed too sticky. So all in his wooing pretty much sucked.
The hour was up and just as Quinn was about to leave Rachel stood up and walked over to her.
"Hi," she grinned.
"Hi," came the slightly less enthusiastic reply.
"How are you doing?"
"Uh, okay, why?"
"No reason. Oh and I brought you something. Well actually it's for Beth if you can give it to her," Rachel delves into her bag and pulls out a cute looking bear cuddly toy. She pressed the stomach and a sweet girly tune began to play.
"I thought she might like it,"
"Thanks, I'm sure she will," smiled Quinn genuinely.
"Oh so she's buying you romantic presents now. I see where this is going now!" sneers Santana walking past the pair.
"Shut it! It's for Beth!" shouts Quinn.
"So she's trying to woo you through your child. Smart Berry, very original!" she grins and leaves.
"I w-w-wasn't!" stutters Rachel highly embarrassed.
"It's okay, that woman needs tape across her mouth most of the time," replies the blonde rolling her eyes.
Rachel can't help but seem to notice how high the tension was between the two friends. And why were they making jokes about her, well that's normal I guess, but Quinn sort of stood up for her, that's a new one!
"Well anyway I better go, Cheerios practice," says Quinn putting the toy in her bag.
"See you around," says Rachel, and Quinn nods and leaves.
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The week continues as it started. Finn trying to get Rachel back, Santana being mean to most people and of course her new obsession, teasing Quinn about Rachel.
Quinn just doesn't get it. Just because Rachel was at her house for 3 hours and most of which she wasn't even present. How does that amount to dating? She'll never know. Something was definitely going on and she determined to find out what.
…
Rachel was practically skipping down the hall way, smile plastered on her face and her hair swinging back and forth.
That was until she felt a cold, wet, sticky mess end up hitting her face.
"Loser!" shouted someone. She was too blinded to even notice who it was.
Slushie. Great!
She wiped as much out of her eyes as she could and started on her way to the toilets.
The brunette felt an arm links around hers.
"Walk with me," says the unmistakable voice of a certain blonde.
"Well I'm kind of busy,"
"We'll walk to the bathroom," says Quinn.
"Okay,"
They walk, arms linked, which is a first, down the hallways.
"So what is it that you want to talk about?" asks Rachel, VERY curious.
"Are you free on Sunday?"
"I think so, why?"
"Can you babysit again, I have to go shop for some more clothes. Mind are now too loose!"
"Sure I can do that, what time?" asks Rachel as they enter the girls toilets.
"11am?"
"Sure I can do that. But first I need to clear up this mess," she frowns.
"Right," Quinn says and pauses. "You want a hand?"
"Thanks," smiles Rachel grabbing some toilet paper.
TBC...