Quinn had been home for about half an hour. She had taken a shower and changed to t-shirt and sweatpants and currently lying in bed with her arm over her eyes. She's trying to take a nap, but finding it very hard. It had been such a terrible day. She had emotionally hurt a soft spoken teacher, called a teacher a 'perv' (even though she always thought that), got into a fight with Sue which could be problematic in the future, and to top it all off, she had made such a fool of herself in front of Rachel. How am I going to show my face at school again? How am I going to face her?
There was a soft knock on her door. Her mom had been checking up on her. She found it's easier to open up to her rather than shutting her out. So might as well just let her mother in.
"Yeah, come in," she still had her eyes closed.
She heard the door being opened and closed but her mother didn't say anything. I hope she's not going through my stuff. She opened her eyes and got another shock of the day. Quinn sat upright instantly.
"Rachel, what are you doing here?"
"Sorry to startle you. Your mom let me in. You left your books just now. So I'll just put the books here," Rachel put the books on the dresser, "and I'm wondering how you're doing. Are you okay?" Rachel looked concerned.
"Yes, I'm fine," Quinn actually relaxed a bit.
"Can I sit down?" Rachel pointed to a spot on the bed.
Quinn hesitated, but just like everything that happened today, she can't seem to deny Rachel, "Erm … sure."
Rachel sat tentatively, she gave a shy smile at Quinn, "I like when your hair's like that. You tend to have your hair in ponytails; it's always refreshing to see it loose."
Quinn touched her hair and smiled. Rachel was just testing the water; she knew the normal Quinn would scoff at that statement. So now Rachel needed to raise the stakes. She scooted closer to Quinn who was just looking at her but didn't move.
"So, do you really think I'm beautiful?" Rachel smiled teasingly.
Quinn blushed, "Yes."
"Why have you never told me before?"
Quinn gave out a short laugh, "How can I admit something like that to you?"
Rachel shrugged, "Then why did you say that today?"
"Because," Quinn sighed, "for some reason I can't help myself."
Rachel's smile got bigger. She hesitated a bit before the next question because it might be pushing the envelope, "Do you like me?"
"Yes," Quinn answered but she looked nervous.
"Do you like me as more than friends?"
"Urgh," Quinn took a pillow and cover her face but Rachel can still hear the answer, "Yes." She removed the pillow, "Rachel, please stop asking me all these questions," Quinn almost whined.
"I just need to know one more thing, okay. How long have you had feelings for me?"
"I'm not sure when it started. It could have been from sophomore year. But I wasn't sure what I was feeling back then. I was only sure recently."
"When 'recently'?"
"I thought you only have one more question," Quinn raised an eyebrow.
"But this is getting interesting and revealing."
"Yeah, to you. This is embarrassing for me," Quinn looked dejected.
"Quinn, I'm not here to ridicule you, if that's what you think. I just want to know the truth."
Quinn looked at Rachel and she looked sincere, "Beginning of senior year."
"But you're back to being mean towards me."
"What else can I be?"
Rachel laughed, "What do you mean? You can be friendly."
"Rachel, I was trying to fight this feeling and being friendly with you wouldn't help."
"Why do you want to fight it?"
"Because …" Quinn tried hard to form the sentence, "because … it's not something that I'm ready to explore. I don't know how you feel about me. I could look like a total idiot that has a crush on a friend. I mean, you were all over Finn. How can I even have a chance?" Quinn was frustrated, "I'm not even supposed to tell you all this, but for some reason I can't stop myself."
Rachel felt it's time to confess, "Actually, I have a confession to make."
Quinn just looked at her, waiting for Rachel to explain.
"I think this was caused by me."
"How could you have caused my big mouth today?"
"I made a wish last night on a shooting star because it's my birthday today."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know," Quinn was apologetic; "I haven't wished you. Happy Birthday Rachel!" Quinn rubbed her arm. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"It's not like we're friends or anything." Quinn looked guilty. "Don't worry about it. We had a fun celebration during Glee Club just now. It's too bad you're not there."
"So you made a wish on a shooting star? What did you wish?"
"I wished that my true love will bare their soul to me."
"And how did that translate to 'Quinn must be stupidly honest'?" Quinn looked at her incredulously.
"Well, maybe it's like in the movies; the wish never did like what you expect them to do."
"How is it possible for your wish to come true just by wishing on a shooting star?"
"It was a very bright one. I've never seen it that bright," Rachel felt that it's a good enough explanation.
"It must be the Geminid meteor shower," Quinn stated.
"What?"
"It's a yearly thing, normally around this month. You can see more tonight. So it's not that special, but it's still nice to see."
"Well, it's special enough to grant me my wish."
"Yeah," Quinn agreeing, "so how long will this last?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's just for 24 hours, so hopefully it'll end at midnight."
"Hopefully? That's not good enough. Rachel, you have to take it back now. I got into so much trouble today."
"How am I supposed to take it back?"
"I don't know, just unwish it or something."
"Okay, okay, let me try." Rachel closed her eyes, "'I wish to unwish … my wish?" Rachel ended it with a question because it didn't sound right.
"You're not even trying," Quinn whined again.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know how." Rachel thought of something. "You said the meteor shower is going to happen again tonight, right?" Quinn nodded. "Okay, I'll unwish it tonight." Quinn gave a half-hearted smile, she looked really worried. But suddenly it struck Rachel on something that she just said. "How come you didn't freak out when I told you that my wish is for 'my true love'?"
"I don't know," and that's the truth. "Wait, what if this is like Dawn?"
"Huh? What?" Rachel had no idea what Quinn was talking about.
"Like Dawn in Buffy, the monks made her Buffy's sister and conjure all these memories and feelings and gave it to Buffy and everyone else. So the spell made Buffy felt something for Dawn that she never felt before." Rachel was amused with Quinn's knowledge of Buffy. "I'm rewatching season 5," Quinn's way of explanation.
"I don't think it's like that. I didn't actually wish for you," she pointed at Quinn, "to be my true love. My wish is for my true love, whoever that may be, to find me, and that happens to be you."
"You really believe that I'm your true love?"
Rachel looked deeply into Quinn's eyes and smiled, "Yes."
"And you're not bothered by that?"
"Why should I?"
"I – " Quinn didn't know how to finish the sentence, so she just shrugged. They were silent for a bit, both lost in thoughts, "But you also said that this wish thing might not work like what you would expect."
"Yes, it might not be."
"So how do we know for sure that what I'm feeling is real?"
"I guess we need to do more test." Rachel thought about it for a while, "Come celebrate my birthday with me. My dads and I are having a birthday dinner and a karaoke session."
"It's school night. I don't think my mother will allow it."
"Well, let's have a sleepover. We can go to school together tomorrow."
"Wow, this relationship sure is progressing fast. Meet the parents and a sleepover." Quinn said jokingly.
"There is a 'relationship'?"
"No!" Quinn answered defensively, "I mean, I don't know what this is yet. This might not even be real. Wait a minute! You've been asking me all about my feelings, but I have no idea how you feel."
"I wish I can show you," Rachel glanced at Quinn's lips, "but I don't think it's the right time."
Quinn suddenly felt her face becoming hotter, she cleared her throat.
"So what do you say about the sleepover? As friends."
"Let me ask my mom." Quinn left the room.
Rachel took that time to study Quinn's room. She wondered how many people have been in here. She wondered if she'll ever be allowed to come back here.
Quinn walked back in, "My mom said okay," Rachel clapped her hands, "but she wants to talk to one of your dads later."
"No problem. This is going to be the best birthday celebration ever."
"Don't be so sure about that. Let's hope I can control myself in front of your dads. You saw how bad things got today."
"You didn't do anything the whole time I was here."
"Oh, you have no idea how much control I'm in right now," Quinn smiled seductively.