Hey everyone I just wanted to say a quick thank you for all the support thus far. One review caught my attention and I just wanted to clear a few things up. I'm going to pick some plot lines from the actual show to base my story around, as you can somewhat tell. However I will not be following the whole Quinn/Puck pregnancy nonsense. Hope this makes some of you feel better. Enjoy!

Rachel

I know it was wrong to use Finn to make Quinn jealous but I was a love struck teenage girl. What else was I supposed to do? He was actually a nice guy. I could see how Quinn could be attracted to him for such a long time. As we sat across from each other at dinner, I silently wished there was a blond trying to flirt with me. Like every other moment in my life, my mind drifted to a time spent with Quinn in the meadow.

I was having some trouble in math so Quinn was helping me with it. We sat there as she explained to me some of the basic concepts of geometry. I found my mind wandering, as it often did when I was with Quinn. There were so many questions I wanted to ask her, but she was very picky with what she chose to answer.

Taking a leap of faith I asked anyways, "Have you had a lot of boy friends?" She didn't seem angry or upset with what I asked. Instead she laughed loudly and had to steady herself on the log. I raised my eye brows in anticipation as she wiped some tears from her eyes.

"I'm trying to teach you about triangles and this is what you say? You're a piece of work Rachel." I frowned knowing I wasn't going to get answer.

"But I haven't had many. A couple throughout grade school, but none since then." This surprised me. Quinn was a very pretty girl. She should've been attracting a lot of the guys attention.

"Why not?"

She smiled, "Let's just say they weren't what I was looking for." Before I could ask anything else she had disappeared.

I was stirred from my daydream by the waitress trying to take my order. Quickly I scanned over the menu and picked the first thing that looked vegan friendly. She then retreated to the kitchen. Finn was still trying to talk to me, but I couldn't shake the memory. If what Quinn said in the meadow was true, Finn would be her last boy friend.

So did this mean I was getting closer? Maybe this whole act with Finn wasn't even worth it. I looked at the boy sitting across from me and stopped his rambling, "I have to be honest with you."

He looked at me sideways and frowned, "Are you breaking up with me?"

"Wh-what? Woah Finn. First off we aren't 'together'. So there is no way for me to break up with you. Second I think you're a nice guy but I was wrong for accepting this date with you."

"Why?"

"I did it to make someone else jealous." He looked sad for a moment and then angry.

"Out of everyone in this school I never pinned you as that girl. Thanks for ruining the last ounce of hope I had that there was someone who kept it real." Finn got up and did a perfect diva storm out. Why was everyone always walking out on me at restaurants? This time I decided to skip dinner, because there was someone I so desperately needed to see.

Quinn

Friday night and I'm home alone. So what. Even the head cheerleader is allowed to have some time to herself. The week had drained me completely. Everything with Rachel, well nothing with Rachel but it was still stressful. I had traveled almost every day. I thought I was losing my mind.

What I needed was a night in to relax and avoid any and all conflicts. I even took the liberty of turning my cellphone off. I figured I would start with a relaxing soak in the bathtub. My dad was MIA so the house was eerily silent. He usually spent his Friday nights getting drunk at the bar and passing out on a friends couch. It sucked but there was nothing I could do about it. Only one person would bring him back to normal and she was never coming back.

I turned on the water and grabbed my iPod and speakers off my desk. As I got undressed and slipped into the warm water, I wondered why I had not thought of this sooner.

Rachel

Her house seemed dark as I pulled up, but I could see a few lights on upstairs. As I got out of my car I realized that I had never been to Quinn's house, let alone meet her family. Maybe I was jumping in the deep end when I didn't know how to swim. I couldn't find a doorbell so I knocked. It was a little too forceful though and pushed the door right open. This was probably a bad idea, but I decided to go in.

I could hear music coming from upstairs so I figured Quinn was up there. At the top of the stairs I paused in shock, but also arousal at the wet and naked Quinn Fabray.

Quinn

My music was obnoxiously loud but I could care less. It was the only thing that gave me ease. As the song switched I heard something in the hallway. When I turned my head I saw Rachel standing there, with her jaw almost on the ground.

"What the hell!" I yelled, trying to cover any exposed part of my body. I saw her avert her gaze down the hallway.

"I-I the door was open. So I came in and-"

"Jesus Rachel people get arrested for this kind of stuff!" I could hear her starting to cry and immediately felt bad. "Give me a second okay? My room is down the hall on the left." I watched her disappear and leaned my head back against the wall. What was she doing here? I thought tonight was her date with Finn. Taking one last deep breath, I got out and toweled myself off.

Rachel

After seeing Quinn's reaction I knew this was a bad idea. Who in their right mind walks into someone's house uninvited? I was such an idiot.

I took the sting off my actions by looking around her room. It was a very simple gray color, but still screamed Quinn. Her little touches were all over the room, from the bookshelves to the photographs all over the walls. I stepped closer and examined a few. They were taken by someone who was really talented. I would have to ask Quinn if she took them. That is if she ever wanted to talk to me again.

When I heard her walk into the room I jumped.

She laughed. I loved her laugh. We looked at each other and I realized she was only still in a towel. Blushing I turned back around.

"How kind of you," her voice was sarcastic but in a playful way. It made me smile because I could tell she wasn't mad at me. When I was given the okay I turned back around.

"I'm so sorry Quinn. I realized after I was up the stairs that this probably wasn't the greatest idea."

"It was a little out there, but I can't say I haven't ever done something equally crazy." I smiled and sat down on her bed. She decided to sit in the chair at her desk. I tried not to frown but couldn't help myself. She noticed but didn't acknowledge it.

"Wasn't tonight your date with Finn?" There was an edge to her voice, but she had every right to be upset with me. "I didn't see things working out between us." She raised an eye brow and asked why not.

"Well there's someone else that fate has paired me up with. So I'm going to start working more on that."

I saw her cheeks tint with a soft blush, even as she tried to hide it. I wanted to kiss her again. It was maddening having her this close and still not being able to touch her. I could tell there was some sort of internal battle going on inside her head and one side won as she stood up and sat down next to me. I held my breath in anticipation. Quinn looked at me with the most intense expression I had ever seen her wear. As I was about to say something, her lips locked with mine. I was shocked but the feelings inside me exploded. I immediately locked my hands behind her neck as hers fell comfortably on my waist. We fit like a glove.

The kisses were soft at first and began to heat up. I wanted to keep going, I needed to keep going but something made me pull back. My pulse was racing and I couldn't catch my breath at first. She was in a similar state, refusing to make eye contact with me.

"Look at me Quinn." Slowly she lifted her head and I saw some unshed tears in her eyes. I took my hand and placed it on her cheek. "That was amazing. I just had to stop before we got carried away. I think we should maybe talk first."

She sighed but nodded, "You're right."

And that's how we spent the rest of the night. I told Quinn about the visits I remembered at the meadow and she talked about her travels she had had thus far. We talked about our lives and got to know one another in the present. I didn't think it was possible, but by the end of the night I had fallen even more in love with her.