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Chapter 8
Quinn was sure that this was her worst nightmare. Sitting at a table with Rachel and her fathers eating a vegan meal? This had to be one of the rings of hell. She didn't mind the whole Rachel part. Hell, she didn't even mind the vegan part. But the way that Leroy was looking at her made her sure this was hell. He was staring at her like some sort of puzzle he was trying to figure out and Quinn didn't like it one bit. Now she knew how her boyfriends felt when they came over to dinner at her house and her father was having a particularly on day.
"So, Quinn," Hiram started, "how's school going?"
"Well," she choked out as she pushed some unrecognizable green thing across her plate, "It's going well."
"Quinn is an excellent student, Dad," Rachel said, "She gets straight A's."
"Oh, I see," Hiram said sounding impressed, "That Finn boy was a terrible student."
"Always smelled odd too," Leroy added.
"Yes, like old gym socks. But you smell quite nice, Quinn," Hiram said with a smile.
"Dad, Daddy, stop," Rachel said looking between the two, "There's no reason to compare Quinn and Finn."
"Rhyming names," Hiram said raising an eyebrow, "Do you think that means something?"
"I'm sure it does. We'll google it later," Leroy said taking a bite of his salad. Quinn was sure her face was the similar shade of a tomato as she continued to eat. This was going to be the longest dinner ever.
"It means nothing," Rachel said, "Now, how was your day, Dad?"
Hiram shrugged and waved his fork, "People get angry. People sue people. And I help. Same old same old. I'd much rather hear about the exciting lives of you young people than blabber on about my life. So anything new at school?"
Rachel shrugged, "Same old same old."
"Now, I think I know of some new developments," Leroy said, "Quinn's new look. Didn't you used to be a cheerleader, Quinn?"
She almost choked on what she assumed were chickpeas, "Um. Yeah. It was too much stress. I didn't need it."
Hiram nodded in understanding, "People put too much pressure on young people these days."
"Hiram, don't talk about 'these days', it makes us look old," Leroy said waving a fork at him, "We're young, we're hip. Remember?"
Rachel laughed and Quinn was sure it was her favorite sound. As Hiram and Leroy argued about what was hip and what wasn't, she looked at the brunette and caught her eye, smiling softly at her. Rachel smiled back from behind her eyelashes, her eyes flicked down her her plate and back up at Quinn.
"Hi," Quinn mouthed quietly across the table to Rachel.
"Hi," she mouthed back, biting her bottom lip shyly. Quinn winked at her and bit her tongue between her teeth as Rachel blushed. It took a few moments for them to realize that the Berry's arguing had ceased. Quinn turned to look at them and they were both staring between the two girls. Hiram was grinning widely, a hand to his chest, and Leroy had a quiet smile on his face.
"Aren't they adorable?" Hiram said leaning towards his husband. Quinn felt the blush creeping onto her face and became suddenly interested in the food on her plate. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a foot running up her calf. Looking across the table she saw Rachel looking coyly at her and she gave her a look.
The rest of the dinner went by peacefully, no more awkward questions just easy conversation between the three Berry's and Quinn. The two girls would catch each others eyes from across the table and smiled giddily. When dinner was over Rachel began to pull Quinn back to her room but she stopped her.
"I have to go home," Quinn said regretfully, "My mom freaks out when I'm gone too long."
Rachel pouted, "Are you sure you can't hang out for a little longer?"
Quinn nodded, "Walk me to the door?"
Rachel bounced in front of her and towards the door, their hands linked loosely between them. She lead her to the porch and closed the door behind them so her father's couldn't spy. They looked at each other for a few moments with gentle smiles before Rachel spoke up.
"So, your vocal lessons," Rachel trailed off.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot about those," Quinn said cocking her head to the side, "Are those completely necessary?"
"Yes," Rachel said simply, "You can drive me home tomorrow and we'll practice some more."
Quinn scratched the back of her skull, "Mm, I don't know. I'm very busy."
"Doing what?" Rachel huffed.
"Stuff," Quinn said with a shrug.
Quinn tried her best not to smile as she saw the small girl getting flustered. It was possibly the most adorable thing she had ever seen. Rachel crossed her arms in front of her chest looking annoyed.
"Would you really rather spend time with the Skanks than with me?"
Quinn couldn't hide the smile form her face any longer and she brushed her hand along Rachel's arm, "Of course not. I just wanted to see you angry."
Rachel stomped her foot, "Quinn Fabray! How dare you rile me up like that."
Quinn leaned forward and kissed her cheek quickly, "You're so cute when you're mad. I'll see you tomorrow."
The pink haired girl left Rachel standing on the porch steps in a mix of anger and flattery.
