AN: If you were hoping that by now I've some sense of direction of where this fic is heading, then you're out of luck.
The decision to come to school in Rachel's Cheerios jacket was one that Quinn had made the moment she first slipped it on. It felt so soft and warm and smelt distinctly of Rachel. Having her aroma around throughout the day would certainly ease Quinn's anxieties of having to be apart from Rachel now that she'd finally gotten her.
It's when she does walk into school that she starts to wonder if she had made the right choice. People looked at her, not stared, just looked but it made her feel uneasy. She made a bee-line to Sam's locker, never feeling more grateful to see her best friend. She strode over with a cheerful greeting. "Hey Sam."
He turned and replied in turn then went back to rummaging through his locker before double-taking. He observed Quinn's appearance, examining her from head to toe before bringing his attention back to the newest piece of clothing to become part of her wardrobe. Unlike everyone else, Sam did stare and if you didn't know better you'd probably guess that he was ogling her breasts. (which would totally be eww, because 1) Sam's like the closet thing that Quinn's got to a brother and 2) he's so a guy so… yeah)
"Okay, who are you and what dimension have I woken up in?" His eyes scanned the area as he spoke. Quinn could only guess that he was trying to spot anything that was out of place. He looked silly, but despite how amusing his actions were Quinn needed him to normal right now… or at least as normal as he could be.
"It's me Sam. We've known each other forever. I've babysat your brother and sister and my sister used to babysit us." Sam still looked to be a tad skeptical.
"So I'm not in a different dimension?"
"No! Now can you stop being silly? A lot has happened these past few days."
"I'll say." He picked up his backpack from the ground. "What's with the jacket?" Quinn beamed with pride. She spun around revealing the name embroidered onto the inside of the hood. "Rachel," Sam said slowly. Quinn quickly turned back around, nodding her head enthusiastically. "You're wearing Rachel's jacket?" Quinn continued to nod. She began to feel a bit dizzy. "What did you do, steal it?" he joked.
"No! She gave it to me," she defended, hugging herself and breathing in Rachel's scent.
"Why would she do that?"
"Because she asked me to be her girlfriend!" Quinn answered a bit louder than she had intended. She quickly covered up her mouth, stilly embarrassed by her outburst. Around her, Quinn could see the looks that some students were giving her. They probably thought she was a loon, but she couldn't care even if she tried. "Can you believe it? I'm Rachel's girlfriend! Rachel's my girlfriend!" She broke out into a huge grin. Her body was practically humming with energy. Quinn had never felt this was before.
She waited for Sam to respond; for him to congratulate her and possibly tell her off for not making a move earlier but he stayed motionless. Quinn wanted to be mad at him, but she could understand; this was a great deal to process in a short amount of time. She couldn't tell why, but Quinn was very eager to hear what he had to say and so her smile widened when his lips finally began to move.
"So you two were having sex in the janitor's closet the other day?" Quinn immediately frowned.
"No! Jeez, is that really the first thing that came to mind, not 'That's great' or 'I'm happy for you Quinn' or ever 'I told you so'?" Sam lowered his gaze, breaking eye contact. "Really?" Quinn sighed. "Way to ruin my mood Sam." She began to walk past him towards her first class. Not a moment later, she could hear his footsteps coming up behind her.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. I just… I just don't understand what's going on."
"Okay, fine. I'll tell you more about it at lunch."
"Great! See you later." He gave Quinn a quick hug and then darted off in the opposite direction.
Quinn's morning periods were the worst, not because they were bad or anything like that but because she didn't share any of them with Sam or Rachel. When she walks in, Quinn takes her typical seat at the front of room. The action practically paints a target on the back of her head, but most days her classmates are smart enough to not throw stuff at her when she's this close to the teacher. If she's lucky today will be one of those days.
She's early, as usual, so Quinn pulls out her textbook for this period, a comic already strategically hidden inside. Quinn flips it open and begins to read. A few pages in she hears the chair beside her move. She closes her comic and checks the time, but it's still early and no one (besides her) ever sits this far up unless there are no more chairs available.
When she glances over Quinn sees Brittany Pierce smiling at her. "Hi," she greets, extending her hand out. "I'm Brittany, you must be Quinn. Rachel's told me about you." Quinn wordlessly reaches out and shakes Brittany's hand. It's only when Brittany starts to laugh that Quinn notices that she has yet to let go. Quinn apologizes profusely. Brittany laughs more. "I can see why Rachel likes you."
"Thanks," Quinn manages to say, and she's so proud of herself for being able to not act like a total loser around one of Rachel's friends that for a second she forgets that Rachel has more friends, but once she remembers she internally groans. Quinn hadn't actually thought about this part of being with Rachel. Quinn fakes a smile while she tries to come up with a plan to survive, what will undoubtedly be, one of the longest days of her life. She doesn't even want to think about the fact that she'll have to deal with Santana Lopez.
On the bright side, nobody will dare throw anything at her when she's sitting next to Brittany.
AN: So the week for Faberry Week Summer 2013 has been determined and the themes have been decided. I'm not sure how I feel about some of the themes, but I'll have few entries. (I'm feeling like an Assassin's Creed-esque for the Assassins theme, but that would probably involve a lot of time to properly plot out) Though the thing that bothers me the most is the Body Switch theme, since the fic I had written that dealt with that didn't end too well, in that it didn't actually end. (I'm really sorry about that for those of you who were reading that fic)
I do want to continue that fic, but I feel that the addition of the very attractive nameless Cheerio which the fandom had dubbed Gabrielle/Avery was something that I shouldn't have done even if I was going to do something with it and I don't want to rewrite chapters. And I'm probably going to regret asking this, but is anyone still interested in me continuing that fic even if it's been like ten months since I updated it?
On a different topic (for people who have watched both Lost Girl and South of Nowhere) if I were to buy a season DVD of Lost Girl or South of Nowhere, which should I buy? I'm not even sure if I'm going to buy one any time soon, but I want them cause I'm a collector of sorts. And that's it with my ranting.
