AN: I promise I haven't forgotten about my stories, I've just been quite busy lately. From now on I'll be updating my chapter stories here and my short one-shots on my tumblr blog just because it makes it easier on me to upload and whatnot, if you do not have a tumblr then PM me and ill send you my recent stories via some other way. :) I also want to apologize for the cheesiness you willencounter in this chapter. I couldn't help it! I hope you're all enjoying this! It is not the last chapter and thank you for the wonderful comments!
Quinn kept her distance from the girl for about a week, her insides jerking every time she witnessed the familiar brown hair rush by her, her eyes staring straight ahead to avoid eye contact with the tall cheerleader. The absent feeling that vacated her chest was absolutely horrible and if she were honest, she wouldn't wish it upon any of her peers no matter how much she despised them.
She had tried talking to her before, small talk, of course, to get things back on track. That didn't lead anywhere. The last time, about five days ago, she was in the parking lot when she caught the girl talking to Kurt by his car. She tried to insert herself in the conversation casually but only got a confused look from Kurt and an 'are you kidding me right now' look from Rachel. Smiling at both of them, she turned on her heel and made her way down the parking lot to her own car.
A week had to have been enough. She knew Rachel was mad and was very aware that she needed her space, but she was almost as stubborn as Quinn when it came to making some sort of agreement. Or at least in this moment.
"Q." Quinn heard the familiar voice that belonged to the only living hispanic within a two hundred mile radius in Lima. Turning quickly, she let her hazel eyes be met with those of Santana Lopez, an eyebrow crooked as she looked at the tall cheerleader with the usual suspicious look.
"What is it, San?" Quinn asked, averting her eyes from the Latina to the brunette girl behind her who was currently talking to Artie about his new electric guitar. Her hair looked extra beautiful today, she noticed, as the girl flipped some of it off her shoulder and laughed. Her white teeth were exposed slightly showing off her tongue and it took everything in Quinn not to groan in that instant, remembering the wonderful things that tongue could do.
"Hello?" Santana said again, snapping her fingers in front of Quinn's face. Quinn shook her head slightly and blinked at the fingers before licking her dry lips.
"What?" Quinn said again, turning to her locker to fetch her AP American History book.
"Did you not just hear what I said?" Santana snapped, her head turning slightly as her arms crossed over her chest. Quinn began to rack her mind with something to say, hoping anything from Santana's last sentence stuck, but knew that was pointless as her mind was other places. Like with Rachel in her room, maybe cuddling, or listening to the girl belt out her notes, they had never actually done that before. It was always just sex and even though that was nice, incredible even, Quinn began to develop certain urges. Romantic urges even. Of course she was though, she was completely in love with the girl and she just wanted to be with her. Not in a sexual sense, but in an actual relationship. She wanted to care for the girl in ways only she was allowed to do.
"Hey!" Quinn heard Santana's voice again in her head. Looking straight, she noticed she had grabbed her book already and was staring at the back of her locker in a daze.
"What?!" Quinn snapped at the girl. Santana pushed a finger up to the girl and scoffed with her mouth open.
"Oh, do not even try that with me, Baby Mama. I'm asking you if you're going to Puck's party and you're coming off to me like this? What crawled up your ass and decided to inhabit itself there?" Santana snapped at her, her eyes staring straight into hazel.
Quinn's mouth opened slightly before she took a deep breath and turned to lean against her locker. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back, the lockers producing a slight 'thud' sound. "I'm sorry, I've just..I haven't been all here lately."
"No shit." Santana replied, staring at her. "Quinn, you might be able to fool everyone else, but you can't pull anything past me. I'm your best friend and I sure as hell have memorized that look. Now, tell me what's going on so I can apply the proper Auntie Snix attitude towards you so you will not take offense." Santana now went to lean against the locker with Quinn, her arms wrapped tightly around her books.
"It's...nothing." Quinn lied, picking her head up slightly to see Rachel laugh with Artie and close her locker. "Just...stupid things." She felt a tug at her heart as the girl began walking away with him.
"What did you do, Q?" Santana asked, completely serious. "Did you get knocked up again? I know you're smart, but damn they'll be walking out of you by the time you're twenty if you keep up this rate."
"I'm not pregnant! I'm...I think I'm confused about a few things, Santana." Quinn said, turning back to her locker to shut it.
"What things are you referring to?" Santana began to make her way closer to Quinn.
"It's Rachel." Quinn finally said under her breath, hoping no one had heard.
"I mean, of course it's Rachel." Santana replied, leaning back from the girl. "I thought this was something juicy."
"Wha- are you kidding me? What's that suppose to mean?" Quinn turned towards Santana who just smiled.
"Are you kidding me, Q? Brittany and I have known since Yentle first walked down these halls. You eye her everywhere you go and she does the same exact thing when you're turned. It doesn't take an idiot to realize something is going on between the two of you."
"Everyone knows?" Quinn said, feeling her heart drop to her stomach and her blood turn icy cold.
"Not everyone." Santana joked.
"Great." Quinn went to hit her head against the locker yet again, closing her eyes.
"We're not going to judge you, Q. Especially me. I'm your best friend and it's like my job of some sort to have your side on most occasions."
"I just didn't want anyone to know. It's probably the whole reason why her and I have been fighting. I just...I really miss her, San."
"Then stop moping around, get off your ass and do something about it. Before the horrid Finnocence does that is."
Quinn felt her eyes fly open while her teeth gritted together. Suddenly her blood felt as if it were on fire. Nothing could compare to the feeling of having Finn back with Rachel. Nothing.
"You're right. I'll have to do...something." Quinn said just as the bell rang.
-Lunch-
Walking down the halls, the brunette had been going over a few vocabulary words in her head that she had to have memorized for eighth period. Turning to the cafeteria doors, she opened them and made her way to the salad line as usual, humming her favorite 'Annie' song.
"Hey, Rach." Rachel heard a small voice. She turned to find the head cheerleader standing behind her with a paper in her hand as well as an origami whale. She had probably been standing there for a while.
"Quinn." Rachel said suspiciously, eyeing both the pieces of paper. Quinn pushed them towards the girl, Rachel eyeing them before letting her hand open to hold each item. "What's this?"
"You'll see." Quinn replied with a smile and walked off, Santana meeting the girl at the end.
"What was that?" Santana asked, turning back to see Rachel holding each item with complete confusion.
"I'll tell you in a second. I'm going to need your help with something" Quinn replied.
Rachel was still staring at the piece of paper in one hand and the origami whale in the other. Putting the whale in her skirt pocket, she decided to open the note first, noticing the blue cursive handwriting that was Quinn's.
I know you're still mad, but please come to the pep rally later on. You always go to the library because you say the noise can hurt your hearing which might make you unable to hear in one ear causing you to be tone-deaf one day. But please just come for me. I promise you wont regret it.
Furrowing her eyebrows, Rachel continued to read.
P.S. I'm sorry for the whale. I tried doing a flower, but Melanie Lu couldn't get me to do a 'proper rose'. The whale was the only thing that looked half decent.
Save the whales!
Rachel's face softened while laughing at the silly note, feeling her eyes water slightly. She looked up to see Quinn staring at her from the other end of the cafeteria with a smile, almost reminding her of an eager puppy. Rachel nodded her head slightly before turning around tog et her food and proceed to the Glee table.
As the day went by, Rachel made her way through her classes, her hand constantly in her skirt pocket to feel the note for comfort. Feeling the ridges of the whale and laughing at the memory of Quinn's note.
'Save the Whales!'
Finally, eighth period came and she quickly finished her test in record time, turning it in to the front while most were still stuck on the first few words. She walked back to her desk and went to open her binder to begin her homework for her other class. Unable to concentrate, she took the small origami whale out and began looking at it.
It had two blue dots on either side for the eyes, a crooked smile and a small heart on the tail. The paper looked as if it had been wrinkled plenty of times, probably when Quinn had attempted to make the flower.
Before she knew it, the bell had rang and Principal Figgins' voice came on the intercom, directing all kids to the gymnasium or library. Packing her things up, Rachel took the left to the gym, finding Kurt and Mercedes on the way over.
"I don't even know why I come to these things. There's nothing but a bunch of jocks running around like animals who haven't feasted on blood in days." Kurt said to the two of them, grabbing his bag protectively as someone began yelling behind the three of them.
"Come on, Kurt. It's the high school experience." Mercedes said with a big smile.
"Perhaps I don't want to experience this every Friday." Kurt replied, eyeing a certain mohawk haired jock who was pretending to do vulgar things behind the young math teacher.
As they all made their way inside the gymnasium, Rachel sat next to Kurt who was in the middle of both her and Mercedes. She set her things down gently in front of her and watched as the coaches gave their usual pep talks, games were played and then finally the McKinley's band came out to signal the last ten minutes of the day.
"I wonder how someone so short can be in charge of something so big." Kurt said, eyeing a small freshman with a tuba. Rachel laughed as she watched the band end. Finally Figgins came out once again to speak to the class.
"Now please put your hands together for McKinley High School's state champion Cheerios." Figgins read in his usual monotone voice from a small notecard as girls began to run out from behind them, Brittany, Santana and Quinn in the very front row. Each Cheerio had a matching smile on their face and stood with their hands on either side of their hips. Rachel eyed Quinn and smiled at the girl, noticing how she was scanning the bleachers until Rachel pushed her hand into the air slightly and waved. She noticed the wave of relief that washed upon Quinn's face before taking a deep breath.
They began their usual routine, backflips, front flips, everything. Rachel watched each girl running to the other to make sure their routine was perfect, and it was. Now she understood why they were state champions. Sue watched from the end, her hands crossed over her chest and her eyebrows furrowed as she held her tongue to spit out something nasty towards them. From Rachel's point of view it looked fantastic.
It was finally over, the routine ending with three cheerleaders picking Quinn up easily and letting the girl touch her toes before catching her as she fell in their arms safely. Everyone cheered before Quinn took a deep breath and made her way towards Figgins, asking for the microphone. He furrowed his eyebrows before handing it over to the girl cautiously. Quinn turned to see Santana nodding her on. Rachel felt her heart increase as she straightened her back to better see the girl.
"What is she doing?" Kurt asked, watching Quinn just as intently.
"Sh." Rachel said towards him.
"Hello, students of McKinley." Quinn started off into the dead silent gym.
"This isn't part of the routine!" Rachel heard Sue say from the other side of the auditorium towards Figgins.
"How's everyone enjoying the pep rally!?" Quinn asked with a smile. Everyone cheered and wooed, a few jocks cat-called from the bottom. Rachel eyed them from her spot before she heard Quinn's voice again.
"Well, I'm very glad you're all having a nice time! Go Titans!" She yelled again. She laughed and waited for the cheering to die down. "I know you all came for a pep rally...but I promised someone I'd do something for her if she came here today." Quinn stopped for a moment, taking the microphone in both hands and gulping. She noticed the quiet gym, someone coughing slightly to break the silence. She turned to Santana yet again and noticed the girl motion her to keep going. Quinn nodded and turned with her eyes closed before bringing the microphone to her dry lips and beginning to sing.
"Look at the stars...look how they shine for you." She sang, gulping again. "And everything you do, they were all yellow."
"What the hell is she doing?" Mercedes said on the other side of Kurt.
"I have no idea." Kurt replied, looking just as confused.
Rachel on the other hand was clutching at the note, tears beginning to form in her brown eyes as she stared at the girl. Her heart began to beat furiously in her chest as she bit into her bottom lip to attempt to prevent her tears from falling.
"I came along, I wrote a song for you, and all the things you do and it was called yellow." Taking a deep breath, Quinn began walking towards the bleachers and up the stairs in the middle making her way to Rachel. "So then I took my turn, oh what a thing to have done...and it was all yellow."
Santana was now walking towards the band kids, telling them to harmonize as best they could with Quinn's a cappella. They all looked at each other and began a soft tune as Quinn made her way up the steps with the microphone shaking in her hands.
"Your skin, yeah your skin and bones turn into something beautiful. You know, you know I love you so." Finally reaching Rachel, she pushed her hand out to the tear stricken girl and felt a small hand wrap around her pale fingers just as Mercedes and Kurt's jaw dropped at the exact same time. Looking straight into Rachel's eyes, Quinn sang out the next note just as the band stopped on cue. "You know I love you so."
Just then, the band continued the melody, Rachel pushing herself on Quinn, attacking her lips as best she could and wrapping her arms around the girl's neck. Besides the band, the gymnasium was completely silent, everyone watching the two girls until finally someone from the bottom row yelled 'woo' causing others to clap and whistle.
Before she knew it, Rachel was being pulled off of her, Principal Figgins behind with a stern look. "No Public Display of Affection in any form will be tolerated in my school!"
Looking to Quinn, she noticed the small red shade on the girl's face, the microphone still shaking in her hand. Taking the mic from the girl, Figgins yelled at the band to stop with their music and for everyone to go home. Half of everyone got up and began clapping, the other half leaving and shouting hateful things at the two girls. Something about disrupting everyone with their homosexuality. They weren't sure. Rachel was too busy staring at Quinn with complete adoration, Quinn feeling her heart grow ten times in her chest. With his hands still on Rachel's shoulder, Figgins began directing people out, Sue helping as well, both their faces red. Quinn smiled at the girl before mouthing the words 'I love you', Rachel feeling a fresh wave of tears flow as she mouthed the same thing back.