A/N: Longest chapter i've written so far

Hope you all enjoy.

-yccmflr

"Did you say Noah Puckerman?" Quinn said, dumbstruck. Her mouth was hanging agape as she tried to comprehend what Rachel had just said.

"Quinn I am so sorry, you need to understand that-"

"You're the 'hot jewish senior'.." Quinn said using air quotes. She moved away from Rachel and got off the bed to walk towards the other side of the room. She shook her head as if to clear the thoughts from her head and began pacing.

"Quinn I had no idea you even existed, he didn't say anything-"

"Do you know how many times I pictured meeting you? How many times I played over this conversation, what I was going to say to you? Oh my god, I hated you, I blamed it all on you. When he told me he was in love with someone else I wanted to die. I told myself if I ever found out who it was I would destroy their life-"

"Quinn please, I am so sorry believe me I hate him almost as much as you-" Rachel pleaded.

"Let me finish," The blonde said harshly, "God I had this perfect fucking speech for what I would say." Quinn laughed dryly, shaking her head at her own naivety.

"If I had met you back then I don't know what I would have done. Well I'd probably have slapped you then thrown several slushies at you…" Quinn said lost in thought for a second, "The truth is Rachel, I don't want to do any of that now. Now that I know you, I could never hurt you…now all I want to do- now all I want to do is- is- I just want to- kiss you-" Quinn said softly.

The blonde finally stopping pacing as she turned to face Rachel who was sitting numbly on the bed.

"I just want to kiss you." Quinn repeated.

"So what are you waiting for?" Rachel said quietly, standing up and taking several tentative steps towards Quinn.

Quinn took a small step forward so that they were face to face, then she took a deep breath and kissed her. She let her eyes flutter shut and let her walls down for a brief second. Rachel let out a whimper and wrapped her arms tightly around Quinn's body. Quinn allowed herself to sink into the kiss but when she felt Rachel's tongue ghost her lips, asking for further access the reality of the situation hit her. She was kissing Rachel again. Rachel was the girl Puck had been in love with. This was so fucked up.

She immediately pulled back and retreated to the opposite side of the room. She held her hand up to her mouth in shock at what she had just done and she stared wide-eyed at Rachel who looked like she was about to cry.

"I'm sorry I just can't-"

"Quinn!"

"I just need time to think. I'm sorry it's just so fucked up." Quinn said before grabbing her jacket and fleeing the room, leaving Rachel very much alone and confused.

The small brunette stood shocked in the room not knowing what to do with herself. She walked back over to her bed and sat down.

Rachel was surprised that Quinn hadn't been angry about the revelation regarding Noah. In fact Quinn's reaction was the last she was expecting, the blonde had kissed her… If the roles were reversed and they had traded places Rachel would be furious at Quinn. She knew Noah was a bit of a bad boy, that was part of the attraction but the way he treated Quinn was awful and Rachel felt sick to her stomach thinking about what had happened.

Her and Finn had been on a break (one of their many throughout the time they were dating) when she first slept with Noah. She had met him during summer before Senior year at a dance class. He had been dancing since he was 5 and had just transferred into Rachel's class. Rachel had always had a sneaky suspicion that she was one of the few people who knew he danced. They had clicked instantly, he was charming, fun and a badass which had turned Rachel on more that she cared to admit. They were paired as dance partners which meant they would often go over new routines at Rachel's. Then when her and Finn broke up he was there to console her- and it had just happened. Then it had happened again and again and again.

Rachel had slept with him in the dance studio, all over her house, in the backseat of her car and even in the locker rooms. It was purely passion based and Rachel ended it after a week and a half when Finn asked for her back. Her and Finn agreed not to tell one another what had happened during their 'break', so it was pretty obvious he had slept with someone else as well- but that had never bothered Rachel (that probably should have been the first warning sign of their doomed relationship).

Puck shrugged it off saying something about a little black book and all the other 'chicks' that would kill to be with him, but Rachel could see how hurt he was behind his eyes. He had understood but Rachel had still felt terribly guilty- that was until now. Now she felt furious.

Rachel turned on her phone and called Kurt. He would know what to do with this completely messed up situation. He was one of the few people who knew about Noah and she was sure he had guessed about Quinn as well.

"Kurt?"

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"Yes I know it's late I'm sorry, but I need your advice."

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"Okay fine yes it is about Quinn."

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"Have you spoken to Finn yet?"

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"Oh I thought he would have told you…I broke up with him this morning."

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"He didn't take it well, he was really upset so he probably just needs time to process, I'm sure he'll call you soon."

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"I'll tell you about it later, can I come over now?"

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"I'll bring wine. See you in 15."

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Rachel hung up her phone and checked the time, it was 12.15am, if she hurried now she would catch the last tube to Kurt's- he lived very near by in a small one bedroom flat in Dalston. When her and Brittany first came to London they had stayed there, but after a few days it became clear that they would need there own space. One morning they were woken up to the noises of him having sex so they cleared out their stuff and moved to the hostel.

Quinn had found her way to the rooftop bar, it was 12.15am and she needed a drink. She ordered a bottle of the house red- which basically tasted of vinegar- and sat in the corner alone so that no one would interrupt her. After two glasses she was feeling satisfactorily inebriated so she downed the rest of her glass and walked out the french sliding doors to get some fresh air.

It was empty up there except for one other person who was leaning against the barriers, smoking a cigarette and taking in the view. Something about the blonde intrigued Quinn so she made her way over.

"Can I have a cigarette?" Quinn asked quite bluntly, standing next to the other blonde.

The girl turned slowly towards her, not bothering to look at Quinn she held out the packet and refocused her attention on the city below her.

"I'm Kitty."

"Quinn." She nodded, "Do you have a light?" She asked, handing back the packet once the cigarette was between her lips.

Kitty passed over a lighter before taking a drag on her own cigarette and turning to face the other blonde.

"Are you staying here?"

"Yeah, i'm here with my best friend. You?"

"I'm here by myself but I used to live here so I know a few people in the city."

"You're by yourself?" Quinn asked curiously, taking a long drag of her cigarette and exhaling slowly.

"I'm on a gap year. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life so my parents gave me a bunch of money and told me to go find yourself.." Kitty said rolling her eyes slightly.

"You're lucky, that's one of my dreams. I love travelling."

"I hate it."

"Why?" Quinn was surprised by the girl's honesty.

"My dad's a US ambassador so I've had to move every few years. I've moved country 9 times.." Kitty took a long drag of her cigarette before continuing, "Sure it's great to have lived in so many different places- but it also means having to leave friends and boyfriends behind. I'm also always unpacking and I don't get a say in it."

"I can see why you would hate travelling…So where have you lived?"

"Well I was born in Boston, then when I was two we moved to Kuwait, then to Austria, Russia, China, Germany, I lived here in London for three years, Indonesia, then I moved to Australia. My parents have just moved to Milan. I'm 19 so I'm just trying to figure out what I want to do with my life."

"I would kill to go to half of those places. This is actually my first time out of the states. I've spent the summer travelling around Europe with my best friend."

"Sounds like fun…I loved it here, I was also pretty gutted to leave Sydney, I made some great friends there. Where about's in the US are you from?"

"Ohio but I'm moving to New York in a few weeks for college."

"Oh nice, most of my family live in Boston and New York so I've travelled back and forth for years. I think I'll probably apply for Columbia in New York or I might stay here, I haven't decided yet…"

"You have time to decided, I wouldn't worry."

"I'll just have to follow my heart or some crap like that, everyone says that's the most important thing right?" Kitty laughed.

Suddenly it hit her. Follow my heart. Holy shit she was right. She had always thought Puck had been her heart- in fact a few years ago she was prepared to follow him to LA. So when she found out that Rachel had been with him it surprised her that she didn't actually care about him, Quinn just wanted her. Surely that meant something?

"Quinn?" Kitty asked, waving her hand in front of her face.

"Sorry, I'm a bit drunk." The blonde laughed nervously, "Urh I have to make a call…I'll see you around though?"

"Sure, it was nice to meet you." Kitty smiled softly.

15 minutes later Rachel arrived at Kurt's, bottle of wine in hand she rung the buzzer so that Kurt could let her up. Half an hour later she had caught him up on everything Quinn related and they were already halfway through their bottle of wine.

"So you like her?"

"Yes, but do you think it's too soon after Finn?"

"I wouldn't tell Finn, but honestly when was the last time you felt like you were in love with Finn?"

"Senior year."

"Oh crap that's ages ago! Rachel why didn't you break up with him sooner?"

"I didn't realise any of this until about a week ago!" Rachel whined, burying her head into Kurt's shoulder.

"Quinn's hot, you should go for it Rach. She clearly has feelings for you!"

"She's absolutely gorgous…but we also get on so well. She seems to just get me. But she's so damaged Kurt, I'm scared it's going to take her a long time to accept whatever this is."

"Then give her time. Honestly, she seems to be coming around pretty quickly to me. She's kissed you twice hasn't she?"

Rachel nodded before staring back into her glass of wine.

"So give her time, talk to her, get to know her better! Ooo do you have plans for tomorrow?"

"We're going to a gallery in the morning, then- OH MY GOD, I FORGOT TO TELL YOU-BRITTANDSANTANAAREGOINGONADATE!" Rachel squealed so loudly Kurt almost fell off the sofa.

"Rachel sweetie I didn't hear a word of that.." Kurt laughed.

"Britt and Santana are going on a date tomorrow!"

"Are you serious?" He squealed as well, "I knew something would happen between them!"

"Yes! It's so exciting. They keep sneaking off to make out and when they come back they're all flustered and out of breath it's hilarious."

"Urh they'll be so hot together, I'm so happy for B, Santana seems urh…"

"Like a bitch?" the diva laughed.

"Well yes, but she's pretty cool."

"That's what I first thought but she's a complete sweetheart, she just likes to act tough. I just hope she doesn't hurt Britt, she's had quite a string of shitty relationships."

"Do you remember that girl Bree?"

"That girl was the devil." Rachel almost growled.

"Urh 'Psycho Bree'.."

"Urh and then there was Closet-case Kevin-" Rachel laughed.

"He was gayer than I am, I don't know how she didn't see it- Britt actually has the worst gaydar." Kurt giggled, he was getting drunk quite quickly.

"Didn't you hook up with him after?"

"Yess, but they only went out twice so it's fine!"

Both of them exploded into fits of laughter.

"Anyway, seeming as Britt and Santana are out tomorrow night would you and Quinn like to come to a fashion show with me? I get a plus two because I helped organise it. And I think I'm going to need Quinn there if you come. I need someone who actually appreciates fashion." Kurt sighed, taking in Rachel's ensemble.

"Kurt I'm wearing jeans and a black tee, there's nothing wrong with this outfit!" Rachel huffed.

"Are you going to come or not?" Kurt laughed.

"Yes, it actually sounds great thanks Kurt. I hope Quinn wants to come though.." Rachel slurred slightly.

"Call her!"

As soon as Kurt said this Rachel's phone started ringing. She checked the caller ID and showed it to Kurt, before walking out of the room to the corridor and answering.

"Rachel?"

"Yes? Quinn are you okay?"

"Rach, I'm so sorry I left. I need to talk to you, are you still in the room?"

"I'm at Kurt's but talk to me now?" Rachel asked hopefully.

"I freaked out I'm sorry. But I realised that I don't care about Puck, he's not a part of my life anymore and he's a huge- a huge- poo" Quinn giggled slightly, " Sorry I'm a bit drink…a bit drunk. Anyway you are a part of my life now, and I don't care about the past I just want to be able to have you in my future somehow." Quinn finished quietly, waiting for Rachel to respond.

"He is a huge poo and I'm also quite drunk." Rachel giggled, "I'm so sorry about what he did you you Quinn. If I had known…" Rachel trailed off. "I like you Quinn. I want to get to know you better and I want to figure out whatever this thing between us is."

"I think I'd like that as well."

"Kurt has two tickets to a fashion show tomorrow if you'd like to come? We could go as friends?"

"Yes, that sounds good.. Are you staying at Kurt's tonight?"

"I think so, but I'll see you tomorrow morning?"

"Sleep well. And Rach? I like you too." Quinn said before hanging up.

Rachel was grinning like crazy when she returned to Kurt, who pressed her for details before the pair fell into a slumber on the floor of Kurt's living room.

The next day a hungover Rachel and Kurt made their way to the hostel, when they got to the room they found Quinn and Brittany chatting on the floor. Quinn smiled at Rachel shyly before exchanging hugs with Kurt. A few minutes later they were all sat around the room chatting when a shout came from the bathroom.

"QUINN I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" Santana screamed from the bathroom.

A few seconds later she came storming out wearing just a towel, there were soap suds still in her hair and she was holding a razor and shaving cream. The Latina looked furious, Kurt and Rachel looked confused, Brittany's mouth was hanging agape and her eyes were roaming the Latina's almost naked body, but Quinn was laughing hysterically.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice the fucking field of grass you put in my bag, pockets and purse?" Quinn laughed, dodging the Latina's blows.

"You swapped my shaving cream for toothpaste!" Santana growled, "Oh it is on Fabray, watch your back." She said before storming back into the bathroom.

"Wait till she brushes her teeth, I switched her toothpaste for shaving cream." Quinn winked, howling with laughter.

"Aww poor San, that's mean Quinn." Brittany said frowning.

"Oh please, that bitch almost got me arrested in Barcelona." Quinn scoffed.

"What did she do?" Kurt asked curiously.

"What happens in Barcelona stays in Barcelona. But lets just say it involved a bag of powdered sugar, a roast chicken and fake blood."

"What on earth could that-"

"You don't want to know." Quinn said darkly.

"Okay… and I didn't realise how late it was! We need to get ready. Quinn show me what you're wearing darling. Rachel, get changed I picked out an outfit for you- it's in my bag." He nodded towards a duffel bag on the floor.

Quinn got to her feet, took her outfit out of her cupboard and walked into the bathroom. Brittany laughed when she heard what sounded suspiciously like Santana growling and then a string of angry Spanish words.

A few minutes later the Latina came storming out of the bathroom again. Brittany tried her hardest not to laugh at her angry face but it was too hard. She let out a small giggle and Santana rolled her eyes at her before the blonde pulled her to the floor. Santana curled into Brittany and the two sat cuddled up on the floor.

"B you have to help me get revenge on Quinn. She swapped my toothpaste for shaving cream." Santana growled.

"We'll plan tonight." Brittany giggled and placed a small kiss on Santana's forehead. Within seconds the darker girl's scowl faded into a shy smile and she buried her head into Brittany's neck.

"Urh you guys are so fricking cute, but get a room." Kurt laughed throwing a pillow at the girls. He missed horribly and it landed a few feet away, but Santana still flipped him off for good measure.

A few minutes later Quinn came out of the bathroom wearing a tight, figure hugging black jumpsuit which had words stitched roughly into it in a dark emerald green. The words gave the outfit more texture and variety while highlighting her hazel eyes. It was strapless with a low cut back so it showed off a decent amount of skin, while still looking tastefully classy. She had paired it with smokey eye make-up and emerald green heels.

"Quinn, you have outdone yourself, that outfit is beautiful, is it another Fabray original?" Kurt said squealing, as he circled her hungrily like a shark, taking in every detail of the dress.

"Urh yeah, but I made this ages ago when I first got my sewing machine so It's not the neatest-"

"Wow. I am lost for words Quinn, and as I am sure you know, that is a very rare occurrence. You truly are very talented." Rachel interrupted the blonde.

"Ewwww you look gross." Santana shouted from across the room, Quinn flipped her off with a scowl, "I'm kidding Q, even though I've seen that outfit a hundred times, it's one of my favourites, you look hot Fabray." The Latina said before whispering something to Brittany who giggled and swatted her arm.

"What do the words say?" Rachel inquired, trying to read the jumpsuit,

"Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle." Kurt read out loud from the top, around Quinn's chest area, crossing over her heart.

Rachel joined in and read a line that circled her waist.

"I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then." Rachel hummed, thinking about where she had heard that from, "These sound so familiar, where do I recognise them from?"

"The stitching is of my favourite quotes from Alice in Wonderland…" Quinn said blushing, "It's always been my favourite book."

"My favourite one's on her butt," Santana said with a smirk winking at Quinn, as everyone turned to look at Quinn's backside, "It's better to be feared than loved."

"Can you guys stop looking at my ass please?" Quinn laughed, turning around with a light scowl.

Rachel flushed red and immediately averted her eyes. She had changed into the outfit Kurt had selected for her. It was a flared pale purple and cream skirt which showed off her slender legs, with a tight sleeveless black top and black strappy heels. And although Rachel hadn't noticed, Quinn had found it hard to take her eyes away from the singer's never-ending legs. But Rachel was oblivious to Quinn's ogling because she was too busy checking out the blonde in question.

"Shouldn't you guys go?" Brittany said

"What time is it?" Kurt asked

"Almost 7.30.."

"Oh gosh yeah we should have left 10 minutes ago. Fabray it's your fault for wearing such a fabulous outfit." He winked before dragging the two girls out of the door.

"Have an amazing night girls!" Rachel called behind her, waving at her two friends.

"San don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Quinn winked.

As soon as the door slammed shut Santana and Brittany practically launched themselves at each other. Within seconds the kiss deepened, Santana's hands were tangled in Brittany's hair as the blonde guided them towards the closest bed. Without detaching their lips Santana managed to straddle Brittany as the blonde's hands trailed up the Latina's back.

Santana's hands found their way under Brittany's top and the blonde squirmed at the sudden contact, Santana felt Brittany's abs and let out a loud moan. Brittany giggled into the kiss and moved her lips to Santana's neck. The dancer tugged at Santana's top and pulled it over her head then took her own tee off. Santana nipped at her collar-bone and Brittany guided the Latina's hands to her breasts.

Then the door swung open.

"I forgot my-AHHHH" Rachel screamed, shielding her eyes from the half naked girls in front of her who had sprung apart slightly and were both flushed dark red, from frustration and embarrassment.

"What?" Quinn's voice came before she walked through the door a few seconds later, "Jesus Christ, we leave you two alone for 5 minutes and you're already getting at it." Quinn picked up Santana's shirt from the floor and threw it at her friend.

"You had to use my bed didn't you?" Rachel whined, still shielding her eyes.

Quinn was laughing at Santana's scowl, which made the Latina even angrier.

"You're such cockblockers." She practically growled.

Brittany, sensing an imminent fight decided to defuse the situation by pressing a small kiss to the fuming girl's lips. Santana immediately softened and smiled against the fair girl's lips.

"Anyway it's a good thing they walked in, I have a lot planned for us tonight." Brittany smiled brightly, standing up and pulling her own tee over her head.

"Wanky.." the Latina winked.

"Ew you guys are so gross, when we get back tonight we're establishing some ground rules regarding you two dating." Quinn said, shaking her head.

Rachel's eyes sparkled, "Ooo I'll make a powerpoint!"

"That won't be necessary Rach!" Brittany giggled at the diva's pout.

"Yeah seriously Berry a fricking powerpoint? Really?" Santana said rolling her eyes.

"We'll talk about it later, we need to go!" Quinn said as she waited for Rachel to find her purse.

After they left Santana found herself smiling shyly at Brittany as the blonde gathered her things together for their date. Santana was usually the one to take someone out on the first date but as Brittany pointed out, she knew London a lot better than Santana did.

"So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise!" Brittany giggled before grabbing Santana's hand and pulling her out of the door.

"Okay give me a clue?"

Brittany thought for a second before letting out a strange noise which sounded like a mix between a roar and a baa. Santana's face was confused as she tried to figure out what on earth Brittany was doing.

"Are you okay Britt?" She said raising her eyebrow at her friend, "You're not feeling ill are you?"

"That was your clue! Now come on or we're going to be late."

"Worse clue ever…"

"It'll make sense later." Brittany shrugged.

Half an hour later they arrived at a park and Brittany said that they were almost there. However, Santana's confusion grew because it was getting dark and the parks would shut soon. She also noticed how near they were to the hill her and Quinn sat on the other day after they got lost.

"Okay we're here!" Brittany said enthusiastically as they stood outside a small green turnstile gate that almost blended into the overgrowth around it.

Brittany took two tickets out of her purse and passed one to Santana, she placed hers under a small ticket scanner and walked through the gate. Santana's confusion was growing as she did the same with her ticket and walked through. Brittany waited for Santana before taking her hand and walking down a dimly lit path with vegetation surrounding it.

"Britt where are we?" Santana asked, clinging closely to the blonde's arm.

"You'll see in about 10 seconds." She said excitedly.

Sure enough, about 10 seconds later they arrived at a large opening where around 15 other couples were standing underneath a sign which read 'ZSL LONDON ZOO'.

"We're at the zoo?!" Santana grinned.

"Yeah one night a week they open late for 'ZSL zoo late nights' for around 30 couples."

"Britt this is so cool! Do we get to see tigers?"

"Yep! Hang on, wait here I'll be back in a sec." The blonde said before skipping towards one of the event organisers who handed her a map and a canvas bag.

"What's in there?" Santana asked curiously, pointing towards the canvas bag.

"A picnic and champagne! It's part of the night." She smiled.

"Britt this is perfect!"

Santana linked hands with the blonde and they started walking around the zoo. They saw the penguins first- they even got to feed one of them a fish which Brittany loved. They then went on to see the monkeys, elephants and then the giraffes.

While they were at the giraffe enclosure Santana said one of the things she had always wanted to do was tell a giraffe how stupid it looks. Brittany had frowned at her after she said it and the blonde then apologised for Santana's behaviour and told the giraffe it was beautiful just the way it was.

Finally after seeing almost all of the animals in the park they made their way to the tiger enclosure, where they decided to set up their picnic. Brittany took out a small picnic rug from the bag, a bottle of champagne and the food. They sat and ate while they watched the tigers dozily walk around, waking up from their afternoon naps. Santana squealed when two small tiger cubs crawled out from behind a sheltered area.

"They're so cute." Brittany cooed.

"You're so cute" Santana said, placing her head on Brittany's shoulder as they snuggled together.

The tiger cubs were adorable, chasing after one another and playing. The older tigers picked them up by the scruff of their necks occasionally when they were misbehaving.

"The smaller cub is kinda like Rachel! It's small and cute but keeps whining when the other cub doesn't follow it!" Brittany giggled pointing to the smaller of the two cubs who was making a small squeaking noise.

"The bigger one is kind of like Quinn, it's quieter but it's kinda a bitch to the other cub when it whines." Santana laughed.

They fell into a comfortable silence before Brittany spoke again.

"When do you go back to New York?"

"About two and a half weeks time, Judy, Quinn's mom is driving all our stuff down and meeting us there for inductions. When do you go back?"

"Just under four weeks, San can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything Britt, what's up?"

"What do you want to happen between us? I mean it's your first year at NYU so you probably don't want to be tied down. I know I didn't want to be in my first year at Juilliard. And I'm sure there are loads of pretty girls who would want the go out with-"

Santana cut Brittany's nervous rambling off by kissing her tenderly on the lips. Brittany's anxiety melted away as she moved closer into the Latina's body. Santana gently pulled away, taking Brittany's hand in her own.

"I'm sure that's true but guess what? I don't care about other girls If I have you. Britt I really like you and I want to take you out again…I can't guarantee it will be as amazing as this but-"

"Yes, yes and yes."

"So breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"I would love that San."

Santana felt butterflies in her stomach as Brittany smiled brightly and snuggled closer into her side. She had never felt this way about someone before, as much as it terrified Santana it was exciting and she couldn't wait to see where this was going. When she was younger she had always shut herself off because she was scared of getting hurt but she realised now that even if there is pain to follow it will all be worth it for the chance to be in love.

"Models this way." A woman said, shuffling Quinn away from the crowd.

"Excuse me, i'm not a model! Sorry I'm just here with my friends." she said pointing towards Kurt and Rachel who were laughing.

The woman apologised before speaking into her earpiece and hurrying away. It was busy at the fashion show and everyone was running around making sure everything was in place. Kurt had seats in the press section which meant they would get to see the show but they could also go backstage.

"You should have gone with her Quinn, imagine if you walked the runway!" Kurt squealed.

"Please I'm not model material," Quinn laughed.

"That's not true, you're beautiful." Rachel said brightly, linking arms with her friends.

"Well thank-you Rach but I'm too short!"

"Oh well, in 5 years time they'll all be wearing your designs anyway!" Rachel smiled.

They found their seats so Kurt sat while Rachel went to the bathroom and Quinn went to get drinks for them all. On her way back from the bar she passed a group of people laughing, they had press passes on and one of them had a camera. She didn't pay them much attention before she heard a shout. She didn't think it was directed at her until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She spun on the spot and saw the man with the camera and a woman standing next to him.

"Excuse me, we work at Vogue online, we're doing a piece for the event on best dressed and we saw you walk past. Could we take your photograph and ask you a few questions about your piece?" The woman said signalling to her outfit.

"Urh sure, can I just give my friends their drinks?"

"We'll come with you, then we can take your photo there?"

"Okay thanks." Quinn smiled, this was a good opportunity for her. It wasn't much but she may be on Vogue online, it could give her more recognition if she ever decided to pursue a career in fashion.

Quinn handed Rachel and Kurt their drinks before explaining that they wanted to take her photo and ask her a few questions. Rachel squealed and whispered to Kurt about it as they took Quinn's photo.

"So what's your name, how old are you and where are you from?" The woman asked Quinn, who stood slightly awkwardly with her drink in hand.

"Quinn Fabray, I'm 19 originally from Ohio but I'm moving to New York in the fall to start at NYU."

The woman scribbled that down before nodding and asking another question.

"We all loved your outfit but no one could recognise the designer, where's it from?"

"Urh I actually made it myself."

"You made that dress yourself? That's very impressive."

"It's an original Fabray, I've seen her other designs watch out for this one I promise you she'll be a name to remember." Kurt jumped in winking at Quinn, "Hi I'm Kurt Hummel I'm working at Vogue magazine, my boss asked me to speak to you tonight about the best dressed list, we're doing a collaboration between the magazine and vogue online."

They chatted a bit before the lights flashed signalling the show was about to begin.

"Quinn this is so exciting!"

Quinn smiled at Rachel taking in her sparkling eyes and she leant in and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Just thank you."

The lights dimmed, the music came on and the trio turned their attention towards the show.

A/N: Thoughts? Quite a bit happens so sorry if it all got a bit complicated/confused etc.

I have three exams this week so I'll try and write another chapter after those but it may have to wait until I finish uni (30th May) so bear with me, I promise I will update!

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-yccmflr