Quinn was awoken the next morning by the sound of elliptical and heavy puffing. She turned her head on the pillow to see what could have caused the entire ruckus and saw Rachel on the machine. She opened her mouth, about to tell Rachel to keep it down, but finding it hard to get a word out because her eyes had settled on Rachel's backside. It went for a few minutes until Rachel finally stopped and turned around. It startled her a bit to see that Quinn's awake, but what's more shocking was that she caught Quinn looking at her back and not even trying to cover it. In fact Quinn gave her that Cheshire cat smile.
"Good morning," Rachel felt shy all of a sudden.
"Good morning," Quinn's voice sounded deeper. She moved to Rachel's side of the bed, setting her head on Rachel's pillow.
Rachel sat on her side of the bed, "How's your sleep?"
"It was pretty good. And yours?"
"It was good … considering that normally I would have the whole bed to myself, so no one would constantly kick my legs," she said sarcastically.
"I'm sorry. How many times did I wake you up?" Quinn looked apologetic.
"Just a few times." They exchanged a look, but from a look it became a stare that none were willing to back down. Rachel conceded at last, "I'm going to take a shower. You better too."
Quinn used the guest's bathroom and finished her shower first. She's already in her Cheerios uniform and was in the middle of putting on her make-up on when Rachel came out from the bathroom, in her towel, again. But this time Quinn didn't even pretend not to look. In fact she made it obvious that she's leering. Rachel felt conscious with all the attention, so she quickly took her clothes and went back to the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later wearing a striped top and black pleated short skirt. She saw that Quinn was ready and sitting on the edge of the bed, so she quickly put on some make-up. When she's done, she turned to look at Quinn but saw that her eyes cast down, so she sat next to Quinn.
"Are you okay?" Rachel asked softly.
"I'm actually afraid to go to school. Can you believe that?" Quinn scoffed. "What if it became worse? What if I lash out at everyone?" She was very worried.
"I thought you have no control over your emotions, so why would you be lashing out at everyone?"
"Because that's how I feel most of the time. People annoy me. I get annoyed easily, but I was able to mask all of them before. But now that the wall's not there, it'll be like a minefield."
Rachel linked her hand with Quinn's hand that was holding the bed sheet tightly. Quinn looked at their linked hands and smiled.
"At least there's one good thing that came out of all of this." She looked at Rachel and her tone became serious, "Rachel, I don't know if the spell's going to be broken, hopefully at some point, or if it will stay forever and probably drive me insane, but at this moment, I just want us to remember this."
She leaned in and Rachel was too stunned to move away. Even though Rachel had wanted to kiss Quinn, she never initiated it because she's afraid that what Quinn said had been true all along, that Quinn did feel this way towards her just because of the wish and nothing more. She didn't want to start something that she's afraid she would want more, and what if she won't get more? But at this moment, her rational mind wasn't working.
Quinn closed her eyes and slowly pressed their lips together. Rachel responded instantly. The kiss lasted for a few seconds, but then Rachel took a deep breath and Quinn used that moment to deepen the kiss. It escalated quickly. Quinn put her right hand on Rachel's left thigh, and with Rachel's short skirt, it meant that Quinn's hand was actually on her thigh. She pushed Rachel to lie on the bed and positioned her body on top of Rachel. Her right hand moved up Rachel's thigh slowly and their linked hands were pressed on the bed above Rachel's head. Rachel's other hand was on Quinn's neck, pulling her closer.
There was a loud knock on the door, "You two need to have breakfast now if you want to be in school on time!" Hiram shouted.
Quinn quickly stood up and adjusted her uniform. Rachel was breathing heavily. She propped her arms on the bed, "Yes dad! We're coming down now!" She looked at Quinn who was still standing on the same spot looking confused. "We should go down now."
They picked up their bags and went down to the kitchen for breakfast without exchanging any words. Quinn was quiet during breakfast; she answered questions from Hiram and Leroy with short and simple answers. She was quiet the whole time they were driving to school too; she spent most of the time looking out the window. Rachel's worried that the kiss might have freaked her out. Hell, Rachel was freaked out too at how fast it escalated, but she wasn't the one who started it and took it to another level. She parked the car furthest away from other cars, and since it's still quite early, there weren't that many cars around. She touched Quinn's arm and was glad that Quinn didn't flinch. Quinn looked at her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah."
"Since we don't have any classes together today, I guess I'll see you maybe during lunch hour or after school?"
"I have Cheerios practice until 4," Quinn's voice sounded distant.
"Oh," Rachel was confused with Quinn's attitude, "So do you want me to give you a ride home or are you going to get a ride with someone else."
"You don't mind waiting till 4?"
The question confused her even more because there's a hint of hope when Quinn was distant just a few seconds ago, "No, I can practice some songs at the auditorium or something."
"Okay. I'll see you later then," and Quinn walked out of the car without a glance back.
Rachel watched Quinn made her way into the school and she tried hard to understand what just happened there.
First period went without a hitch for Quinn. She was pretty happy that she hadn't gotten into any trouble yet. Unfortunately her happiness was short lived because the moment she closed her locker, Jacob Ben Israel was standing in front of her with a camcorder.
"Cheerleader Quinn Fabray, yesterday the school was abuzz with your pregnancy rumor …"
"What?!"
"But today the school was abuzz with a new rumor. A hotter rumor. It was reported that you were caught serenading a love song last night to the love of my life, Miss Rachel Berry. Care to comment."
"Where the hell did you hear this stupid story?" Quinn looked murderous.
"I can't reveal my source."
Quinn took a step forward.
"It was a sophomore that just moved here last week. He was at the karaoke bar last night and he recorded this."
Jacob showed Quinn the video in his phone of her spell-induced embarrassingly obsessive crazy singing. Quinn grabbed the phone and deleted the video.
"Hey, you can't do that." Quinn shoved the phone back to him. "It's okay. It's just my copy. The boy has the original."
"What's his name?" Quinn almost growled.
"I won't reveal my source."
"A sophomore that just moved here last week, right? That should be easy to track down."
"But still, the important question here is, why were you singing a love song to Rachel Berry?"
"I wasn't singing a love song to …" Quinn was growling now, "and why the hell would I want to sing a love song to her?"
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking. But weren't you there with Rachel and her dads?"
"Yes, I was there with them. Rachel was helping me with my singing; it's for a Glee Club assignment. That's all there is to it."
"Why did you look like you were in love with Rachel in the video?"
"I didn't look like … that's not … in order for me to feel the song, I have to imagine myself in that situation, so that I can sing it better. Like I said, that's all there is to it. There's nothing more."
Quinn turned to walk away.
"So can I confirm that you were not serenading a love song to Rachel Berry?"
Quinn turned around and looked straight at the camcorder, "I didn't serenade her," and walked away quickly to her next class.
Rachel was taking out the books needed for her third period class when Jacob approached her.
"Miss Rachel Berry, the love of my life, we had a report that last night Cheerleader Quinn Fabray serenaded you with a love song."
Rachel grinned at the statement, "Really?"
"I had track down the Head Cheerio and this was what she had to say." Jacob played the video of his prior conversation with Quinn.
Rachel felt like someone had punched her in the gut, not that she knew how that felt like. She thought that maybe Quinn was just covering things up. But then Quinn wasn't able to do that at all yesterday. Which means only one thing, the spell has been broken, but how? And if it was broken, did that meant that Quinn was just denying it or was she really disgusted with herself for doing that last night?
She shoved the camcorder back to Jacob.
"Care to comment."
"No comment."
She went to look for Quinn who she knew has a History class in the third period. She waited outside of the class and saw Quinn coming around the corner. Quinn saw Rachel but her face was a blank mask.
"Hi, can we talk?"
Quinn just walked passed her and without even looking said, "I don't have time."