"Quinn… Quinn? Quinn!"

Quinn's thought suddenly faltered as Rachel's voice crashed down on her. What was wrong with her today? Why did she care so much that Santana wasn't in her class today? Then again that wasn't the only thought that plagued Quinn. Since the classroom incident between her and Santana… and Quinn could just not forget about it. This was pathetic…. and kinda felt empty without her in class today….

"Yeah?" Quinn mumbled… Feeling as dejected as she looked.

Her brain hurt from trying to constantly forget about Santana, it was becoming repetitive and painful at times. And then there was that shirt…. Quinn still had Santana's shirt lying on her couch at home. She wanted to give it back… but how do you do that without everyone thinking suspiciously?

"What's on your mind?"

Quinn turned to look at Rachel sheepishly before taking a breath.

"Uhm… I was just thinking about my students. I never know what's going on in their heads… You know?"… Quinn mumbled trying to distract Rachel.

Discussing students was Rachel's favourite pass-time, but she never seemed to discuss the one student Quinn actually wanted to hear about. To correct herself…. She wanted to know what was going on in Santana's head. One moment Santana was quirky, funny… endearing and then… just once thing…. One little thing and she turns… Well… pure evil? And now… Nothing? Gone… like she had never been there at all…

"Well which ones specifically?" Rachel mumbled before taking a bite of her biscuit.

"Well Santana Lopez mostly. She wasn't in class today and with her attitude I don't think she should risk it" Quinn stated, trying to sound as professional as possible.

"Santana would never get kicked out" Rachel suddenly snorted before snickering slightly. "She's literally the Princess of this place. Her father paid for most of it and The Dean is a close family friend"

So Santana was a spoiled little brat! SHOCK! Then again Quinn shouldn't be shocked…

"I don't get you Berry. You seem like you have a vendetta against Santana, but you protected her the other day when I asked what was up with her… It's strange" Quinn mumbled before looking around. Maybe she wasn't the only one suffering from a small girl crush… Maybe… just Maybe… Rachel had one too.

Rachel started to chuckle before smiling once again… "Don't get me wrong… I don't like Santana… But she's been through a lot. I think she's just misunderstood sometimes"

"Misunderstood?" Quinn couldn't help but laugh hysterically at this… "She glued your ass to your chair"

A slight blush stained Rachel's cheeks, looking around to see if anyone heard anything.

"Yes… She did, but she came back and helped me get out of it. Saving me the embarrassment of calling the janitor."

"So that makes her a Saint?" Quinn replied in shock.

"No… It make her worth getting to know" Rachel simply answered before taking another sip of her tea. "Just don't get in to deep. Her seductive mannerisms are known throughout the University… you wouldn't want people getting the wrong idea."

Quinn's eyes widened at the last statement before she casted the across the room, avoiding Rachel's eye contact. Was Quinn guilty wish written all over her face? Could everyone see her attraction… HER STRANGE ATTRACTION… to Santana. GAWD… She wasn't turning into a raging lesbian was she? What would everyone thing? Maybe she should act ignorant?... Yeah! That would work!

"What do you mean? Santana's a girl" Quinn said innocently.

"YOU DON'T KNOW?" Rachel shouted in shocked, before dropping her head in embarrassment.

"I mean… you don't know?" Rachel whispered.

Quinn shook her head naively before she took a sip of her coffee in thought.

"She's…. Uhm… She is homosexual" Rachel whispered in a hush tone, looking around to see if anyone was listening.

"NO!" Quinn gasped in mocking shock, making Rachel nod her head quickly.

"From what I've heard… She is quite the womanizer" Rachel continued. "I'm shocked she hasn't tried to seduce me"

Quinn nearly spat her coffee out at Rachel's statement but managed to compose herself by coughing. Was Rachel being serious?

"I don't think you're her type" Quinn managed to mumble out.

Rachel thought for a moment… This thought never occurred to her. She thought "GIRL" was Santana's type…. Maybe Quinn had a point.

"You're right. She's most probably not into old woman like us." Rachel said in an attempt to make a joke… but suddenly a new thought occurred to Quinn….

I'M OLD…. That's why I'm not hot enough…. OH MY GAWD!

This will not do… this will not stand….

SHE WAS QUINN FUCKING FABRAY DAMMIT.

Her hotness didn't have an AGE….. or did it?

Quinn had half a week to prepare. She would prove that she is hotter than any co-ed.

…..

But Why? Why did she want to impress Santana so much. Was it because Santana was the first person who she could not impress with her good looks? Maybe… or maybe this had to do with the little HBIC monster in Quinn… the monster that wanted everyone to fall at her feet… And Santana didn't. Okay… all that and MAYBE the fact that she wanted Santana to practically drool over her. Why? Quinn did not know…