AN: Hey peeps. Sorry if this chapter sucks, I'm not very good at writing dates. Thanks to all my reviwers, followers, and favoriters, and also to the people who read my story in general. Please review and let me know your thoughts and also to tell me if I'm a horrible date writer or not. Enjoy = )

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"Wow you're really nervous huh?" Noah asks me from his position on my bed. I lean out of my closet, and give him the 'Are you kidding me look' and he just laughs. "Of course you are, stupid question. So what are you wearing?"

"If I knew I wouldn't be standing here in my underwear trying to figure it out Ark," I say with a sigh. I'm standing inside my closet in my yellow boy shorts and matching bra, staring at my endless supply of clothes. "Do you think I should match my outfit to hers?"

"Um...if you knew what she was wearing that would've been a good idea, but since you don't," he trails off with a shrug.

"Did you forget that Tana and Britt's over there helping her get ready?"

"Yes, yes I did." I roll my eyes at his answer and shoot a quick text to Tana.

Rachel: What color is her dress going to be?

Tana: Y?

Rachel: Cause I wanna match my shirt to it, but don't tell her.

Tana: Aww when did my badass cuz turn soft?

Rachel: = P Just tell me please?

Tana: Prple

Rachel: Seriously? That's awesome. That's my favorite color. = )

Tana: We knw. Y do u think she chose it? = P

Rachel: Whatever. Thanks.

Tana: Np. Expect details.

"She's wearing a purple dress Ark. She picked it cause it's my favorite color," I tell him with a shit eating grin on my face.

"Aww, how cute," he mocks me in a baby voice, so I throw my boot at him.

"Shut up. Ass." I put my phone back on my bed and walk over to my dresser to pull on a black muscle shirt. After, I turn and debate my choices for another 15 minutes, before I finally decide on a worn, but still nice, pair of black skinny jeans, a dark purple button down (tucked in), a black skinny tie, a black vest, my purple and black high top Jordans, and my purple seat-belt belt. I walk out of the closet to see Noah playing on my laptop and I ignore him and go over to my dresser to put on my make up and straighten my hair.

"Hey, Ark?" I continue when he hmms to let me know he's listening. "Do you think I should leave my silver lip ring in, or should I trade it for the black one?"

"I think since we got them today, that we should leave them alone for awhile. Maybe in a couple weeks. Also you should wear you're rainbow tongue ring," he tells me, unconsciously playing with his own piercing.

"You're right, and I already am."

"I'm always right," he says cockily, waggling his eyebrows.

"Uh huh. Sure Ark," I taunt. I then catch a glimpse at the time and seeing that it's 12:15, curse under my breath. "Gotta go bro, don't fuck up my room, comprende?" At his salute I sprint downstairs, grab Quinn's bouquet of flowers, consisting of 2 pink, white, and red carnations each, 2 gardenias, 2 calla lilies, and 2 primroses, throw on my leather jacket, grab the keys to the jeep, and head over to Quinn's house.

I get to her door at exactly 12:29 and wait the long agonizing minute before I knock. The door opens and it's Russell on the other side.

"Hey, Mr. Fabray," I greet him nervously while rubbing the back of my neck with a small smile.

"So it's Mr. Fabray today huh?" He asks me bemused. "I don't think I've ever heard you call me that, Rachel. And is that new?" He asks regarding my new piercing.

"Heh, yeah. Noah and I each got one earlier today. He got his on the left side though. And I wasn't sure what would be appropriate for today, cause I'm the girl who's taking your daughter out on a date, not her best friend who you've known since I was in diapers," I rush out. He just chuckles and shakes his head, beckoning me in and shutting the door.

"I know how much you care for each other, and I've seen throughout the years how unwillingly you are to hurt, and have others hurt, my baby girl. You have my entire consent to be with her, and it's still Russel," he tells me in the foyer while we wait for Quinn to come down. I just beam and hug him, whispering a quiet "Thank you" into his chest.

"Am I interrupting something?" Quinn jokes as she walks down the stairs. Russell and I break apart and when I look up at Quinn my breath hitches. She's wearing a light purple dress that displays a hint of cleavage, stops just above her knees, and hugs her in all the right places, a white cardigan, and white heels. Her short hair is curled, and she has the bare minimum of make up on.

"You look amazing. No, beautiful. No, breathtaking," I whisper vehemently once she reaches us. She blushes and looks down shyly before looking back up and letting her eyes roam my body.

"Thank you. And you look pretty amazing yourself," she tells me with a shy smile and the hints of her blush still left on her cheeks. I give her a sweet smile back before I remember the flowers in my hand.

"These-these are for you," I tell her after clearing my throat and I shyly hold out the flowers to her. She gasps upon seeing them and gently takes them from my hand, holding them up to her nose to smell them.

"They're beautiful, thank you. What does each one stand for?"

"Well the pink carnations mean unforgettable, and I could never forget you, ever. The red carnations stand for admiration, and I've always admired you and everything you are and stand for. The white carnations stand for innocence, sweetness, and pure love, and I love that you're so innocent and sweet, and the love I have for you is completely pure." I've only listed the meanings of half the flowers and already Quinn's staring at me with an adoring and loving look with tears in her eyes. "The gardenias represent secret love, and I've loved you for years and kept it a secret. I also think they're really pretty," at this she chuckles slightly, and at hearing a few other laughs as well I know we're not alone. "The calla lilies represent magnificent beauty and purity, and I'm constantly amazed by your beauty . But I'm not just talking about your outer beauty, I'm also talking about the amazing inner beauty you have as well. And last but not least the primrose means I can't live without you, and it's true I can't. Whether you're here as my best friend or my partner, I have to have you in my life in some capacity, cause a life without you in it, isn't a life worth living," I finish with a small nervous smile. Quinn's tears are now flowing freely down her face and as soon as I'm done speaking she pulls me into a passionate kiss that tells me everything she can't say at the moment.

We break apart at the "Aww"ing being made from the people around us and I finally take in who's here. Tana and Britt are standing on the second to last step, arms wrapped around each other, while Judy, RJ, and Rigo are in the entrance to the living room, and Russell's still standing next to us.

"If I would've known I was going to have this big of an audience I would've prepared something better to say," I half-joke nervously.

"Nonsense," Quinn tells me with a sharp look, wrapping her arm around my waist and kissing the top of my head. I just look up at her and smile.

"So, are you ready to go bonita?" I ask.

"Yup, just let me put these in some water," she answers, unwrapping her arms from around me and causing me to pout.

"Don't worry dear I'll do it, and Rae?" Judy asks me as she's walking towards the kitchen.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Have her home before one please?" At hearing this Quinn looks between me, where her mother just disappeared to, and her father in shock.

"Of course, Judes," I respond with a smile. I lead Quinn towards the front door and hold it open for her. "After you m'lady," I offer her with a small bow.

She chuckles and shakes her head while saying, "Why thank you, kind madam," and walking through the door. I also open the car door for her as well.

"So, where are we going?" She demands as soon as I shut my door. I wait until I start the car and am driving down the road towards our destination before replying.

"Columbus."

"Really? What are we doing there?"

"Not saying. It's a surprise." At hearing this she immediately starts pouting, and I'm thankful that I have to keep my eyes on the road otherwise I would fold in seconds.

"Baby," she whines out when I don't pay her pout any mind, placing her hand high on my thigh. My breath hitches but my eyes remain locked on the road. When I stop at a red light I turn to face her.

"Bonita I really wanna surprise you, so please can you humor me and just let it stay a surprise for now? Please?" I ask her with my own pout.

"Fine," she mumbles out with a smile after huffing playfully. We spend the rest of the drive either singing to the radio or talking about anything and everything that comes to mind.

By the time we pull into the parking lot it's two o'clock. Once Quinn feels the car stop she looks up from her purse and gasps, looking towards me with wide and excited eyes.

"Oh my God! I can't believe you brought me here! Thank you!" She squeals out in excitement before lunging across the console and pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I just beam with pride at eliciting this kind of reaction from her and gaze happily at the Book Loft of German Village.

She finally lets me go with a quick succession of pecks to my lips and immediately jumps out of the Jeep, not waiting for me to go and open her door. I get out after her and meet her at where she's hopping impatiently up and down in front of the Jeep.

"I talked to your parents and when they said that you'd never been, I thought you'd like to come," I tell her, taking her hand and walking towards the entrance.

"I've been wanting to come here for forever, and it's amazing that you brought me here, so again thank you sweetie," she tells with with an excited but still soft smile.

"No need to thank me bonita, your smile is plenty thanks enough."

"You charmer you," she tells me with a blush. "Why are we dressed like this if we were coming here?" She asks with an adorable confused look on her face. I hold the door open and wait until we're both inside to answer.

"It's cause we have other plans later love."

"We do?" She questions in surprise.

"Yes ma'am, that we do. We have dinner reservations at Kihachi Japanese Restaurant at five, and we have plans for after dinner as well." When I finish speaking she's staring at me in awe and the love in her eyes is magnificent to witness.

"You didn't have to do all that baby. This right here is amazing enough on its own," she tells me sincerely and I can see the honesty shining back at me from her gorgeous golden green orbs.

"I want to," I tell her while shrugging my shoulders. "I want our first date to be amazing for you, and I plan on making sure that it is."

"Well thank you. It's already been amazing just cause you're here with me," she tells me with a smile.

"Who's the charmer now?" I joke with a blush.

We just walk around looking at the humongous collection of books and music and taking in the history surrounding us. We explore and talk, only letting each other go to look at or show off something that catches our eyes until 4:20, then we bring all of our purchases up to the check out counter. Quinn tries to pay for her items but I refuse to let her. I end up getting myself a few history related books, a Rent and Wicked poster that I don't already have, and a limited addition Barbara Streisand CD that I didn't even know existed; while Quinn ends up getting an original copy of The Ousiders by S.E. Hinton, a limited addition To Kill a Mockingbird, and a couple of poem books that caught her attention.

We make it to the restaurant at exactly 5 and are seated right away by a very hyper hostess who keeps eyeing Quinn in a way that makes me wrap an arm around her waist possessively. I breathe a sigh of relief after she leaves and I help Quinn into her seat across from my own. We make small talk for a few moments until after the waiter takes our orders and then we sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes, hands intertwined, just enjoying being together in each other's company.

"Hows Frannie doing?" I eventually ask, breaking the silence.

"She's good. She's been dating this one guy, Eli, for awhile now and I think he might be popping the question soon," she answers me with a grin.

"Oh yeah? How do you know?" I question in surprise. Frannie's not even out of college yet.

"Cause dad told me and mom after Eli asked for his blessing."

"Aww, that's so sweet," I gush. What? I'm still a girl, no matter how badass I am.

"I know right? I can't wait. He's an amazing guy and I know he makes her happy. So, random change of subject, but why did you guys really move back from New York? I thought y'all loved it up there?" She questions me with a suspicious look that makes me chuckle at her adorableness.

"Honestly we just really missed you guys, and I was driving Noah and my parents insane by constantly bitching about missing and never getting to see you," I admit with a blush. She just smiles softly at me and squeezes my hand and we just stay looking at each other until the waiter brings our food out and we begin to eat.

"Mmm, so good," Quinn moans out and instantly my panties flood. That moan and her voice are pure sex. I just stare at her as she runs her tongue over her lips to clean them and I'm completely mesmerized by the goddess in front of me. So much so that I haven't even touched my food and that's unlike me. I love food almost as much as I love Quinn.

"Aren't you gonna eat babygirl?" Quinn's question breaks me outta my trance and I blush and look down at my plate, but not before seeing the smirk on her lips. We spend the rest of the dinner this way, talking and Quinn teasing me every chance she's able.

When we're finally outside at the car, instead of opening her door for her I push her up against the car and claim her mouth in a fiery kiss. I suck on her bottom lip and bite it when she quietly moans causing her to moan louder. I press my thigh in between her legs and up against her center causing her to gasp and I take advantage of her open mouth to shove my tongue inside, quickly overpowering hers and exploring every inch of her mouth thoroughly. She starts rocking her hips against my thigh, trying to get friction and causing us both to moan rather loudly, when I quickly pull away and walk over to the drivers side.

"Aren't you gonna get in?" I question as innocently as possible while trying to keep the laugh out of my voice. She just growls, which turns me on even more if that's even freaking possible, and jumps into the passenger's seat while slamming the door closed.

"I hate you," she glares at me as I start the Jeep and pull out of the lot.

"Payback's a bitch bonita and na, you love me and you know it," I tease with a wink, grinning at her while biting my lower lip flirtatiously. Her face softens at my dorky smile which then turns my smile into a genuine one.

"Yeah I do. Don't ever doubt that," she tells me seriously.

"I won't I promise," I assure her softly.

"So...Where are we going now?" She questions casually in a light and airy voice.

"Still a surprise, but nice try." She just pouts and sits back in the seat with a loud huff of annoyance.

"Where are we?" Quinn questions me in confusion as we pull into the packed parking lot of a underwhelming looking building.

"We, my dear Quinnie boo, are at that art gallery opening you were telling me about while I was still in New York." She just stares at me, mouth open in shock. I chuckle at her reaction and get out of the Jeep, walking over to her side quickly to open the door for her. As I grab her hand and pull/help her out of the car she blinks a few times and turns to me in disbelief.

"How?" Is the only thing she manages to ask.

"As soon as you told me about it I looked it up and bought tickets for us. You just sounded so excited about this place, and I knew I would be back here by now and wanted to take you. Whether it was as a date or as friends, it didn't matter to me. I just wanted to make you happy," I explain, guiding her to the door. She stops us abruptly and pulls my into her arms, kissing me senseless.

"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you," she tells me, emphasizing her point with a deep kiss in between each I love yous.

"Wow," is all I'm able to articulate at the moment as I stare off into space with a goofy grin. Now I'm the one being pulled towards the door by an enthusiastic Quinn. I finally snap out of my trance once the warm air hits me and I smile lovingly at Quinn as she drags me over to the ticket guy.

"Hello. How are you ladies this evening?" The guy handling admissions politely asks us as I pull out our tickets from my wallet.

"Amazing! How about you?" Quinn asks back excitedly.

"Great as well ma'am. You ladies enjoy," he tells us with a warm smile while waving us forward once I hand over our tickets.

Seeing Quinn in complete awe at most of the work and listening to her as she explains and talks about the pieces and what they represent to her is utterly amazing. I've always known she has an intense passion for art but no matter how many times I'm able to actually see it, it's still beyond fascinating. Every. Single. Time. I even enjoy hearing her continue to talk and gush about it the entire 2 hour ride home, even putting in my own input here and there when I felt it was required.

"Thank you so much for an incredible date," Quinn whispers breathily with the heart-stopping grin that she reserves for solely me as we stand facing each other on her front porch, both of our hands intertwined on the sides of our closely pressed bodies.

"It was my pleasure, mi amor. Trust me," I whisper back, untangling our hands so I can wrap her up in a tight embrace and burying my head into her neck, inhaling her intoxicating aroma. We stand like this for a few minutes, just enjoying the warmth and comfort provided by each other and prolonging the moment of when we inevitably have to part ways. Even though we've spent the entire day together we're both still not wanting to leave each other's side.

I finally reluctantly peel myself back from her and pull her down for a gentle and sweet kiss. Just lips sliding against lips, neither of us trying to rush or deepen it. "I love you bonita," I tell her once we break away due to lack of air.

"I love you too," she replies back, blinding smile still firmly in place.

"I'll see you tomorrow, right? Cause even at the cost of sounding clingy and pathetic I'll admit that I really really want to," I admit kinda vulnerably. Only with this girl have I ever acted this way. All the other girls I've ever been with, if they had said that to me it'd be over in a heartbeat. And yet here I am, miss B.A.M.F. and heartbreaker, saying and asking the same things I'd break up with chicks without thought over.

"Of course baby, and even at the cost of sounding clingy, I'll admit that I really really wanna see you too," she replies, her smile even bigger now if that's possible. Mine competes with hers as I give her another languish goodnight kiss and make my way over to hop into my jeep. She waits for me to get settled and my engine started before turning and opening her front door, so it's not until I see her safely inside with her door closed that I pull out of her driveway and head on home. Who knew feeling this light was even a possibility?

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