A/N: So, I'm aware that the last chapter was quite short which is why I'm uploading this one so soon and they will be longer from now on, it just made sense to me to finish the last chapter where I did. I wanted to upload it yesterday but waited until I'd made a decent start on Chapter 3 in case I needed to change anything, I'm going to try to always be at least 1 chapter ahead.

Chapter 2 – Quinn's POV

I skip last period before lunch, too nervous to concentrate on History but immediately regret it as Rachel's in that class and she may think I was just messing with her yesterday so I start pacing nervously around the girl's bathroom.

At 11.50 I head out to the car park, anxiously wiping my hands on my Cheerios skirt as I walk, hoping not to get caught by Principal Figgins, or worse, Coach Sylvester.

I make it to my car without being spotted and lean against the bonnet, trying to lower my heart rate.

Roughly ten minutes later I hear the faint sound of the bell ringing inside and continue wondering if she'll show up. Then I see the doors open and watch Rachel walk towards me, nervously glancing over her shoulder every few steps.

"You came." I smile as soon as she comes to a stop in front of me. I want to hug her but resist.

"Yeah well I was… curious." She mumbles, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey." I lift her chin gently with my finger until her eyes meet mine. "Relax, this isn't a trap, I genuinely want to be here."

She exhales. "Good, okay I'll stop overthinking things now."

"Promise?"

"Promise." She smiles.

"Great, then what are we waiting for?" I ask, before leaning past her to open the passenger side door and gesturing for her to get in.

I get into the driver's seat and start the engine. "I hope you can eat fast, we've only got an hour." I laugh.

"Oh yes." Rachel responds, taking me seriously. "Having been on many dates with Finn, I've learnt that if I don't finish my meal before him, he'll start helping me, and I hate sharing food."

I laugh again. "You don't have to tell me! I dated him too remember."

"Of course, I remember being very jealous."

"Of me or him?" I tease.

"Oh, erm, I…" she stammers.

"Relax." I say, briefly placing a hand on her thigh before putting it back onto the steering wheel as I felt her tense under my touch. "I'm just messing with you, though I'm taking it as a compliment that you couldn't answer."

She groans quietly before sinking lower into her seat, so I drop the subject and turn the radio on for the remainder of the journey.

We arrive at BreadStix and I request a table for two by the window.

"I've never been to BreadStix for lunch before, I always come for dinner, even on weekends." Rachel says.

"Well, there's a first time for everything." I laugh, sitting down opposite her.

"You mean like us… hanging out?"

"If that's what you'd like to call it." I smile.

"What… what would you call it?" She prompts nervously, making eye contact for the first time since the car ride.

I'd like to call it a date. I think.

"Um, maybe we should stick to 'hanging out', for now."

"That was delicious thanks." I smile at the waitress after we finish our meals. "Can we have the bill please, I need to get this one back to school before she panics anymore." I joke, nodding towards Rachel who was checking her watch for the 8th time since sitting down.

"Sorry." Rachel murmurs, before reaching into her bag for her purse.

"No, no." I stop her. "I invited you, I pay."

"But…"

"No buts." I smile and hand the waitress my debit card when she returns with the bill.

"Thank you." Rachel says shyly.

I pull back into the school car park at 12.55.

"There," I laugh. "5 whole minutes to spare."

Rachel glares at me before her eyes meet mine and her face softens almost immediately.

"Quinn…" she begins.

"Yes?" I prompt, reassuringly placing a hand on her forearm.

"Was this a date?" she whispers, her gaze never leaving mine.

I pause, it's now or never.

Without warning I lean forward and capture her lips between mine, I feel her hesitate before she relaxes and kisses me back. I smile against her lips before pulling away slowly.

"Does that answer your question?" I say softly, leaning my forehead against hers.

"Hmm, yeah." She smiles, licking her lips.

I get out of the car and go around to her side to open her door.

As she gets out, we hear the bell ring and look at each other with panic in our eyes.

"Crap." I say, slamming the door and grabbing her hand before running towards the main doors, pulling Rachel behind me.

As we reach the classroom, I'm in such a daze that I don't even remember when Rachel let go of my hand.

All throughout the next few periods all I can do is stare at the back of Rachel's head until finally, it's time for Glee club.

Rachel and I sit in our usual seats, her front and centre while I sit in the back corner with Santana and Brittany.

"Q! Where were you at lunch?!" Santana exclaims loudly as soon as she slumps into the chair next to me.

I risk a glance at Rachel who pauses while getting sheet music out of her bag and I know she's listening.

"Oh, I went to BreadStix." I say vaguely.

"Ooh! Hot date?" Brittany says innocently, no idea how close she is to the truth.

"You know Britt, I also noticed that Berry didn't make an appearance in the cafeteria. Do you think they're getting it on?" Santana teases.

"Getting what on where?" Brittany asks.

Santana rolls her eyes before turning back to me. "Spill it Q, who were you with?"

"Well I can't speak for Berry, but I was actually on a date, Britt was right."

Santana's mouth falls open.

"And before you say anything, no I'm not going to say who with." I finish, stopping all further questions from being asked.

"Quinn?" Mr Schue's voice saying my name pulls me out of my daydream.

"Yes?"

"Have you got a solo prepared?"

"Um, I must've forgotten, I'm sorry I'll prepare something tonight."

"Fine but no excuses. Kurt, you're up."

I sigh and rub my forehead, I'm in no mood to find a song tonight.

Unless... I glance at Rachel, I may have just thought of a way to make this evening much more enjoyable.

I make sure to pack my stuff into my bag slowly so Rachel and I would be the last ones in the choir room, as I knew she stayed behind to practise her scales every Tuesday.

"Quinn if you're going to be disruptive, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Rachel said with a sigh as soon as everyone else had filed out.

"Alright I'll go, but first..." I walk over to her and give her a quick peck on the lips, causing her to glance at the door but I saw that she was smiling. "Also, will you come over this evening to help me pick a song for tomorrow?" I ask with a pout.

"Of course! I'm great at helping people pick the perfect song! I'll be over at 6 sharp."

"Great see you then. I may even think of a special way to thank you." I add with a wink before grabbing my bag and leaving.