Quinn rushed to the door in a hurry and began ringing the doorbell.

The door opened and an anxious Quinn's face morphed into a full blown smile. "Hey, I'm so sorry about-"

"Don't worry about it. Your here now, that's all that matters." Was said to Quinn sweetly. The blonde smiled in return.


She had detention because of Finn, causing her to be late. She missed glee because of said detention.

Mr. Shue heard about her tardiness and told her it wasn't ok. Because she's suppose to be the leader of the group and she has to lead by example.

To say she was pissed would be putting it lightly.

The brunette pulled into the drive way but than stopped short when she remembered dinner with an annoyed groan.

Than she put the car in reverse, pulling out once again. When really she just wanted to stop in, pick up, than head home.

Change into her pj's, set everything for bed than lay out on the couch with Funny Girl.

Rachel reached the Chinese place 16 minutes later.

She climbed out and began crossing the large and thinning parking lot.

Rachel walked passed a large red suv and stopped for a moment.

The suv looked familiar but she couldn't place it.

She shrugged it off and went into the restaurant tiredly.

She stood in line with 3 people in front of her.

She waited and watched the counter when the person at the front of the line grabbed their plastic bag of food than turned around to leave.

Rachel gasp at the sight of Quinn.

She has never run into the blonde outside of school in all the years they attended together. So this was a pleasant surprise.

"Quinn?"

The blonde looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Ra-Rachel.. Hey." Quinn smiled after clearing the initial shock.

"What are you doing here?" Rachel ask with a small smile than rolled her eyes at herself with a chuckle. "Well, I know why your here. I just.." The brunette trailed off unsure of herself.

"I get it." Quinn replied with a smile. "So, I guess we were hungry for the same thing?" The blonde said in a joking manner.

"Yeah, I guess so. Listen, I didn't get to thank you for helping me with my Math homework earlier and.. Well, thank you." Rachel said nervously. She didn't want to over talk and piss the blonde off.

Now that she thinks about it. They haven't had one altercation since the school year started but than again it's barely been a full month.

"Oh, Don't worry about it. It was my pleasure." Quinn replied warmly with a genuine smile and Rachel was taken aback by the sweet tone and open expression.

Quinn looked radiant without trying but you could clearly tell she was exhausted.

Rachel couldn't figure out how she was exhausted because she wasn't on the cheerios, glee or in any other club.

"Well, Thank you anyway. I'm failing miserably and I don't know what I would have done without your help." The brunette replied in kind. "So, if you ever need any help with anything let me know."

Quinn's face lit up at the prospect. "Really?" The blonde asked to be sure.

"Well, yeah.. You helped me. I'm more than ok with returning the favor. Within reason, of course." Rachel said in a joking but still serious manner.

"I actually missed 4th today and didn't get the homework assignment or any notes and I know we share that class. So, can you email me the assignment and possibly the notes, since I'm sure you took them down accurately." Quinn says with a smile and roll of her eyes playfully.

"Of course. Let me give you my number so you can text me your email." Rachel responded secretly floored that after all these years of going to school together they were actually having a normal conversation.

Twice in one day, that has to be some sort of record.

"I already have it and I know you have mine since you use to text us for glee rehearsal's."

It's the first time the blonde brings up glee.

Rachel had been upset to find out the blonde quit the club but as she promised herself. This year was about her.

She wasn't going to spend her time looking pathetic and needy trying to hang out with people who couldn't even stand to be in the same room with her, half the time. So, she let it go.

"Oh, right." Rachel chuckled. An awkward silence engulf them.

"Well.. I better get going. Have a good night, Rachel. Get home safe." Quinn said sweetly.

"You, too. Get home safe." Rachel replied and witnessed a flash of emotion in the blonde's eyes before it was gone.

They smiled at each other and Quinn waved goodbye.

Rachel watched from the large window as Quinn walked over to the giant red suv. That's were she remembered it from.

'I thought she drove a red beetle? Hmm. Maybe she crashed it.' Rachel thought as she walked up to the counter and proceeded to pick up her food.

Quinn took a deep breath when she sat in her car.

'You too. Get home safe.' Quinn's eyes watered as the brunette's words swirled in her mind.

She started the car and pulled off into the night.


20 minutes later, Rachel finally pulled into the driveway and sighed.

She walked up to the house and rang the doorbell.

It was answered immediately and before she knew it she was back in her car and on her way home.

The brunette got home fairly quickly and after eating dinner, making sure everything was in order for the next morning and nightly routine finished, etc.

Rachel was sprawled out on her couch watching funny girl again.

The brunette sighed when her cell phone beeped signaling a message.

She picked it up and a smile exploded on her face.

'Hey. It's Quinn. I know it's late but can I drop by for those notes? Since My laptops messed up, I can't recieve email.'-Quinn

'Sure! I'm up. I'll have them ready when you get here.'-Rachel

'Thank you, see you soon.'-Quinn

'See you soon.'-Rachel

Rachel didn't have to wait long 10 minutes later Quinn was ringing her doorbell.

"Hey." Rachel greeted with a smile. "Here you go." The brunette said handing the papers to the blonde in a green folder.

"Thank you so much, Rachel. I appreciate it." Quinn said with a smile.

"Your more than welcome, Quinn. Would you like to come in for something to drink?

"I'm sorry. I wish I could but I can't. I have to.. I have to get home." Quinn said and there it was again.

The flash in her eyes and her voice sounded like she choked a little on the word 'Home.'

"Oh, that's alright. I understand. Have a good night, Quinn. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Rachel."

Rachel watched the blonde through her window and wondered what was going on with her.

She had to fight every instinct her gut was telling her to investigate.

That Quinn needs help but this year is suppose to be about her though.

With that she closed the curtain and trudge up to her room. Her little interest in funny girl lost.


THE NEXT MORNING.

It was Friday morning and Rachel was at her locker humming to herself. When Quinn came up beside her.

"Hey." Quinn said with a smile.

"Hey." Rachel replied with a broad smile.

"Here. Thank you, again for letting me borrow them." Quinn said as she handed the brunette her green folder.

"Your welcome. Were the notes satisfactory?"

"Yes, you take the best notes I've ever seen. To be honest, when I usually borrow someones notes, I have to spend time reconstructing them on a separate page before I can actually understand it." Quinn said with a chuckle.

Rachel smiled with a tilt of her head. That's the longest she's ever heard Quinn speak. It was almost a ramble.

'How cute.' Rachel thought absently.

The two were about to continue conversing until a shadow loomed over them.

"Quinn, can we talk?" Finn said.

Rachel and Quinn glanced at each other.

"I should get to class. Bye Quinn." Rachel said with a wave of her hand.

"Bye, Rachel." Quinn replied with her own wave and smile than turned her eyes to Finn while he stared at her suspiciously.

"What was that about?"

"What? She let me borrow her notes for AP History yesterday. I returned them and was saying thank you." Quinn replied casually.

Finn still looked wary but let it go.

"So, I'm going to pick you up from your house at 6. We're going to see the new Marvel movie than we'll go to breadstix after." Finn said with a smile.

"I can't Finn. I'm busy this weekend. Um.. My dad and I are going to spend the weekend together. It's our father daughter trip." Quinn said with a smile and excitement in her eyes.

"Why are you just telling me now?" Finn ask annoyed. "I already bought the tickets!"

"I'm sorry but my father won't let me cancel. Take Puck. I'm sure he'd be happy to go. You could turn it to one of those boys nights and do stuff you boys due." Quinn said sweetly. Doing her best to pour all of her charm into it.

Finn's eyes lit up and he swooped down and kissed her on the cheek than ran off to find Puck.

Quinn watched him go sadly. She sighed and leaned against the lockers.

Rachel was around the corner watching the blonde wipe her tears in the deserted hallway.

Rachel was suppose to go straight to class but her curiosity won out.

Now her curiosity was piqued severely and she was beyond fucked because her mantra about this year being about herself was slowly evaporating from her mind.

The brunette leaned back against the wall hidden and shut her eyes.

'NO! You cannot do this! This is your year! That has absolutely nothing to do with them! Every year some how, some way you get tangled in they're messy web of dysfunctional situations! Focus Rachel! In 9 months you'll be out of this place and taking Nyada by storm! Think of your future!'

With that the diva took a deep breath and went to walk in the direction of her class when a body collided with her own.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Rachel rushed out to whoever she walked into.

"God, I'm so sor-Rachel?" Quinn spoke up surprise evident in her voice.

"Quinn, I'm sorry I didn't even see you." Rachel said eyeing the woman for any injury.

"I thought you went to class?" Quinn ask.

'Darn it!'

"I wa-was but I forgot something in my locker. Why aren't you in class?" Rachel deflected.

"I was talking to Finn, remember?" Quinn said than began to continue her walk down the hall and Rachel fell into step with her.

"Are you ok? You look a little upset." Rachel asked remembering to tread lightly. The blonde being easily angered.

Quinn sighed tiredly. How do you answer such a loaded question with a simple to please answer?

"Well, Finn has been on my case lately about us spending time together and I keep reminding him that I can't just up and do whatever I want. Because I have other responsibilities that need my attention." Quinn began.

She was only going to say a little but Rachel's presence somehow made the ball roll inside of her.

She began getting frustrated and finally talking to someone other than her self about her frustrations made it so much more easier to say.

"He just doesn't get that the world doesn't revolve around him." Quinn started.

"I understand that everyone needs attention but if he loves me the way he says he does-I just don't understand how he can't understand that I have obligations."

"When we first got back together. He was spending all his time with Puck and got angry with me when I said that we hadn't been spending enough time together."

"But now whenever he has free time and since Puck is constantly with a girl. He expects for me to fill that slot and I just can't."

"I wish I could but I can't and I feel horrible not having the time for him but he didn't have to accuse me of cheating just because I can't."

"He didn't have time for me when he was playing his stupid video games which is not a real reason to claim your busy, by the way."

"I have real reason's and if he had my reason's he wouldn't be able to handle it because he's just a big baby who stomps his foot when he doesn't get his way!" Quinn said face red and chest heaving.

Rachel's eyes were the size of saucers and her mouth was hanging open.

That was a complete over share on the blonde's part but Rachel snapped her jaw shut than pulled herself together.

Clearly Quinn needed a friend right now.

'Where the heck are Santana and Britney?' Rachel thought to herself.

Rachel had to be careful she could see 'scary Quinn' slowly bubbling to the surface.

"Quinn, W-Why don't we take a breather. We could head to the bleachers and just enjoy the the quiet. I mean we've already ruined our perfect attendance records for the year." Rachel said with a chuckle trying to ease the tension from Quinn.

She carefully placed her hand at the blonde's lower back and directed her in the direction of the football field.

Quinn was breathing heavily and the bleachers sounded amazing at the moment.

Because she's pretty sure she's about to not only blow up in anger with an onslaught of tears but also pass out from exhaustion.

"That.. Sounds really good actually." Quinn replied.

Rachel nodded her head in agreement and felt herself internally sigh in relief, escorted the blonde to the bleachers.

They reached the top and sat down in silence as they just stared out into the field.

Rachel could tell Quinn was still in deep thought and decided to keep her mouth shut.

Quinn clearly needed a moment and if just sitting here helped, she'd gladly do so.

Though as she sat, her own mind wandered to her own life and everything that had gone down hill since starting at Mckinely her freshman year.

She wondered why her life had to be what it was.

"You must think I'm crazy." Quinn finally spoke up causing Rachel to startle in surprise.

It took the brunette a moment to get her bearings before she could respond.

"N-No, I don't think your crazy."

"Don't you? Half the school does and that's just because I smile and say good morning." Quinn replied with a heavy sigh. "I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't"

"Well.. I happen to enjoy this new you. You seem genuine in your greetings and you have a lovely smile to make it that more pleasurable." Rachel said than her eyes widened in surprise at the obvious word vomit that just occurred.

The blonde caught the brunette's reaction to her own words and giggled.

Snapping Rachel from her inner monologue of 'What the fuck is wrong with you?!'

"Thank you, Rachel. That's very sweet of you to say." Quinn replied with a smirk.

"Shut up.." Rachel replied in embarrassment.

"No. Really.. Thank you." Quinn's playful smirk falling away into a soft appreciative smile.

"You don't have to thank me but your welcome."

Quinn nodded and the two fell into silence once again.

It was peaceful and relaxed. It lasted until the period was over.

The two girls made their way back into the school both feeling infinitely lighter.

They stopped at they're lockers and gathered what they needed.

"Well.. um.. Thank you Rachel-for sitting with me. I appreciate it." Quinn said slightly nervous and embarrassed.

Rachel nodded. "Any time, Quinn."

"Ok.. Well, I'll see you later."

"See you later."

The two departed on they're own way.

Both girls completely engrossed in their thoughts of one another and this common ground they seem to be standing on.

Quinn was still occupied by her thoughts of Rachel when Puck steps into her line of sight.

Grabbing her elbow and leading her to an empty classroom.

"What the hell, Puck?!" Quinn growled in frustration, shoving him away.

"So, when were you going to tell me?" Puck asked in anger.

"Tell you what?"

"That you moved out?!" Puck whispered harshly.

Quinn scoffed in disbelief.

She moved out literally a month and a half ago just a week and half after giving birth.

"I moved out over a month ago and your just noticing, NOW?! Hmmm, Puck, I wonder why that is?"

"You could have at least let me know?"

"And why would I do that?"

"Because!"

"Because?"

"Because I-Because you need to cover your half of the rent!" Puck whispered harshly than gulped silently in fear as the blonde's eyes blazed.

Her HBIC stance and glare in full force.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! You have some real balls to come to me about your bills that you didn't even cover Puck! I've been covering not only the rent but the bills all on my own! My food stamps have been paying for your food! So excuse me for wanting to leave your sorry ass when I can't even rely on you!" Quinn exploded.

Puck had the decency to look ashamed all of two seconds before he spoke feeling like he had say.

"Hey, those are my food stamps too, you know!"

"Excuse me?!"

"She's my kid. So half of it's mine!"

"She's your kid when you actually take care of her but no Puck you haven't! And if you recall you've made your self perfectly clear not even a week after I brought her home on my own via bus! Where you stand regarding being a father!"

"I already apologized for that!" Puck fired back getting angry.

"Oh yes, I forgot. While I was in the middle of labor at 2 am you were throwing an all weekend party at our apartment and I had to call a cab to get myself to the hospital and you weren't there! You didn't even realize that I was already home with your daughter because our apartment was trashed and you slept all day long until the following morning when you thought the baby crying was actually our neighbors!" Quinn fired back.

The arguing continued. The two were so caught up in their arguing they hadn't noticed they missed almost an entire class period.

Nor did they notice a tiny brunette who at the moment was listening almost from the beginning of the conversation, when she saw Puck roughly grab an unsuspecting Quinn into a class room.

The brunette was shocked to hell and appalled at what she was hearing.

Honestly, Rachel was on her way to the bathroom minding her own business.

She has study hall this period but she didn't like the way Puck had grabbed the blonde, the way that he had and wanted to make sure he didn't get too aggressive.

She could clearly see that the entire thing was on the verge of exploding and was about to intervene.

But Quinn stormed off toward the door just in time for Rachel to duck out of the way unseen.

The door barged open and in her fit of anger Quinn hadn't noticed the brunette neither had Puck.

"I'm not done talking to you!" Puck shouted after Quinn.

"I don't care!"

"I want her home, Quinn! I'm not kidding!

Quinn ignored him as she stormed through the halls. Her HBIC patented glare firmly in place.

Puck went in the other direction when he spotted a teacher coming out of a classroom to check what the ruckus was about.

Rachel waited a moment after the teacher and Puck left than bolted down the hallway in search of the blonde.

It didn't take long to find her in the girls bathroom.

The brunette entered quickly going completely unheard.

Rachel knew she found the blonde when she heard muffled sobbing coming from the handicap stall. Rachel's heart broke.

She didn't get to hear the entire conversation only the part about Quinn going into labor and having a baby on her own and the explosive ending.

Puck being none the wiser because he was too drunk to care hit Rachel in such a way, she herself wanted to castrate him.

The bell rung and Rachel jumped in surprise.

She heard the blonde getting herself together before the lock was heard clicking open.

Rachel took that as her cue to hide.

So, she hid in the farther stall at the opposite end of the bathroom, closest to the exit door.

She peered through the crack of the door and watched in amazement as the blonde redid her make up and poured eye drops into her obviously red eyes.

The transformation was crazy to see. Quinn looked as if she hadn't a care in the world.

That act was proven when 3 girls entered and Quinn smiled so charmingly than exited the bathroom full of grace and casual contentment.

Rachel was floored once more. Quinn was a fucking amazing actress!


9:58 pm that same night.

Rachel tossed and turned in her bed aggravated.

She couldn't sleep. Thoughts of Quinn plagued her and so many questions were giving her a migraine.

Where was Quinn living now that she wasn't with Puck?

How had she ended up back with Finn?

Was the baby the responsibilities that has the blonde so exhausted?

Rachel huffed in annoyance as she grabbed her phone and stared at it.

She wanted to text the blonde but wasn't sure if this was a decent hour to.

The brunette felt her worries where completely out of control and knew if she didn't at least try, she'd never get a wink of sleep.

Rachel took a deep breath and began to type.

'Hey, would you be able to help me with some of my calculus work tomorrow?' -Rachel

The brunette hit send before she could change her mind.

She stared at her phone urging it to signal a message but it didn't.

She sighed than placed her phone back on the bed side table.

Rachel stared at her ceiling feeling annoyed with herself because she was breaking her own promise.

That thought lasted all but a second when the brunette jumped in surprise and fumbled with her phone when the phone indicated a new message.

'Anytime, Rae. What area are you struggling with?' -Quinn

Rachel stared at the phone with wide disbelieving eyes because Quinn actually responded.

Quinn Fabray responded to her text without any insults or demanding her not to ever text again with promises of bodily harm.

Not only that but since when did Quinn refer to her with any other nick name than treasure trail or man-hands? The nick name 'Rae' made Rachel's stomach flip.

Rachel licked her lips. She had no idea what to write because she had been texting on a whim.

She just wanted to know if the blonde was ok.

'It's just the next page over from what you helped me with before. No big deal but your explanation was so much better, that I think with just a few pointers it would help me finish on my own.' -Rachel

The reply was instantaneous.

'Careful, Berry. That sounds like a compliment. If I didn't know any better. I'd say you were just buttering my muffin to get free tutoring ;-)' -Quinn

Rachel's mouth hung open in surprise.

Was Quinn actually holding a conversation through text with her?

She understood Quinn being cordial at school because she has been with everyone.

The brunette could chalk it up there with their encounter at the Chinese restaurant as being caught off guard.

Add the fact that Quinn got her notes in return for helping Rachel in detention with her math but this?

This was like a weird twilight zone where unicorns exist, animals can talk and Barbra Streisand was her birth mother.

Rachel knew she had to play it cool.

'You should take it as such because that is what it is, a compliment. As far as free tutoring goes. I wasn't aware you were a tutor. Had I known I would have gone to the tutor center seeking your help.' -Rachel

'I'm not but I was once, actually. I just don't have the time anymore. Not that I don't mind helping you. I'm just curious but why haven't you gone to the student center for tutoring? You know it's free, right?' -Quinn

'I know and I have but even though you have stopped any and all torment against me. I still have to deal with it from everyone else. The student center being one of the areas that I was bullied in. No one wants to tutor me. So, I have to just try to figure it out on my own.' -Rachel

'I'm so sorry, Rachel. I had no idea. It's all my fault. If I could take it back. All of it, I would in a heart beat. You didn't deserve any of it and I'm sorry my apology is coming via text but I really am sorry. You're a beautiful person that did nothing wrong to any of us and I want you to know that you don't ever have to worry about that happening with me ever again. I feel sick to my stomach when I think about all the ways I've treated you in the past. I don't expect your forgiveness but I do hope you take me seriously in my apology. I am sorry.' -Quinn

Rachel had tears coming down her face after reading the text.

She hadn't expected it but she does appreciate it.

This right here proves that Quinn has changed but there's a part of Rachel that's waiting for the shoe to drop.

"I didn't text you that to make you feel bad. I was just stating the truth.' -Rachel

'I know but I've been meaning to apologize to you. Honestly, I've been completely distracted with everything but I mean it Rachel. I'm sorry.' -Quinn

'It's water under the bridge. Honestly, an apology is more than I expected. I actually didn't expect anything.' -Rachel

'Anyone ever tell you, your too forgiving?' -Quinn

'Occasionally but I'm not always, surprisingly. I only forgive the people that I actually like and try to forgive the people I don't.' -Rachel

'Which one am I?' -Quinn

'Still trying to figure that one out but I'll let you know.' -Rachel

'Can we start again?'-Quinn

'I'd like that.'-Rachel

'Well, as great as this has been, I've got to get some sleep. Good night, Rae.' -Quinn

'Good night, Q.'-Rachel

Quinn smiled as she stared at the last message from the brunette. She called her, Q. It felt great to finally not have to be cruel to the brunette.

She had always admired Rachel and her strength to go to school everyday and stand up for herself.

She never actually hated Rachel. She only did what she thought she was suppose to do as head cheerio.

It hurt every single time she threw a insult or ordered a slushie on the brunette. It still hurts her now to see when it happens.

She sniffled and wiped her tears as her mind finally felt the release of a promise she made when she was pregnant.

That she would not only stop bullying the brunette but she'd also apologize and try to make a mends.

Quinn took in the dark basement around her and sighed.

How had her life changed so drastically?

The blonde eased herself into a sleeping position on the cold floor.

Quinn would sleep in her car but it had gotten colder out and she can't leave the car running the heat all night.

So, this was her only solution it was still chilly but it would have to do for now.


Monday morning.

Rachel was putting her books in her locker when a large cup of Starbucks was being held in front of her face.

She look to her left to a smiling but kind of nervous Quinn.

"What's this?"

"A soy latte."

Rachel furrowed her brow in confusion. "How did you-"

"You may have mentioned it a time or two."

"Um. Thank you." Rachel smiled bashfully albeit awkwardly.

"Your welcome." Quinn smiled back softly.

The two girls stood awkwardly for a moment until Rachel turned back to her locker to continue getting her things as Quinn turned to her own locker to do the same.

"How was your weekend?" Quinn ask trying to be as casual friendly as she could with out making the brunette uncomfortable.

Rachel thought back to her hectic weekend but plastered on a smile to not show just how tired she was from it.

"It was good. And yours?"

Quinn thought back on her weekend as well and did her best to hold back her grimace. "It was ok."

"Good." Rachel said as she failed at holding back her yawn.

Quinn furrowed her brow as she took Rachel in a little better.

The girl looked exhausted and Rachel never looks exhausted.

"Hey, are you ok?" Quinn ask kindly, Still sort of facing her locker as to not seem too eager.

"Yes, of course. Just a little tired from studying."

"Oh, Shoot! That's right! You asked for my help with your math work this weekend. Oh my God! Rachel, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot! I swear, I didn't ditch you!" Quinn said in a worried rush.

"It's ok, Quinn. Obviously you were busy. As was I. I understand." Rachel said in a laid back tone.

The brunette really did need help with that particular subject but obviously she used it just to text. Now she felt bad for causing Quinn to feel bad.

"But still. I should have at the very least texted you or something to let you know." Quinn said full of remorse.

Rachel couldn't tell if the remorse was genuine or not because of what she witnessed in the girls bathroom last week. Quinn was one hell of an actress.

"Hey, it's ok. Don't worry about it. I have to go but I'll see you in chemistry?"

"Of course." Quinn replied with a nod.

"Thanks for the coffee, again. I needed it." Rachel said with a small smile.

Quinn returned it with a broad blinding smile that knocked Rachel with it's beauty and nodded in return.

"Your welcome." Quinn had bought the coffee on a whim.

She had been at Starbucks for her own coffee and thought of Rachel.

The brunette had been nothing but sweet to her since the school year began.

Every one else were either awkward, scared or cordial but no one had really had a conversation with her.

Other than Santana inviting her to the mall that one time, Puck with his angry demands and Finn with his accusations.

Rachel was literally the only one who really gave her the time of day and had an actual conversation with her.

It felt.. right, somehow? Quinn couldn't explain it but something just felt right about Rachel's presence.

The two parted with a wave as they left to they're respected classes.

It was lunch time when Quinn's day went to shit.

Not only had she and Finn argued again just before the blonde could even get to the cafeteria but Quinn's constant dodging of Puck had come to an end.

"We need to talk." Puck said as soon as she stepped a foot through the cafeteria doors.

"No we don't." Quinn replied sharply as she tried to get to the serving line because she was beyond hungry but Puck stepped in her way.

"I'm not screwing around, Quinn!" Puck spoke low in annoyance.

It was coming to the end of the month and he had to pay the rent and bills this month all by himself and he was not happy.

Not realizing that the reason he hadn't noticed she left was because Quinn had paid the entire rent and bills the last month she was there before leaving.

So he wouldn't have to worry about it right away and she could leave peacefully should he catch her in the midst of leaving with the only belongings she had.

"No one said you were. I'm just saying, I don't care. Now, leave me alone." Quinn tried again but again he prevented her from moving.

No one in the cafeteria noticed except Rachel because they were speaking a little low but she could still hear.

She was sat at her table alone. Not in the mood to deal with Finn asking her to hangout again.

The boy was so engrossed in his conversation at the glee club table he hadn't noticed her at another table.

No one at the table noticed she had already entered though she didn't care but that goes to show her how important she is to them.

Rachel watched with rapt attention as the argument escalated.

She sat near the cafeteria doors where she'd be a little more hidden and could make a quick escape if need be.

She usually ate in the auditorium if she wasn't eating with the glee club but had hoped she'd run into Quinn or watch the blonde's behavior a little more.

Now, she was in perfect ear shot to hear and see everything. Though she hadn't meant to, she's actually glad she did.

"You think I won't figure it out?" Puck said getting more upset.

"I don't know what your talking about." Quinn replied with disinterest.

"Quinn, I expect you home by 5 tonight." Puck demanded.

Rachel felt her stomach churned. Why? She didn't know but she didn't like it.

She didn't like Pucks demeanor or tone let alone his facial expression, that he had aimed solely on Quinn.

Rachel began feeling her own anger brew.

She didn't know what was going on but no man should ever talk to any woman that way nor try to intimidate her.

"Hmm. Let me think about it. No!" Quinn fired back in sarcasm.

"I'm not kidding! You better be at the apartment by 5 or-" Puck began getting angry but was cut off by a very tired, hungry and frustrated blonde.

"Or what?! Huh, Puck?! What?!" Quinn replied a little louder.

Having had enough of his behavior.

He didn't care before but he cares now that his precious apartment might be in jeopardy?

"Or I'm calling the police!" Puck fired back, sure that the blonde would do as he says and be moved back in by 5.

"And tell them what? That the daughter that you said you didn't want anymore was kidnapped by her mother." Quinn ground out staring him down.

Rachel's eyes widened in surprise and disapproval at those words.

Quinn and Pucks baby was off limits as any form of topic of conversation.

No one has even seen it or knew whether it was a boy or girl with the exception of Rachel because of her eavesdropping just that morning.

Quinn and Puck began gaining a little attention as they got louder.

Rachel became worried as Quinn's eyes began to flash dangerously as did Pucks.

"I will if I have to! I'll find where ever your hiding her-" Puck challenged but was once again cut off by a very pissed off, fuming Quinn.

The blonde couldn't believe the audacity of the guy.

"Oh well, your going to have a hard time finding her in the foster care system, than! So, good luck with that!"

Quinn saw the moment it hit home just how she wanted it to.

"You didn't-" Pucks eyes widen as he stared back at her incredulously.

"Didn't what? Huh, Puck?! What I already had the balls to do for our daughter when I was still pregnant with her but you selfishly didn't?! Yes, I did and now a month later after she's already been given to a good family. You want to know where she is?! Well, there you go! Now leave me the fuck alone already, Puck! You want to call the cops or who ever the hell else you want, go ahead! Go ahead and search real hard! So your daughter can get you back your precious food stamps and cash assistance to help your bullshit ass pool cleaning business! To pay for that run down piece of shit apartment you had us living in, in the worst part of Lima Heights! So, you could continue to throw your teenage hormonal parties full of alcohol and drugs for the Lima losers at this school! And please do continue to do so the rest of your high school career until they graduate and your left here to be the piece of shit you are! NOW MOVE OUT OF MY WAY AND STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! OR BETTER YET FORGET EVERY THING I SAID AND JUST FIND YOUR SELF ANOTHER INSECURE GIRL WITH MOMMY AND DADDY ISSUES TO IMPREGNANT! SO SHE COULD HELP YOU ACCOMPLISH TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF AND USE HER MONEY THAT HER PREGNANT ASS WORKED BACK TO BACK DOUBLES FOR TO PAY FOR ALL YOUR SHIT! WHILE YOU PAY NOTHING AND JUST BLOW ALL YOUR MONEY ON YOUR PARTIES, WHORES, BOOZE, DRUGS AND VIDEO GAMES! THEN CALL ME UP AND LET ME KNOW IF SHE STICKS AROUND!" Quinn exploded.

The entire student body in the cafeteria stared at the two, eyes shining at the news.

With Puck feeling not only anger and embarrassment but also shock as he stared at the heavily breathing blonde who was red in the face with her hot tears coming down in waves on display. Crying in front of the entire school for the first time ever.

"Look I-" Puck tried but was cut off as Quinn got in his face aggressively.

"Fuck you, Puckerman." Quinn growled out. Shoving him so hard he stumbled and almost fell on his ass in surprise. Before Quinn stormed out of the cafeteria.

Rachel stood slack jawed like everyone else. No one dared to chase after the former HBIC.

With the blonde gone the entire lunch room burst into gossip as all eyes fell on Puck.

He shook his head and stormed out of the room.

Rachel wanted to go after her but knew she and Quinn were tentative acquaintances at best.

The blonde probably didn't want to be any where near any one, especially her.

Quinn's kindness could be just for in between classes or morning.

Rachel stood up and left the cafeteria feeling disgust for the rest of the students as they gossiped and laughed at what had just transpired.

It seemed even the glee club table were talking about it. The brunette sighed as she left.


Quinn pulled her suv over and cut the engine. She was sat in silence, that lasted two seconds before bursting into more tears.

She sobbed into her hands as her mind replayed the last 3 years and felt anger, sadness and shame engulf her.

She also felt her hunger painfully making it's self known.

Because of her argument with Puck. She forgot about eating but now she wishes she had kept her cool long enough to at the very least get something small like a banana to eat.

Quinn was tired and wasn't sure how much longer she could keep this up.

She had the rest of the school year to complete.

After that she wasn't sure but hopefully if she worked hard enough, maybe she could still get into a community collage some how.

The blonde hadn't expected that one mistake would cost her everything.

One drunken mistake with Puck had turned her life upside down. However; she wasn't going to fail without trying.

Would she like a warm bed to sleep in? Of course!

But going back to Pucks apartment wouldn't achieve anything but her leaving again.

Her pregnancy started off ok but in the end she was the one carrying not only their child but Puck.

As well as the other responsibility she found herself with the day she told the truth of her pregnancy.

Quinn has been nothing but stressed this entire year and a half and she'd rather not put herself back in the position she was in, living with Puck.

He'd only watch her more and ask where she was going every 5 minutes.

She knew the parties wouldn't stop. He'd never grow up.

He proved that when his daughter was brought home.

So, the blonde wiped her tears redid her make up and headed back to school. She wouldn't let this keep her down.

Her grades were important. It was the only way she'd make it out of Lima if she could get into a college, she'd be alright.

She just had to hang in there this year and than she'd be gone from this hell hole and as far away from Noah Puckerman. Never having to see him ever again.