yooo before i continue the story i would like to clarify that alex and gabi are rachels neighbors and theyre openly married lesbians, i was rereading some chapters and i accidentally referred alex as gabis girlfriend but theyre married like i mentioned from the first few chapters thats all mwaaapss
this chapter is more of a filler? i guess... im having a difficult time thinking about how im going with this story kfbrkfnrd i just hope yall like this little fluff bit
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Eversince the incident happened, Quinn and Rachel have been meeting each other for some time now. It used to be Quinn sneaking to Rachel's room in the second floor, climbing on the tree beside her room, to comfort her when she is having one of her panic attacks or for when she wakes up screaming because of nightmares about the occurence, but now they hang out together just for the sake of hanging out.
If students from Mckinley saw them hanging out, they'd be questioning themselves if they smoked pot by accident or they slammed their heads too hard with their lockers.
The two girls come from different social groups which is why it's pretty much a shock if people see them in near capacity with one another. Quinn came from the popular group with all the cheerleaders and jocks, and Rachel came from what they deem are losers with all the nerds, gleeks, and dweebs.
They may come from two different social circles, the populars fancy messing with the losers, but they have never crossed paths. Sure, Quinn may say some insult to her but that only happens once in a blue moon. It is usually the blonde's bestfriend, Santana, who takes her time antagonizing and bullying students especially Rachel, for some reason. Cheerios and jocks enjoy insulting, slushying, and shoving losers in the hallways, and just like Santana, Rachel is their favorite target.
The only people from their circle who doesn't go out of their way to make Rachel's life like shit is Quinn and Brittany, but that's because the ditzy blonde is nice and abhors violence and bullying, even though her girlfriend is one massive tormenting bitch... weird.
It is a Tuesday afternoon and Quinn and Rachel are in the living room watching Disney movies. Rachel's fathers are out for the entire week. Leroy, one of her fathers, is needed for a medical convention somewhere in Miami, and Hiram decided to join him and make a little honeymoon vacation out of it. Rachel would have been sad and felt left out when they announced about this trip, but she knew her dads needed a time to reconnect with one another and this could be a time where she can strike a real close friendship with Quinn.
They have been having a Disney marathon since Quinn arrived at the Berry's doorstep carrying a box of vegan oatmeal cookies, which she found were Rachel's favorite food ever, and atleast a box of cartons of soy chocolate milk, which were another of Rachel's favorites. The brunette may have swooned a little bit on the inside for Quinn considering her favorites and not even making fun of her for them being vegan.
Munching on a cookie, "Who's your favorite Disney character?" asked Rachel out of the blue, focusing her eyes on Remy the rat from Ratatouille controlling Alfredo's cooking.
Sipping on a glass of chocolate milk, "Alice" Quinn replied easily.
Turning her attention away from the tv, "Really? What makes her your favorite?" Rachel asked curiously, continuing to nibble on her cookies. If she were eating something else, she would have stopped eating and gave her full attention to another person, but she's eating oatmeal cookies... OATMEAL! they even have bits of chocolates on it. Nothing and no one will separate Rachel and her cookies, not even a conversation with Quinn freaking Fabray, the prettiest girl she's ever met and the girl she wanted to be friends with since she first saw her strut the halls freshmen year in her track and field leatherman jacket.
"I just relate to her" that's all that was uttered. Rachel just continued to stare at the other girl watching the tv, she was waiting for her to continue her reply but she noticed that that was all she was going to get. Observing the other girl, a thought pops into her head, a "huh" coming out of her mouth, making Quinn turn her attention away from the tv.
Quinn quirked an eyebrow basically asking "What?", "You know, you kinda look like her" Rachel stated.
Arching her brows even more, "You know uuhh Alice... you uhh when" those brows scare the crap out of Rachel, making her a stuttering mess. Pretty sure beads of sweat were slipping from the nape of her neck.
"You're blonde, I mean not cause you're blonde because Cinderella is also blonde. I-i mean... I th-think uhh Cinderella is out of her mind for marrying someone she just met and uhh Aurora is so lazy for sleeping all the time... so I-i think Alice suits you better b-because you know, uhmm she didn't marry someone she just met and slept the entire movie" Rachel finished her ramble out of breathe, nodding her head once as if to justifiy her ramble.
Seeing the amused glance on her way, she noticed Quinn was just messing with her, sending a weak glare, "meanie" pouted Rachel.
Chuckling, "Sorry, it's just you looked so cute when you're nervous" both teenagers froze, ignoring the tv playing in the background.
Rachel was the first one to get her bearings, "w-what... you think im cute?" the last part was asked in a whisper.
Silence errupts in the room, "Yes" was uttered a few seconds later. Quinn continued on sipping on her drink and turned her attention back to the movie, shocking Rachel further. She would have thought Quinn would get defensive and storm out of the house. When she noticed Quinn was no longer paying attention to her and their conversation, she turned her front to the tv, blushing a bit. She didn't notice the sneaky glances Quinn has been giving her since she turned back, or since they started hanging out.
Rachel can't help but fidget in her seat, she can't concentrate since the confession Quinn just made. She jumped a bit, when a soft gentle hand was placed on her arm, "Berry, you're fidgeting is distracting me" the brunette sent a sheepish smile in return. She stopped fidgetting in her seat, but she started bouncing her knees. When the hand that was once on her arm was now placed on one of her knees, "So you have a dick!" Rachel stated quite loudly.
Rachel just sat there frozen with shock from the words that came out of her mouth, too afraid to look at the girl beside her. She really has a hard time shutting her mouth especially when she's restless and on edge.
"Please let the floor swallow me whole" Rachel thought internally, closing her eyes and biting the inside of her cheek.
Psyching herself up, she peeked one of her eyes open and turned to look in the direction of the other girl who she may or may not want to hide from. Instead of seeing the HBIC she was known for, she saw a highly amused Quinn, biting her lip to contain what looks like laughter. When the two girls made eye contact, Quinn couldn't help herself, but laugh out loud.
Rachel was horrified about what just happened a moment ago, but seeing Quinn laughing her ass off instead of biting her ass off, she can't help the snort that escaped.
"Well... that snort is another thing to be horrified by" Rachel thought, peeved.
That sound made Quinn laugh harder causing Rachel to laugh a little bit more too. Finally reducing to little chuckles and smiles, "Wouldn't you like to know, Berry" a smirkingly Quinn replied. That caused all embarrassment she felt awhile ago, come back in full force leaving Rachel red in the face and unable to look Quinn in the eyes.
Upon seeing the uncomfortable look on the brunette's face, "Relax Rachel, It's fine. I've heard things far worse and more awkward things than that" Quinn softened her tone.
Clearing her throat, she apologized self-consciously. She was staring at her lap that's why she jumped a bit when a hand was placed on her shoulder. "Rach, it's okay" hearing her nickname being uttered by Quinn of all people, left a pleasant feeling in her chest.
When Rachel continued staring at her lap, a pale hand grabbed her chin gently, connecting their eyes together, "Seriously Rach, it's fine. If you're uncomfortable with my comment then I apologize. I want you to know you can tell me if I'm making you uncomfortable, okay?" was uttered softly and firmly at the same time.
Staring at those honest green eyes, Rachel knew her teeny weeny itsby bitsy tiny secret crush on Quinn Fabray she had back in freshmen year, is coming back in strong force.