Lunch came a lot faster today. There was something very intimate about the way Quinn was looking at her from the hall way. Rachel needed to prepare herself for the conversation she decided to have with the cheerleader. She went into the one place she knows where she can sort out her thoughts. The auditorium was empty and quiet, she even thought about singing a song for Quinn as a means to express her unspoken feelings for her.

What could this possibly mean? For the past few weeks she's been extremely flirtatious. Batting her eyes at me, the rubbing, god the rubbing its like everyday she forgets to bring sun screen. And today the way she smiled from the hallway. And then when our eyes met she seemed embarrassed. Why would she be embarrass? Maybe it's time to have the conversation. Rachel played a note on the piano.

Wait a minute. I haven't been imagining this right? I mean I know I have a vivid imagination but this was all real. Right? Clearly she's flirting with me. I don't know what to do. Or even say to her. This is all very confusing.

Rachel nearly took all of lunch time contemplating on how to approach the blonde about they're current situation. When she walked out of the auditorium she realized she only had ten minutes before third period started.

Ten minutes! That isn't enough time to talk about my feelings. I'll just have to bring it up tomorrow. She'll have practice after school and I wouldn't want to bother her especially after a grueling day. Yes! Tomorrow it is.

Rachel walked to her locker to put away her books from her previous class.

"Hey Berry!"

Rachel turned around not recognizing the voice calling out to her.

She held her breath and shut her eyes in reflex. Purple slushy splashed all over her face, dripping down to her clothes and all over her locker.

"Hope you enjoyed your first slushy facial dork" Kurofsky laughed and walked off holding a now empty cup of grape slur pee.

Rachel was in shock, tears started to form in her eyes. She slammed her locker and ran to the nearest restroom. She thought that being slushied this time around wouldn't have the same painful affects it did last year. She really believed that this year would be different but nothings changed from this mediocre school.

...

Quinn was on the opposite side of the hallway talking to Sam. All she saw was Rachel running towards the bathroom dripping in what looked like purple slushy. Her eyes locked on the devastated diva. Without hesitation she ran towards the girls bathroom leaving a confused Sam behind.

"Quinn!" Sam called for her but Quinn was already by the girls bathroom. She stepped inside the bathroom and found a freshman fixing her make up by the mirror.

"Get out!" the queen bee ordered. The frightened freshmen ran out leaving her make-up bag behind. Quinn smirked knowing she still has that icy glare. When the girl exited Quinn locked themselves in to have a more private conversation.

"Rachel?" Quinn said softly. All she heard was soft whimpering from one of the stalls. She pressed her hands against the stall door and hated that it was separating her from the tiny diva.

"Rachel, can you come out of there please. Let's talk." Quinn was trying to ease the diva's whimpers. Rachel was so upset, she hasn't been slushied in three months. She didn't know if her bully's were backing off because she was standing tall and not being pushed around. But she guessed wrong, she was still the plankton in this huge ocean. She was still nothing to these people. When she heard Quinn's voice call out to her it made her cry even more. She didn't want Quinn to see her like this. So vulnerable and weak, she loved being around Quinn. She felt like the blonde was pushing her to be better, aiding her at becoming more comfortable with her true self. Not like this, not this puffy eyed, red nose and quivering lips. And to top it off, covered in grape slushy.

Ugh! I'm going to kill Kurofsky. Rachel thought.

"C'mon Rachel, it's going to be alright. It's just me out here. Let me be here for you." Quinn was begging on the other side of the door. All she wanted to do was wrap her arms around the tiny girl and protect her, comfort her. She really wanted to rip this freaking door out of it's hinges so that she can just see her. She couldn't stop thinking about Rachel all day. Both her classes was a blur, she was itching to go to lunch and sit by the diva. But when she stepped out of class, Sam was waiting for her outside her classroom. She hated him for taking up all her time.

Click!

Quinn backed away from the door and stood patiently for Rachel to step out of the stall.

Rachel was covered in purple slushy, her hair, her clothes some even trickled down to her shoes. Quinn shook her head furious, "Who did this to you?" she asked pissed off at what she was seeing. Rachel walked straight to the sink and started washing off some of the slushy from her hair. She found Quinn's reaction rather endearing, this whole time Rachel found their "friendship" hard to believe. Hearing her utter those five words fueled with anger brought her down to reality. Quinn was there for her she's really trying to be friends with the brunette.

"Its nobody Quinn please don't worry yourself over nothing. I've taken slushies to the face countless times. That's why I have an emergency bag in my locker. " Rachel trying to sound convincing. She was trying to look at Quinn through the mirror, her arms were crossed those hazel eyes dark. Rachel was getting turned on by the sight. Mental picture. SNAP.

Quinn couldn't believe that Rachel was protecting who did this to her. Quinn stood there fuming, "Rachel I'm only going to ask you one more time. Who did this to you?" Quinn ordering the tiny brunette.

"It's not your concern, please Quinn I wouldn't want you to do anything rash." Rachel turned away from the mirror looking at the cheerleader now. For the first time in months Rachel was finally able to look her straight in the eyes. She missed those hazel eyes, she missed Quinn in general.

These past few weeks Quinn has offered to eat lunch with her and some of the glee kids. And after lunch they would walk together side by side to the girls locker room. Never speaking a word to one another. From there Quinn would sometimes flirt with her or just steal quick glances at one another. But the second their eyes meet each one would turn away feeling shy. They've never been alone like this, so intimate. Rachel's feelings for Quinn was evolving to quickly that if she was ever alone with the blonde she wouldn't be able to control herself. When their eyes met Quinn dropped her defenses, her heart almost poured out.

You're so beautiful, you're the most beautiful being I've ever seen. The way your cheeks turn pink as I'm staring into your eyes. How perfect and mesmerizing your light hazel eyes are at this very moment. I've always dreamed of holding you in my arms. Being able to feel your heartbeat against mine.

After Quinn's dream from this morning, the last thing she wanted was to be alone with the diva. All those hot images of Rachel would dance around in her head and she wouldn't be able to stop herself from attacking the girl with hot kisses and touching.

God the touching. She looks so beautiful, god I've been wanting to stare into those brown eyes for so long. I've been wondering how soft and tender your lips would feel on mine. To hug you and feel your warmth on my body.

Silence filled the bathroom, they've been starring at each other for a few minutes. Memorizing each others face.

The bell rang letting everyone know that third period was about to begin.

The sound broke their gaze and both blushed realizing that they lost track of time. Quinn forgot why she was upset but looked down at the diva and found the purple slush starting to dry.

"Let's go get you into some dry clothes. Wouldn't want you dripping purple shush all over me." Quinn joked.

Rachel nodded still having difficulties speaking to the blonde. She finished washing her hair in the sink while Quinn watched from the side. When Rachel finished Quinn offered her leather mans jacket to the diva. This grand jester made the brunette blush. In her mind it was a grand jester so she nodded and wrapped it around her.

She smells amazing too! Oh my, today could be the best day of my life. Rachel smiled the biggest smile that her mouth could let her.

When Quinn saw her jacket on the tiny girl she couldn't help but smile herself.

Damn she looks good on my jacket. Quinn bit her lower lip.

Quinn walked towards the door and un-locked it. Rachel was still looking in the mirror, making sure she got all the slushy out.

"C'mon superstar! We're already late for class." Quinn regretted what she said the minute it left her lips. She just gave Rachel a nick name.

Rachel's eyes blew up at the pet name. She remembered someone very close to her and shook her thoughts away.

"Yea, coming!" Rachel let out.

Quinn bit her lips hearing Rachel say coming. She held the door and watched the diva walk out of the girls bathroom looking confident in her jacket.

What were you thinking Quinn?