I need to approach this situation differently, what I need to do is just talk to her. Have a conversation, we did it when she hit her head, but she didn't really say much. Why is it so hard to talk to her? She's just a regular person. Its freaking Rachel Berry I've known her for four years we should at least have something in common. Yeah, but we made her life miserable for three. But she forgave us. What happened to using her? Things change. I feel like a better person when I'm with her. Are you ready to answer any of her questions about your feelings for her? I'll be ready when the time comes. I'm going to talk to her. I'm different now. Better. I'm happy.

Quinn walked out of her class feeling a little nervous, she wanted to find Rachel while she was feeling brave and courageous when suddenly Sam greeted her outside her classroom.

"Quinn! Can we talk?"

"Hey Sam, sure what's up?" Quinn's forgotten all about Sam. She couldn't even remember what he talked to her about during lunch yesterday. Anything before the whole Rachel thing was lost and forgotten in her mind.

"Have you thought about what I asked you. I know there's been a lot of things going on but I really like you. It's just bread sticks, what's one night going to harm?"

Quinn looked at Sam and wondered why wouldn't she go on a date with him. He's a really good guy, kind of a dork but he's the type of guy that would be perfect for her. Her mother would love a guy like Sam to date her precious daughter.

"Sam..." Quinn was about to answer him but a tiny brunette entered from the corner and she remembered why Sam wasn't her type at all. Rachel made eye contact with Quinn but looked at the ground when she noticed Sam look in her direction as well. Rachel quickened her pace losing her courage to speak with the blonde.

"Sam I can't, I'm sorry. I really should focus on myself right now. I hope you understand. I have go okay." she was trying to end the conversation so she can chase after Rachel but when she turned around she was no where in sight. Quinn sighed and started walking to her next class feeling let down. Sam just watched her walk away feeling rejected.

Lunch time, I'll talk to her at lunch. Quinn thought.

Second period went by a lot faster than first, instead of Layla running around her mind second period was all about Quinn. What to say to Quinn? How beautiful Quinn looked today? What was she talking to Sam about? Rachel was loosing confidence as she stepped out of her class she walked straight to her locker knowing that Quinn's locker wasn't to far so for sure they would have to see each other in the hall way.

"Hey Rachel!"

Rachel recognized the voice and spotted a red leather mans jacket and a goofy smile beside her.

"Hello Finn. What can I do for you?" from the corner of her eye Rachel spotted Quinn arriving at her locker.

"Want to have lunch together? Maybe talk about what song we should sing for the duet." his voice seemed overly pitchy to be making conversation. Finn was really trying not to sound to excited for this assignment.

"Thank you Finn, but I have some class work I've been neglecting today and I have to turn in before third period. So I would really like to take this time to work on it alone. But we are still scheduled at my house after school okay. We'll talk details at glee." Rachel closed her locker and walked towards the blonde. Not even giving Finn an opportunity to respond as he watched Rachel slowly approach Quinn.

Quinn slammed her locker and met those brown eyes as they approached but then Santana and Britney linked arms with her dragging her away from Rachel and towards the exit. Rachel just stood there and watched all three girls open the hallway doors. Right before they exited Quinn turned around and saw the tiny brunette standing by herself with a disheartened look on her face.

"Where are you taking me?" Quinn's tone sounded a bit annoyed.

"We're going out to lunch." Britney said.

"The food sucks here so we're leaving campus to get some real grub." Santana added. "Oh! Wait a minute did we interrupt a Faberry moment?" Santana found her car and unlocked it. Quinn got in the passenger seat while Britney in the back.

Quinn looked puzzled, "A Fab what?" as she fastened her seat belt.

"Faberry, Fabray and Berry. Come on Quinn it's a catchy nickname don't you think?" Britney responded.

"I don't think its such a good idea giving me and Rachel a nickname. Wouldn't that be suspicious? Seriously girls I don't even know where to to begin with Rachel."

"Calm your confused hiding in closet with a flashlight blonde head of yours, the nickname is only for me and Brit. We won't tell any one until you both decide to come out. When ever that may be." Santana started the car and drove off.

Rachel decided to go to the library and email Layla back. There was to many things going through her head and lets face it Layla has always been her friend and to shut her out now would tarnish the one true friend she's ever really had. She found a computer far enough from everyone and started typing.

Dearest Layla,

It's so great to hear from you. I'm so happy to hear how much your enjoying New York. All is well on my side, nothings really changed much. How's Juilliard? I see that they're keeping you quite busy. I'm looking forward to hearing from you again. Thank you for your kind words, you always did know how to make me feel better. I miss you.

Always,

Rachel

Rachel paused before pressing send. She wanted to keep it short but meaningful she's contemplating whether or not the I miss you would be an appropriate ending to her email. She's fully aware of Layla's intentions but as a friend she really did miss her. Then there's Quinn to consider. She hit send and that was that. In truth there was no Quinn and Rachel. They haven't spoken to each other about the slushy, the fight, the bathroom. Nothing that would define what they really mean to each other. So why should that stop her from expressing feelings to her only support system.

Rachel finished up some of the class work she missed and decided to just thank Quinn for everything she's done for her. Rachel needed to get a grip on reality and come to the conclusion that Quinn doesn't have feelings for her. They shall remain friends and nothing more.

Third period came and Quinn wasn't in the girls locker room. Rachel started changing and followed her fellow classmates out to the field. Fifteen minutes into the class Quinn, Britney and Santana came running out towards Coach Beist. Rachel watched from the sidelines as the girls tried to convince Coach not to make them run laps.

"Sorry we're late coach." Quinn was the first to try sounding very apologetic.

"Fifteen minutes late. You ladies owe me fifteen minutes of running around the field. If I were you I'd start right now. No excuses Go NOW!" she ordered all three girls and blew her whistle.

They knew there would be no convincing the coach after that whistle was blown so they just accepted their faith and started jogging around the field. Quinn noticed that Rachel was by the tennis court kicking a soccer ball against a wall. When she passed by she waved at Rachel but only received a nod and a smile. Quinn felt an unfamiliar feeling building inside her like something was wrong. She saw the look on Rachel's face when she left for lunch but she didn't really do anything to upset the diva.

Another lap goes by and Rachel wasn't even paying attention as she passed, Quinn was finding this to be a little frustrating usually she's the one causing the uneasy feeling. But Rachel of all people had Quinn wrapped around her finger.

When did this happen? Since when did Quinn Fabray fret over nothing. That's it five more minutes and I'm going to talk to her.

"What's wrong Q? Problems in the home front?" Santana snickered finding it so hard to believe that Rachel Berry has her best friend getting upset each time they pass her by. Santana looked at Britney and shook their heads in unison.

"Shut it Santana, its none of your business." Quinn fought back. They finished their fifteen minute jog around the field and Quinn decided to part ways from her two snickering friends. Another mischievous comment from Santana would send Quinn off the deep end. So a much needed space is required when Quinn is already fuming about Rachel. She strode in Rachel's direction hoping that she'll explain why she's acting so different.

Rachel was kicking a soccer ball when a shadow approached her.

"Hey Rachel." Quinn breathing a little harder from the last lap.

"Hello Quinn. Nice jog" she joked. Quinn always looked amazing, a few strands of hair was loose from her pony tail due to the run she just had. She was glistening a bit on her forehead and arms. Quinn had rolled up her sleeves which showed off her tight biceps. She was gorgeous, Rachel particularly enjoyed looking at Quinn when she's not all dolled up. She's naturally beautiful. That was one of the quality she really liked about Quinn, she never had to try to look pretty by putting layers upon layers of make-up. She was perfect in every way and everyone was envious of that even Rachel.

So she's not mad at me. How did this girl turn me into this emotional wreck?

"Funny. How was your lunch?"

"It was enlightening actually. It was a quiet lunch in the library." Rachel after her resolve found it quiet easy to talk to the blonde. Becoming friends with her will be a lot easier now that she's accepted the fact that they can never be together.

As painful as it may be it was the smart thing to do, admitting to yourself that the most popular girl in school will never be into the school diva was a harsh reality but its hard evidence that a friendship is all that Quinn is looking for. Nothing more can come from this strange encounters. Quinn has been through a lot and the last thing she needs is to question her sexuality because I maybe falling for her. Friendship that's it.

Each word from that realization was causing a small tear in her heart but Rachel knew that if she continued with these infatuation it will lead to a much bigger heartache. And that is something she can't bear to imagine.

"I see, well my lunch didn't exactly go as planned." Quinn decided to sit and watch Rachel volley the ball between her legs. Finding it hard to look away now that she was eye level with Rachel's strikingly long legs.

"How so?"

Quinn pausing still eyeing Rachel's muscle flex as she moves the ball around. "Well, I was hoping to talk to you actually." Quinn watched the ball this time finding some humor as Rachel volleyed the ball around sort of like her feelings for the brunette.

"That's interesting because I was actually looking forward to having a moment of your time during lunch as well." Rachel smiled and decided to sit down to face Quinn.

Once Rachel met those hazel eyes once again all the reasoning she had earlier disappeared. Now she's back to not knowing how to act around the blonde. They both stared in each others eyes and sat there in silence. Quinn didn't know how to proceed now that she knew Rachel wanted to have a conversation with her.

"I…" Quinn and Rachel said at the same time. "You first." Quinn finding some relief that she has a few minutes to think of something to say.

Rachel looked away and smiled, "I wanted to thank you, for everything that you've been doing for me lately. I'm not entirely sure as to why your being nice to me but it's greatly appreciated." Rachel ended it with that gorgeous smile Quinn was always so fond of.

"You don't need to thank me Rachel, I... wanted to apologize… I know that the last three years of high school hasn't been easy for you because of me. I wanted to explain or to try and get you to understand that I've changed a lot after Beth. I realized a lot of things in my life wasn't going in the right path that I had hoped for and a lot of that was because of all these built up aggression I've been suppressing over the last few years. Any ways I shouldn't be concerning you with this. But I realized what's important and a part of me wanted to make amends. I'm sorry for all those times I made you feel like you were nobody. I want you to know that you matter Rachel. Even to me." Quinn put her hand on Rachel's lap and smiled at the brunette.

Rachel's eyes grew large the second Quinn's hand touched her bare thigh. The heat radiating from Quinn's hand was moving rapidly all over her body. Since when did Quinn Fabray have this impact on her just by a mere touch.

I matter to Quinn?

Something about Quinn's words made Rachel stop and think for a minute. Was there some kind of hidden meaning to what she just said? Thank you for opening up to me I wish I can be as strong as you. Its just that…

Quinn noticed how quiet it's been and noticed Rachel contemplating what she just told her. Her hand was still laying on her thigh so she slowly took it off and met those brown eyes once more hoping she hadn't made the brunette uncomfortable.

"Thank you Quinn. Believe it or not I'm actually beginning to believe that." she said confidently.

This feels right, just being with her. I kept trying to fool myself into thinking that I needed to use her to get out of Lima but just being around her makes me feel like I can be myself.

"So hows your song selection for the duet with Finn going?" Quinn tried not to sound bitter but she really did find it annoying that Finn got partnered up with her.

"To be honest I'm not really looking forward to working with Finn. I'm grateful he stood up for me but I think he still has this mentality that I still may have feelings for him. It's quiet frustrating that he doesn't listen to a word I say. I just wished it wasn't so awkward." Rachel wasn't sure how open she should be around Quinn knowing that he was her ex as well.

"That's Finn for you. You got to enunciate every word in order for him to understand." Quinn teased. Finn always had a problem when it comes to listening that's why is was so easy to make him think Beth was his.

Rachel laughed knowing well enough that Quinn would know how the jock really is. Quinn and Rachel found it rather easy to talk to each other they seemed really comfortable. Like they've been friends for such a long time. Seeing both girls now and how much they've grown you would've never thought that this moment would ever happen.

The class bell rang and both girls got up and started walking towards the girls locker room. They changed into their regular clothes and Quinn walked Rachel to her class they talked about future plans and day to day stuff along the way. Quinn stood in front of Rachel and was finding it difficult to meet those brown eyes she enjoyed starring at on all hours of the day, they were so wrapped up in their conversation that both girls didn't want say goodbye.

Rachel played with the hem of her skirt and said softly, "I'll see you at glee Quinn."

Quinn finally looked up at Rachel and answered with, "See yea at glee Rachel."

There was strange feeling in the air as both girls parted. Before entering her class room Rachel turned to look at Quinn who was half way down the hall way.

If she stops and turns to look at me than she likes me.

Quinn felt the urge to turn around and see if Rachel had entered her classroom. She stopped walking before she had to turn a corner still facing away from Rachel.

Come on Quinn turn around.

Quinn turned the corner and continued walking to her class. Rachel dropped her head not getting the answer she was hoping but she did notice that when Quinn turned the corner she had the biggest smile on her face, so all was not lost.

Rachel remembered when the only conversation they had were insults and coming from Quinn drawing pornographic pictures of Rachel in the girls bathroom to talking all period and walking each other to class. This was a huge leap, this could be the beginning of a very interesting relationship. Either way Rachel was willing to take that leap of faith and believe in something so unimaginable.