A/N: I'm back! Vacation was great and I'll continue updating and all that. Anyway, please review and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, this fanfiction wouldn't suck as much.
Chapter 5
Rachel P.O.V
"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late," Rachel said to Quinn while rushing in to the bridal boutique.
Quinn turned to face her and smiled a little tearily.
Rachel noticed that she was in her wedding dress and her veil.
Her dress was simple, but elegant. It had a simple heart-neck bodice and a full, but not ridiculous skirt and a lace bolero. Her veil was a simple head-piece.
Quinn was originally looking for something more complex, but the second she tried on the dress she knew it was the one.
And Rachel agreed with her entirely. She looked gorgeous.
"Oh, Quinn," Rachel breathed.
Quinn sniffled and laughed lightly. Rachel joined in and handed Quinn a tissue.
"Thanks," Quinn whispered before dabbing at her eyes.
"No problem. You look beautiful."
Quinn nodded and replied, "Thanks. Is there any planning that Sam could help me with?"
Rachel raised an eyebrow, but answered, "Yeah. I mean all week you need to confirm the church decorations, flower arrangements, food tasting and seating charts. Why the change of heart?"
Quinn shrugged and said, "Well, Finn was there earlier and he told me that Sam wanted to help out and to be there for me. He was right I guess."
Rachel smiled at Finn's handle on the situation.
"So," Quinn began nonchalantly, "you're taking Finn to the wedding?"
Rachel nodded.
"Hmm… that's interesting."
Rachel cocked her head to the side and inquired, "Why? What's interesting?"
"I just want to know why a beautiful girl, such as yourself, is going to a wedding with a friend. Unless, he's not just a friend," Quinn replied.
"He is a friend. And I don't get many offers and we didn't want to go alone," Rachel replied as nonchalantly as she could manage, even though Quinn's question unnerved her.
"He could get a date and so could you. You just wanted to go together," Quinn said, managing to sit down in that full skirt.
"I met someone," Rachel stated abruptly, trying to change the subject.
Quinn looked up from smoothing out her dress and stared at Rachel somewhat frantically.
"Why?"
Rachel raised an eyebrow and responded, "Why not? He's nice and willing."
"Who is he?"
"His name is Jesse St. James and he's the coach of the show choir group, Vocal Adrenaline. They're supposed to be really good. He invited me to dinner on Friday and he said that on Thursday he wanted me to go to Sectionals for show choir or something. He said to bring as many friends as necessary. You and Sam are of course invited."
Quinn nodded slowly as if she was digesting all of this.
"We'll try to go. Is Finn invited?"
Rachel nodded.
"What's with you and talking about Finn today?"
Quinn's eyes widened and she stuttered, "I-I don't k-know w-what you're talking a-about."
"All day you've been talking about Finn. I think I know what this is about."
Quinn gasped and inquired, "You do?"
Rachel nodded and said, "You are getting cold feet about Sam and Finn is reminding you how things could've been."
Quinn jolted to her feet and exclaimed, "That is not what's happening here."
Rachel nodded sympathetically and said, "Look, I know Finn's a nice guy, but you love Sam. He will make you immensely happy."
"I don't like Finn and I am not having second thoughts."
"Then what's going on?"
Quinn paused before answering, "I think you and Finn should get together. I think he likes you."
Rachel stood impatiently and scowled at Quinn.
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Rachel-"
"No. We are just friends," Rachel interrupted.
"Okay," Quinn amended apologetically.
"I've got to go."
"Rachel, please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not. I just need some air. I'll see you Thursday."
Quinn nodded sadly and watched Rachel leave.
(Back at her house)
Finn and me? Finn likes me? Ha. Rachel thought to herself.
Ding dong.
Rachel jumped at the sound of her doorbell.
"Rach, it's me!" she heard Finn yell.
Rachel slowly walked to the door and found Finn staring expectantly down at her. She couldn't help but notice how good he looked in simple jeans and a T-shirt. He was very tall and his muscles were well defined. At the sight of her, he smiled his half smile and her heart sped up.
She silently scolded herself.
"Can I come in?" he inquired, still smiling at her.
Rachel looked away from his intense gaze and stepped aside, muttering, "Of course."
Finn stepped in.
"You'd never guess the crazy thing Quinn thought today," Rachel said eager to break the silence.
"What did she say?" he inquired nervously.
Rachel thought she detected a hint of anxiety in his voice, but she chose to ignore it.
"She said that you and I should date and that you liked me," Rachel replied laughing half-heartedly.
Finn hesitated before joining in weakly.
"That's so c-crazy," he stammered.
A/N: So? What do you think? Just as an FYI, I'm moving the wedding to New Year's Eve and the wedding day is a Sunday. The current day is a Tuesday. Review and I'll bake you imaginary cookies. Don't they sound good?