Summary : The rich kids go to Carmel Academy, the poor kids go to McKinley High. That's how it's always been. Until now... Quinn has gotten a scholarship to Carmel Acadey and falls in love with Raymond the richest boy in School.

Chapter 3 – Flirting

Quinn POV

Things went the same for most of the week. The popular group had really taken me in, but the judgment still lay on Ray's shoulders, and although he allowed me to be with the group he didn't like me enough to allow me to be with the group. I didn't know that would all change in just one night.

It all started with a celebration for getting over the first week of school. We did this every year and just because I was a Carmel didn't mean that I was going to ditch my Mcstern friends. I put on a big pink sweater and some tight jeans. I pulled my natural Shriley Temple curls into a ponytail, but changed my mind and decided to leave it down. I had no time to blow dry it but with a little makeup I didn't look ten anymore.

After I was finished it onl took Mercedes a few minutes to pick me up. I was finally going to get to hang out with my dear McKinley High crew.

My group of friends always consisted of Mercedes, my party crazy friend, Brittany, my bubly friend. They were my best friends.

Mercedes was driving her mom's station wagon and controlling the radio. Brittany who was alwas so fashionable was wearing the cutest outfit. She worked her butt off just to wear the markdowns of the "in" styles.

"Where are we going Mer?" I found a bag of chips in the back and took a huge handful placing it into my mouth. Mercedes passed me a big bottle of vodka. I rarely drank, but I decided I needed a bit and took a few sips. If I didn't drink it, I knew that Mercedes would (because I could be the designated driver), and she was a bad drunk. The vodka was extremely horrible tasting. I took one last large sip, and then I ate double the chips to get the taste out of my mouth.

"To the hottest spot in town," Brittany said.

"Breadstick's," Mercedes said dancing to the music on the radio. I immediately stopped chewing.

"Why are we going there?" My breath didn't seem to come.

"We want to see how the other side lives," Brittany said in her sweet voice. "It's not fair that you get to go to school with them. We want to see what you're dealing with."

"Guys, this is dangerous." I said simply with the death in my tone.

"We won't get caught, Quinn," Mercedes said.

"We promise," They said in unison.

"It's not just that, but you don't know the repercussions if they find out that you're from McKinley." I was getting bubbles in my stomach.

"No, because we're from out of town and we saw the restaurant and decided to stop by." Mercedes was always too daring.

We argued for a bit more then I finally relented. There was no way I could stop it.

The music at Breadstick's was loud and Mercedes was already dancing. Her short brown hair matched perfectly with her brown eyes and her brown skin was flawless. She was so pretty. Brittany's long blond hair was in it usual ponytail. We were all sitting in a booth swaying to the beat as a Carmel came back to sit down after paying her bill.

"Look at that girl. Are those real diamond earrings? This isn't even a special occasion. It's Breadstick's." Mercedes rolled her eyes.

"She's pretty." Brittany said.

"Quinn's prettier," Mercedes said. "With those eyes and that body, you give those Carmel boys a run for their money."

I laughed. "She goes to my school." I replied. "She's the sweetest." I saw Kitty was the one with the diamonds. She wasn't with Tina, Santana or Noah. I could kind of see the top of two guys' heads.

Brittany smiled. "Here," she said handing me a big pink beret type of hat. "It's what fashionable this season." It matched perfectly with what I was wearing, but I thought tat it looked some much better on Brittany with her black tank top and miniskirt. I motioned to return it, but she insisted.

"Yeah, let's have a little fun with them Quinn." Mercedes said this nudging me. "You know them right? They dont know you go to Carmel Academy with a scholarship. Go and be rich with them."

"Are you all crazy? Plus, they've already seen me with you guys."

"No they haven't. They ignore us Q," Mercedes declared. "Now, go on over there and pretend you're rich. We want to see how you pull it off."

Suddenly I was being pulled then pushed towards the table.

"Hi guys, I just came to get a burger," I said frightened. I didnt know what to say, as always.

Ray looked and frowned at me. It was just Kitty, Ray, and this new guy with bright blue eyes and browny hair. he was really cute.

"Hey," Kitty said. "Ryder this is the girl I was telling you about, Lucy Quinn Fabray. Luce this is Ryder Andrew Lynn III, my dear boyfriend."

I smiled at him as he smiled back. "It's nice to meet you Ryder Andrew."

"Oh pleaase," he said in this nice goofy voice. He held out his hand and I shook it. "Kitty just likes to act as if I was important. Call me Ryder."

"Ok Ryder," I said giggling a bit.

"I'm sorry Lucy, but Ryder and I were just about to leave," Kitty said with a sad look on her face.

"Oh that's okay. I'll just order my burger to go," I said smiling. I felt a wave of relief rush over me. I had made my appearance.

"I just got here," Ray declared not really looking up at me. "You could sit with me until you're done."

"No that's all right," I whispered shyly.

"That's a great idea," Kitty exclaimed. "Come on Luce." She had a pleading look on her face. I don't know what it was, but something pulled me to sit down.

Kitty and Ryder left pretty soon, and Ray and I were left in silence.

"You don't like me very much, do you?" My voice came out of my mouth by itself.

"I like you just fine," Ray said not really looking at me, but for something else.

"Were you expecting someone else?" I asked as I was looking at my hands.

"Nope, just needed to talk to Ryder for a bit," he said still looking for someone. Then his eyes suddenly came on me. I was a bit surprised, but I liked his attention. "Why would you think that I didn't like you?"

"You don't talk to me like everybody else," I said. "You don't flirt with me." I knew I shouldn't have take that drink of Mercedes'. My lips were too loose.

"You would like me to flirt with you?" Ray's eyes seemed confused.

"Yeah," I whispered.

"Do you know how a girl gets flirted with?" Ray smirked as I shook my head. "You have to give the guy the look."

"What's the look?" Ray was getting cuter by the second to me. His bron hair was getting into his eyes.

Ray held my eyes with his and fluttered his eyelashes a bit. He then pouted his lips looking innocent and finally raised his head a bit and smiled. "And that is the look," he whispered.

I did all the same moves that he had just done and flashed him a big smile at the end. "Was that okay?"

"Good for a beginner," He replied still looking into my eyes. He got me nervous and I looked back down at the table.

"When's the waitress going to get here?" I looked around and could not find anyone. My eyes settled then on Ray's eyes.

"You know why I didn't flirt with you at first?"

"You don't think I'm pretty," I said looking down at the table then back at Ray for confirmation.

Ray's widened. "What would make you think I don't think you're pretty?" Ray shook his head. "The first thing I said about you was gorgeous. I was so intimidated by you when I first saw you. Mrs. Philips hit it right on the nose, which freaked me out. I just thought you were too good for me to flirt with. It was in your eyes.

"Um, I don't even know what to say." I began to blush as Ray looked away.

"I'll go put in our orders," he said. "It'll be quickler that way. What did you want?"

"Some coke, and a burger," I said easily. I felt comfortable with Ray.

He came back in a little while with our orders.

"How much do I owe you?" I took out my purse. Ray looked at me insulted.

"No charge," he said shaking his head.

"Are you sure?" I didn't want to make it seem like I didn't have money, but if he was sure then I wasn't going to stress it mch.

"A burger and a coke aren't going to bankrupt me," he said lughing as I smiled.

"Thanks," I said as we began to eat. It ws really quiet because we really didn't have much to say, but we didn't really need words to fill in the silences. They were pleasant anyway. After we were finished I told him I had to get home.

"I'm just going to call to get a ride," I said standing up, but really I was going to get Mercedes and Brittany to leave.

"Let me take you home," Ray said grinning at me.

"I'd prefer to take a taxi," I murmured hurrying to get up. He reached out and grabbed my arm. I immediately sat down from the spark that I felt go through my arm.

"I'd prefer taking you home," He said. I didn't want him to know that I was poor. Anyone, but him I could feel less ashamed, but he was the richest guy in the entire school, and the one I liked.

"Trust me, you'll regret it," I replied.

"I can't regret anything about you." My heart beat uncontrollably again when he said that. I was already beginning to fall in love with this guy.

"You will," I said standing up. He followed me. I waved a quick good-bye to my friends who stared at me in awe. When we got outside of the door, he grabbed my hand and led me towards his new sleek silver Benz. He opened my door and allowed me to slide in.

"Where are we going?" Ray brought down the top of his convertible. It was a warm night and I had never ridden in a car like this. It just screamed wealthy to me.

"The Lima Complexes," I replied honestly. I wasn't going to lie anymore.

Ray looked at me shocked as I nodded.

"So you're poor." Ray looked back at the road.

"I'm not begging on the streets, but I'm not wealthy either." I knew that he would be disappointed. "I got a scholarship to Carmel Academy." We stayed in silent for a while. The air rushed my hair back causing it to dance. I held onto Brittany's hat making sure it didn't fly off, but finally I had to take it off. My hair then flew up and became out of control.

"I don't care, you know?" My mouth gaped open as I looked at him.

"I don't know you well enough to infer that," I said smiling.

"But I guess you knew me well enough to think that my image of you would change," he replied smiling along with me. "You're beautiful." He reached out for my hair and raked his hands through my curls stopping their dance with the wind for a moment.

We sat in silence once again. We did not speak to each other until the car rolled to the sidewalk next to the complexes.

"Which one is yours?"

"Number seven," I whispered. When the car stopped he shut off the engine. "Thank you for the ride home."

"No problem," he said as he getting out of the car and going ovr to my door and opening it for me. I slid my hand out and he held it again. I began to walk, but he just held my hand tighter and followed me.

"What are you doing?" I looked at him curiously.

"I'm going to meet the folks," he replied as he pushing me along.

My eyes widened. "I don't have folks," I said. "There is my mother, and my sister, and I. That's it."

"Okay," he whispered smiling.

"You can't meet them," I stated.

"Why can't I?" I was beginning to love that fake innocent look that Ray had as if he was stupid.

"They're very imaginative," I exclaimed noticing that Ray was still holding my hand. "They'll think that we're together."

"Oh, but we are together," Ray whispered into my ear.

"No, I mean they might think more along the lines of boyfriend and girlfriend," I said blushing.

"Oh, but I want you to be," he said looking into my eyes.

"No, you're just nosy." He laughed, and I noticed that he had really cute dimples.

I sighed and decided that this would be the last moment I was going to be with him, and the heat from his hand caused me to blush.