Thanks so much for reading guys. I tried to make this as least confusing as possible!
On the first day of kindergarten Quinn was desperate to get to the slide before Santana could. She tapped Rachel on the shoulder as she was making her way up the ladder. "
"Can I cut you?" She asked knowing that cutting someone in like for the slide was an impossible task. Rachel climbed back down.
"Of course, for you." She offered.
Back in middle school, when Rachel had never been invited to a birthday party, and it was the one thing she wanted most she carefully approached Quinn in the hall and asked if maybe she could go swimming too.
"Of course, for you." Quinn said. Rachel waited. For three days, she waited. Her invitation never came.
8th grade year, her dads wanted her to have a sleepover. She invited Quinn, Santana, and Brittany no having anyone else to invite.
"Sure!" Brittany chirped. Santana snickered.
"Of course, for you." Quinn's voice was dripping with sarcasm. She was mocking Rachel. Her dads had bought her everything a 13 year old could want at a sleepover and Rachel almost burst into tears when she thought about how hurt they would be when nobody showed up. At 6:53, seven minutes early, Judy Fabray pulled into Rachel's driveway hurriedly dropping off her daughter. Brittany was there shortly after. That night in the tent after Brittany had fallen asleep, Quinn rolled over and her lips pressed onto Rachel's. They lingered for a moment before pulling away, but Rachel reminded herself this was because Quinn was still groggy with sleep. Her eyelids fluttered open and a smile tugged dangerously at the corners of her mouth. Her eyelids dropped closed again.
"You can kiss me again if you want..." She whispered it as quietly as possible and was shocked when she realized Quinn had heard her.
"Of course, for you."