Hey guys! Sorry that I've slowed down on posting new chapters, but hopefully the next chapter will be up by around the 29th or 30th :)

Quinn felt ecstatic. In that moment she felt like nothing could ever make her feel sad. As she looked into Rachel's eyes, her girlfriend's eyes, she felt pure bliss. She wanted to sit this way forever. But then Rachel smiled, and looked out onto the lake.

Everything was so calm. There was no wind, no sounds, nothing.

Quinn looked down at their hands, squeezing Rachels hand and plucking up the courage to ask one more thing. Quinn shut her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Rachel, I want to take you out on a date." Quinn said as she opened her eyes and looked right at Rachel, who was now looking at her like she was crazy.

"But, what if someone sees us?" Her voice sounded horrified.

"I- I know. But I was looking online before and there's a festival a few towns over and I don't think anyone else would be going, and its so far away that no one would know us and I could treat you like my girlfriend and hold your hand and try to win you a plush toy." Quinn said, almost hesitantly because she was nervous since Rachel was so horrified by the idea.

But her face had softened and she was smiling now.

"Really? Quinn that sounds perfect." Rachel turned towards Quinn and crossed her legs, playing with their hands with her free hand. "I want to show you off, too. I hope you know that. I just.. I don't think I'm ready for the going public on our relationship thing quite yet."

"I understand. I feel the exact same way." Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. "So thats a yes to going to the carnival?"

"Definitely!" Rachel said, beaming. Rachel and Quinn continued talking about the carnival, Rachel asking questions about it and Quinn answering mostly, but they were both so excited to go on an actual date. By now Quinn had completely lost track of time, and her mother was expecting her home at 4:30pm. Quinn grabbed her phone, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Rachel, its 4:50pm." Quinn said in shock.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. I was supposed to be home 20 minutes ago."

"Shit, okay lets go." Rachel said as she shuffled around and got up. Quinn got up too, but a lot slower.

"I wish we could hang out a little longer though, this sucks."

"I know, I feel the same way." Rachel said as they got into the car. As Quinn reversed and started to drive out of the parking lot, Rachel was staring at the spot where they were just sitting. Quinn smiled to herself, wondering what she could possibly be thinking about, and her curiosity quickly got the better of her.

"Why are you staring?" Quinn said as Rachel looked away from the lake when they left the parking lot.

"I dunno, I want to remember that moment I guess." She replied as she looked down at her hands. Quinn smiled, butterflies fluttering and warming her stomach.

As Quinn drove Rachel home they spoke about the carnvial, discussing the rides they would go on, the novelty games they would play, everything. When Quinn turned into Rachels street her heart dropped a little, a sense of realisation they would soon be apart becoming more prominent. Quinn parked her car in Rachel's driveway, turning off the car and grabbing Rachel's hand. "I'm glad we did this. And I'm glad you said yes.." Quinn said as she rubbed her thumb on Rachels hand.

"I'm glad you asked. So I'll see you tomorrow?" Rachel said, looking straight at Quinn.

"Of course." Quinn said, pulling Rachels hand a little closer as she leaned forward a little. Rachel leaned in too, and before Quinn closed her eyes she saw a little smile on Rachels face. As their lips connected she felt the smile on Rachel's face fade, and felt Rachel move a little closer before the kiss was no longer existent.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Rachel said as she grabbed her bag and opened the door, squeezing Quinns hand before their hands parted. Quinn watched Rachel until she was gone behind the door, and then started the car and drove home. She wondered to herself how she would explain why she was half an hour late. She didn't want to come out to her mother quite yet so she had to come up with a lie. Even saying she had detention would be better than admitting her sexuality to her mother, because she had no idea how she'd react.

When she walked in the door her mother was almost running towards the door.

"Where have you been? You said you were going to be home at 4:30, what happened?"

"Mom, nothing happened. I just lost track of time, I'm sorry."

"Not good enough, Quinn. I want you to be home when you say you will be. You had me worried sick, I should ground you for this weekend. And next." Quinns heart nearly imploded when her mother mentioned the next weekend. This weekend was fine but next..

"What? Mom no. Why would you ground me? I was half an hour late. I mean 2 weekend of grounding for half an hour? Thats hardly fair."

"I think its perfectly fair. You call me when you have kids and one comes home half an hour late with no explanation. You could've called, at least. You're lucky your father doesn't live here anymore, he'd ground you for a month. So I think 2 weeks is fair."

"But Mom!"

"No buts! What's so important that you're going to miss? You hardly go anywhere except for out with Santana. If its so important, she can come over here."

"Mom its not with Santana... actually it is. We were going to go Fort Wayne. There's a carnival. Its only on next weekend and we're really excited to go."

"Well, now I guess you've learnt your lesson about coming home late." Quinns mother said as she turned on her heel and walked down the hall back to the kitchen.

"What? You're not going to let me go?"

"No, Quinn."

"Can you at least think about it? I won't go out this weekend or during the week, just school then home!" Quinn exclaimed, waving her arms around and she followed her mother to the kitchen. She sat on a stool as her mother went back to the stove and continued cooking.

"We're having chicken pasta for dinner, set the table please."

"Not unless you thinkabout letting me go out next weekend."

"You're acting like a child, Quinn." She said as she stirred the pasta.

"I don't care, mom. I'll scream and roll around of the floor if that's what it takes." Quinn said as she stared at the back of her mothers head. She turned around and saw the stare Quinn was giving her.

"Why is this so important? Its just a carnival."

Quinns head felt like it was going to explode. She couldn't tell her mom why she really wanted to go so badly. She couldn't. Not yet. And she needed to come up with an answer, quick. And one that seemed convincing.

"I- uh. Mom. I just haven't been able to spend quality best friend time with Santana since her and Brittany started dating. Its always the three of us. I just want to hang out with Santana."

"Bring her here, hang out with her over here, she doesn't come often enough." She said as she turned off the stove and grabbed the pot.

"But its not the same.. I-" Quinn stopped speaking. She had no idea how to convince her mother to let her go. Instead, she got up, grabbed her schoolbag which had been thrown on the floor, and walked to her room.

She felt like an idiot. She knew her mother was strict, but not as bad as her father. Maybe if she kept nagging her.. She felt even more idiotic because by the time she had gotten to her room her eyes had filled with tears, but Quinn was adamant not to let herself cry so she took a deep breath, feeling a lump in her throat as she tried her best to hold back tears.

I'm such an idiot, crying over not going to a freaking carnival. This is stupid. But it was going to be the perfect first date. And I could treat her like my girlfriend.

Quinn laid on her bed as she continued trying to hold back tears, unsuccessfully. She found her laptop and opened the browser to check facebook.

Santana Lopez: I'm so hungry, where the heck is my mom? -2 minutes ago

Mike Chang: Tina is coming over for dinner. I hope my dad won't be too hard on her. -3 minutes ago

Mercedes: Tots! -8 minutes ago

Then Quinn saw the update she was subconsiously looking for.

Rachel Berry: I am so happy right now, I feel like I'm on a cloud or something!

Quinn laughed to herself at how over emotional that all sounded. She laughed even more at the comments.

Brittany Pierce: Did you eat some brownies? I had some brownies once and felt like I was on a cloud.. it was weird. I hope you can still feel your fingers.

Kurt Hummel: Is the thing that I thought was gonna happen happened? Omg I knew it! I hate to say I told you so but I totally did!

Brittany Pierce: So is it the brownies then?

Finn Hudson: What happened? I'm happy for you.

Kevin McHale: Giiirl, what's going on? You gotta let us all know! Except Kurt, he seems to be up to date.

Brittany Pierce: If it is the brownies, don't give them to your cat if you have one. I gave one to Lord Tubbington and he ate my pillow.

Quinn smiled from ear to ear, not because of the fact she knew what was going on, and that it was about her, but the fact that everyone was so silly. And clueless. She felt immense satisfaction for a few seconds. Then she heard a knock at her door.

"Quinnie? Are you okay?" Her mother said as she opened the door, looking a bit concerned.

"Yes, mom. I'm fine." Quinn said, her mood rapidly decreasing as she remembered what had happened only a few moments ago.

"Well, we have some visitors. Surprise visitors. But they're going to stay for dinner."

"Who?"

"The Berry's."

Quinn's heart dropped.

Did they just pull me out of the closet?