Thank you for being patient! I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. Serious writers block guys. But anyway, I hope you like this chapter (it ends on a cliffhanger and I am doing my plan laugh)

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up, hopefully by the start of next month and I apologise if it ends up being later than that.

Enjoy!

It was now Thursday morning and Quinn and Rachel had successfully managed any suspicion and dodged any questioning on their hanging out together.

Quinn felt confident. She knew she still wasn't ready to come out to anyone just yet but she felt like it would be soon. And instead of scaring her, it made her happier. She wanted to show off her relationship to the world, she had hung out with Rachel every lunchtime and Santana and Brittany had hung out with them on the Tuesday. It was an interesting experience, and Quinn wasn't sure she wanted to do that again any time soon. But the rest of the week, Quinn had felt pure bliss, she was happy.

When Quinn entered homeroom she sat down at her regular seat, expecting Rachel to come in with Kurt and sit with him and Mercedes. But when Rachel came in, she came and sat with Quinn, Kurt pulling up a chair at the desk and sitting with them.

"Hey, so today after school we're performing our song, you ready?" Rachel grinned.

"Yeah, definitely. I mean we've been practising all week so I think we're ready." Quinn said with a smile as she nudged Rachel.

"I can't wait to see what you guys perform, Rachel won't tell me what it is." Kurt said as he gave a fake stink-eye to Rachel.

"Well, you have to wait and see! I rarely tell you what I am going to perform anyway, unless I'm performing with you, of course."

"But this ones more exciting than your usual songs, its with you guys." Kurt looked at Quinn when he said the last few words, beaming. Quinn knew that he knew, but was still embarrassed, and put her head down, pretending to read what was on the front cover of her Maths book.

"Oh well, its only a few more hours!"

"Yeah, they'll be the longest hours of my life!" Kurt said just before the teacher began calling out the roll.

After the teacher had finished talking, Quinn, Rachel and Kurt discussed the carnival that was coming up, and how hopefully they'd be able to go. Kurt was thinking of taking Blaine to it, but he was talking about money issues and how he didn't know whether or not he could afford the costs of everything at carnivals.

"Yeah things are so expensive at carnivals, one time I went to one and for a can of soda was like $4, it was crazy." Rachel said, appalled.

The bell went and Quinn said a quick goodbye to Rachel and Kurt, and leaving the room, finding Santana already waiting at the door of their first class.

"So hows your Jew?"

"What?"

"How's Rachel?" Santana said, rolling her eyes.

"Good, we're performing in Glee club today, so I guess that's good."

"Alright then. Well Mr Welsh isn't here today so we have a sub for this class." Santana said with a grin.

"What did you do?"

"What?" Santana asked, puzzled.

"You seem like you did something to the teacher. I dunno, just that look inyour eyes that you get."

"Well that does seem like something I'd do... but no." Santana said as the substitute arrived and opened the door.

As they sat down they began passing notes to each other and Quinn told Santana about not being allowed to go to the carnival, and trying to convince her mom about letting her go.

Well, you could just sneak out. I used to do it all the time. Santana scribbled on the page before passing the note back to Quinn.

Yeah its not that easy. Its just me and mom at home now, if I went out she'd know in an instant, before I leave the driveway, even. Quinn replied, even though she was constantly contemplating the very idea Santana had just suggested, she knew it would never work, which made her stomach turn, it was going to be her first real date with Rachel and she didn't want anything to ruin it.

Everyone in Glee club was in their own conversations, Kurt talking to Mercedes about her neon addiction, Finn and Mike talking about football, and so on. Quinn was patiently waiting for Rachel to arrive, along with a few other glee members. Her stomach was filling with butterflies, her mind and heart racing. She started doubting herself whether she could actually go through with wht she was about to do, even though she'd done performances with Rachel before, it was different now. It didn't make a difference to her that no one knew that it was different, she knew.

But then Quinn felt her insides turn at one thought. The thought that if she didn't do it, if she got up there and then backed out of it, that people would start to guess, start to realise, just what was happening. So Quinn took a deep breath and instead of psyching herself out, she began mentally preparing herself for what was going to happen. She went over the lyrics in her mind, the tempo, the tune, the beat. She reassured herself that she could do this.

Just as she began thinking over the lyrics again, Rachel and Mr Shuester walked in the room. Rachel took a seat in the front row, next to Quinn.

Mr Shue began talking about Sectionals and the schedule he'd been working out for rehearsals. Quinn was barely paying attention, her thoughts only being interrupted when he mentioned her and Rachels names.

It was time.

Quinn took a deep breath and smiled at Rachel as they both stood up and walked to the center of the room, nodding at the band to start.

As the intro began Quinn closed her eyes for a few seconds as she composed herself.

In a moment, everything can change,

Feel the wind on your shoulder,

For a minute, all the world can wait,

Let go of your yesterday.

Quinn sang as she looked around the room, her eyes momentarily stopping, gazing at Rachel on her last line. As Rachel began to sing, Quinn was mezmerized at how amazing Rachel sounded. Quinn could've sworn Rachel didn't sound is amazing while they were rehearsing, and that was saying something.

Can you hear it calling?

Can you feel it in your soul?

Can you trust this longing?

And take control,

Rachel and Quinn both took deep breaths before belting out the chorus, their eyes locking as they began.

Fly,

Open up the part of you that wants to hide away

You can shine,

Forget about the reasons why you can't in life,

And start to try, cause it's your time,

Time to fly...

Quinn coudn't stop looking at Rachel through the whole chorus, only peeling her eyes away from Rachel as she realised she was staring. As they sang the rest of the song they looked around the room, everyone watching intently.

When they sang the last line in unison, Quinn smiled at Rachel, like a thank you. All she wanted was to take Rachels hand and say how much she lo- how grateful she was to have her in her life. Rachel smiled back, their moment being interrupted by the sound of applause coming from the students and Will.

Quinns head turned to see the smiling faces beaming at them, especially Kurt and Santana. Quinn felt an auburn creep up to her cheeks as both girls walked back to their seats.

"That was incredible guys! Definitely a consideration for Sectionals, what do you think guys?" Will said as he looked at the rest of the students, excited. The response was mostly clapping and whistles, which made Quinn smile because she felt like she actually did something right.

She sat back down with the rest of the group as Mercedes got up and belted out a song that Quinn didn't know. She was always amazed at Mercedes voice and envied it a little.

As Glee club ended and everyone grabbed their bags to leave, Quinn dawdled around, slowly grabbing her sheet music from the piano and walking slowly back to her bag and taking her time to put the papers in, saying goodbye to everyone as she went. By the time she actually stood up to leave, everyone was gone except for her, Rachel and Mr Shue. Rachel looked at Quinn and let out a laugh, noticing they were both doing the same thing. Quin got up and they walked over to the door, saying a quick goodbye to Mr Shue as they scurried out the door.

When they were in the hallways, everything seemed quiet except for a few distant laughs coming from fellow glee clubbers who were leaving. Quinn looked up and down the halls to find it completely empty and smiled at Rachel.

"Well, our own plans worked, we're alone." Quinn smiled as she took Rachels hand in her own as they walked down the hall, "You were amazing, as always."

Rachel looked at Quinn and smiled, Quinn tell Rachel was beginning to blush. "Thank you. And you, I mean wow. You were phenomenal."

"Hey, I would've been terrible and all over the place if it werent for your help Miss Superstar."

"HEY, BOX FAIRY!" A familiar voice yelled down the hall, Quinn dropping Rachels hand out of instinct and shock before quickly spinning around to see Santana running towards the pair.

"Must you yell box fairy?" Quinn said as she put her palm to her forehead.

"Well, duh. Thats your name now. Hey bush hound." Santana said, nodding at Rachel. "Your mom just called me and asked me about the fair."

"And?" Quinn asked, excited.

"She's starting to sway towards saying yes. Thanks to my help, obviously. Although you need to calm down the gay at home if you want it to continue being a secret, Fabray." Santana said, raising an eyebrow at Quinn.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Judy asked if there was something wrong with you because you've been 'acting differently', and I had to be all no no, she's fine its Quinn she's a nutcase!" Santana said, throwing her arms around as she spoke. Rachel interrupted and said something about needing to leave, so they said quick goodbyes and Rachel headed down the hall.

As Santana kept talking around Quinn, her mind went away from the conversation and feeling her mind numb as she thought about her mother. Was she really acting so differently? She didn't want to think her mother had done something wrong, and with that thought her stomach turned, making her feel ill and and angry with herself. She should've spoken to her mother about this instead of leaving her in the dark. She used to always talk about her feelings with her mother, she was only only person to know everything about Quinn. She put her head in her hands as she thought how stupid she was, she was so afraid of her mother being so angry at her or hateful when she was the most understanding person she knew. But this was different. Was it? Yes. No. Well who knows? Quinns mind was aching with confusion as she tried to make a decision whether to tell her mother what was 'wrong'.

"Q, are you okay? You're really pale." Santana interrupted Quinns thinking, making her jump.

"Y-yeah I'm fine.." Quinn mumbled as she rubbed her eyes.

"No, you're not. You're practically green you're so pale. C'mon." Santana said as she got up and helped Quinn. Quinn didnt realise what was happening when Santana grabbed her shoulders to keep her upright, but when she let go she felt like she was going to pass out. Is this from stress? Or am I just sick..

As Quinn stumbled along beside Santana to the exit, she faintly heard Santana talking about leaving car at school and Santana driving her home but she wasn't focussing on what was happening around her, she was busy trying to keep her balance while her mind kept swarming with thoughts of her mother and Rachel.

Before she knew it, Santana had put her arm around her to help her stay upright and they were walking out the door and through the carpark.

"I'm talking you home, Q." Santana said firmly, looking straight down the hall.

"Why? We could just go to the nurs-"

"No. All she'll do is be all 'Oh you're just stressed or tired, I'll call your mother'" Santana said in a high pitched, mocking voice, "So I'm just taking you home and skipping the scarily clean nurses office."

"Okay.." Was all Quinn could groan out as they walked out into the parking lot.

As Quinn got in the car, she put the seat back so she was almost horizontal, and closed her eyes. She heard her window rolling down and felt wind on her face as Santana grabbed her phone out.

"I'm texting Brittany, and your mom. Telling them I'm taking you home and that you're all.. the way you are. But we're stopping at Breadstix first, do you want a drink or something?" Santana asked, looking concerned.

"Yeah, just a water.. thanks." Quinn said as she felt like she was drifting off to sleep.

Before she knew it, they were at Quinns house.

"C'mon Q! Gotta go inside." Santana said as she opened Quinns door and was attempting to lift Quinn off the seat. "God, its like you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk.." Quinn said, her voice was small and cracking.

Santana lifted her up out of the car and dragged her inside. She was still pale as ever and Santanaput her down on the couch and put on the tv. They sat together in silence, Quinns legs draped over Santana as she tried to think of anything other than talking to her mother about Rachel.

Once again her thoughts were interrupted, but this time it was from the front door opening. She turned around and saw her mother who looked terrified, with a few bags of what Quinn assumed to be shopping. She turned back around to the tv as being turned around like that made her head feel like it would explode. She laid her head back down on the arm of the couch and shut her eyes for a brief minute, hearing footsteps walk towards her.

"Baby, are you okay?" A distressed voice asked.

"I guess, I dunno." Quinn said, feeling like her voice was echoing.

"I hope you don't mind I brought her home, she looked like.. well like she looks now and thought taking her to the nurse would just make it worse." Santana said as she put her hands on Quinns legs. "Plus, I don't even know if she'd still be here at 4."

"Well, thank you for bringing her home. Is her car still at school?"

"Yeah, I'll pick her up in the morning if she's feeling better."

"Thank you, Santana. And thanks for letting me know what was going on."

"No worries, at least she didn't drive herself home." Santana said as she moved Quinns legs off of her and got up. "I better be going, Quinn feel better okay?"

Quinn just nodded and smiled at Santana.

After a few seconds Quinn heard the door shut and assumed Santana had gone and just sat in silence with her mother, trying to figure out if now would be the right time to tell her what was going on. After a few minutes of internal debating with herself she took a deep breath.

"Mom, I... I have a girlfriend."