A/N: i don't know how i feel about this chapter. but enjoy! Review! :) did anyone else LOVE glee last night? FaBerry was awesome! :)

Chapter 2

The alarm clock went off, blaring throughout the bedroom. Groaning, Quinn turned over and shut it off. Slowly, she got up and went to her closet. Throwing open the white doors, she took out her uniform. After she zipped up the red and black top, she gracefully put her hair up in a tight ponytail. Going to the mirror, she smirked at herself and grabbed her bag, leaving the house.

The student body was busy talking to their friends and new teachers, trying to get on the student's good side. Quinn just placed her hands on her hips and walked down the hall. Her head held high, the HBIC was back, and already had the student body wondering when and who would receive the first slushy facial of the school year.

Down the hall, Quinn noticed Rachel standing by her locker, putting her books away and getting ready for first period. Smirking, she approached the brunette and said, "Hello, RuPaul. How is it going?"

Shocked, Rachel turned around and her eyes connected with those fierce green eyes. She saw the hurt that was behind and also the confused feelings she was feeling. Lowering her voice, Rachel said, "Really, Quinn? This is how it's going to be after Saturday? I know you're scared, but I can help you-"

She was cut off with a laugh. "How can you help me? I don't care about you. In fact, I couldn't give a shit. So, I don't know what you had in mind, exactly, but I really don't care, Treasure Trail." Biting her lip, Rachel lowered her head and nodded slowly. "Good, now get the fuck out of my way." She said, a bite too harshly and shoved her against the locker. She then continued to strut down the hall.

Santana watched the scene from behind a set of lockers. She was surprised at how cold Quinn was towards, Rachel. Not that she ever cared before. But something about what she did was off. She could practically feel the disgust coming from the blonde. Normally, she'd hop and follow Quinn. But instead she felt a pain in her chest for the brunette. She saw Rachel sigh and bang her head against the locker behind her. Shaking her head, she walked over to the singer and said, "You okay, Berry?"

Rachel snapped her eyes open and looked at her questionably, wondering if this was the second part of the humiliation. "Just do it, already, Santana. I'm not in the mood, and I would rather not prolong the humiliation."

"I'm not here to do anything, Berry. I saw what happened, and frankly, I think she was a bit harsh. Look, I know we haven't always been on the best of terms. But I want to change that this year. You look like you need a friend, and I want you to know that I'm here for you, alright? Screw Q. I've got your back R." She offered a small smile.

Rachel looked at the girl confused. Then she smiled a little at the new nickname. Searching the girl's brown eyes, she saw the seriousness in them. "Alright, I believe you. But are you sure? Quinn seems really pissed at me, and I have a feeling, it's only going to get worse."

"Listen, Berry. I'm on your side, and with me being a Cheerio as well, maybe I can help cool Q off. Deal?" Hesitantly, Rachel nodded. "Now get to class."

By lunch, Quinn could feel the growing pain in her heart, she was successfully making Rachel's life hell. By third period, she had ordered slushies on the girl. By fourth, Quinn was shoving her into the lockers, every time she saw her. Rachel could feel the bruises forming on her back every time. But Rachel didn't care, she knew that this was Quinn's way of hiding her feelings. And Rachel only became more determined to help Quinn come out.

The end of the day came and as Quinn got home from practice, she found a message on her cell phone. Going up into her bedroom, she flopped down on her bed and listened to it. She wasn't surprised when she heard Rachel's voice come through the speakers:

"Hello, Quinn. I know you don't want to talk about it; but that kiss we shared in the park. It meant everything to me. I don't care what people will say, frankly, everyone hates me already, so it won't make that much difference to me. But if you really don't want to be friends, or anything, anymore. I understand. You're reputation is important to you. I know that you're trying to stay on top this year, but please just talk to me. I won't judge you at all. You know that. This summer proved that I don't judge you, despite everything that we've been through. I know, I'm killing your battery so I'll just finish with this: what I said in the park that night is true. I do love you, and I'm not going anywhere. So do what you want, it won't change my mind." she sighed then continued, "I guess I'll see you at school. Bye Quinn."

By the end of the message, Quinn noticed the hurt and betrayal that was in the smaller girl's voice, but all she did was close her phone, automatically saving the message. She then changed into pajamas and fell asleep.

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