Kurt Hummel had a feeling that the three cheerios were up to no good. He didn't like Rachel, but he loved being in glee, and he had to hatefully admit that Rachel was a very big part in what made their show choir work. She was always rooting for them to succeed and she always brought them back together when something went wrong. If these girls were going to mess with Rachel, they would be messing with glee, and that wasn't a good thing.

Kurt approached the girls who were still standing around talking to each other, while Rachel listened attentively. "Hey hun," he amicably hip bumped Rachel.

"Hi?" Rachel was very aware of the fact that no one in glee liked her, including Kurt. She was clueless as to why he would suddenly be so friendly to her.

"So... What are you guys talking about?" He looked pointedly at Quinn, making it quite clear that he knew they were up to something.

"We were just inviting Rachel over to hang out," Quinn stood her ground, there was no way that the school queer was going to be the one to mess up their plan. Now that she thought about it, he might be an asset in her future.

"Oh really? How fun."

"Yes, it definitely will be. Quinn and Santana here, were just saying that they wanted to bring our groups together, and forget about all the hatred and slushies that have been exchanged." Rachel was looking back and forth between the cheerios and her show choir friend. "Oh I have an excellent idea! Why don't the rest of the club members come over? If you have a problem with it being too crowded I would have no problem inviting them over to my place. This way we could all learn to get along. After all, we are going to be spending a lot more time together." All except for Rachel and maybe Brittany internally groaned at the mention of having to spend more time together as group.

Quinn had to work fast, they couldn't do it at Rachel's, it would have to be at either her or Santana's place and there was no way she was going to invite the whole glee club over to her house, her mom would kill her.

"Umm..." Quinn had nothing.

"That'll be great Rachel, how about we do that this weekend?" Quinn's eyes widened at Santana's interjection.

"Oh... I was thinking more along the lines of tonight..." While Rachel really believed that the cheerios were being sincere, she still wasn't exactly prepared to be alone with all three of them. Especially not if it was going to be at one of their houses.

Quinn could see the oncoming rejection so she decided to step up her game a little bit. "Come on Rach it'll be fun," she swung her arm around Rachel and whispered "besides Brittany and Santana will probably ditch us half way through, we could be alone together." At this the diva's eyes widened exponentially. A mix between terrified of the germs that had no doubt been transferred from Quinn over to herself, and also at the fact that 'Oh My God Quinn Fabray was touching her and saying she wanted to be alone with her.' "I really want you to come," Rachel shuddered. Internally jumping for joy.

"Really,"

"Yes silly, why else would I be asking you?" Kurt rolled his eyes at that, Rachel is not that stupid.

"Well, when you put it like that I simply cannot object to coming after school," Okay, maybe she is that stupid.

"Great! Meet me at my car after school," with that the three cheerios walked out of the room.

"Rachel," Kurt started, "You can't actually think that anything good is going to come from this," Rachel just shook her head from side to side.

"This is exactly why nothing ever gets settled at this school. No forgiveness, but I for one believe that Quinn is trying to make amends."

"And Santana and Brittany," Kurt added.

"Yes, that's what I meant," Quinn was just always at the forefront of her mind.

"Just don't say I didn't warn you,"

"Don't be silly Kurt," she started gathering her stuff to head out , "There's nothing to worry about."

Rachel rushed to her locker to gather her things. While she was glad that she would finally have an opportunity to actually interact with Quinn, she was extremely anxious. She knew that she wasn't the easiest person to be around, and Quinn had the choice to be around basically anyone she wanted. Rachel wasn't going to mess up her chances, especially not because of her condition.

Once she had gathered her belongings, two backpacks full, there just wasn't enough space in one to accommodate for everything she needed for a school day. She made her way to the school's parking lot, and to Quinn's car, that was parked at the same spot as always. Right at the equal distance from the school's front entrance and the gym entrance. Rachel could definitely appreciate Quinn's capacity to plan ahead.

"So this is what's going to happen," Santana started.

The cheerios were still inside the school in a vacant classroom that had a perfect visual of Rachel standing by Quinn's car.

"You," she pointed to Quinn, "Are going to drive her home first to let her drop off her stuff and get whatever weird things she needs, because god knows she's going to need to 'prepare'. While you're doing that, Britt and I are going to get the camera set up. Your parents aren't home right?"

"My parents are never home."

"Good," Quinn rolled her eyes, if only her friend had more tact, "I doubt your daddy dearest would approve of what you're about to with the dwarf." Santana herself was still incredibly surprised that Quinn actually wanted to go through with Sylvester's plan, it probably would have been easier if Santana did it, after all, it was pretty well known that she screwed around with anyone, guy or girl. But when Coach had a plan, best not to question it, and Coach Sylvester thought that the fastest way to get it done would be if Quinn was doing the romancing. No one bothered to even question the madwoman.

"I'm about to ruin her life Santana, I think he'd approve,"

"Yeah, because having his daughter take another girls' virginity on camera is something every Christian man wants."

"It's not like he'll find out," she hoped "You better take out anything in my room that could let people assume it's me in there with her."

"Yes Captain," Santana winked.

Maybe letting her in on this plan wasn't the best idea.

"Hey Rach," Rachel was still standing by Quinn's car.

"Hello Quinn,"

"Right, so I'll drive you home so you can drop off your stuff or whatever."

"That sounds great!" Rachel exclaimed, why was she always so damn excited?

On the drive over to Rachel's Quinn was seriously contemplating how they were going to get this thing to work. It was one thing to get Rachel over to her house, a completely other to get into her bed. Sylvester's reasoning was that every single person at McKinley wanted the head cheerio, male and female, and that it would be a piece of cake.

Quinn knew it would take a bit more planning, but the deadline was, well the deadline was ASAP so she didn't really have any other choice. Trying to have a couple of 'intimate moments' with the girl would be crucial. She just had no idea how she could actually have a moment as such with someone she couldn't stand, especially if that someone was Rachel Berry.

Quinn hardly even so the time go by before she was parked outside Rachel's, realizing she had just missed a good fifteen minutes of time that she could have been flirting with the girl. So she went for gold, "Can come in?" Rachel's eyes widened, weren't they suppose to go to Quinn's?

"Of course. Do you have to use the facilities?" That seemed like a perfectly good explanation.

"No. I just, I've always wanted to see your room," this was her chance , "I bet it's cute and organized. Just like you," Rachel blushed at this.

"It's kind of a mess, I -I d-don't think th- that it's read-" she was cut off by Quinn's finger on her mouth. On her mouth.

Cross eyed Rachel Berry was kind of cute Quinn realized. And then she realized that she just thought Rachel Berry was cute, and retreated her finger.

"Somehow, I highly doubt that Rachel."

Without waiting for an answer, Quinn got out of the car and went to the passenger side as she realized that Rachel hadn't moved yet. Seeing this as a prime opportunity she decided to open the door for her.

She really could get this whole, "Wooing a girl thing down" it was super easy, because it was clear that Rachel was already halfway ready to do anything she said.

"Thanks Quinn," she blushed again. No one had ever paid as much attention to her as Quinn was. So easy.

As Rachel got to her front door, panic struck her, how was she suppose to enter her house like always without giving away her secret to Quinn?

"You okay?" Apparently she had been contemplating this for a while.

"Yeah, I'm fine, umm,"

"Did you forget your keys or something?"

"No it's not that it's.."

"What? Are you like not allowed to have friends over when your dads aren't home?" Quinn regretted what she said instantly when she saw the sullen, and downcast look Rachel was directing her.

"I – I've never ha- had a friend,"

"Well, now you do. I can't speak for the glee club but I know that from now on, Santana, Britt and I will always be here for you okay. No matter what."

Rachel's smile was possibly the widest that Quinn had ever seen.

Rachel finally felt the courage to be herself.

Quinn had no idea what she was getting herself into.