A/N:I'm sorry this took awhile it wouldn't let me post it last night plus, all of you wanted a longer chapter so I made it longer ;) I'm sooooo sad that Dianna might not be coming back to Glee, but then again who knows maybe she'll guest star like Chord did? The question is: Will everyone still read and write faberry fics? I know I will haha can't let go of these two characters. Even though I hate Glee with a burning passion.
"Trading Places" Chapter Six
"So, Miss Fabray, any songs flowing through that pretty little head of yours?" Rachel, smirked sitting in Quinn's desk chair.
"Well, kind of." Quinn, blushed smiling.
"Like?" Rachel, questioned spinning around in the chair.
"At first the song Unthinkable popped into my head, but then I realized they're already together. And happy at that! So I thought about Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye. It's actually Brittany's song for them. Well the Kristen and Samuel version." Quinn, grinned.
"Okay." Rachel, smiled back.
"Wait, you don't have anything?" Quinn, questioned raising her eyebrow.
"No! Shut up!" Rachel, laughed smacking Quinn on the arm.
"Oh! Crap!" Quinn, gasped.
"What?"
"I almost forgot, I have to host Fondue For Two! Can you please hand me my laptop?" Rachel, quickly handed Quinn the computer. The blonde put it on her desk before switching it on. "Rae, when I introduce you just sit on my lap, okay?"
"Okay." Rachel, said stepping aside.
Quinn, signed in with Brittany's user name and started the show.
"Sorry, I'm late guys. First, Lord Tubbington ate all the cheese, and then he hid my laptop. But anyhow as they say 'The show must go on'. On our show tonight we have my insanely hot girlfriend Santana."
Rachel, sat herself on Quinn's lap pecking the blondes cheek. "Hey, guys! And as a reminder if you don't like this video, I will finds yous, and go all Lima Heights Adjacent on your asses."
"San, I think you should sing." Quinn, smiled.
"Well, I think you should dance." Rachel, smirked wiggling her eyebrows. Then realized what she just said. "Sorry, guys we gotta go!" Rachel, quickly signed out and hopped off of Quinn.
"Quinn, I am so, so, so very sorry! I- It slipped!"
"Rachel, really it's fine. Because, I know now that soon I will be able to walk. Which means I'll be able to dance again." Quinn, smiled.
"Still...God, I feel like such an asshole." Rachel, sighed pacing Quinn's room.
"Don't! Really, Rach, it's okay!" Quinn, laughed grabbing Rachel's hand.
"Tell me how I can make it up to you." Rachel, said squeezing Quinn's hand.
'Kiss me.' Quinn, thought before answering. "Snuggle with me while watching Tangled again?" Quinn, bit her lip looking up at, Rachel.
"Of course." Rachel, smiled walking over to the DVD player before helping Quinn up on the bed. The blonde held her arms out beckoning for Rachel to lay her with her. Rachel, smiled shyly before snuggling up against Quinn.
The next morning Rachel, woke up in Quinn's arms. She turned over quietly thinking about how right it felt. She thought about how when she and Finn, snuggled it felt forced. Rachel, sighed thinking about the dream she had of Quinn. A dream she never had of, Finn. It wasn't a wet dream, but a dream of the future. A future, Finn, was not apart of. Rachel, turned over watching Quinn, sleep as she recalled her dream.
It was one of those dreams you try desperately not to forget. She had came home from a night on stage, and when she walked through the door she was met with a little girl with blonde hair clinging to her leg. Rachel, had looked up seeing Quinn, flow too her leaving a small kiss upon her lips. That's when she woke up.
Rachel, turned to look at the clock, she still had an hour to spare. She needed to think about the dream. She got up putting on her running clothes, leaving a note by Quinn's head.
Quinn, awoke with a groan before shutting off her alarm. She sat up on her elbows looking around for, Rachel. She listened for the shower, but heard nothing. Quinn, turned her head finding a yellow post it where, Rachel, had been.
"Went for a run, be back soon." -Rachel
As if right on que, Rachel, walked in with sweat droplets beading down her body in all the right places.
"Morning." Rachel, grinned taking a drink of her water bottle.
"Morning." Quinn, smiled back with a slight blush filling her cheeks.
"Mind if I use your shower?" Rachel, asked gesturing with her thumb to the bathroom.
"No, not at all." Quinn, smiled trying not to look at Rachel in such a salivating way.
When Rachel, walked out she was all ready to go. Quinn, was to she just needed to brush her teeth. Once they got to school Rachel, saw Puck standing by his locker taking what he needed out.
"Hey, do you mind if we meet in class? I need to do something really quick." Rachel, said looking down at Quinn.
"Okay." Quinn said softly.
"Thanks." Rachel, smiled before leaning down to leave a soft kiss against Quinn's cheek. The blonde smiled shyly before wheeling herself off to class.
"Hey, Blaine!" Rachel, called out to Puck.
"Hey, Santana." Puck, smiled back shutting his locker.
"Okay, I need to ask you something. And when I mean you, I mean Noah." Rachel, whispered looking around making sure there were no teachers around.
"Anything for you, my Jewish American Princess." Puck, smiled which slowly turned into a smirk. "Have I said that you look so damn good in that cheerios uniform? Cause you do."
"Noah!" Rachel, whined.
"Sorry, but babe you can't blame me. I mean damn look at you! So what did you need help with?"
"I need your help learning a couple of songs on guitar."
"Okay." Puck, shrugged.
"Alright, can you meet me, or do I meet you, or what?"
"We can stay after school?" Puck, suggested.
"I can't, I go with Quinn to physical therapy."
"Oh, well how about during lunch in the choir room, and then I'll meet you at your place around seven?" Puck asked.
"Yeah that sounds great, thanks Noah." Rachel, beamed giving him a hug before walking off.
"Wait!" He blurted out. Rachel, spun around on her heel. "How is she? Quinn, that is."
"She's better." Rachel, smiled before walking off in her original direction.
After the class finished their work the teacher announced free time. "So, what did you have to do before class?" Quinn, asked as casually as she could, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't wondering.
"I just needed to ask a favor from a friend." Rachel, smiled knowing it was driving the blonde crazy.
"Really? What kind of favor?"
"It's a surprise." Rachel, smirked raising her eyebrow.
Quinn, laughed before changing the subject to Finn. "How is he doing?"
"I wouldn't know he hasn't tried to contact me, but then again I haven't either." Rachel, sighed laying her head down against her palm.
"Why haven't you?" Quinn, asked raising her eyebrows.
"I guess since, I witnessed the whole Tina and Artie acting like us it just opened my eyes. You know? Like, I realized it's always me doing the work. Texting or calling him first, helping him with words he doesn't comprehend, as well as homework, and scholarships that he never looks at. Now he's talking about wanting to be an actor, and I just...Don't see it." Rachel, spoke rubbing her forehead. "Believe me Quinn, he can't act. Not one bit. He read lines with me for West Side Story. That was a train wreck, and now he's talking about getting married in Chicago at some baseball field." By this point Rachel's eyes became glistening. "And when I choked...When I choked at my audition he didn't even care. He held me for a couple minutes while I cried, then left to help Noah study for a test. He doesn't even know how to study, Quinn!"
Quinn, grew angry with Finn. She was so angry she snapped her pencil in half, luckily, Rachel, hadn't noticed. The blonde brought, Rachel to her lap holding her while she cried.
"I'm just so tired of him, Quinn. I thought I was in love with him, but I was so blind that I never saw how horrible we are for each other. That's why I went running, I needed to think of the words to say to him when I break up with him."
"You're...You're breaking up with him?" Quinn, whispered pulling, Rachel back to see her eyes. The young star nodded before, Quinn, brought her back in a hug. "I'm so happy." Quinn, chuckled. "He was awful for you, Rachel. You deserve so much better."
The bell rang signaling lunch, and tearing the girls apart. Rachel, squeezed Quinn one more time before standing up.
"Um, I can, I can wheel us to lunch." Quinn, smiled shyly.
"I actually have to go to the choir room." Rachel, grimaced at Quinn's faltered smile.
"Oh, well I can go with you?" Quinn, spoke giving Rachel a small smile.
"It's actually part of the surprise." Rachel, saw Quinn's smile vanish. "But, you can wheel me there."
Quinn, beamed clearing the books off her lap.
"All aboard the Lucy Caboosey." Rachel, snorted sitting down.
Quinn, gave her a glare.
"Oh, come on Q, it was funny!" Rachel, laughed causing Quinn, to nod and laugh as well.
"Well this is my stop." Rachel, sighed standing up. "Meet you after next class?"
"I can take you there." Quinn, grinned rolling back and forth.
"Alright, see you after lunch." Rachel, beamed leaning down to kiss Quinn's cheek. The blonde wanted to desperately turn her head to meet Rachel's lips, but she didn't want to be Brittany while doing so. She wanted Rachel and herself to be themselves. Instead she waited for those plump lips to leave a small kiss upon her cheek.
"Bye." Quinn, whispered smiling before heading off to the cafeteria.
"Ready, Jew Babe?" Puck, asked from inside the room holding his guitar.
"Yup." Rachel, spoke walking in and sitting down next to him.
"So, you and Q, huh?" Puck, asked smirking.
"Excuse me?" Rachel, spoke with written confusion on her face.
"Oh, come on Rach, that wasn't just a peck on the cheek. And it wasn't you as, Santana." Puck, said smiling as he tuned the guitar.
"It doesn't bother you?" Rachel, asked furrowing her eyebrows.
"No, she needs someone like you and you need someone like her. Besides she and I only have, Beth in common, and even then we still can't stand each other." Puck, smiled. "Also, if I may say that Finn Hudson, does not and will never deserve you. You know how I told him about coming to California with me?" Rachel, nodded waiting for him to continue. "Well it was a trick. To see if he would cheat on you."
"Wait, are you telling me he cheated?" Rachel, asked suddenly feeling a pang in her heart.
"No! No, not yet, anyway, but still. I told him that there would be plenty of hungry cougars in L.A., and I don't know I feel like that's part of the reason he wanted to go." Puck, shrugged.
"He told me he wanted to go there so he could support us." Rachel, said shaking her head. "No, you know what it doesn't even matter. I had already decided earlier that I'm breaking up with him."
"Really?" Puck, spoke raising his eyebrows. "Well good...I'm sorry about NYADA."
"I really don't want to talk about that." Rachel, whispered.
"Rachel, you will get out of this town. You are going to be on Broadway with or without that damn school." Puck, sighed giving her a side hug.
"Did you pass that test." Rachel, sniffled.
Puck, let go of Rachel, setting his guitar down.
"...No, but you can't tell anybody!" Puck, blurted. His eyes were glistening. "I'm not going to be able to graduate, Rach."
"No, no, no, no, there has to be something we can do." Rachel, spoke standing up.
"There isn't I got an F."
"Have you talked to your teacher?"
"Yes, she told me that I needed to study if I wanted to pass."
"I mean after, Noah. Did you at least speak to her about corrections, and a re-take?"
"...No."
"Well, go talk to her now. Then I'll help you study for it. For real this time, Noah. Don't get angry, or immature. Just ask her politely."
"Will you come with me? I don't think she trusts being in a room alone with me." Puck, asked.
"Okay." Rachel, smiled.
As they walked down the corridor, Puck began to speak. "Rachel, I swear tonight I will help you learn those songs."
"That's if Ms Doosenbury, doesn't let you retake the test tomorrow." Rachel, said before opening the teacher's door. "Ms Doosenbury?"
"Yes, Rachel, and Noah."
Rachel, nudged Puck, urging him to go on.
"Ms D, I was hoping you could let me make corrections on the test, and re-take it." Puck, asked shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Okay." Ms D said simply with a smile before going back to grading papers.
"That's it?" Puck, asked in shock.
"Noah, ever since the school year started you have been allowed to make corrections, and re-take a test." Ms D, laughed. "You would have know that had you been paying attention."
"Thank you!" Puck, beamed.
"I'll give you the weekend since it's only Thursday to make corrections, and study, but show up early for school on Monday, to retake it." Ms D, spoke clearly before Puck, took her in a bear hug just as the bell rang out ending lunch.
"Thank you! Thank you so much, Ms D." Puck, beamed before leaving the room. "Thank you too, Rachel. I seriously wouldn't have gone and talked to her."
"I'm warning you now, Noah. We are going to study all weekend. So promise me right now that you will actually listen and not tune out." Rachel, spoke sternly raising her eyebrow.
"Okay, I promise. I'll teach you those songs tonight." Puck, smiled.
"Alright, I'll meet you after Quinn's physical therapy at your place." Rachel, smiled before feeling Puck wrap his arms around her.
"Thank you again, Rachel. You don't understand how much this means to me." He said with a smile before walking off. Both, not noticing the Finn and Quinn watching them.
Rachel, beamed before turning around running into Quinn's chair. "Oh, hey, Quinn."
"I thought you were going to be in the choir room?" Quinn, spoke cooly.
"Well, I was, but then something came up." Rachel, smiled.
Quinn, shook her head before rolling off.
"Whoa, whoa, Quinn, what's wrong?"
"I don't understand you. I mean you go to Finn, and now Puck?" Quinn, snapped.
"Okay, whoa, there is nothing going on with Noah and I."
"You know what, I can do physical therapy on my own." Quinn, said rolling off.
"Quinn! Quinn, I-" Rachel, bumped into, Finn."
"What was that?" Finn, spat.
"What was, what?" Rachel, sighed rolling her eyes.
"You know what the hell I'm talking about, Rachel! What was that between you and Puck!"
"That was me helping out a friend." Rachel, snapped back before walking past him.
"Rachel, are you with him?" Finn, grabbed her arm.
Rachel, brought her arm back smacking, Finn, with it. "You know what, Finn, we need to talk." Rachel, took Finn, by his hand leading him to the choir room. "You see the other day I saw Tina and Artie, you know being us and I realized. We are...horrible for each other."
"Wha-what?"
"Finn, you and I don't belong together. We just don't, and I think that I had spent so much time trying to make us fit, that I made myself believe we do...Does that make sense to you?"
"Wait, are you- are you saying you're breaking up with me?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Well this is one of the reasons why. You never listen to me."
"Well you talk like a lot. How am I supposed to follow all of that?"
"You just are, Finn. Besides, you clearly don't trust me, and you don't even care about my dreams."
"Is this about Puck?" Finn, snapped.
"No! God, Finn, no it is not about, Noah. This is about us not working. You and I just don't fit. We're like those puzzle pieces that everyone always tries to shove together, but in the end they just don't fit. I'm sorry Finn, but I can't marry you." Rachel, spoke as she slowly took off her ring. Leaving it in Finn's palm.
"Rachel, please give us another chance, I'll be better! I'll go to New York! I'll cheer you on! I'll do anything!" Finn, begged taking her hand.
"I'm sorry, Finn." Rachel, whispered before heading out the door.
"Wow, Berry, finally left Frankenteen." Santana, smiled in amazement as she and Brittany came out from the office.
"Told you she would." Brittany, smirked zipping up her dress before walking out with her girlfriend towards class.
"Hey, Brittany." Santana, laughed she couldn't take this whole swapping places assignment seriously. "You look nothing like my boo." She spoke sitting beside, Quinn.
"I don't care." Quinn, grumbled.
"Wow, girl you need to calm down." Santana, said sounding like, Mercedes.
Quinn, rolled her eyes and kept focused on the board.
"Seriously, Quinn, what's wrong?" Brittany, asked breaking character.
"Rachel, is with Puck now." Quinn, sniffled quickly catching her tear before it even ran down her cheek.
"No, she's not." Brittany, said wrinkling her nose.
"Yes, she is I saw her...hugging him." Quinn, said feeling a little dumb for just assuming. But she had just gotten so jealous at the mere sight that as soon as she thought about it she went with it.
"Oh my gosh, a hug!" Santana, gasped putting her hand up to her heart. "Get over yourself, Quinn. It was just a hug."
"San, be nice to Q, she didn't know Rachel, was just helping, Puck." Brittany, said putting her hand on Santana's knee.
"Helping Puck, with what, B?" Santana, asked covering Brittany's hand.
"Well remember when all the guys stayed up all night to help, Puck study? Well he failed, and he told, Rachel, he wasn't going to be able to graduate, and her being, Rachel, took him to Ms Doosenbury to ask for another chance. He wants to graduate so he won't be like his dad. So that he'll never go to, Beth, and ask for money." After hearing what, Brittany, said. Quinn, felt so guilty for accusing, Rachel, and most likely ruining her chance to be with her.
"Shit, I'm such a bitch. I ruined my chances." Quinn, sniffled.
"No, you didn't Q, trust me Rachel Berry, is gay for you. I should know I have an awesome gaydar, and mine beeps like crazy when you two are around each other. Besides, she broke up with the jolly green giant just before class." Santana, said with a small smile. She knew her best friend felt what she felt for Brittany, but for, Rachel.
"Really?" Quinn, smiled with a small laugh.
"Yup." Brittany, smiled.
Quinn, was so happy that she didn't even pay attention in class. She needed to go and find, Rachel. She was just glad Glee was next.
Quinn, had waited and waited for, Rachel, to walk in, but she never did. Neither did, Puck. Mr Shue and coach Sylvester both walked in quickly.
"Alright guys if any of you have your song ready to go then come on up here." Coach Sylvester, smiled freaking everyone out a little bit.
"Come on, come on we don't have all day." Mr Shue, snapped while clapping his hands. "Puckerman, let's go!"
"I don't need to sing a song cause I'm numba wah." Rory, smirked feeling Sugar squeal at his antics.
"Okay, the kid from Ireland what about you?" Mr Shue, sighed rolling his eyes.
"Okay! I'll be singing the great American classic Hound Dog by Elvis!" Mike, grinned speaking in a Irish accent. He was styling the pompadour hairstyle, with old skinny jeans, and a black shirt.
"Great job, Rory!" Coach Sylvester, spoke patting Mike on the back.
"Yeah, if we were living in the fifties! That song is just a cover, The King played now sit down!" Mr Shue scoffed. "Next! You there mop head! You're next!"
"I honestly tried so hard to find a song, but I couldn't." Blaine, spoke.
"Fine, Lady Lips you ready!" Mr Shue, bellowed.
Kurt, stood up walking in the middle before looking towards, Santana. "I'll be singing Creep by Radiohead." Before Kurt, decided to pick the song he and Santana, had plotted a way for Mercedes, to choose Sam. Mercedes, watched as, Kurt serenaded Santana. It was completely weird given that both teens were extremely gay.
Once Kurt, finished the room was silent. You could cut the tension with a knife. Sam, watched Mercedes, who looked at her lap fidgeting with her hands.
"Alright, trouty sit down." Mr Shue, spoke out.
"Great job, Sam." Coach Sylvester, nodded. "Anyone else?"
"I'll go." Santana, said standing up towards the center over the room. "This is I Still Believe by Mariah Carey." She said softly looking at, Kurt. She imagined she was singing to Brittany, and began singing.
Everyone clapped once, Santana, finished. "Thank you." She said with a sad smile.
"Thank you, Mercedes." Coach Sylvester, spoke giving Santana, a side hug. Which really creeped the Latina out. "You all can go ahead and go home. I'll see you tomorrow. Everyone who didn't perform today, will perform tomorrow!"
Quinn, sat watching Mercedes and Sam. The two were talking quietly before heading off together.
"Hey, Quinn?"
Quinn, turned her head towards the voice seeing, Joe, standing before her. "Yeah?"
"Do you um- Do you need me to take you to your physical therapy?" He, spoke out.
Before Quinn, could answer Santana and Brittany jumped in.
"No, she doesn't, Josefina, and she really doesn't want to feel little Josefina either. Now beat it!" Santana, snarled.
Joe, turned bright red. He couldn't believe Quinn, had told them that. In retrospect, Quinn had felt pretty bad for him.
"San, be nice she's just a scared sophomore with a crush on one of the girls from the unholy trinity. She doesn't know Quinn's, been into the same girl since freshmen year." Brittany, said placing her hand on Santana's shoulder. "Besides, Josefina, we're taking her."
"Actually, I was hoping, I could take her."
Quinn's head snapped to the door seeing, Rachel, walk in.
"That is if it's alright with you." Rachel, spoke softly looking down at, Quinn.
"Of course it is." Quinn, nodded smiling. She was so relieved Rachel, came back.
Santana, smiled at the sight. She was really hoping Rachel, would come back. "Let's go Britt. Josefina, now!" Santana growled pushing Joe, out with them.
"Listen-" both girls laughed awkwardly both trying to talk. Rachel, gestured to Quinn.
"Rae, I am so, so, sorry. I-I just got so jealous seeing you and Puck, together like that."
"Don't worry Quinn, I'm not after, Noah." Rachel, nodded sadly.
"Rachel..." Quinn, sighed she knew Rachel, was getting the wrong message.
"Come on, Q, we'll be late." Rachel, said while walking out of the choir room.
Quinn, fought back a moan feeling Rachel, stretching out her legs once again. Suddenly, Rachel, was right over her pushing down against Quinn's, thighs bending them even more.
"Is this too much?" Rachel, whispered, Quinn, just stared at her. "Q?"
Quinn, raised her head to meet Rachel's lips. The blonde breathed a sigh of relief feeling Rachel, kiss her back. When they finally began to pull apart. Quinn, whispered. "Rachel, I have feelings for you."
"You...You like me?" Rachel, asked raising her eyebrows. She didn't know if what she heard was real or not.
"Yes." Quinn, spoke out softly.
Rachel, moved off of Quinn. Looking down at the dusty tiles. "So...you don't like, Noah?"
"No."
"Thank, God." Rachel, sighed with a small laugh. "Cause, I'm pretty sure I have feelings for you too, Quinn."
Quinn, smiled finally knowing Rachel, has feelings for her as well.
"So...Now what?" Rachel, chuckled looking at the blonde.
"Honestly, Rachel, I know you don't love, Finn anymore...But you just broke up with him."
"So, you don't want to be together."
"No, I do...We should just take things a little slower."
"Should we?" Rachel, asked turning her head to look, Quinn, in the eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Quinn, we graduate in a few weeks. You're going to Yale. I'm not going anywhere. I mean you were the one who told me that you didn't want to bring an anchor from your past." Rachel, shrugged.
"Rachel, don't talk like that. You will go to, New York, I know you will. I only said that so you would break up with, Finn. Look, I do want to be with you, but I don't want to be your rebound, Rachel."
Rachel, nodded sadly. She knew Quinn, was right.
"I want you to take a week to yourself, and figure out where you're going to school. I'll even help if you want me too." Quinn, said covering her hand over Rachel's.
"Okay." Rachel, nodded.
"You know Yale is two hours away from, New York City." Quinn, grinned seeing Rachel's frown turn upside down.
"Aren't you coming?" Quinn, asked staring at Rachel from her ramp.
"I can't, I'm working on something for tomorrow." Rachel, smiled.
"Oh." Quinn, said feeling her smile fade.
"But, I will see you tomorrow morning." Rachel, grinned walking up to, Quinn. "Can I have one thing before I go?"
"What?" Quinn, whispered.
"A kiss?" Rachel, smiled softly.
"Of course." Quinn, smiled back before letting her hands cup Rachel's face. Bringing her lips to hers slowly. Quinn, smiled pulling away seeing that, Rachel's were still closed.
"Wow." Rachel, spoke slowly opening her eyes.
"So, you'll pick me up in the morning." Quinn, blushed.
"Bright and early." Rachel, grinned before leaning in to steal one last kiss.
Quinn, sighed as Rachel, pulled away.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Rachel, spoke quietly leaving a peck against, Quinn's cheek.
True to her word Rachel, was right on time. Waiting for Quinn, at the door.
"Good morning, Rachel." Judy, smiled opening the door.
"Morning, Ms Fabray." Rachel, grinned walking in. "Is Quinn, ready?"
"Yes, she'll be out in a minute." Judy, smiled. "Rachel, I wanted to thank you." Rachel's eyebrows raised. "Ever since you and Quinnie got closer. She has been so much better. Last night was the happiest I have ever seen her."
"Hey, Rach, sorry I forgot to print my homework out." Quinn, smiled.
"It's fine." Rachel, smiled.
"Bye, sweetheart." Judy, smiled kissing Quinn's forehead. "Have a good day at school. I love you."
"I love you too, mom." Quinn, smiled before rolling out the door.
"Bye, Rachel." Judy, smiled.
"Bye, Ms Fabray." Rachel, waved before closing the door.
During the day it was as if all the gleeks found love. Mercedes, finally spoke to Shawn, telling him she was in love with Sam. Sure the big brute pummeled, Sam up a bit, but he said it was worth it. The only person who was sad was, Finn.
When school ended everyone walked into the choir room with smiles on their faces. Well all except, Finn.
Coach Sylvester and Mr Shue were actually already there waiting.
"Okay, the unrelated, Changs, you're up!" Mr Shue, shouted after blowing his whistle.
Mercedes and Sam, smiled at one another before going in the center of the room to sing I Got You Babe by Sony & Char.
Once the song ended they smiled once more before giving each other a soft kiss.
Mr shue, blew his whistle. Making them break apart and head towards the seats.
"Blaine, Kurt, are you guys ready?" Coach Sylvester, called out.
"No." Finn, grumbled.
Coach Sylvester sighed. "Puck?"
"No." He said shaking his head.
"You both had a week, I have to say I'm very disappointed in you both." Sue, spoke shaking her head.
"Whatever, Finchel! Up front and center!" Mr Shue shouted.
"We'll be singing the amazing one of the amazing songs by Barbra Streisand titled You didn't buy me flowers featuring my fellow Jew Neil Diamond."
Before the music started Rachel interrupted. "Okay, I'm sorry. I know I'm supposed to be Santana, but even she would stop this horrible monstrosity! Tina, no. Just no. I love you, okay but you can not sing, Barbra. For one you're completely sharp, and two I called all of Barbra's songs the moment this club started!" Rachel, ranted stomping her foot. Quinn, sighed dreamily seeing the old Rachel Berry, once again. Tina's eyes widened before nodding quickly and sitting down next to Artie.
"Alright then sand bags, Brittany let's go!" Mr Shue shouted through the speaker.
Rachel, stood up following Quinn to the piano bench before moving it out of the blonde's way.
"Thank you." Quinn, smiled confusingly she thought she and Rachel were going to sit on the bench together. Instead, Quinn, watched as Rachel, lifted an acoustic guitar up with her on the piano.
"We'll be singing Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye." Rachel, smiled before she began picking the strings. Quinn, soon followed. *(Rachel's italics Quinn is Underlined and for both of them it's: underlined in italics)**
Santana turned to look up at Brittany both smiling at each other.
I like where we are,
When we drive, in your car
I like where we are... Here
Rachel, turned to smile at Quinn. The blonde couldn't believe Rachel, had learned to play this song.
Cause our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Our lips can touch here
Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms
Quinn, smiled taking the lead.
I like where you sleep,
When you sleep, next to me.
I like where you sleep... here
Our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Our lips can touch here
Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms
Rachel, jumped off the piano and stood beside, Quinn"
Our lips, can touch
Our lips, can touch...here
You are the one the one that lies close to me
Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms
Here in your arms.
Rachel, leaned in slowly giving Quinn, time to turn away. To her surprise it was Quinn, who brought their lips together.
Brittany, squealed, clutching the book in her hand tightly. "Wooooooo!"
Everyone clapped and cheered before Brittany cut them off.
"This song is for you, Rachel" Brittany, blushed looking over at Tina, who furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"I'll be singing Crazy For This Girl by Evan and Jaron." Brittany, husked giving Tina, her bedroom eyes. Tina's eyes widened even more, Brittany would have laughed had she not been in character. Tina, was just as clueless as Rachel, had been. The Jazz band started, and Brittany began to sing.
She rolls the window down
And she
Talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind
Brittany, beamed singing to a shocked and confused, Tina.
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Yea im crazy for this girl
Brittany, walked up to Tina, taking her hand and putting it to her heart.
"Oh, what the hell?" Artie, whispered.
She was the one to hold me
The night
The sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now
Quinn, turned to Rachel, who smiled and kissed her softly on the lips.
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Yea im crazy for this girl
Right now
Face to face
All my fears
Pushed aside
And right now
I'm ready to spend the rest of my life
With you
Brittany, was having so much fun she didn't even notice Santana sneak out of the room. Brittany, tugged Tina, up with her and began twirling her around. Rachel, turned chuckling against Quinn's head.
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
"I'm crazy about you." Quinn, whispered to Rachel, nuzzling her nose against her neck.
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
"Okay, what the hell was that? Brittany, Quinn, is not in love with, Rachel, and she is not in love with, Quinn. They're just acting." Finn, scoffed looking around. Everyone, looked down as if they had know the whole time. "Wait a minute...Rachel, you didn't leave me for her did you?" Finn, asked standing up and walking in front of both, Rachel, and, Quinn.
"No, Finn, I told you why I did. I told you three times actually." Rachel, sighed.
Finn, turned looking at, Quinn. "Do you really have feelings for her?"
"Yes, very much." Quinn, nodded squeezing Rachel's hand.
"You're lying! You're just out to get her!" Finn, yelled.
Quinn, just rolled her eyes laughing. "No, Finn, I'm not."
"Rachel, why can't you see what she's doing!" Finn, yelled pointing at, Quinn.
"Alright that's enough, Finn." Coach Sylvester, said placing her hand on his shoulder.
"Whatever. I'm done with you!" Finn, shouted pointing his sausage fingers at, Rachel. "She'll just cheat on you just like every guy she's been with."
"Finn!" both teachers shouted.
"Fine, Rachel, be with the crippled whore, see if I care. " Finn, spat turning to leave only to have, Rachel, tackle him to the ground.
"Take it back, Finn Hudson!" Rachel, shouted slapping and punching him.
"Ow! Rachel, get off!" Finn, whined feeling Rachel, smack him around.
Rachel, felt arms encircle her knowing it was, Puck. "Let me go, Noah! Let me go!" Rachel, screamed.
"Rach, Quinn, I-I-I'm so sorry." Finn said sitting up looking at angry, Rachel, Quinn, who tried to calm her down.
Coach Sylvester, took Finn, by the collar making him get up. She dragged him out of the choir room.
"Alright! Alright. I'm calm." Rachel, snapped making Puck, put her down. Rachel, turned to, Quinn "Are you okay?" She asked cupping her cheek.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Quinn, smiled sadly before looking, Rachel, over. "Why did you do that, Rae? You could have gotten hurt." Quinn, sniffled.
"I don't like it when people talk bad about you." Rachel, whispered. "They don't know anything about you."
Quinn, shook her head letting Rachel, wipe the tear that had barely escaped.
"You know it's not true, right? You will walk again, and you are not a whore. Do you understand me?" Rachel, stated letting her fingers go under Quinn's hair.
Quinn, nodded before leaning in to kiss, Rachel, softly.
"Whoa, when did this start going on?" Artie, asked gesturing to the two girls.
"It's always been on." Brittany, grinned. "Right, San?" Brittany, asked looking around. "San? Where did, Santana go?"
"She left while you were singing to, Tina." Kurt, explained.
Brittany, sighed before running out to find her girlfriend.
"There you are!" Brittany, beamed seeing, Santana, at her locker. Santana, looked at her girlfriend then closed her locker. "Rachel, just kicked Finn's ass." Brittany, laughed expecting that to cheer her girl up. "What's wrong San?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that I have sang to you numerous times. Yet you have not sang to me, but you will to, Tina" Santana, snapped.
"San, I'm sorry, I just, I never thought...I'm sorry." Brittany, said sadly. "I promise you that will change."
Santana, looked down.
"San, please, you know I can't stand it when you're sad or mad at me. Please forgive me." Brittany, sniffled.
"...Okay, but no more singing to anyone else."
"I promise." Brittany, beamed.
"So, Berry, really kicked Finn's ass?"
Santana and Brittany were walking down the hall spotting Puck, sitting on the stairs, and Rachel and Quinn, flirting.
"Berry, I heard you kicked Finn's ass." Santana, smirked. Rachel, smiled shyly looking down at Quinn. "So, are you two together now or what?" She asked looking down at their hands.
"We're taking it slow." Quinn, explained.
"Screw, slow! School ends in like twenty days!" Santana, bellowed.
"That's what I said!" Puck, chimed in while playing his DS.
"We'll figure something out." Rachel, said giving, Quinn, a lopsided grin.
"Ugh, whatever." Santana snapped pushing her hair back. "So are we all hanging out or what?"
"Actually, I promised, Noah, I'd help him study." Rachel, smiled.
"Oh." Quinn, said sadly.
"Come here for a sec." Rachel, spoke nodding her head away from everyone.
"After, I help, Noah, I'm flying out to, New York City."
"What? Why?" Quinn, asked raising her eyebrows.
"Rachel Barbra Berry, doesn't take no for an answer, Quinn. I'm going to get into NYADA if it's the last thing I do."
Quinn, squealed pulling, Rachel, down to hug her. "I love you!" Quinn, laughed, but stopped abruptly. "Rachel, I-"
"Quinn, I can't say it yet, but I know I will." Rachel, smiled brushing Quinn's hair back before placing a kiss on her pink lips.
"Promise you'll call and text me every chance you get?"
"I promise."
"Go get what's yours, Rachel Berry." Quinn, smirked.
"There should be a Barbra in there somewhere." Rachel, smirked.
Quinn, chuckled kissing, Rachel, once more.
"Hey love birds! I ain't got all day!" Santana, shouted smiling.
After one last kiss goodbye, Rachel, watched the girls drive away.
"Ready?" Puck, smiled draping his arm over, Rachel's shoulders.
"Yeah." Rachel, smiled before getting inside his truck and driving off.