AN- Hope you guys like it... I've been written off for another week so let's see how many chapters I can get out by next Tuesday. Challenge. Accepted. Reviews would be nice & as always, I love you Q - R x

Quinn paced up and down her bedroom, it was Friday evening; nearly a week after she asked Rachel out, and it was happening the next day, she didn't know what she could do to make this is best first date the girl had ever been on. Santana and Brittany were there, the bubbly cheerleader watching as the soccer captain paced frantically. Finally Santana got bored of watching the girl and grabbed her before shaking her and sitting her down on the bed beside Brittany.

"Do you trust me cap?"
"You know I do Santana, but this isn't helping me plan the best first date ever…"
"Let me and Brittany take care of it."
Brittany cheered before clapping and sitting up as Quinn tried to interject
"No. Don't even. I'll call you tomorrow with the details. Okay?"
Before Quinn could protest, the couple left, leaving her bopping her mouth open and closed, like a fish out of water.

"Berry." Santana had gotten the brunettes number off of Blaine as part of her major plan.
"Erm…? Hello?" Rachel answered the phone as she sat at her dressing table staring at her reflection unsure of what to wear on the date tonight, since Quinn had been MIA since the night before
"its Santana. Lopez." Santana replied dryly before continuing "Quinn doesn't want to ruin the mystery of tonight, so I'm calling you to let you know to meet her outside the park okay? At 6.30pm"
Rachel nodded and as she went to reply the girl was cut off again "And dress nicely, but not to formal, you want to look hot. If you can manage that…"
Without giving her the chance to argue back Santana had hung up leaving Rachel speechless, before she turned back to her mirror and played with her hair, twirling chocolate strands between her fingers.

Without skipping a beat Santana dialled Quinn's home number.
"You're a bitch, I don't know where you've hidden my phone and you turned it off!" Quinn growled the minute her mom handed her the phone.
Santana chuckled "Calm down…"
As Quinn kept hurling verbal abuse down the phone to Santana, the Latina rolled her eyes setting the phone down as she began fixing her eyebrows for her own date with Brittany that evening.
"Santana? Satan? Lopez!"
"Chill. Look. Meet her at the park. 630pm. Look suave" She prompted "Oh… and your mom has a two envelops, they're in crayon, but, take them with you."
"What? Numbered envelopes… Why?" She asked but Santana was gone.
"You'll be the end of me Lopez" She sighed before tossing the phone onto the bed and running downstairs to her mom.

"Are you looking for your phone Quinnie?" Judy cooed at her daughter
"Yes! And some letters you're supposed to give me" Quinn nodded exasperatedly "And mother, please refrain from calling me Quinnie, I'm no longer a child".
The comment caused Judy to frown before she went and grabbed the items for Quinn and handing them over to her, where the blonde quickly turned on her phone and slipped the envelopes into her pocket before making a move to run upstairs and get ready.
"Hey mom." She paused "I love you"
Judy smiled "I love you too Quinn…"

6.30pm. Rachel was early and now she was beginning to feel like a bit of a fool. Maybe this was all part of an elaborate joke. She rested back against the gate, tugging at the bottom of the dress she'd opted to wear that evening, it was something she'd picked out at the mall with Kurt; simple but elegant, a plain black top half with a simple spaghetti strap that faded into a silver gradient from her waist, paired with a pair of simple ballet flats, she felt comfortable but still, pretty.

Quinn on the other hand was, firstly running late, and running as fast as she could in her vans, which lead to what she'd chosen to wear. A fitted red shirt, that extenuated her broad shoulders and lean frame, with a black blazer and black skinny jeans, accessorised with a white belt for colour. The vans made the outfit seem a tad more causal, but they were black and white to look a little bit smarter than other trainers would. Her hair was pulled up into a high pony tail, with a quiff, giving her a rocky edge she thought Rachel would appreciate, finally she reached the top of the street and her pace slowed as she caught sight of Rachel, her hair was straight and long, flowing down her back.
"Rach?"
The girls' hair was the first thing to turn as she flipped it behind her shoulder, followed by her wide smile and bright eyes.
"I thought you weren't going to show up…" She admitted as Quinn stopped in front of her, leaning down for a quick embrace before pulling away, and Rachel took her in.
"No… just late, I didn't have much notice…" she scratched her neck shyly before producing an envelope "So… Santana set this up; so I actually don't know what's going to happen, but she told me that one card leads to the next". Rachel looked at the blonde confused before she opened up the first card
"Well… What does it say?"
"Convince Rachel to go… But you're already here so that one's done" She winked and opened the second card reading it without skipping a beat "Go to 1254 Old Street and you'll find the next envelope. On the way, share three things you like about each other."
They two looked at each other and began walking down the street, seeing as Old Street was only a couple of blocks away
"I don't know…" Rachel blushed
"I'll go first. I like how determined you are, you don't let anybody put you down because you know what you want and you will not let anything stop it. It's an inspiring trait to possess..." she trailed off "Your taste in music doesn't suck, that much" She teased as Rachel pouted
"And number three?"
"And… you're easy to read, your eyes give you away, and I like being able to read you…"
"I am not easy to read!" Rachel pouted even more before thinking "Uh. Three things I like about you…"
"My good looks" Quinn shot out with a smirk and posed quickly before they turned down onto Old Street and began checking out the numbers.
Rachel laughed shaking her head "I like the way you've let me in, past the cool exterior, you're letting me see the real you. I like your smile when you talk about soccer, or when you play soccer… and…." Biting her lip she sucked it for a moment, stopping outside the number written on the note and raised a brow "And, you're not …. Horrible to look at."
They both paused and looked up before Rachel gasped and turned pink "This... This is where we are going?" She stuttered as they were in front of a small lingerie boutique.
"Nice going Santana" Quinn mumbled with a smirk before she grabbed the door pulling it open for Rachel and following her in.
"Hey Q!" One of the cheerio's smiled, she was in uniform and quickly handed the girl an envelope with a bright purple crayoned '3' onto it.
"I'm going to kill your friend Santana." Rachel mumbled before being handed the envelope by Quinn as the cheerio walked out.
"Well, come on, open it."
"Congratulations..." Rachel began as she read Santana's beautiful script "Now, buy each other a gift, and exchange them on the way… There's another address…" She held it out showing Quinn who took the letter and quickly pocketed it. "Ten minutes and we meet outside?"
Rachel nodded before walking off to the other side of the store.

Fifteen minutes later and they were both walking toward the next address in silence, carrying a bag in their hands.
"Here. You go first." Rachel practically shoved the bag into Quinn's hand, causing the blonde to chuckle and open the gift, pulling out a packet of socks.
Another chuckle "Socks?"
Rachel shrugged and giggled "I was playing it safe…"
"It's actually a good one, I need more socks" Quinn smiled and handing the girl her bag
"What did you get me…?"
"Open it and see"
Rachel tore the tissue paper in a hurry and gasped as she pulled out a beautiful, peach silky night dress.
"Oh… It's really nice..." She whispered in shock putting it back into the bag delicately "Thank you"
Quinn smiled and nodded "If we don't like the next place and we hate it, let's go grab some Chinese or something?"
"Okay…" Rachel nodded and chewed her lip again, as they walked the blonde leaned over slightly and grabbed the brunette's hand taking it in her own and linking their fingers.

Shortly after, they arrived at a really nice restaurant.
"Well this certainly isn't Breadstix's" Rachel whispered and Quinn nodded.
"Do you want to?" She asked the other girl, who was still staring at the place in awe.
"Do you?"
"Yeah, let's go…" Quinn led her in and gave the maître d her name; the man nodded and directing the girls to their table outside.

The courtyard was stunning. The restaurant had strings of fairy lights from the surrounding trees, and candles glowing across the darkness, giving it a very romantic, yet warm feeling.
"Here you go ladies" He smiled brightly at both girls as he handed them a menu each, "A waiter will be over shortly to take your orders." Before walking off.
As the two silently read over the menu's Quinn peered over hers and looked at Rachel, who caught her gaze and smiled softly, before looking back down at the menu.
"Miss Fabray?" A young waiter walked over to the two before Quinn nodded, to get his attention "This is for you" he smiled and handed over another envelope "Would you ladies like a drink?"
"Water for both would be nice" Quinn smiled dismissively, the boy nodded before walking off.
She opened up the envelope and before looking at it she gulped "I'm slightly scared" She admitted and Rachel took the card from the girls' hand, this time it was Brittany's writing.
"Order your favourite dish for the other person…"
"Any chance you love bacon?" Quinn smiled hopefully and Rachel shook her head with a giggle
"No afraid not…"
Quinn pouted and continued to read the menu "I'm not… I don't have much experience in this..."
"Ordering food?" Rachel tilted her head confused as she put her menu down to look at Quinn
"No… just. This..." She gestured between the two of them. "You know… dating?" Rachel nodded as the blonde continued "But… this is different"
"Good different?" She asked hopefully
"Yes, good different." Quinn smiled and leaned over taking Rachel's hand with a gentle squeeze. Rachel blushed lightly and smiled "Good."
"I'm really glad you said yes… now… what are you ordering for me?"
"Mac and Cheese." Rachel answered simply
"I'm sorry?" Quinn laughed causing the brunette to pout
"Hey! That is food of the gods!"
"Yeah, if the god's are pre-schoolers" She teased "And here's me thinking you'd be into lobster"
Rachel wrinkled her nose "Nope. Good old Mac and Cheese."
"Well, you're having a double bacon cheese burger."
"That's fine by me."
Quinn's phone vibrated breaking the conversation as an email from Santana came through with a number 5 as the subject line.
"Oh look, an email" Quinn scanned it over "It's the next part, reveal a secret about you that nobody else knows…"
Rachel nodded and looked around "When I was younger I stole some coloured pencils from school?" She shrugged
Quinn laughed and shook her head "Oh come on, that's nothing. Tell me something real"
Rachel sighed "I cheated on a test last year…"
Quinn's jaw dropped.
"Yeah, I was going through a rough time, and I didn't have time to study... So… I cheated" not wanting to go to the full extent of the story she ended it there and Quinn squeezed her hand again.
"Did you get caught?"
"No, but… Is that the point? I mean, I know what I've done and … I hate myself for it..."
The food arrived and the two girls ate in silence for a moment.
"That Mac and Cheese looks good" Rachel smiled and Quinn looked at the girl
"Why don't we swap, we've both eaten half?"
Rachel nodded and they quickly swapped plates, finishing off their chosen meal.

"Well what do we have here…? Fabgay" Dave Karfosky and Amzio two of the football boys walked over and smirked.
Quinn growled and looked over at them, she hated the football boys. One because they thought they were better than anyone else, even though they are just boneheads who bullied people, and Two they hated her and the soccer girls even more because they were better than the football team, and they were girls.
"How can I help you dumb and dumber?"
"Nothing just checking up on your date…"
"Why does this have to be a date…? This isn't a date" Rachel's face dropped at Quinn's words and pulled her hand away "This is two friends hanging out"
"Looks more like a date to me. Right Dave?" Amzio smirked and the other boy nodded
"No, dude. Not a date"
"Okay! If that's your story…." The boys rolled their eyes and walked off laughing bitterly.
Rachel got up "Are you really that embarrassed to be seen with me?"
"No but… They…"
"Why are you only nice to me when we're alone?" She pointed out "At the party? At the river court…" Quinn tried to interrupt but Rachel stopped her "No, you know… For a few weeks now I've been thinking that you weren't a horrible person like the rest of your clique, but …. Well guess the jokes on me." She gave the girl one final glare before walking off.
"Rachel! Wait." But it was too late.

Going home she felt completely deflated, she couldn't believe that she'd fucked up her date with Rachel after working so hard to actually get it. She was sat on her bed "Don't feel sorry for yourself idiot, fight for your girl!" She said aloud.
Quickly changing she got in her car and drove to the girls' house.
Running up the path she knocked on the front door. No answer. She sighed and walked back down turning around to face the house, a dimly lit room. She looked around and saw small pebbles.
Romantic. She thought and grabbed a few throwing them so they lightly hit the window.
Rachel walked up behind Quinn.
"Trying to wake my dad's? That's their room…."
"Rachel?" Quinn was confused turning around and there was the girl standing behind her, the brunette shrugged and moved to walk passed Quinn but the blonde quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back toward her. Rachel pulled her hand back and raised a brow as if to say continues.
"I need to apologize…"
"If you're going to mess up like that every time someone sees us, you may as well write them all down."
"Can… I don't know how to do this! I'm not like you?"
"Like me? What does that even mean?!"
"I screw up. I just… I have to be a …. When I'm a school, I act like a jerk… And… When I'm around you... I don't want to… screw up…I don't want to be that version of myself"
"So who do you want to be Quinn?" Rachel asked "Because I don't want to be a dirty little secret"
"I want to be someone who's good enough to be seen with you, it's never been about you not being good enough. It's been about me…not being good enough, for you."
Rachel sighed and held her arm. "I… You should have thought about that last night, it really hurt me Quinn… And I'm not going to keep putting myself on the line like that; I'm not" She shook her head "There's nothing you can do or say that's going to surpri-"
Quinn cut the girl off by leaning in and pressing her lips to Quinn's
When they parted Rachel touched her lips "You shouldn't have done that…"
"I wanted to."
"Yeah?"
Quinn nodded and Rachel leaned in kissing her again, this time more passionate then the first two times they'd kissed.
"So… Did that change your mind? Surprise you?"
"The way you kiss…" Rachel whispered as their foreheads were pressed together "Definitely"

'Someone once asked me, how long does it take, to change your life. Do you ever wonder that? What measure of time is enough to be life altering? Is it four years, like high school? One year? Eight weeks, the length of a soccer season? Can you change in a month? A week or even a single day. We're always in a hurry, to grow up, to go place, to get ahead of everybody else. But, when you're young. One hour can change everything. One moment, something as simple as a kiss, and let me tell you, those moments, are often life altering, and in my case. It was.'