A/N.: Edit 19/08/2014
Chapter 11 – Some things she said.
Rachel came out of the office almost stumbling on Quinn. The lion girl that was standing with her furry ear practically glued to the door.
"So?" Quinn asks clearing her throat and looking away with her cheeks flushed.
"Apparently, the hot n' cold duo was right." Rachel answers shrugging and holding back the smile trying to grace her lips.
She was mad with Quinn. Well not mad but a little disappointed and she didn't want to smile at the girl adorableness right now.
"Isn't that S nickname for them?" Quinn asks trying to sound teasing starting to walk beside Rachel
"Well, it is spot on. And I used it before I even started speaking with Santana properly." The kitty girl sighed.
She needed to talk with Quinn about her jealousy. She couldn't have whatever they were having right now if the blonde couldn't thrust her! She liked Quinn. She really liked her, and the girl didn't know half of the things about her. She didn't know if Quinn would like all the things about her…
Like her obnoxious side, or how perfectionist she was, or how diva like she could act. Rachel knew her flaws and she accept them. She tries to keep most of them at a minimum but that's not always possible and yet. She trusted Quinn to still like her despite it all.
"Rachel…" Quinn tried to start.
"We need to talk, Quinn." Rachel interrupted the girl making her gulp. "We need to talk about your jealousy and your lack of trust. We're not even actually going out. We're still seeing how things work. I don't know you but I want a shot in what we may have and you're making it harder than it should be!" the girl rambled making Quinn stare at her with wide open eyes and mouth agape.
"Rachel! I wanted to say sorry about how I acted at lunch. I don't want to screw this up." She says too "Maybe we really should talk. How about later today? Just before I have glee."
"Acceptable." Rachel nods before turning and storming down the hall in the direction of her next class.
Rachel really hoped they would get over it and move on. And the day had such a good start and now things were that way.
She started to doubt the day would get any better when she found herself being paired with Puck at class. She heavily breathed through her nose making her nostrils flare and the strong smell of teenagers' bodies hit her hard. She grimaced at the smell. It's wasn't the fact they smelled bad, but some species didn't have the most pleasing of the smells.
Like the boy who was siting just in front of her… Well, at least Puck didn't smell bad.
"You want something." Rachel figured.
"Yeah… listen…" he tried to say.
"I'm not interested in you. I know you heard very clearly earlier today that I'm gay." The kitty girl interrupted him.
"Yeah I got it… and you and Quinn? Hot. If you want a third part you can always call me tho." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively making the girl frown "Wait… that wasn't what I was going to talk with you… stop distracting me!" he protested.
"I'm distracting you? You're perving on me and Quinn and we don't even have an actual relationship yet!" The little brunette fired back, they both whisper yelling at each other.
"Like you two won't end up together!" he scoffed "Dude, listen what I'm trying to say! I may help you with her! I'm trying to be the cool dude here and you're making it really hard."
"Dudine." Rachel corrected.
"What the hell?" the dog boy asked looking lost.
"Dudine is the female form of dude, though it's rarely used." She explained.
"I thought dude was like unisex or whatever…" he mumbled. "Any way will you hear me out, dudine?" Puck adds, teasingly stressing the last word.
"Speak." She concedes.
"Oh why, thank you. Now you need to know that Quinn had a really hard time with her last relationship…" he started.
"Why you're getting involved in my thing with Quinn again?" Rachel suddenly interrupts the boy narrowing her eyes at him.
"Calm you whiskers, babe. Quinn is a friend, okay? I don't want to see her hurting like last time." He shrugs trying to look cool despite the sad eyes.
"Okay, sorry. But you didn't give me a really good first impression don't blame me if I wasn't really receptive of you. Especially after what Finn pulled the other day." The girl defends herself "You don't seem so bad right know. Maybe Sam was right about you."
"What fishmouth said about me?" He asks with a grin.
"And there you go ruining all the good things I started to think about you… but I guess you're a little like Santana in that area…" Rachel shrugged awhile the boy chuckled beside her. "He said that deep down you were a cool guy. What is this thing about Quinn again?"
"Oh, right!" He said focusing again "She had a girlfriend last year. Emma was her name. She was a hybrid. Quinn really liked her and Quinn's dad disapproved of her relationship because they weren't of the same species. The guy is a fucking purist and said he was going to throw her out if she kept going out with this Emma girl. Quinn challenged him and it ended up with Mrs. Fabray and him divorcing. Quinn did all that because she loved this girl! She believed that their relationship was worth it and the girl fucking left!" Puck looked really mad at that. As if he still couldn't believe in what the girl did. "She didn't even tell Quinn she was moving out until the day she was going away and she broke up with Quinn as if it was nothing…"
"And you're saying that Quinn has hard time trusting people because of that?" Rachel tries to clear things up.
"Yeah." He nods.
"Okay… but just so you know, Quinn and I were going to talk later today to fix things. I'm sure she would end up telling me everything you just told me." She comments. "You're a gossiper… just like Mercedes and Kurt…" Rachel adds looking at her nails
"Hey! I'm not like them I…" he stops talking seeing the girl shaking with laugher. "You played me!" he accused and she nodded with a smirk. "Can't believe I feel for that… good one." And they fist bump.
He wasn't that bad, Rachel assumed.
The rest of the class went fine. They actually finished their lesson after Rachel insisted that they should do it. She even made the boy get some of his homework done.
After the class she went to the choir room where she would meet Quinn for their conversation. The blonde said she would be hanging around the choir room and that Rachel should go meet her there.
She was surprised to find the girl already there.
"Mrs. Gammon released us earlier." Quinn shrugged seeing Rachel's surprise. "Let's get in… and we can do it quickly so you won't be late for your next class."
"I'm having a free period next actually. The classroom got damaged earlier today." The brunette answered with a grimace.
"Oh, yeah I heard. The swamp kid overloaded the classroom with mud right?" the blonde inquired.
"Yeah… he should know he was getting close to this time of his year…" Rachel sighed
Swamp people where a very peculiar being. They had a humanoid appearance, long limbs and green hair. Their eyes were always brown and kind. They usually have placid expressions on their faces and are very nice and most of them are rather introspective.
Swamp people were hermaphrodites and didn't have very defined genders. When their reproductive cycle kicks in, they start to produce an extremely fertile type of mud that comes out of them as if they were sweating. Usually, during this time of the year, they restrain themselves to swamps and small bodies of water, where they would then reproduce or just wait for this period to pass.
"Well anyway we need to talk, Rach…" Quinn starts trying to bring them back to the topic they should be talking about. "About my jealousy… and I also need to say sorry to you."
"Quinn, before you say anything I want to tell you. I was talking to Noah earlier..." Rachel began
"Noah?" the blonde asks frowning in confusion more than anything else.
"Yes. Puckerman." Rachel answered, Quinn obviously knew who she was talking about right?
"Oh yeah, Puck! What you two talked about?" the lion girl added not understanding what it had to do with the things they needed to talk about.
Rachel wouldn't say that she preferred Puck over her, would she? She called the boy by his real name but she also complained about him before, so it wasn't like she liked him, right?
"Can you stop worrying?" Rachel rolled her eyes at Quinn's anxious and insecure expression. "He just told me a bit about your past relationship, but he didn't get into details. I understand that it may have traumatized you a little and I bet he didn't give me the whole story. Actually I bet he himself doesn't know the whole story. And it's up to you when and if you're going to tell me." The kitty girl reassured. "I really like you Quinn. Trust me a little, okay?"
"Okay." Quinn breathed in relief pulling Rachel closer. "And I'm sorry for my behavior. I think I was jealous for you wanting to cheer for Sam. And that you were paying more attention to him than to me today in lunch…" she admits
"Ah!" the short brunette chuckles laying her head on the lion girl shoulder. Quinn couldn't be happier with their position. She was holding Rachel, she really was and the girl looked so content in her arms… "I got really thrilled for him. He told me the guys on the team were giving him a hard time… I hope it will get better now."
"Boys will always be boys Rachel. As fucked up as this expression is…" Quinn chuckles "Even if he won the game for them they would still tease him. You know? With butt slaps and what so ever…"
"What a dreadful thought. And they think they're so straight." Rachel adds and both laugh at that.
"Rach?" Quinn calls after a moment of silence and Rachel only hums to show that she heard the taller girl. "Are we together?"
"I'd say we're going that way…" the brunette smiles and put some space between them but stays close enough to still touch the other girl.
"I can't wait for us to get there…" The lion girl says leaning into Rachel.
Their lips were about to touch when the door was slammed open and in came Mercedes and Kurt.
"What is she doing here?" the frozen boy asked outraged.
"Well, not that's any of your business but I was about to kiss Quinn, but thanks to you, I'm not anymore…" Rachel answered as annoyed as him.
Just as Rachel was finishing her sentence the rest of the club members come in. Noah being the last one, and Rachel can't understand how when they both got out of their previous class at the same time.
"Heh. Sucks to be you, furball!" Santana mocks the girl.
"I don't even know how you still breathing. I was sure Sue Sylvester would skin you alive for walking over her and going to Figgins just so you could sing at the first game." Mercedes said
The whole room started to pay attention at them at this point. Not that they already weren't, but now the room was silent and still just waiting for the answer Rachel was going to give.
"More like she forced me to sing." Rachel mumbled "I had nothing to do with this decision. Coach just told me I was going to sing and since I don't have any other choice I am going to sing."
"More like you're going to make everyone ears bleed." Mercedes sassed
"Even of the ones that doesn't have ears." Kurt added joining his finger to Mercedes and causing the hissing sound.
"May I remind you that you two never heard me sing? Should I also remind you that albeit rare it's said that when a cat can sing they sounds is so magical that even a Narcissus will look away from himself mesmerized with the beauty of it?" Rachel smirked. "I know my voice and I know my talent and soon enough this whole school will too. And you two? Will be the first ones knocking on my door asking me to join this club... Again, may I remind you."
And with that Rachel was gone. She did stop at the door giving Quinn a wink before disappearing, however.
The kitty girl was really annoyed at being forced to sing at first. Sure she missed singing for the grate public but she wanted to do it when she wanted not when another person was breathing on her neck giving her no other choice but to sing.
Now however… She felt the urge to prove herself, to show them how wrong they were in assuming that she was like any other cat. She wasn't. She was Rachel Barbra Berry and she was exceptional and all these other adjectives that meant that same thing. She was the very best.