A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to post this, but I got lost in reading another Fanfic. I know I know I suck, you can kill me later! Also, am I the only one who noticed the Glee cast has gone a little crazy? I mean seriously! Though Dianna does look hot in her new hair!

Anyway, enjoy!


The next day they met up at lunch to practice their song, after they were done, Rachel was sitting at the piano while Quinn was standing.

"So, listen…" Rachel began, not sure how to put her words, she took a deep breath and went on "I was wondering if you could help me."

"With what?" Quinn asked, curious as to why the head cheerleader would ask her of all people to help her.

"You know that, to be able to be in the squad, I need to keep a certain grade point average." Rachel explained.

"Yeah, I know." Quinn said.

"Thing is, I'm kind of failing math." Rachel said, slightly embarrassed. Quinn looked at her with a surprised expression.

"Oh…" Was all the blonde could say.

"So, I was wondering if you could, maybe help me study?" Rachel asked. "My math teacher said I should ask you cause you had really good grades."

"Uh, wow really?" Quinn asked, the brunette just nodded at her. "Umm, I guess I could help, yeah."

"Thank you so much." Rachel said, a relieved look on her face as she let out a breath.

"No problem, umm, how about you come over to my house after school tomorrow?" Quinn suggested.

"Tomorrow's no good, I have cheerios practice." Rachel said.

"Okay, Friday then?" Quinn asked. Rachel nodded, smirking slightly at the blonde.

"Okay, see you at glee practice then." Quinn said, picking up her bag and walking out of the choir room as the bell rang, signaling the start of fifth period. She walked to her Chemistry class which she shared with Kurt.

"The weirdest thing just happened." Quinn whispered to him as she walked into class and sat down next to him.

"You spent more than a minute with Rachel Berry and didn't get the biggest hard on of your life?" Kurt answered sarcastically.

"No, I said weird not miraculous." Quinn said. "Rachel just asked me to tutor her in Math"

"Well well it seems our head bitchio is warming up to you." Kurt said with a smile.

"Don't call her that." Quinn mumbled.

"Quinnie, get over her, it's never going to happen." Kurt said, putting his hand on his best friend's shoulder.

"Whatever, I can see her totally crushing on Finn." Quinn said. "Which makes no sense cause that guy is tiny down there."

"You act as if you know…" Kurt said.

"Who exactly helped you take a peek into the boy's locker room freshman year?" Quinn said, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well yes that makes sense- Wait you saw Finn naked that day?" he asked.

"Yes, and I had to cleanse my eyes with acid to get the image out of my head." Quinn said with a disgusted look on her face.

"Wait, so how tiny are we talking here?" Kurt said with a giggle. Quinn smiled and pulled out her shortest pencil, which had been attacked furiously by a sharpened the day before. Kurt looked down at it and couldn't suppress his laughter. He covered it by pretending he was coughing.

That day went by pretty quickly and it was soon time for the glee club to meet up once again, which meant that it was time for Quinn and Rachel to sing their song. Mr. Schuster walked into the class only a minute late, surprising the whole club.

"Okay guys, so, does anyone have their assignment ready?" He asked. Rachel shot her hand up in the air and Quinn smiled at him.

"Okay, Rachel, Quinn, go ahead and show us what you've prepared." The teacher said, gesturing for them to get up and start performing. The music started and their voices took over the room

(Quinn, Rachel, Both, Glee)

What is this feeling so sudden and new?

I felt the moment I laid eyes on you

my pulse is rushing

my head is reeling

my face is flushing

what is this feeling fervid as a flame,
does it have a name, yeeesss,
loathing unadulterated loathing

for your face

your voice

Your clothing

let's just say I loathe it all.
Every little trait however small,
makes my very flesh begin to crawl, with simple utter loathing
there's a strange exhilaration in such total
detestation. It's so pure so strong
though i do admit it came on fast
still i do believe that it can last
and i will be loathing,
loathing you my whole life long

-The glee club got into the song, and when the time came they joined in as well.—

Dear Galinda you are just too good
how do you stand it i dont think i could
she's a terror she's a tartar we dont mean to show a bias
but Galinda you're a martyr.

Well, these things are sent to try us.

-Rachel's eyebrow hitched, impressed that the blonde could hit the high not required in that line.—

Poor Galinda forced to reside
with someone so disgusticified
we just want to tell you we're all on your side!
we share your

(Loathing,) What is this feeling so
(unadulterated loathing) sudden and new felt the
(for her face) moment I laid eyes on
(her voice) you,my pulse is
(her clothing) rushing my head is
(lets just say) reeling
(WE LOATHE IT ALL!)
Oh what is this feeling?
(every little trait however)
(small makes our very flesh) does it have a name
(begin to crawl) yes, ahhhh
Loathing
(Loathing)
There's a strange
exhiliration

(Loathing)
In such total
detestation

(Loathing)
It's so pure so strong
So strong

-The girls belted out the notes as they came, spinning around the room. Rachel smiled at Quinn and the blonde couldn't help but smile back, they were singing about hating each other and they were smiling at each other-

Though I do admit it came on fast
still I do believe that it can last and I will be

Loathing (Loathing) for forever
Loathing (Loathing)
truly deeply

loathing you
(Loathing you)
my whole life long
(loathing, unadulterated loathing)

The song ended and the rest of the glee club erupted into applause, including Mr. Schuster, who came up to them and put an arm around each of them

"Well done guys!" He said with a huge smile on his face. "You did great, the theme was hate, obviously you're not the best of friends but you still managed to make the song fun and enjoy singing together, that's all I could ask!"

Quinn and Rachel smiled, high fived each other happily and sat down in their original chairs next to each other, not bothering with the fact that everyone could see them still smiling at each other.

The rest of that week passed pretty quickly and before they knew it, Rachel and Quinn were at Quinn's house studying math.

"So how do you work this one out?" Rachel asked her, turning her book around and pointing out the equation which was giving her a hard time.

"The same way we worked out the one before it, and the one before that, and the one before that." Quinn said with a small smile on her face. Rachel turned the book back to her and looked at the equation again with furrowed eyebrows as she scratched the back of her neck.

"Here, let me explain it to you again slowly." Quinn said, grabbing her notes and a blank piece of paper. She ran the head cheerleader through each step at solving the question, taking it step by step and making sure that the brunette understood each step before moving on to the next one.

"Wait but, where did that two come from?" Rachel asked.

"That's the value of x" Quinn said.

"How did you get the value of x?" Rachel asked again, feeling like she missed something important.

"By switching these over so that x becomes the answer rather than part of the sum." Quinn explained again, pin pointing the numbers and symbols that she was referring to.

"Oh, I get it." Rachel nodded. "So how do you get the value of y then?"

"By taking the value of x, which is two, and instead of putting in the letter x, you put in the number two." Quinn spoke as she wrote down the updated version of the sum.

"It's that easy?" Rachel said, looking closer at the paper as if she saw incorrectly.

"You'd be amazed how easy this stuff is when you understand it." Quinn giggled at the shorter girl.

"When you're right you're right." Rachel shrugged. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a few lollipops, taking a pink colored one and ripping off the wrapper. Quinn couldn't help but look at the brunette as she wrapped her tongue around the candy, playing with it in her mouth.

Shit that's hot. The voice inside Quinn's mind said, causing her to bite her lower lip, still watching the girl intently as she read her notes and wrote something down. She grabbed at the lollipop again and started bobbing her head up and down on the candy. Quinn could feel herself stirring in her jeans as she tried to concentrate on her work and not the cheerleader. She could hear faint slurping noises coming from the other girl's mouth and just as she was about to fall back into concentration she heard a faint moan coming from the brunette's throat.

Rachel hadn't even noticed Quinn watching her as she sucked on her lollipop for all it's worth. It was always something normal for her to do, when she was stressed out because of homework she couldn't understand, her dads had always given her sugar free lollipops so that she could take out all her tension on the candy. It was something she was used to, she barely even noticed how much noise she made, it helped her concentrate which actually meant she would be able to do her work.

But to the blonde the way she was attacking that defenseless piece of candy was pure, unadulterated torture. She closed her eyes for a second to try and pull herself together, and instead the only thing she could see was Rachel tongue wrapping itself around her length instead of the pink candy that occupied her mouth. Quinn gulped, not sure if it was audible or not, and cleared her throat, catching Rachel's attention.

"Quinn, you okay? You look kind of…flushed." The cheerio said, pulling the lollipop out of her mouth, leaving a string of drool hang between the candy and her wet lips, the brunette wiped her mouth with her hand.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine; I just need a drink of water." Quinn said, getting up. She stopped dead in her tracks, her predicament not enough to make her forget her manners. "Do you want anything?"

"No thanks, I'm fine." The brunette responded. Quinn took this as her cue to walk out of the living room and into the kitchen. She opened her fridge and picked up a small bottle of water, opening the tap and gulping it down in one breath, letting the cold feeling of the water flowing down her throat calm her down, relieving some of her tension by crushing the plastic bottle in her hands as it was emptied of its contents. She threw the empty bottle away and leaned against the kitchen counter for a minute taking in deep breaths to calm herself down.

Then it all came rushing back to her, the little comments Kurt made about her having it bad, and the way she was also put in a trance when she saw Rachel walking down the hallway with that little sway in her hip. Even the way she just couldn't resist agreeing to help her, even though she was a bitch and a pain in the ass and every other insulting thing which she felt like killing anyone for calling her. Quinn realized that there was one thing that she knew without a shadow of a doubt.

She had it bad for Rachel Berry.

And that girl would be the death of her.