A/N: Wow, I really didn't except all of the alerts I did get. Thank you to all who reviewed or added it to your favorites.

Don't own Glee or any characters, but I would like to… hmm… owning Mark Salling… has promise…

Quinn couldn't believe how easily Rachel's dads took the news of a pregnant teenager living in their house. They didn't judge her by her belly, but rather by the series of events that had caused her to be in this position. They also supported her with her decision to carry the baby to full term, whether she was going to keep it or have someone adopt it.

Now, after living with the Berrys for a week, Quinn felt like she belonged for once in her life. They didn't have high expectations of her like her parents did and she wasn't worried or scared that the truth would come out about the real father of her daughter. It was starting to feel like a blessing that Rachel was feeling selfish for a moment and told Finn the truth.

The only problem Quinn had with living with Rachel was the fact that they never painted the guest bedroom. David and Alexander, Rachel's dads, said it was because people sleeping in a strange place feel more relaxed in a white room or something like that. Quinn really wasn't paying attention, so now they were at the local paint store looking at different colors of green.

"What about this one?" Rachel asked showing Quinn a shade called Limeade. "Ugh, no. That looks like split pea soup. I don't want my walls to look like puke."

Rachel pouted a bit, but put it back and kept looking.

"Rachel, what do you think about this one?" Quinn had a found a shade called Velvet Leaf.

"I like it. We should go with that one."

Quinn felt like she was slowly taking back control of her life. She could make her own decisions now and surprisingly found a friend in Rachel. Although Rachel still wouldn't let her give her a make over or go shopping for a new wardrobe, Quinn knew it was only a matter of time. They took the paint chip over to the counter and had it mixed for them while they bought the necessary supplies.

"I think that is all we need," Quinn said.

"I still need to pick up some rubber gloves," Rachel responded.

"Why? It's not like you need them to protect your manicure or anything."

"If I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone? This is embarrassing."

"Ooh, gossip. I love gossip. Ok, give me the details. Is someone else pregnant at school?" Quinn asked, getting all excited.

"No, but I'm allergic to latex. I know it's a common thing now, but I find it to be embarrassing and I don't want it to get out."

"That's it? That was the big secret? Latex? That is so boring. I won't tell anyone though so don't worry. Despite everything, you really are the only one who stuck up for me and helped me through all of this, so I guess this is the least I can do."

Rachel then squealed in delight. She knew it was unbecoming of a future Broadway star, but for the first time in her life she felt like she had a real friend. Not someone who was nice because she could sing or to humiliate her but a real friend to share secrets with.

"Ok, I get it, you're happy but could you please let go of me. You are a lot stronger than you look."

Rachel let go and started to pout until Quinn shot her a smile. Rachel's whole face lit up and she threaded her arm through Quinn's as they push the cart to the front of the store where her dads are waiting.

"Did you girls find the right color?" Alexander asks.

"Yes we did and it is beautiful. I can't wait to start painting. My parents decided that pink or purple were the only colors I could paint my room. Green and blue were for boys. Thank you for letting me do this," Quinn answered happily.

"Good, we should pay for this stuff and get home so you won't be put out for too long," David says.

The four of them made their way to the register and paid. Quinn was so excited at the prospect of painting that Rachel's dads told her multiple times to settle down and stop acting like a five year old going to Disney world. Of course they said it with smiles on their faces and Quinn knew they were just as excited as she was.

A/N: The colors Limeade and Velvet Green are owned by Behr Paints. Velvet Green is a soft turquoise color. Limeade is a pretty color, just bright and too much really would like puke or baby poo green on the walls.