Thank you so much for your lovely, Quinn hating, comments. ;)

YaBabe: Haha, that's exactly what I think. I just don't understand how it's a ship.

Laylita83: Don't worry you're not the only one. I hate Fuinn so much and I can't stand the fact that it's being resurrected, from what I thought was ship hell!

WestmeetsEaston: Haha. Hmm…maybe not the dying part but I'm intrigued with the first part ;)

"Boo." Quinn grabbed both of Rachel's shoulders from behind as the brunette shot up.

"I carry a-" Rachel started as she spun around to see a confused blonde. "Oh, Quinn." Rachel clutched her chest in relief. "I thought you were someone else.

"I can see that. Who did you think I was?"

"Oh, just jocks, anyone who wants to see me make a fool out of my self."

"So…pretty much everyone?" Quinn lightly laughed.

"Well…yeah."

Quinn laughed to herself as she sat next to the brunette, gazing at the work that was in front of her.

"So…did you talk to Finn?" Rachel asked as she looked up at the ex cheerleader.

"Hmm? Yeah. Ermm…I don't really know how to tell you this but…"

"Bad news. Should of guessed."

"He didn't actually-"

"I just thought that after what happened at my party he would want to talk, but then again I can see it's more of a reason to distance himself away from me."

"What are you talking about? What happened at your party?"

"Hmm? N-nothing. I shouldn't of mentioned it."

"No, no. Rachel if there is something that is stopping Finn from you then I think I should know. I mean I am helping you after all. I need you to be honest with me."

Rachel bit her lip, contemplating whether to tell the girl that used to make her life a living nightmare about something, that if it spread around school, could boost her social life but would ground any chance of her and Finn getting back together, into a fine dust. Rachel sighed, giving into Quinn, as she closed her book and scanned her surroundings, checking that no one was in range of hearing her. "Look, you can't tell anyone. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Right, well, at my party, Finn told me he felt something more than fireworks with me…"

Quinn turned back to her confused face as Rachel mentioned 'more than fireworks', trying to figure out what she was talking about.

"…then the next thing I remember is that I wake up, in the morning, next to Finn. Naked."

The blonde gasped as Rachel shook her head. "That's not the end of it."

"It's not?"

"No, but you can't tell Finn this part. You can't tell anyone."

"I wont."

"No, Quinn I mean it. Not another living soul."

"I swear."

"When I was looking for my clothes that were scattered on the floor, Finn had already gone down stairs at this point, I found something." Rachel paused wondering whether telling Quinn about her finding would be such a good idea. "I found a torn wrapper. To a condom."

Quinn stared at the brunette, her mouth slightly open, still trying to process the information the wannabe Diva had imparted onto her. Rachel gazed down towards her closed book, waiting for Quinn's response. Waiting for her to say how shocked she was and whether she thinks they did or not, because, truth be told, Rachel had no idea. She didn't no what to think. This was Rachel Berry. She would know if she had sex since she's a virgin wouldn't she? Though, they were in the same bed naked. Rachel didn't know what to think. She didn't want to think about it.

"A-and Finn doesn't know?"

"No and you can't tell him either. I don't know what I would do if it got out."

"I understand."

"I just-no one can know. Please don't tell anyone."

"I swear."

"Hey Brittany." Artie smiled at his ex girlfriend as he wheeled himself out of his class. "Just the person I wanted to see."

"Ermm…hi Artie." Brittany flashed a smile at him before looking ahead. "What did you want to talk about?"

"I just want you to know that there are no hard feelings. You know, between us."

"Oh, thank you Artie. I'm glad that you and I can still be friends."

"Yeah. I just wanted you to know that."

"So why am I here again?" Finn asked Rachel as she led him into the practice room.

"Because, I need someone to hear it."

"So I was the first person you thought of?" Finn asked, trying to hide his smile that was surfacing to his face.

"You can be honest."

"Yeah." Finn began as he sat on one of the brown chairs. "So can a lot of other guys in Glee."

"Finn. I mean your opinion means a lot to me." Rachel told her ex boyfriend as she stood by the black piano. She nodded at Brad as she closed her eyes.

What have I done? I wish I could run

Away from this ship going under

Just trying to help

Hurt every-

Rachel felt a hard lump forming in her throat while her eyesight began to blur. She signalled for the pianist to start the line again.

Hurt everyone else

Now I feel the wei-

"I'm sorry." Rachel half laughed as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Let's just start it again. Brad."

"No." Finn interrupted as he looked at Rachel into the eyes. "You don't need to."

"Finn, I didn't even finis-"

"Rachel, you were crying through that song. I don't want to see you cry. Not this way."

"What? You thought that this was over yo-"

"Yeah."

"No, I cry every time I sing a solo."

"Rachel you-"

"Finn, I don't know what you're thinking but I have to go now. Thank you for your time though." Rachel left a very confused Finn Hudson in the practice room as she walked towards her new friend.

"Here." Rachel told her director as she passed him several sheets of music. "Two songs. As promised."

"Oh." Mr Schuester looked down towards his palm to see the title of one of her songs. "Get It Right?"

"Yes." Rachel shot her head around to her ex boyfriend, who noticed her looking and faced the ceiling. "It's completely fiction." she lied to Mr Schue after turning around.

"I never asked what it was about-"

"Shall we get on with the lesson?" Rachel asked as she made her way towards the back, where there was a spare seat that was an enough distance from Finn.

"I tried." Rachel explained to Quinn as the two sat in the library. "I really did."

"Wait I'm confused. What did you do?"

"I asked him if to listen to one of my songs, in hope that he would understand that the song was about him, but I couldn't even finish it. I ended up crying. At the beginning of it! I thought that if I made him listen, he could still see there still was time for us to work things out but I guess I blew it. I knew it was only a matter of time."

"For what?"

"Until he drifts apart from me."

"Rachel, come on. There's still hope."

"Hope? Hope has done nothing for me. Nothing Quinn. Hope is just imagination. Imagining the impossible. We delude ourselves into thinking that there is still a chance. Still time. But in reality, there are no second chance. Time has run up."

"Rachel you-"

"Quinn, there is no hope for us."

"He still cares for you."

"But he's already moving on. He's probably seeing someone else anyway. I'm just meant to be alone I guess." Rachel sighed as she placed her head into her hands.

"Come on. There's gotta be some guy out there for you. Like Puck."

"Noah?" Rachel asked as she raised her head up. "Really?"

"Well, he seemed to take an interest in you before."

"That was different. Plus he's in love with Lauren."

"Actually, I heard him and Lauren had this massive fight, now they're not talking to each other. So you've got a shot."

"Quinn, I am not going to date Noah."

"Fine. Stay upset and moping after a boy who clearly isn't worth your time."

"But he is-"

"Rachel you aren't even prepared to tell him the truth. How can you say that he's the one, if you can't be truthful?"

"I-I don't know. I can't tell him. I just can't."

"I know. You can't tell him."

"Hey." Quinn smiled at her ex boyfriend as she sat next to him in Spanish. "Can you believe Mr Schue? I mean what is up with this?"

"I know, I asked him and he said it was to raise enthusiasm in Spanish." Finn replied as he threw a paper ball across the room, towards Puck.

"Ok, can you stop?"

"What?" Finn asked before following Quinn's eyes, to the scrunched up paper he was holding in his hand. "Oh. Sorry." he placed the ball on the desk, then looking back at Quinn. "Mike and Puck started it."

"Well you can finish it."

"Sorry."

"No, it's ok. So, is he still trying to seem ok?"

"Who?"

"Mr Schue." Quinn replied staring at her Spanish teacher. "I mean after Holly breaking up with him. She made him fun, now he's trying to keep up that energy but he's failing. Epically."

"Totally."

"I bet he wants to rewind back to when she was still around."

"I wouldn't know. I'm not Mr Schue."

"I know, I mean even I wouldn't mind rewinding back. To when things just seemed more calmer. Well except Brittany's baby scare, which ended in Artie getting dumped."

"Yeah."

"Well at least you wouldn't have the same problem." Quinn joked as Finn raised one eyebrow.

"Huh?"

"I mean you and Rach- oh crap. I did it again."

"Quinn? What do you know?"

"N-nothing. Nothing Finn. Anyway Mr Schue-"

"No Quinn don't change the subject." Finn turned to face Quinn fully, his dark brown eyes locking onto hers.

"I-I shouldn't be the one to tell you. Rachel should." Quinn told him as she turned to face the front, away from his intense stare.

"W-what?"

"Though I don't think Rachel would tell you. She's lied to you all the way up to now, so what's stopping her from continuing?"

"Quinn? You're scaring me now."

Quinn sighed as she, like Rachel, checked to see if anyone was listening. "Rachel told me about you and her waking up in the same bed after her party. Without any…clothes." Finn began to look uneasy as Quinn continued. "Well, she never told you what she found after you left the room. When you came downstairs to us."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Well…"

"Really Rachel?" Finn asked his ex girlfriend as he stormed up to her on the field.

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