Quinn left the Cheerios locker room after a pretty brutal morning session, looking exhausted and ready to go back to bed. Pregnant, hormonal Coach Sylvester in the morning is a lovely Coach Sylvester.
As she trudged down the hallways, she spotted her favourite 5'2 brunette leaning against her locker with a mega-watt smile on her face. Quinn gave her a tired nod and proceeded to take out her books for the day.
"Well hello to you too, Sunshine," greeted Rachel.
"Well, I would be less reluctant to say good morning, if a certain brunette diva hadn't kept me up on the phone all night talking about possible song choices for our Glee Club assignment. To then be followed with Coach Sylvester chewing my ass for an hour and a half about how my form is lacking."
"Aw, poor Quinnie is tired," cooed Rachel, "and as you well know, Quinn Fabray, I value your opinion very much. I couldn't even consider performing a song in Glee without your input."
"I know, Rach. I'm not mad at you, I just not as much of a morning person as you are," Quinn assured her. "Good morning, Miss Berry."
"And good morning to you too, Miss Fabray. Now we've got formalities out of the way, I shall walk you to Spanish."
Quinn rolled her eyes playfully as she shut her locker and proceeded to walk with Rachel. She loved how Rachel always managed to be so full of energy in the morning even with hardly any sleep. She always seemed to make Quinn's day slightly less crappy.
"So are you up for Disney movies after Glee? You know the Lion King isn't the same without Lion Quinn" mentioned Rachel, as they sat near the back of Mr Schuester's class as usual.
Quinn smiled at the nickname Quinn had dubbed her with when they were 6 after watching the Lion King.
"Sorry, Jewfasa, I can't today. Finn's taking me out after Glee today," Quinn replied.
"Oh."
Of course. Finn. Another complication in Rachel's situation. Quinn had a boyfriend. A boyfriend she'd been with for over a year and cared about a lot. Rachel remembered when Quinn finally said yes to Finn after 2 weeks of him asking her out and her telling Rachel all about the date he took her on. Rachel swallowed her own pain that night and just let Quinn ramble on and on about how he paid for dinner like a real gentlemen and walked her to her front porch when the evening ended. Whenever Rachel saw them together, she felt a familiar pang of hurt in her chest. She hated having to see him able to hold her hand the way she wished she could. Rachel wanted to be the one to take Quinn out, pay for their dinners and walk her to her front porch. But Quinn was straight, and the two of them living happily ever after together seemed as likely as Santana setting Breadsticks on fire.
"You don't mind, right? It's just, we haven't been out in a while and he wanted to treat me," Quinn said looking at Rachel's facial expression. "But if you don't want me to I can-"
"No, no. It's fine Quinn, don't worry. I'll just hang out with Dad and Daddy tonight," Rachel said, plastering on a smile.
"Rach, are you sure? I can always cancel."
"No, you go out and have fun. It's fine, I promise."
Quinn still looked doubtful but was cut on from replying when Mr Schue told the class to quiet down. Quinn simple sent Rachel a smile and turned around to face Mr Schue.
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When Glee finally ended, they were all dismissed and were eager to leave after having to watch Mr Schue try and rap to an Eminem song.
Quinn and Rachel were cut off from their conversation when Finn wrapped his arms behind Quinn and kissed the top of her head.
"Hey you! Hey Rach," said Finn, goofily.
Rachel honestly found it hard to hate Finn most of the time. Sure he was with the one person she cared about more than anyone but he just reminded her of an overgrown child at the best of times. Regardless of his tall and broad stature, between his goofy but cute smile and his mental intellect, he could be an 8 year old boy. She wondered what she saw in Finn. Sure, he had a good enough voice, was popular and was athletic. He was sweet when he wanted to be but apart from that, he didn't have all that much to offer. He forgot things about Quinn so easily and often ended up bailing on their dates to hang out with Puck or Sam.
Get a grip, Rachel. She loves him. Him, not you.
"Hi, Finn," Rachel replied bluntly.
Finn oblivious to her tone as usual, leaned down and asked Quinn, "You ready to go, babe?"
"Yeah, sure," said Quinn, disentangling herself from him to give Rachel a hug. "I'll talk to you later," she whispered in her ear.
Quinn went back to Finn, waved a final goodbye at Rachel and walked off to the school parking lot.
"Bye," Rachel whispered to the empty hallway.