Quinn was really enjoying living in Lima, Ohio. She loved the freedom that she had to wear what she wanted, to say what she wanted, to think what she wanted, and to act on what she wanted. She could excel in school and got to choose what she wanted to learn. She got to study plays and took sewing classes which she couldn't do back in Australia since she didn't need to know how to sew and they didn't want any non-sense plays stuck in her mind. And she got to socialize! Finally for once in her life she had friends. She had the princesses who she could tell absolutely anything to and she had her normal friends. Everything seemed to just fit.
So, you could say Quinn was feeling good about herself when she walked into the small coffee shop where she would start her first day at the job. She had no idea what to do with the equipment but she could chat easily with costumers and memorize orders; so she figured she'd have a good first day. She thought a lot about her first day of work since she wanted to make a good impression. And she figured the first impression people can get about you is from the way you take care of yourself and the way you dress.
She spent an hour pairing an outfit together and applied makeup while pulling her hair half back delicately. She pulled on a pair of dark wash jeans and a V-neck light green t shirt. She slipped on off white cream colored flats onto her feet so she could be comfortable. She sighed contently when she glanced at herself in the mirror. She grabbed her light jacket before driving the short distance to the coffee shop.
Once she got there she was slightly disgruntled being that the parking lot was full so she had to park two lots down and sprint to the shop in the pouring rain. Her hair was dripping onto her soggy jacket and her flats were temporarily flooded from all the puddles. A smiling woman bounced her way over to her and led her behind the counter.
"My name's Emma, I'm the owner of this little coffee shop. It's a pleasure for you to be joining my staff. There are only a few that work here." She shrugged and smiled allowing her dimples to show on her slightly flushed cheeks. "That's Kitty. She is a tough cookie but I like to give people a chance." She said pointing to a shorter blonde with her hair in a high ponytail. "That's Blaine. He is such a charmer; you'll love him!" She said gesturing towards a boy with curly brown hair and handsome features. "And that's Jesse." She mentioned as she bobbed her head in the direction of a boy delivering a coffee to a table in the back.
Quinn felt herself go numb. That was the boy she saw in the hallway and she felt exuberant the rest of the day after seeing him. All he did was smile at her and she felt like the act of carrying around pounds of books was simple. She thought she'd never see him again; honestly, the school is filled with students it's hard to pick out just one face in the mass crowds. But yet, here he was walking towards her with that same smile gracing his face.
Everything was routine yet exciting in Quinn's days. She'd wake up and go to school and then she'd go to work and then after work she'd come home and do her homework and finally fall asleep. But there were this little moments in between each sequence of her day. Those made every day feel special. Her favorites were during her working hours. For example, it was Friday night and she and Jesse had to close up the shop. So it was just the two of them alone in the shop. The two of them had become good friends over the stretch of time that she'd started working there. And at times they would catch each other staring at the other. Quinn would find herself watching Jesse's smile brighten when he talked to a kind customer. But both valued their friendship; but that definitely doesn't stop what was about to happen.
It was a fraction of a second when Quinn's world came crashing down. Like a light rain, barley there rain, and then all of a sudden a crack of lightening lights up sky and then it can't stop raining. And this time it's raining hard like it really means something.
His hand brushed against hers when they passed by each other and then his lips were on hers. If someone asked Quinn why she kissed him back and what even caused him to kiss her, she honestly couldn't answer. All she knew is it felt really right to be around him. So when she finally felt his soft lips against hers, she responded.
She and Jesse haven't talked since. And she can't help but feel everything is her fault. She can't think of what she did wrong. But when they have the same hours at work they avoid each other's eyes and work around each other skillfully. She really liked Jesse and it hurt when he couldn't even look her in the eyes. But she didn't want him as just a friend, she wanted him. And if he didn't want that then she would have to adapt to not even talking to him because she wouldn't act like having a friendship was enough for her.
It was next Friday when Emma asked both Quinn and Jesse to lock up the store that night. Quinn tried to get a way out of it by saying she had a lot of homework to do but Emma waved her off. Quinn sighed as Emma's petite figure flounced out the door into the evening. With Emma gone it left just Quinn and Jesse alone in the dimmed store. They managed to stay in opposite sides off the store until Quinn really couldn't take it anymore. She spun on her heel so that she was facing Jesse who was cleaning down the espresso machine. She cleared her throat so that he turned smoothly in her direction.
"Why are you avoiding me?" Quinn asked silently wishing she just kept quiet the entire rest of the night. But she couldn't it had been bubbling up inside of her and she couldn't suppress her questions now that they were alone.
"Because what happened? Shouldn't have." He said stubbornly as he began to turn back to cleaning the stainless steel of the machine. Quinn huffed as she crossed the store to stand by his side. She grabbed his wrist so that he looked back at her. She shivered slightly when she looked into his light blue eyes. Her eyes flickered down to look at his lips briefly before shaking her head and remembering those lips is what caused all these problems in the first place.
"Why?" Quinn asked feeling pathetic for letting that slip out. She felt like a little girl being denied access to play outside. But he didn't scoff and turn away ignoring her question instead he turned completely so that he was facing her.
"I have a girlfriend. And I kissed you when I should have been completely faithful to her. But look at you, you're beautiful, intelligent, and funny and in that moment it was just the two of us. So I kissed you. And I really want to kiss you again but I'm not that type of guy. So, I'm sorry." He leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against the corner of her mouth. "I can finish up here." All she could do was nod and grab her purse and walk to her car.
"And then he lightly brushed his lips against the corner of my mouth. And I'm not home wrecker but in that moment I wanted him to really kiss me. And I want him." Quinn said sadly as she sat on the edge of Rachel's bed. Rachel and Santana shared a look and they both sighed.
"As much as you want him you can't just take him from his girlfriend just because you're attracted to him." Santana said as she got up from the soft chair she was sitting on and sat crossed legged on the bed next to Quinn.
"But it's not just the physical stuff. I actually really like him. I like talking to him and I feel like a totally new person and I feel like I can expose true self to him and he would keep all my secrets." Quinn let a few tears track their way down her face and she wiped them away frustrated. "I feel like I did something wrong. I don't want to take him from his girlfriend if he loves her."
"I think if he really loved his girlfriend he wouldn't have kissed you or wanted to kiss you again. But you're so special Quinn and I think you deserve someone who doesn't have another person on the sidelines. If he feels the same way about you he will leave his girlfriend and be with you." Rachel said as she solaced Quinn in her words. Quinn nodded her head as she shared a small smile with Rachel.
"Thanks. Anyway so what's new with you guys?" Quinn asked lightly wanting to be distracted from all the drama for a moment.
"Well, I meet this guy…" Rachel started as Quinn easily fell immersed into Rachel's story. She giggled a few times at Rachel's descriptions and Santana's snarky comments. So, for right now she felt okay with everything. If Jesse really wanted her as much as she wanted him then things would work out. And she had her friends.
A/N: okay, what did you guys think? I feel like this isn't as good as I wanted it to be. But I didn't exactly know where to go with this since I only ever write Puck and Rachel stories. But I hope this was satisfying enough. Don't worry they will be together soon. Thanks for all your amazing reviews! They mean so much to me!