Chapter 2: Rachel's Performance

So, in case its not obvious, this doesn't follow the glee timeline. And Brittany and Santana are not together.
And I want to say thanks for all the follows, favorites and reviews! I didn't expect them, but thanks!

My practice with Tina was great. We are so ready to beat everyone tomorrow and win a free meal to Breadstix, where we will eat breadsticks until we burst. But I can't believe that it's taken me this long to talk to Tina and be friends with her.

I sat on my bed, thinking, when I was interrupted by my phone vibrating. I had a message. From Rachel. As we texted back and forth, I felt pretty happy. But then, things took a turn for the awkward.

So, is there someone you like Quinn? Said the message.
Yes, I replied.
Oh, really? And who is the lucky person, if I may know?
You, I thought. But I couldn't text that. At least she didn't assume it was a guy. No, actually it's a secret. Shhh..
Please! You have to tell me! I promise I won't tell anyone!
No. But I can tell you it's someone who will never return the feelings.
Why? You could probably get them to fall for you.
I doubt it.
Why?
Well, because I'm not very pretty.
What?! Quinn you are beautiful and cute! I'm so jealous of your flawless skin!
Did she seriously just text me that? No, I'm not. Anyways I have to go. See you tomorrow.
Okay, Quinn, see you tomorrow! Sweet dreams!

I fell back, my head landing on my pillow and my arms and legs stretched out. I thought back to my conversation with Rachel. I looked at the message again. I read it 1000 more times. Each time, my heart sped up even more. What did it even mean?

The next day, I woke up feeling amazing. I think it was because of my text conversation with Rachel yesterday. And my dream later that night. It was awesome, with my favorite person ever making an appearance.

I hurried up and got ready. Soon, I was out the door and in my car. As I drove to school, I felt excited and was practically bouncing in my seat. To calm myself, I turned on the radio. The song that just started was arms and as I sang along, I thought of how this song described my feelings right now.

I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart
But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start
You put your arms around me
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go
You put your arms around me and I'm home...

The day dragged on, as usual. I was kind of upset that I hadn't seen Rachel in the morning (I had been looking, but eventually had to give up when the bell rang), so I was anxious to see her. When it was time for glee, I was feeling excited to see Rachel perform. She is always amazing, but even more so when she sings (if that's possible). But she'd be performing with Santana instead of me, so that sucks.

I was the first person there. As people came in, they greeted me. I waved back, anxiously awaiting Rachel's arrival. When she finally came in, my heart beat faster as she walked towards me. But then I noticed that following behind her was Santana. Rachel sat next to me, smiling, cheery as usual, and Santana sat next to her. "Hey Tubbers," she smirked. "Hey, Satan," I replied. Santana may be one of my best friends, but she can seriously be a bitch sometimes. "So, Rachel..." Santana started, the smirk falling off her face to be replaced by a smile. A real, sweet smile, like the kind she used to reserve only for Brittany. What the hell? I watched for a while as they talked, but then I just shook my head and leaned back in my chair. I crossed my legs, put my hands on top, and closed my eyes. Might as well relax while I waited for Mr. Schue. A few seconds after I closed my eyes, I felt a hand touch my wrist, where my bracelet (that i had found and kept) was. I slowly opened my eyes, only to see Rachel's fingers brushing against my bracelet and wrist. Where her fingers accidentally touched my skin, it burned, so hot. I tried to not move, I didn't want to startle her or make her move her hand away. Santana was saying something, but I couldn't focus on it. "I like your bracelet, Quinn. It reminds me of one that I used to have. I loved it," her voice held longing and sadness. I just wanted to pull her towards me and hug her, but I restrained myself.

"Ok, guys," Mr. Schue came in, calling the class to attention. Rachel pulled her hand back and faced forward. The burning sensation was gone, but I missed it. It was a good kind of heat. I looked up, only to find Santana staring at me, a weird look on her face. What? I mouthed. She just shook her head and turned away.

"So Rachel and Santana told me they were ready to perform. Girls," he nodded at them, then took a seat. Wordlessly, they stood up. "Good luck," I whispered as Rachel walked away. I thought she hadn't heard me, but she turned and gave me a small smile. She and Santana stood in front of the piano and readied themselves as the music began. They danced in time to the beat...

(Santana, Rachel, Both)

I don't know why I like it, I just do
Ooh, ooh. Hee
I've been hearing your heartbeat inside of me

Whoa, Santana shaking her butt. Can't say I'm surprised, though.

I keep your photograph beside my bed
Livin' in a world of fantasies
I can't get you out of my head

I've been waiting for the phone to ring all night
Why you wanna make me feel so good?

Oh. My. Gosh. The way Rachel is dancing...I really should have brought my phone to record this.

I've got a love of my own, baby
I shouldn't get so hung up on you

I remember the way that we touched
I wish I didn't like it so much, Oh

Hmmm...So far, Rachel and Santana have had their eyes locked on each others... they haven't even looked this way. And they have also been smiling the whole time, at each other.

I get so emotional, baby
Every time I think of you
I get so emotional, baby
Ain't it shocking what love can do?

Ain't it shocking what love can do?

Ain't it shocking what love can do I gotta watch you walk in the room, baby
I gotta watch you walk out, mm-hmm

What the hell is going on? I don't like this at all. Especially that hungry look Santana is giving Rachel..

I like the animal way that you move
And when you talk, I just watch your mouth

Oh, I remember the way that we touched I wish I didn't like it so much,
I get so emotional, baby
Every time I think of you
I get so emotional, baby
Ain't it shocking what love can do?
I get so emotional….

Oh baby

Oh, oh yea!

When they finished, there was applause and cheering. Of course, because Rachel was amazing. Santana was all right. As I looked around, I realized that everyone else had noticed what I'd seen because they were very confused. Didn't Santana hate Rachel? That's what I thought. Or maybe I, and everyone else, didn't get the new memo. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. I turned and saw Finn, who had kicked down his chair. "Really, Rachel?!" He yelled and stormed out, knocking papers off the piano on his way out.

Rachel looked confused as she took her seat beside me. Santana, on the other hand, wore a smug look. I really need to talk with that girl. Mr. Schue stood up and walked to the front of the room. "Umm," he too looked confused. "Well, I-. I mean- that was-... lets give a hand for Rachel and Santana!" There was applause, but it wasn't as loud as before, so of course everyone received a glare from Satan. Everyone except Rachel. Mr. Schue still looked uncomfortable. "Ummm, great job you guys. Tina and Quinn will perform later today. So there's that... and there's only a few minutes left, so just talk, I guess. I'll go find Finn." He left, but the room stayed silent. I could tell everyone was staring at Rachel. But she either didn't care, didn't notice, or ignored it, because she turned to me. "So Quinn, how was I?" She asked, smiling excitedly. I tried to ignore the fact that everyone was totally eavesdropping and not even bothering to hide it. "You were amazing." I smiled at her as she soaked up my praise. "I know! Thanks!" And she hugged me again. I felt the burning warmth as I hugged her back. I noticed that the gleeks were still staring. "Ok, hold up, hold up," Santana started. Rachel pulled back to see what was going to happen. "Fabra-" the bell rang, interrupting her. Thank you, bell! I took advantage of everyone's silence and stillness. I jumped up and fast-walked out of there. Everyone was still in their seats, staring, and Santana looked super bitchy. "Bye, Rach, see you later," I called over my shoulder, not looking at her.

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