Cassandra woke up with a smile on her face when her alarm went off, because Rachel still had her arm around Cassandra's waist. She knew Rachel was awake, when Rachel moved closer and groaned after she had turned of the alarm.

"Rachel." Rachel didn't move. "Rachel, you know I've to get up." She spoke with a very soft voice.

"I know." And Rachel sounded more grumpy. "But I don't want you to go." Cassandra had to smile, she gave Rachel a kiss on the forehead and pushed her arm back.

"Me neither." Cassandra stretched and stood up, she walked into the bathroom and got ready to leave. "There's still money on the table, if you need anything." Cassandra was back in the bedroom.

"I saw that yesterday. But for what?"

"I don't know, in case you get bored or something and I don't have vegan food in the house."

"Bored? Seriously?" Rachel pointed to the small stack of books she had put on the nightstand.

"Whatever, you need to eat though. I have to go now."

"I hate this thing." She pointed to her foot.

"You had it only for two days."

"I hate it anyway." Cassandra laughed and walked over to Rachel to give her a goodbye kiss.

"See you later." Rachel just grumbled. Cassandra got ready and left the apartment. This day was better than yesterday, for her and for the students. Cassandra wasn't as mean as yesterday, in fact she was nice to her standards.

She hasn't realized it, until after her second class, when students giggled in her class and when she walked through the halls and here and there, students looked at her. Cassandra disliked it, she wanted her student anxious around her and she had her way to make happen, so, that's what she did in her next class and was happy with the results. Students avoided her again.

When she walked through the halls again, nobody dared to look at her and she liked it. Just before everybody had to go back to class and most of the students were at their lockers, she saw Brody talking to Rachel. This irritated Cassandra, she stopped walking and some student bumped into her. He totally freaked out, said something about being sorry and walked away. She missed the opportunity to glare at him or say anything, because she just stared at Rachel. When the boy was gone, Brody noticed her staring and said something to Rachel. Cassandra walked towards them.

"You. My class. Now." And left.

"Oh wow, she sounds pissed. I'm sorry that you missed her earlier today." Brody looked after Cassandra.

"Why?"

"I've never seen her so... She was nice...it was freaky." He stumbled a little for the right words. "She seems pissed, you should go."

"I see you later."

"Yea, get well." He smiled at her and left for the opposite direction, when she followed Cassandra. Rachel opened the door to Cassandra's class room and walked in.

"Miss July?" Other students passed Rachel.

"Out!" And the students passed Rachel again, so did Cassandra, but just to close the door. Rachel stood just a few steps inside the room. "What are you doing here?" Cassandra walked back to Rachel.

"I wanted to get my homework and catch up on my subjects." Cassandra just had to roll her eyes.

"What kind of student are you?"

"I don't know." Rachel wasn't sure what she was supposed to answer. "Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?"

"Yah, but nobody does."

"What kind of students are they?" They were silent for a moment, Cassandra was trying to figure out a way to leave and Rachel was trying not to kiss Cassandra.

"I've an idea."

"What is it?"

"Just play along." Cassandra smirked and walked towards the door. She opened it and glared at here students, who were waiting outside. "Get lost!" Cassandra turned around to Rachel. "You too!" And then Cassandra walked away. Rachel looked confused, just like everybody else.

They looked after Cassandra and then to Rachel, before they walked towards the opposite direction Cassandra was going. Rachel stood there a moment longer than the others, waited for them to leave, and followed Cassandra. She didn't know where Cassandra had gone, so she just walked out of the building. Cassandra was waiting outside.

"What was that?"

"I needed a reason to leave."

"And what would that be?" Cassandra smirked when Rachel came closer.

"I'm pretty sure they assume we had an argument and that I was very upset."

"Why would you do that?"

"I wanted to leave."

"That's a good reason to yell at your students." Cassandra ignored the sarcasm in Rachel's comment.

"I know. Have you been shopping yet?"

"Shopping?"

"I take that as a no. We need vegan food remember?" Rachel shook her head, but smiled and they walked towards the next grocery store.

"You know, you can not just skip the class for me?" They were walking down the street, but it bothered Rachel.

"I think I just did."

"I'm serious." Rachel looked a little angry.

"I know, but I can."

"You'll get fired!"

"I might." Cassandra didn't seem to take the subject as serious as Rachel does. Rachel stopped walking.

"What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Cassandra looked baffled.

"Yes!"

"What do you mean?" For some reason Rachel got even more angry.

"Why should you risk loosing your job just to go grocery shopping with me?"

"First of all, stop yelling at me-"

"I'm not!"

"-yes, you are and secondly, I don't care about my job." Rachel opened her mouth to say something, but was speechless and closed it again. "I mean, I like to tease my students, but..." She tried a moment to find the words. "I don't know, that's all."

"I don't get it." Rachel continued walking down the streets.

"Oh come on Rachel, why are you so upset about this?" She quickly followed up on Rachel.

"How can you do something, every day, without caring? How can you teach something without the passion you get when you do something you really want to do?" They arrived at the store and Cassandra took a cart.

"Alright, I see your point, but it's not that easy." Rachel walked next to Cassandra and they walked to the vegetables. "The reason I can do this job is, I have the passion, probably more than any other dance teacher. I mean I love dancing, I was on Broadway, but the pressure was too much and I failed."

"I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"You don't need to be and I don't want you to be, it happened. I can't change it, neither can you nor anybody else. Anyway, I don't know what you eat, so you have to choose." Rachel was a little startled by the sudden change of the issue, but she didn't want to continue to hit Cassandra's soft spot.

"Uh, well, whatever. I eat almost everything." Cassandra laughed out loud when Rachel said that, while she looked over all the vegetables.

"Ya right. You eat almost nothing." Cassandra was still chuckling. Rachel didn't mind and put some vegetables into the cart. She put her crutches in and took over the cart, lead the way though the store and filled half of the cart with groceries.

"I didn't know there was so much stuff you actually can eat."

"Well, actually, I can eat anything I want. I just chose otherwise." Rachel seemed to have this certain look on her face, like she was about to give Cassandra a speech, about vegan lifestyle.

"Don't even start, I won't get it anyway." Cassandra smirked, because Rachel frowned a little. "Do you need anything else?" One look into that cart and Cassandra knew she needed a lot of other stuff, but she wanted to get home. "I can eat this stuff, right?"

"Don't sound like that." She smiled. "I'm fine, we can go pay." They left the store, after they paid, Cassandra did once Rachel lost the argument by being slower than Cassandra to pay.

"I'm not gonna walk home, or take the subway." Cassandra answered Rachel's look, before Rachel actually could ask.

They took a cab and sat in silence while driving, mostly, because Cassandra was watching Rachel, wanting to kiss her and Rachel thinking about their conversation earlier. When they arrived Cassandra checked for her mail and followed Rachel to the elevator and on her floor.

Cassandra was taken aback when Rachel got the keys out of her pocket and opened the door, but Rachel must have noticed it.

"What is it?" She looked concerned.

"It's nothing." Cassandra smiled and waited for Rachel to walk inside and when she didn't Cassandra walked in first. She lied to Rachel. It was a big deal for her, that Rachel had the keys to her apartment.

Yes, it was just in case Rachel left the apartment, while she was working, but Rachel accepted it. Cassandra walked into the kitchen and put the bags down. Since Cassandra didn't use her kitchen usually, she didn´t know where to put all the weird stuff Rachel bought. She didn't even know what some of it was. Rachel had closed the door and followed Cassandra into the kitchen. "You want to cook?"

"I'd love to!" Rachel sounded really enthusiastic.

"Alright, do you want me to put this-" Cassandra pointed to the two bags. "Somewhere?"

"I'll take care of that. You want to help me?" Rachel stopped the urge to laugh about Cassandra's grimace. "I see."

"Alright. What do you want me to do?" Cassandra did not seem interested at all, she seemed bored, but that she was still willing to help Rachel, made Rachel smile very happily.

"Come here..." It was in tone that Cassandra wasn't prepared for, which made her look immediately at Rachel. She walked over to her, wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist and kissed her.

During the kiss, Rachel slid her fingers through Cassandra's hair and almost didn't realize it when Cassandra lifted her up and sat her on the kitchen. It took her a lot of willpower to stop it. "Okay, okay...you can, I don't know. Do something else." Cassandra looked confused and even a little offended when Rachel pushed her away to stop. "I'll never be able to cook with you around." It was not possible for Rachel to not roll her eyes when Cassandra dropped her jaw and actually pretended to be upset. "You don't want to help me anyway!"

"Alright..." She turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

"Need a little distraction?"

"Actually I need you to get me down please." This time it was Cassandra's turn to roll her eyes, but she helped Rachel anyway and had a hard time not to kiss Rachel again. "Thank you. You can leave now." And she did. Cassandra walked into the living room, trying to distract herself, but she heard Rachel and smelled the food and had absolutely no idea what to do.

TV was never really her thing and she couldn't read, because she wasn't able to concentrate on what she was reading. There was absolutely nothing to do for her, and because she didn't want to interrupt Rachel again, and risk of getting kicked out of her own kitchen again, she walked upstairs, changed quickly into something more comfortable and turned the music on.

Cassandra liked the song, she stretched before she practiced alone, but it didn't matter to her that she was alone, she liked to have some time to herself and lost track of time. It must have been at least thirty minutes, before Cassandra heard Rachel's voice, but she stopped only after the song that was playing now. Downstairs, Rachel struggled with setting the plates, she'd managed everything else, actually it wasn't that hard, she just couldn't walk around as easily.

"Wow, that smells amazing." Cassandra looked surprised.

"Thank you." Flushing a little, Rachel just stood there and did nothing when Cassandra walked over to her and looked into the pots.

"It smells good, but what is it?" Cassandra gave it another suspicious look and was about to taste it, but Rachel stopped her.

"Whoa! What are you doing?"

"I was going to taste it."

"No, you're not. You can set the plates on the table and then we can eat." It looked like Cassandra was frozen, because she frowned and then stood there for at least fifteen seconds before she moved again to set the table.

Rachel just had to chuckle a bit, it seemed like Cassandra had tried to intimidate her.

"Alright, can I eat now?"

"Gosh, you're worse than a child."

"Whatever, I'm starving." It was true, usually she didn't eat much, but the smell of whatever Rachel had cooked made her hungry.

"Okay, okay." They served themselves and ate. It smelled great and it looked great too, but since Cassandra didn't know what it was she hesitated for a moment and watched Rachel with consciousness. It looked stupid and it probably was, but only after Rachel ate a little Cassandra began to eat.

"Great, I'll never have to order again."

"Wh-whoa what?" Rachel was startled.

"You're a great cook."

"I'm glad you like it, but-"

"I was kidding, I'm not gonna hire you as my chef." Cassandra smirked. "But really. It's great what is it? I mean I think I know what it is, but usually there's meat in it."

"It's vegan chili with meat substitute."

"Aha. You know you could have just said 'chili'."

"I'm glad you like it. Usually I don't use the meat substitute, but I figured you'd notice something missing." Rachel stood up and Cassandra saw that she wanted to clean up the kitchen.

"I'll do it."

"What?"

"Clean up."

"Uh,-"

"Didn't you want to do your homework? Exactly." There was no chance Rachel could win this argument, so she left.

"Thank you."

"You can thank me later." Rachel wasn't sure how she should take it, because Cassandra had a certain look on her face that she couldn't really categorize. It wasn´t weird anymore to be alone in Cassandra's apartment, she'd spent the whole day alone, Rachel just finished the book she was reading.

Right now she wanted to read another book, but since she used the excuse, that she wanted to do her homework, to go to school she actually had to do it. Actually, Rachel never had a problem with studying, because despite the bullying in school, she liked to go to school.

Today it was different, she couldn't concentrate. About five minutes later, after reading the exercise, she was supposed to do, over and over and not getting it, because she kept thinking what she and Cassandra could do instead of homework and cleaning the kitchen, Rachel gave up and closed the book with a bang.

"I don't think you're done." Rachel hasn't heard that Cassandra was finished in the kitchen and stood behind her, but when Cassandra said it she somehow felt caught.

"I...uh."

"Ajax called me." She was so relieved that Cassandra changed the subject. "Don't you want to know what he said?"

"Yes, of course."

"He asked us out for dinner."

"Tonight?"

"Yah."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that it wasn't good tonight, but that I'll ask you anyway. I thought maybe you want to go."

"And you don't?"

"Nope, but you can."

"I don't want to go to dinner with your brother without you."

"Because he flirted with you, before he knew you were with me?"

"No, I still wouldn't want to, even if he hadn't." Cassandra seemed very pleased with this answer, she sat on the couch next to Rachel.

"I'll tell him that it's not a good time tonight. I know him and he won't leave us alone until we did it, that means I've to tell him when it would be a good time."

"You want me to decide when?"

"Yes." It came out of her mouth like it was the most normal thing and awkward for Rachel to ask.

"I don't know. He's your brother."

"If you don't want to meet him, just tell me."

"No! No, I'd love to meet your sib- brother, just say something and I'm sure I make no other plans."

"Sib-...lings?" Rachel was already embarrassed, that she almost said it and had hoped Cassandra didn't notice, but obviously she did. Cassandra sat more comfortable, with her feet upon the couch and Rachel leaned into her.

"I mean Ajax."

"No, you don't." She said it rather amused than corrective. "You can meet them if you want to."

"Really?" Rachel made big eyes and smiled, she was surprised Cassandra offered to introduce her to her family.

"Gotcha! You shouldn't sound so joyful when you're pretending that you don't want to."

"You tricked me." She put a hand on Rachel's leg, so she quickly forgot.

"Yes, I did, but I meant it. You can meet them, Daria lives in New York and Bacchus in Boston, but he's quite often in New York. We should take a little more time though, before you meet him."

"Why?"

"He's...more complicated than the others. He's more like my father." It looked like it was a complicated topic, so Rachel didn´t want to push it too far.

"But your father likes me?"

"Touché."

"But I think you're right. We should wait. I mean, I guess it would be weird to introduce you to my dads already."

"I think, you'll have to struggle with that anyway, doesn't matter how long we've been together."

"Why?"

"I don't think parents want their children to date their teachers."

"Oh." Rachel looked like she hadn't thought about that.

"You're so sweet."

"I, uh, do you even want to meet my dads?"

"Yes."

"Really?" She wasn't sure whether Cassandra was telling the truth or not.

"Yes."

"Okay."

"Okay?" Rachel just shrugged.

"Okay what? You want me to meet your parents too or you just acknowledge that I'd like to meet them?"

"Both I think." Rachel wasn't sure how she's going to tell her dads, but she wanted to. Eventually.

"Tell you what, you can meet Daria if you want, I'm sure she would want to meet you too, and about Bacchus I'd say we wait a couple of weeks and your parents, I don't know, when you think it's the right time for us to meet."

"Weeks?"

"Rachel, this, I mean us, it hasn't even been one week."

"Best week ever." Cassandra had to smile, because it was the best week, in a long time, for her too.

"When do you want to meet Daria?"

"I, uh, maybe you ask her first? We don't even know if she wants to meet me."

"She wants to."

"How do you know?"

"She's my sister, I just know." Rachel gave her a suspicious look. "You want me to call her?" It was a dare.

"No." And that was a lie.

"Alright." Cassandra stood up, walked into the kitchen and got her phone. She returned into the living room and saw that Rachel was watching her with mistrust, which made Cassandra smirk.

"You won't do that."

"Well." Cassandra walked towards Rachel, put her phone on the table and kissed her, she always liked to kiss Rachel, but she intended something else than her own contentment. While Rachel steadied her breath after the kiss, Cassandra took her crutches and phone and limped a few steps away with them.

"You distracted me to steal my crutches?"

"Yes."

"That's awful. You stole a person her crutches." Cassandra just rolled her eyes with a smirk and dialed Daria's number. "You can't do that!" Rachel raised her voice and she tried to stand up, without her crutches, but she struggled.

"Obviously I can, maybe you want to stop yelling, because when she's picking up the phone and you keep yelling, well, that would make kind of bad first impression." And Rachel stopped, she closed her mouth and frowned. "When do you want to meet her?" Rachel didn't answer and Cassandra had to laugh a little, but suddenly stopped.

"Hi Daria." Rachel heard Daria answering the phone and her breath got unsteady again. "Yes, me too." It was weird not o know what Daria said on the phone, because she was talking for a few moments and Cassandra laughed now and then. "That's great! ... Yea ... Yes there is." Cassandra looked at Rachel and smiled very happily, it seemed that the conversation involve Rachel, which made her eager to know what was said. "She is." Now, she knew they were talking about her.

"It's great and I want you to meet her if you want to." Rachel heard her screaming on the other end of the phone. "Alright, alright. When ? ... Seriously? ... I guess. ... Yes, she does. ... I do. ... Perfect. I see you then... Love you too." Cassandra hung up with a smile. Rachel was a little startled seeing Cassandra being so nice, she has been nice to Rachel this week, but before Rachel thought Cassandra was some kind of loner without family and friends. Rachel was ashamed of herself. Cassandra limped back to Rachel sat down and gave her the crutches.

"Thank you."

"What did she say?"

"She'd love to meet you."

"That's all?" She sat back next to Rachel.

"Yes." Cassandra didn't give anything away, which was frustrating.

"Are you kidding me? You were talking for almost ten minutes!"

"No I'm not. You want to watch TV?" Cassandra smirked the whole time, she knew what she's doing to Rachel, but it was too much fun to stop.

"No! I don't!"

"Stop yelling."

"Then tell me!"

"I'll punish you with silence."

"Are you kidding me?" Cassandra stood up.

"Are you comfortable?"

"What?" It was irritating for a moment, because Cassandra kept smirking and was now asking weird questions.

"Do you need something? Anything?"

"Yes!"

"What?"

"I need you to tell me!" She gave Rachel a kiss and walked to one of her bookshelf.

"What are you doing?" Cassandra didn't answer, she picked out a book and gave it to Rachel.

"What's that?"

"It's a good book, maybe you want to read it. I'll go upstairs now, because you annoy me right now, even though you're adorable when you're upset, and practice a little, while you can calm down." Rachel's jaw just dropped, when she watched Cassandra actually going upstairs.

Rachel wasn't mad and Cassandra knew it, but she was upset that Cassandra didn't tell her. She didn't want to meet Daria, but she wanted to know what they were talking about her. She knew she couldn't follow Cassandra upstairs, that's why she laid down on the couch and gave the book a shot.

She could hear the music that Cassandra had turned on and liked the song. Cassandra was right, Rachel liked the book, but she missed dancing and after a while, Rachel had only read the first two chapters, she fell asleep.

The doorbell rang and it made her almost jump up. She wanted to go open the door, but she thought it wasn't her home and Cassandra was there, so she could do it herself.

After a few seconds Cassandra came down slowly and Rachel quickly checked her hair. "Why didn't you open it?"

"I'm sure it's for you." She said it in a sarcastic tone, but Rachel was just glad she didn't notice that she had fallen asleep.

"Probably, but you could've answered. Are you still mad that I stole your crutches?" Cassandra looked sorry and Rachel couldn't be upset with her anymore.

"No." It rang again and Cassandra opened the door.

"Hi."

"Hey. Come in." Rachel saw them hugging, and a woman walked in after they've hugged each other. Cassandra turned to Rachel and Rachel's jaw dropped, but she composed herself quickly.

"Rachel, this is Daria, Daria Rachel."