Well this is awkward. I've disappeared once again but I didn't mean to, I had full intentions of updating along time ago. I started writing this chapter and planned to finish it like end of January/ start of February but life and school kept getting in the way. Also each time I stop, I'd have to start and thinking of a sentence to write first is like the hardest thing for me to do so I spent time doing that too. Anyway, sorry for disappearing and if you don't remember what happened in the story it's not just you, I had to refresh my memory. So... Enjoy or at least humor me.

Rachel POV

I step inside and am instantly greeted by my Dad.

"Hey honey. How was your day?"

"It was..." peculiar, in-commensurable, eventful, unexpected, surprising, "different." I settle on saying.

"Different?" He asks.

"Yeah, different." I reply offhandedly with a small smile and a satisfied sigh.

I hear him chuckle as I make my way to my room. I plop down on my bed face first and let out a big grin into it. I flip over onto my back and sigh.

Today was a game changer; the start of a new chapter in my book, in many books. Becoming Quinn's friend and Santana's and Brittany's too, since they come in the package, is something that I wouldn't even allow myself to dream and now it's my reality. Learning of Quinn Fabray from herself instead of the glances I get through 'hazel windows'. Today was definitely different, wonderfully so. It wasn't all good, recalling that I was slusheed twice but I wouldn't change it for the world.

My phone brings me back when it vibrates

Hey, is this a bad time?

-Noah.

Hey. No, I just got home.

-Rach

I look over at the clock and see that it's been over half an hour.

Good, I wouldn't want to cock-block. How was it? I don't have to kick anyone's ass, do I?

-Noah

I read his message then think back to Dave.

Ignoring your first statement. It was great. I'm getting to be close to someone I've always wanted to know. And no everything's fine and taken care of.

-Rach

It better be. So you're like, living the dream and I'm guessing that she acts different than how she does in school. Also the first statement was the most important.

-Noah

She's a different person outside of school. She's herself.

-Rach

Good to hear. Still be careful though.

-Noah

I wouldn't say he's worrying about nothing, but I still can't help but smile at the fact.

There's a knock on my door and I look up to see my Dad.

"Dinner's ready."

"Okay I'll be right down." I say while getting up.

Yeah, I know.

-Rach

+_+()~_~

I travel downstairs to find daddy conversing with dad. They notice me as I get to the final step and smile at me. We eat in silence until it is broken when Daddy speaks up.

"Your Dad told me you had a 'different' day today." He says.

"Yes, I did." I reply

The room fell back into silence and Dad and Daddy exchange looks.

"Are you okay honey?"

"Yes. Why?"

"You'd normally elaborate and tell us about it but your responses were almost monosyllabic."

"Sorry, I'm fine. I'm just not sure what to say."

"Can you imagine that?" Daddy whispers to Dad.

"It must have been one hell of a day." Dad replies jokingly.

I excuse myself from the table after I finish eating and head back to my room.

I once again lie on my bed and unconsciously will tomorrow to come.

~_~()-_-

Tomorrow meets me pacing back and forth in my room while having a heated debate/ argument with myself.

What am I going to wear?!

Really?

Yes!

And you are panicking because you don't know what to wear, to school.

Yes! Wait, no. Quinn's taking me to school.

And?

Can you be any less enthusiastic?

Yes, you should try it. It's not like she hasn't seen what you wear to school before so it doesn't really matter.

It does. I'm sure it can be agreed that Quinn would look good in anything-

Or lack thereof.

And I want to at least try to be on her level.

And how has panicking helped?

Your sarcasm and condescending tone isn't helping either.

Okay fine. How about a black tank top and a jacket, black skinny jeans and some high tops.

Are you sure that's good enough.

Yeah. Or you can wear one of your insanely short skirts, I'm sure everyone would appreciate that.

I think I need to stay away from Noah a little, my inner voice is starting to sound like him.

Just wear what I told you, okay.

Okay.

This is the point in time when my dad decides to enter the room.

"Were you at war with your closet?"

"No, I was just.. uh.. sorting some clothes."

He gives me a weird look but doesn't really say anything about it. "I was just checking on you because normally you'd be down by now."

"I'll be down in a second just let me finish getting ready."

"Would you like me to make you some breakfast?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

-_-()O.o''

"Rachel, can you please stop." Daddy says.

"Pardon?" I reply confused as to what he was referring too.

"Your leg honey, it's very distracting." Dad clarifies.

I look down to see that my leg is bouncing up and down.

"Sorry." I say as I put a stop to it.

"Anxious, nervous?"

"It's nothing, I just-" I'm thankful that my words are cut off by a horn because I really didn't know what to say. "I have to go. Bye."

"Have a nice day at school." They call after me as I leave.

I quickly cross the space between the front door and Quinn's parked car, hopping in and giving a chipper "Good morning."

"Morning." She surprisingly replies just as happily. "Sorry, I would have messaged you when I was coming but I don't have your number." She says as she starts her car.

Is she just being courteous. Does she want my number? Should I give it to her? What? Of course I should. Clearly I'm over thinking this.

"That's fine, I wasn't waiting long." I reply

"Can I get your number... just in case, you know, for next time?"

Not trusting my voice to come out normally I open my hand out to her. Technically you can't blame me she just said there would be a next time.

She watches my hand then realization crosses her face and she hands me her phone. I quickly punch my number in, save it and hand it back to her.

"Thanks." She says.

Quinn POV

We get to school and I pull into the nearest open spot to her car, which is about two spots away and hop out.

"Thanks for the ride." She says.

"No problem, it was my pleasure." I reply. "You look good by the way... not that you don't normally look good in your usual clothes... but these look good on you too... you know what I mean right?"

"Yes, I know what you mean." She says with laugh and a slight blush. "Thanks."

We stand there in silence for a little while before she breaks it.

"I'm going to go check on my car." She says then walks away.

"Points off for being a bumbling mess." Santana says as she appears next to me with Brittany drawing my attention away from Rachel.

"Morning Quinn!" Brittany says.

"Morning to you too, Santana." I say sarcastically "Morning Brittany. You know it's bad manners to eavesdrop."

"Yeah, and?"

"That's right, you still do it anyway."

"Exactly." She shrugs. "There's no stopping me."

"Hey guys." Rachel says as she returns from her car.

"Hey." Brittany and Santana reply.

"Everything's good?" I ask.

"Yeah." She replies and we head into the school.

"You look hot today Rachel." Brittany says.

"Yeah and kinda bad-ass, but nowhere near as bad-ass as me." Santana says.

"Thanks... I guess?" Rachel replies.

"But seriously I speak for all of us when I say your look is definitely being appreciated " Santana adds and glances at me.

We enter the building and it seems that yesterday's hype has died down a bit, or at least some people aren't phased by the entry with our new addition.

"Q, Britt and I are going to take a detour, meet you by our lockers." Santana says, not waiting for a reply before leaving with Brittany.

Rachel looks at me questioningly and all I can do I shrug. "Walk you to your locker?"

I ask.

"Sure." She replies.

We walk in silence ignoring the whispers and stares that are slowly increasing as people realize that Rachel has currently changed her look.

"Thanks." Rachel says as we reach her locker.

"No problem." I reply then I spot Kurt heading over. "I'll see you later."

"Later."

Rachel POV

Quinn turns around and heads down the corridor.

"Hello Rachel." Kurt says as he stops beside me.

"Hello Kurt."

He begins to talk but I get distracted when my phone vibrates and reveals a message from Quinn when I open it.

Now you have my number, don't hesitate to call or text me, Quinn. Enjoy your day. :)

-Unknown Number

I smile breaks onto my face and I look up spotting her just before she rounds the corner. For some reason I can't help but find it adorable how she used a smiley face.

"Rachel." Kurt says waving his hand in front of my face.

"Yes." I reply, quickly messaging Quinn and saving her number before I turn my attention back to him.

I won't, thanks. :)

-Rachel

"Did you even hear a word I said?" He asks.

"Of course I did." I reply

"After I said hello." He states.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

"Never-mind, it isn't important. So how are things with you and Quinn?" He asks.

"You know it's only been a day, right." I say.

"Anything can happen in a day."

"So by tomorrow I'll be able to shoot fire balls from my hands?"

He shrugs. "Possibly."

I open my locker, placing my books inside. "You sound like you know something."

"Well it seems Rachel Berry was spotted in the bleachers yesterday during cheerios practice. She was also spotted arriving with Quinn Fabray."

"I find it weirdly creepy that, that happened like five minutes ago and you already know."

"News travels faster than you can walk, and you still haven't answered the question."

"Good, we hung out and talked. She offered me a ride to school."

"Progress!"

"You mean friendship." I say and close my locker.

"I know what I mean and I-"

His sentence is cut short when an awkward looking nervous Dave Karofsky stops in front of us. Time passes with no one saying anything so I decide to speak up.

"Is there something we can help you with Dave?"

Another moment passes before he looks around then back at us.

"Look, I know this is going to sound weird but I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" Kurt says slightly taken back.

"I know it comes as a surprise but I really mean it, it's just taken a little" he hesitates for a second then continues "push for me to say it. I know I've been a douche and a jerk to guys, throwing slushies in your faces, 'accidentally' pushing you aside and into lockers, calling you names and other stuff. You guys are good people that don't and didn't deserve it, for that I am sorry." He says then quickly walks off.

Even though I knew it was coming I was still caught by surprise. Truthfully I was expecting some half assed apology but that, that was nothing if not sincere. The look in his eye was way too real for that to be a lie.

"Did Dave Karofsky just apologize to us... in public... in school... in the hallway?"

"Yeah."

"For how he was acting up until yesterday?"

"Pretty much."

"Okay, just checking to make sure I didn't imagine it."

"Nope, it was all real." I say then shrug and repeat his words. "Anything can happen in a day."

"God, I hope you don't actually start shooting fireballs from your hands."

"I hope not because I was only kidding, it sounds extremely dangerous. Why do you think Dave would always target us?"

"It's high school people are insecure and just want to fit in. You pick on the people that are different to make yourself feel better or at least distract yourself from your own problems."

"Spoken like a wise man."

"Oh shut up. Let's head to class."

I'll try not to disappear again but I'm not making any promises cause I take those things very seriously and rather not break one. Till next time :D. P.S. The cover page was a random drawing thing from one of my less fun classes.