smartblonde317 – It's not that Quinn is afraid Rachel will insult her body, it's that she herself is so uncomfortable with it, she would rather not be seen naked. Just basic high school girl insecurity.
Rachel heard birds singing and opened her eyes. She saw Quinn Fabray lightly breathing and felt her heart skip a beat. She had almost forgotten what had happened the previous night, but it suddenly came rushing back. Quinn's agreeing to experiment, them kissing, and Quinn not wanting to go any further. She smiled at the thought. She also remembered holding her hand before she fell asleep. That seemed so unlike her. She tried to quietly shift her weight and get up without waking Quinn. Quinn opened her eyes and rubbed them anyway.
"Morning." Quinn said, her voice slightly groggy. She smiled at Rachel.
"Good morning." Rachel said back, meekly smiling. She felt her heart patter at Quinn's sweet smile. "Breakfast should be ready in about…" Rachel looked at her pink bedazzled alarm clock "…ten minutes." It was a Saturday morning tradition for her dads to make breakfast.
"Do you know what we're having?" Quinn sat up and stretched.
"Not sure." Rachel looked at the carpet. For some reason she felt so awkward. Probably because her body had been pressed against Quinn's less than eight hours ago.
Rachel ran downstairs and saw her dads Stan and Bob laughing while plopping pancakes down of four different plates. Quinn came downstairs and greeted them.
They all sat at the table a couple of minutes later. Stan pushed up his glasses and placed a piece of sausage in his mouth.
"So…" he said cheerfully "-what did you girls do last night?" Rachel peered over at Quinn who was smirking a bit.
"We watched a movie." Rachel put a piece of food in her mouth.
"Which one?" Bob smiled at her.
"The one about the girl…" Rachel looked at Quinn. She was still smirking. "With the red hair, on her birthday."
"Sixteen Candles?" Stan gleamed.
"Um…" Rachel couldn't really remember the title.
"Yes." Quinn replied. "It's one of my favorites." She looked over at Rachel and winked.
"Have you ever seen The Breakfast Club?" Bob asked.
"Yes, of course!" Quinn chuckled while still holding her gaze on Rachel.
After breakfast, Quinn and Rachel walked outside.
"Well…" Quinn scratched her forehead. She wasn't sure what to say to Rachel. "I guess I'll see you soon?"
"Yeah." Rachel bit on her thumbnail. "Are you free this coming Friday?"
"Yeah. I'll be out of town for two weeks after that though. Summer camp." Quinn gave a small smile.
"You never put your hair up when you're not a cheerleader." Rachel spurted out. She had come up with that sentence last night. As a conversation starter. She said it now because she had no idea what to say.
Quinn placed her hand in front of her mouth and chuckled. "Yeah. It's kind of a cheerleader thing." She reached over for Rachel's hand and squeezed it. Rachel looked away and Quinn could tell she was blushing a little.
"So this Friday?" Rachel looked up.
"Sure." Quinn whispered. She felt like she wanted to kiss Rachel on the cheek, but knew she would probably turn away. She dropped Rachel's hand and waved bye. Rachel gave the usual smile she did when waving back to Quinn.
Quinn got in her car and looked at the front porch for Rachel. She had gone back in already. Quinn got on the road and started to feel odd. Her stomach felt queasy, like she needed to throw up. She realized it was because she was nervous for Friday night. Nervous of what might happen.