Rachel trotted up the stairs and went into her room. She sat at her vanity and looked into the mirror. She started brushing her hair out of habit while she thought of what had happened. She felt like it had been a dream. Her lips pressing against Quinn's, her grabbing one of Quinn's breast, and especially her fishing for Quinn's hand under the covers.
She jumped when she heard her phone ring. She picked it up and looked at the front screen. It was Finn.
"Hello?" She answered wearily.
"Hey." Finn replied. She could tell he had been working out by the way he was panting. "We're supposed to hang today, at my place, right?"
Rachel had almost forgotten. She had been so wrapped up with what had happened the previous night that she had forgotten a lot of what had gone on the past week.
"Oh. Yeah of course. I've been thinking about it all week." She tried to make her voice sound enthusiastic, but it came out nervous. Like she would blabber about the kiss.
"Oh." He laughed "…O.K., see you later on."
"What time?" Rachel wasn't sure where her planner was.
"You said 7, so I assumed you'll get here at six forty five." Finn chucked again. "Bye, Rach." She heard the other line click and breathed out. She was so stressed about the call. Stressed about if Finn would ever find out or not. Did it count as cheating if it was a girl?
Rachel popped in a Barbra CD and laid down on her bed. She wouldn't fall back to sleep, but it was a lot easier than trying to go on with her morning this stressed out.