Quinn peered at the bonfire that was dying down. She sighed, wishing that camp was over already. She missed Rachel and after kissing Maggie, everything felt awkward. Counselor meetings, lunch, activities.
"Quinn." A small voice said. She looked up and saw Maggie staring at the ground and then the fire.
"Hey." She whispered. "Can I sit?" Maggie pointed at the space next to Quinn. "Yeah." Quinn scooted over a bit.
Maggie rubbed her hands together and looked over at Quinn. "Are we okay?" Quinn turned to look at her. "Yeah." She nodded.
"You know I'm not mad at you or anything." Maggie smiled. Quinn cringed a little on the inside, thinking back on the conversation her and Rachel had had during the school year. Maggie smiled. She then looked at her legs and clicked her nails together. "I actually liked kissing you." Quinn was suddenly reminded of Rachel the first night they kissed.
She stared at Maggie's lips. The color, the shape, all of it reminded her of Rachel.
She decided to see if she could convince herself it was Rachel. She leaned forward and kissed Maggie. Maggie made a weird breathing sound through her nose but leaned in.
Quinn thought of Rachel. Her eyes, her hair, her legs, her hands, and especially her lips. But it didn't work. It didn't feel like Rachel. Her body knew the person she was kissing wasn't.
"I can't…I can't do this." She leaned back. "I'm sorry." Her voice broke a bit and she shot Maggie a sympathetic smile. She got up, covering her mouth.
She walked up a trail and towards a cluster of trees, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Quinn Fabray was falling for Rachel Berry. Hard.