A/N: Thank you for the reviews and all the favorites and alerts! I really do appreciate them. I made this chapter a little longer and I put some more time into it, so I hope you enjoy!
Rachel was done with her. As she got up, brushed off her skirt and began walking she started to feel a dread. She felt like for maybe a split second she would have someone, she realized now she wouldnt.
Quinn didnt care about anyone but herself. She liked to play games, and Rachel was not going to play Quinn's games. As she got farther, she started to hurt more. It felt like her chest was hollow.
Honestly what did she really expect from Quinn? And why did she go all the way to New York to do this? What was the point, this was no longer high school.
Rachel pushed down the feeling, she needed to be strong enough until she got back to her dorm. Then she would let it all out.
Finally making it to the building, she rushed inside and almost pushed one of the freshman girls to the floor because she wouldn't get out of the way talking about her new push up bra or something of the sorts.
The diva made it to her room, and slammed the door. Then the tears came. It wasn't unusual for Rachel to cry. Hell, she could cry at the drop of a hat. But this cry just seemed too real. The tears were pouring down her face in a cascade. Not going to stop any time soon.
She fell on her bed and stared at her ceiling as the tears kept falling. Why was Quinn doing this to her? Rachel thought she was over the blonde, thought she could forget about her. But here she was, in New York, and she wouldn't even talk to her.
She must have fell asleep sometime into the night because she woke up to her phone beeping. Looking at her digital clock it showed to be around midnight. Rachel opened her phone and squinted her eyes at the bright light.
When she saw there was a text, her heart sped up. Maybe it was Quinn. Looking closer at the screen she saw it was a text from Kurt. Disapointment filled her. Her best friend Kurt also lived in a dorm, they went to the same college but didn't get to spend much time together due to studies.
Kurt: Hey Rach, wanna come out tonight with me? We need to get out of this dorm. These boys are being extra barbaric these days, I need a break.
Rachel just smiled at his text. Maybe it would be good for her to get out, get her mind off of things. She sent back a quick reply.
Rachel: Sure, that actually sounds pretty fun. Meet me at my dorm. Like, now. I need you to help me pick out an outfit for us to go out.
She received a text back as soon as hers was sent.
Kurt: I already planned for that. I wasnt about to let you go out looking like a blind sunday school student. Ill be there in five.
She was sorta shocked but chuckled at it. The diva knew he was kidding, well mostly. She sat on her bed paitently waiting for Kurt to come.
About ten minutes later there was a knock on her door. Rachel leaped from her bed and opened it to reveal Kurt wearing a skin tight leather shirt, with a leather jacket, and leather, well everything.
"Wow Kurt you look..." "Fabulous? I know." He pushed past Rachel and was hauling a ton of clothes in his hands. "Kurt, I dont know if I will have time to try all this on," Rachel said worried. All thoughts of Quinn were out the window.
"I know, I was just getting a large selection for you. I managed to get the suit from Grease that you wore in high school, remember?" He asked holding up the full top to bottom leather suit.
How could she forget, that was a nightmare trying to impress Finn. She just shook her head, "lets go with something else." Kurt just shrugged, "alright."
She scanned over the rest of the items. Finally, she found something. It was a deep blue shirt, with a light brown long skirt that fit just above the shirt. She also found her favorite beanie in the pile in which Rachel didn't know how that would have gotten into Kurt's pile.
After putting on the clothes Kurt seemed pleased. "You look fabulous, Rach," he sad smiling. And for once, she did feel fabulous. Maybe she didn't need anyone.
"So, I thought we could go to one of those clubs just for NYADA students." Kurt suggested as they were standing in the hall and Rachel was locking the door. "That would be fun, but Kurt, isnt what your wearing...Like, not really appropriate for a NYADA club?"
Kurt just stared at Rachel for a second. "You obviously dont understand fashion. Leather is all the rage in New York right now Rach." he said she just rolled her eyes, "oh, alright."
The diva linked arms with her best friend as they walked through the streets of their beautiful home, New York. The place they always dreamed they would be. The shining lights and broadway would never get old to Rachel. She was meant to be here.
The duo decided to walk to this club instead of taking a taxi, so they could enjoy the view. As they made it to the club they could hear music blasting. Not recorded music, live people singing. Rachel forgot they did that. Maybe she could do that, sing.
As Kurt and the diva walked into the club, they were checked for their student ID's and were then let in. Kurt pulled her over to a bar stool. "Rachel! We should go sing a song together!" he said in excitement, looking over at the people who began to walk off the stage.
They watched a couple more people get up and sing, do duets, love songs. Then it was their turn. As the diva made it up to the stage with Kurt she felt all eyes on her. Then she saw her. Quinn was actually here.
She was just sitting there staring at her, sitting on a chair in an empty table close to the stage. Wearing a grey cardigan and brown pants along with a grey shirt. She looked amazing, Rachel thought. Wait, no. she was so over this. She looked over at Kurt to see him equally shocked.
Quinn just smirked, and got on stage. "Excuse me lady lady face," and with that she shooed Kurt off the stage. He just grumbled as he walked down the steps.
The diva just stared at her, "You really wanna do this?" she could feel her anger already starting to rise as she clenched her fists. Quinn again, just smirked. "Bring it."
Rachel did her signature hair flip, grabbed a mike and tuned in a song. She started to sing
You, change your mind, like a girl changes clothes.
Yeah you, PMS, like a bitch, I would know,
Rachel emphasised 'bitch' and looked over at Quinn.
Quinn's eyes narrowed and she grabbed a mike.
Well you're a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
She belted out, the girls started to circle each other, then Rachel began again
Cus you're hot then you're cold, you're yes then you're no. You're in then you're out, you're up then your down. Do you really wanna stay, no?
She said this part while staring right into Quinn's eyes. Something seemed to change in them, they seemed to soften. Realization maybe?
Rachel belted out the last lyrics while Quinn sung quietein the background. Rachel's face was hot. Probably from all the singing.
As she was walking off the stage toward Kurt she felt a hand wrap around her wrist and she was turned around to see Quinn.
"What do you want." Rachel growled out, forcing her hand away. Quinn's eyes darkened. "What the hell was that on stage? That song? I mean really, Katy Perry?" she said with the roll of her eyes.
Rachel was starting to get very mad. Quinn was judging her because of her song choices when there was more important subjects to talk about?
"How about we start why you're here, Quinn. Why you are still in New York, and why you kissed me then ran away!" Rachel practically yelled, breathless.
Quinn didn't say anything for a long moment. "I, I just. Rach, I." for once, it was her stumbling over her words. "I am, i'm so sorry Rachel. I just, I dont know how to feel. I have never had these feeling before. I dont know how to act or feel about this. Ive never liked...girls."
The fact that Rachel was the first girl that Quinn liked was flattering. She sighed, "Quinn, why couldn't you have just told me this before? You could have explained it all to me. I would have been there for you, you know that."
The blonde glanced down at the floor, her long curls falling around her face. Rachel took a leap of faith and grabbed Quinn's chin and tilted it to look at her.
"Tell me what you want Quinn. No more games." Rachel was dead serious. No more games for her. She wanted the blonde and she was sure she wanted her too.
Rachel didn't even care that the crowd was no staring at them or that Kurt's face was showing how shocked she was. All she cared about was getting this answer.
"I applied to NYADA, Rach. I go here now." she muttered out. That was it for Rachel, that was all she needed to hear.
Rachel smashed her lips on Quinn's and the blonde instantly kissed back. People were literally starting to applaud them, Rachel smiled into the kiss.
After a second Quinn pulled away, her lips puffy and red. "Wow, that was something." she got out breathless.
"indeed, it was." Rachel said with a small smirk. Kurt still looked super confused, but Rachel would explain things to him later. Right now, the diva needed to get things settled with one certain blonde.