A/N: There is the rest of this day and then a small jump, about a week, to the party. Going to be from Quinn's POV for pretty obvious reasons (likes Rachel, one with the plan, ECT). Average length chapter but another big one in terms of the story.

I guess I kinda noticed something. I've kinda gone back on the whole 'taking time to build the relationship' thing. There are a lot of chapters (well a few anyway) but it's only taken the time space of 6 days. So, sorry 'bout that but I guess you'll get over it.

So keep on Reading and Reviewing, hope you like it.

As said before, Quinn's POV.

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When Quinn got home, she was really hungry. Santana had suggested that they eat something while they were at the mall but Quinn shot her down. She was guarding the dress they had chosen with her life and didn't want to have to put it down until she got home. She felt it was like a revealing Prom dress but it was soooo much more important.

This dress had a really big job; to convince a straight girl that she not only liked girls, but that she liked her tormentor, well, ex-tormentor and that was without Quinn saying a word. Big job for a dress, but Quinn had pulled out all the stops on it and was happy that it could do the job better than any other dress she already had or that was at the mall. And she would know because they went into nearly every store and only left the mall because it was supposed to be closing soon.

When Quinn got home she went straight to her room to put away her dress, it was basically her lifeline at this stage. After she hung it up, she went back downstairs to find something to eat. She found her mum sitting on the couch in the lounge room watching TV.

"Hi mum."

"Hi Quinnie. Did you have fun at Rachel's?" Judy asked, only vaguely interested.

"When last night?"

"No. Just now."

"I wasn't at her place, I went shopping with Santana." Quinn was slightly confused as to why her mum thought she was at Rachel's.

"Why did you think I was at Rachel's?" Quinn asked.

"You seem to be there more than here these last few days. But I guess it's a good thing. Rachel seems like a nice girl." Quinn opened her mouth to argue but found she had no retort. She had been at Rachel's house a lot that week, but she was happy by this fact.

"So what did you buy when you went shopping?" Judy asked.

"A dress. There is a party next week I'm going to so I thought I would buy a nice dress for it." When she was with Santana the word 'nice' wasn't exactly used to describe the dress. Things like 'hot' and 'sex on legs' were thrown around more.

"Don't get drunk." Her mum said sternly.

"Don't worry I won't. I'm looking out for someone to make sure nothing bad happens to them." Quinn reassured.

"Is this 'someone' Rachel?"Judy asked. She was a pretty sharp woman when she wasn't drunk.

"Maybe."Quinn mumbled.

"You had better be careful then. She seems like she will be tough to handle when she is drunk. From watching her sing she has a lot of energy." Judy warned.

"I'll try to find something to occupy her with." Like me, she wished. Quinn went into the kitchen. Not having enough energy to cook she just made herself a sandwich and went upstairs. She sat on her bed and ate her sandwich and thought about next week, fantasising about what could happen.

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Quinn spent the weekend texting Rachel. Rachel was going to go shopping for the party and didn't want Quinn seeing what she was going to buy. It was killing Quinn not knowing what the diva was going to wear, but felt it made them even as she had done the exact same thing.

Quinn spent the school week picking Rachel up for school in the mornings, sitting with her at lunch (with Santana and Brittany) and going to her house at the end of the day. Quinn even spent her classes thinking not-so-holy thoughts about Rachel. She hadn't slept in the same bed as the diva that week but it was probably the best, she felt she was becoming obsessed. One of Quinn's highlights of that week was when the Berry dads told her that they trusted her to take care of Rachel. It made her feel accepted.

When Friday rolled around Quinn was really excited. At the end of the day when she drove Rachel home, she promised to be back in two hours to pick her up for the party. Quinn drove home and began to get ready immediately. It was a big day so she would have to take her time getting ready.

First she took a shower just because she felt like it. Then she started on her hair. She was going to have it down and fairly untouched but she still needed to brush it and curl it in some places. When she was done she realised it had taken her an hour to just do that.

She went into her wardrobe and got her dress out. It was black and strapless and the bottom had many layers and was frilly. The dress showed off the very edge of her thigh and a small amount of cleavage. Quinn and Santana had chosen the dress because it left a lot to the imagination bet still showed more skin than was necessary. She put on her gold heels and with one more quick look in the mirror went downstairs.

She waited 10 minutes before going to her car. She drove to the Berry's house and sat in the car for a minute. She did one last quick makeup check and got out. When she reached the front door she became incredibly nervous. You can do it. Go get your girl. The little voice was back and Quinn realised now that it sounded incredibly a lot like Santana. Quinn pressed the door bell and heard lots of movement on the other side of the door. Leroy answered it.

"Hello Quinn. You look stunning. Rachel will be down in a minute, something about checking her hair. Maybe you should go up and help?" Leroy half-asked half-told her.

"Sure."

Quinn got to the top of the stairs and knocked on Rachel's door.

"It's open." Rachel called. Quinn opened the door to find Rachel standing in front of a mirror pushing her hair here and there. She was wearing a long yellow dress that flourished down the bottom and had a line of silver across the middle.

"Wow Rachel. You look beautiful. Thank you Quinn." Rachel turned around. After seeing Quinn her mouth dropped open.

"Quinn. You look...wow." Said Rachel who was clearly dumbstruck.

"I look wow?" Quinn asked. Rachel just nodded her head.

"Come on. We don't want to be late do we?"Even though she asked the question secretly Quinn did want to be late, but only if she could do what she really, really wanted to do to Rachel. They made their way downstairs and got into the car.

"Aren't you worried that someone might try to... you know?" I will just have to be careful, won't I?" She was a little worried by this but it was just another reason to avoid drinking.

When they reached the party it was already in full swing. There were cars everywhere and loud music was coming from the house. They saw a lot of people they knew and Quinn was mentally checking off the people to avoid. One of them was standing at the front door when they arrived.

"Hello Noah."Rachel said as they reached the door.

"Damn. You two are looking particularly stunning tonight. You don't have to put on that kind of dress to get me though Quinn."Quinn shot him a dirty look before he continued. "And hey, I thought you said you weren't coming together Quinn."Rachel turned to her.

"You said we weren't coming together?" Rachel asked.

"That's not what he meant Rach. He meant as a couple." Puck received dual death stares from both of the girls now.

"Okay, I'll see you guys later."Puck slipped inside. Rachel and Quinn followed him inside but turned and started talking to Santana when they found her.

"Okay Berry, a few rules for tonight. Quinn told me she's 'looking after you'," She laughed at her own pun, "but she can only do that if you follow these rules. One accept no drinks from Puck. Two accept no drinks from Brittany." Brittany appeared beside her.

"Get no whats from me?" She asked.

"Don't worry B. Rule three, you do what Q says. They are the main ones but if I come up with any later I will be sure to tell you."

"Okay" Was all the response Rachel gave her. Santana disappeared for a moment and came back with a red plastic cup.

"Here." She held the cup for Rachel to take. Rachel took it but seemed nervous.

"I didn't poison it." Santana offered.

"It's not that, it's just..." She trailed off. Quinn leaned over and whispered.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of you."In a low voice. Quinn thought it sounded pretty sexy but Rachel looked relieved all the same. She threw her head back and skulled the drink.

"RACHEL!" Quinn squealed.

"You said you would take care of me."

"That doesn't mean I can stop you from throwing you everything you have because you do stuff like that." Quinn was exasperated.

"New rule. No doing that."Santana said. Rachel just shrugged.

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A few hours later the party was still going strong. Rachel had had more than a few drinks and Quinn had had one or two.

"I wanna dance."Rachel stated then grabbed Quinn's hand and pulled her to the dance floor. They began dancing and Quinn had to focus not to pull Rachel into her body and grind into her. When the song finished Quinn was really hot. She took Rachel's hand and pulled her outside.

"It's too hot inside. We need to cool down a bit." She told Rachel who seemed happy to just go along for the ride. When they got outside they found a chair which Quinn sat on. Instead of sitting in the chair next to Quinn, Rachel just sat in Quinn's lap.

Quinn couldn't help herself, there was too much skin on skin contact and she was already turned on from the dancing. Quinn pushed herself up and took Rachel's lips in her own. She had been right in thinking it would be amazing. Rachel's lips were so soft and delicious.

Quinn realised what she was doing and pulled away. Rachel had heavily hooded eyes and a blank expression on her face. She looked speechless. Quinn felt her eyes begin to tear up. What did she just do? Rachel was drunk and probably had no idea what just happened. Quinn had taken advantage of her.

"Rachel I'm so sorry." Quinn choked out. Hearing her name seemed to wake Rachel up from her trance. She shook her head.

"Did you just kiss me?" She asked.

"Rachel I'm sorry." She began to back away towards the house.

"Quinn wait." Rachel called but Quinn was beyond waiting. She could feel the tears streaming down her face. She had just lost Rachel forever and she knew it. She needed to go home so she could cry.

"Whoa Q. What happened?" Santana asked.

"You need to take care of Rachel."Quinn managed to get out. She continued towards the front door.

"Okay. What happened?"

"I... I fucked up. She hates me now." Quinn opened her car door.

"Why what happened?"

"I kissed her. Please just... just make sure she stays safe."

"Okay I'll take her home now." Santana promised as Quinn began to drive. As Quinn drove she was fighting a losing battle against her tears. You can cry when you get to your room. She told herself. She got home opened the front door and ran to her room where she jumped onto her bed, buried her face in her pillows and let herself cry. Once or twice her mother came up to ask if she wanted to talk about it but Quinn just shouted at her to leave her alone.