A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up, but I had people talking to me on Skype almost the entire time I was trying to write this and I wanted to get it right. I mean seriously, at one stage it took me 20 minutes to write 86 words.
Initially this and the start of the next chapter were just going to be one big chapter but in order to get this up today, I split it off. Next chapter should be up Wednesday.
As always Read and Review, even if the only one that does consistently is Caseyrn, which again is greatly appreciated, but it would be good in I got more people like Raelynne who tell me to hurry up and move along with the fic. That's the kind of thing I want to be able to gauge with your reviews.
Quinn POV, but there will be no spoilers to what is going to happen on the date. I just feel like I've lost touch with Quinn after all of these Rachel chapters.
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Quinn woke up a little earlier than she normally did on Friday's. Today was the day. In just a few hours she would be taking Rachel Berry on a date. That's a thought she never thought she would have. Rachel Berry the girl she picked on, for no real reason, since they had known each other.
A few weeks ago not only would she have thought a person that told her she would be dating Rachel were crazy, but would probably have ordered a slushie attack, which would most likely be taken care of by Santana.Now, here she was getting herself dressed for school with only the diva on her mind and extremely nervous about their date later on in the day. She had planned meticulously, so she knew it was going to be perfect, she just hoped Rachel liked it and thought it was romantic enough for a first date.
As she walked downstairs she checked herself out in the mirror one more time. She wanted to look cute, but able to outdo herself later in the day for her date with Rachel, it was a very delicate balance. She thought she looked okay, but would Rachel? Tonight Quinn's opinion was going to mean next to nothing, it was all about Rachel tonight.
Suddenly, Quinn was feeling very nervous about the whole thing. What if Rachel didn't like it? What if what Rachel had said was true and she wasn't as romantic as she thought? When she arrived in the kitchen she found her mum cooking bacon.
"Hey honey. You look nervous, what's wrong? Here have some bacon." Judy put some bacon on a plate and gave it to Quinn who was now even more worried that Rachel would see how nervous she was.
"Nothing's wrong, I'm okay." Quinn tried to get her mum off her back.
"You look nervous about something though. There has to be some way I can help." Judy pushed.
"No really, there isn't. I'm just nervous about going out later today. I'll be fine." It occurred just after Quinn finished that sentence that it probably wasn't the best word choice as it gave a bit too much away.
"Really, with who? Don't let him get anywhere near you." Judy began to fire off warnings.
"No, not like that. I'm just going out with some friends." Not a complete lie. In Quinn's eyes she had no claim on Rachel until their date. After that Rachel was hers.
"Who?" Quinn inwardly groaned. Why was her mum suddenly taking an interest in her life?
"Rachel." Quinn replied.
"Then why are you so nervous? You see her almost every day anyway." Judy asked.
"I don't know. I just am. I want her to like me. I want to make up for being mean to her." Quinn thought she was giving away just the right information so that she wasn't lying, but Judy would be none the wiser.
"To make up for what you did to her it's going to take a long, long time Quinn." Judy warned.
"I don't care. I want to make it up to her. It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as I get to keep trying." Another thing that was true, the longer it took to make it up to Rachel, the longer they could be together.
"I just hope you know what you're signing up for. I personally think she is already being very forgiving, if you had of covered me in that goo and then the next week asked to be friends, I would have told you flat out no and punched you in the face." Judy told her daughter bluntly.
"Thanks mum, don't hold back. You're making me feel loads better." Quinn felt bad again.
"Honesty is the best policy when it comes to giving people advice Quinnie."Judy informed.
"I didn't ask for advice. I said I was going to be fine, but now not only am I nervous but I also feel bad. So thanks again."
"I gave you some bacon, so I guess we will call it even." Quinn shot her mother a dirty look before walking to the front door.
"Bye." She called over her shoulder.
"Bye sweetie. Have fun at school." Judy called back.
Quinn got in her car and was soon at Rachel's. She was about to go to the door to inform Rachel of her arrival when the diva came out.
"Hi Rachel. Eager much?"She was teasing Rachel to hide her nerves.
"I was walking past the door and caught sight of your car." Rachel defended.
"I'm sure."
"Okay fine. I'm eager, happy? When it comes to you I have no self control." Quinn was about to ask when Rachel ever had any self control but the diva answered her thoughts anyway. "Well, even less than normal." Quinn smiled. "What's wrong Quinn, you look a bit nervous?" Quinn thought honesty was probably best.
"I'm nervous about our date. It has to be perfect." Quinn admitted.
"Yes, yes it does." Rachel confirmed. Quinn felt her heart squeeze a bit. "But if you are then it will be perfect. I just want you Quinn."
"I appreciate the effort Rachel, but it still has to be perfect. You deserve no less and I hope I give you no less. I want it to be special." Quinn still felt nervous, but a bit defiant because Rachel said it would be perfect because Quinn was there, Quinn knew that wasn't true.
"It will be special Quinn." Rachel moved her hand to Quinn's arm and began to rub it in a comforting manner.
"I hope so." Quinn was still nervous.
"It will be. Don't worry." As they were stopped at a set of lights, Rachel leaned over and took Quinn's lips in her own. All too soon, Rachel pulled away.
"Still nervous?" Rachel asked.
"More so." Quinn replied. Rachel slumped back into her chair looking defeated.
"I wish it would hurry up and happen so you will stop worrying." Rachel said.
"See that's what I don't want to happen. I want it to be the best date you have ever had, not something that you wish would just hurry up and happen." Quinn told Rachel.
"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I want you to relax." Rachel put her hand back on Quinn's arm and resumed her soft rubbing.
"Well I'm not going to relax until I've swept you off your feet. Maybe the waiting will make it seem better for you."
"You already have swept me off my feet. Besides, it's your date too. You should be having fun and looking forward to it too."
"This is about you." Quinn said firmly.
"It's about us." Rachel returned. Quinn just shook her head.
"No, it's like on Monday. You said it was about me, well today is about you." Quinn explained.
"I had fun on Monday though. It was probably the most fun I've had in my life." Rachel admitted.
"Well, hopefully today goes perfect and you have more fun today. It's about you after all." Rachel just shook her head.
"You haven't even told me where we're going." Rachel whined.
"I want it to be a surprise." Quinn told her, she thought it would make the experience just that little bit better.
"Well then how do I know what to wear?" Quinn thought for a second.
"Wear some warm and comfortable clothes. Like a hoodie and some warm pants." Quinn said evasively.
"So we are going to be outside?" Rachel asked.
"Maybe. Maybe I just want you to be comfortable." Rachel groaned, Quinn smiled.
"Please just tell me where we're going."
"No."
"What time are you picking me up?"
"9."
"So eat before we go?" Rachel asked.
"I guess so. Have room for nibblies though." Rachel started to laugh.
"Nibblies?" She asked.
"You know like crackers and stuff." Quinn shrugged. Rachel sighed.
"What?" Quinn asked her scared she may have done something wrong.
"It was a sigh of contentment don't worry. This date is going to be awesome."
"I haven't told you anything for you to have reason to believe that." Quinn told her.
"Then I think you are going to blow my mind today."
"I hope so." When they arrived at the school Quinn couldn't help but feeling even more nervous. Her date would have to be spot on perfect to be worthy of the girl she had just given a lift.
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When Quinn had gotten home at the end of the day she had immediately started a bath. She thought it would be a good opportunity to either calm her nerves which seemed to be getting more and more erratic as the day had gone or she would at least be able to go over her plans. After ten minutes of being in the tub, Quinn gave up on relaxing because it just wasn't going to happen, so instead she picked up her phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Sam." Quinn said with her nerves pretty evident.
"Hey Quinn." He sounded less formal now that he knew who it was.
"I'm calling to ask if you got the job I set you done."
"Of course I did. But are you okay? Today at school you looked really nervous. What's all this about?" He sounded genuinely concerned.
"I want to tell you, but I can't. Not yet anyway. I hope I can tell you someday."
"Quinn you're making this sound like its some massive secret undertaking. Like it could change the way your life turns out." If only he knew.
"I know I am. I'm just nervous okay? How does it look?" She asked.
"Pretty amazing. When are you going down to check it?"
"Later in the night and I won't be checking it. When I go down is when I'm going to need it."She felt her nerves double at the way that sounded. If it wasn't as good as she hoped... she didn't want to think about it.
"Well it should blow you away. Didn't even really take that long, really sounded harder than it was."
"Thanks Sam I owe you one, but I got to go. See you later."
"Bye." There was one of her worries gone. She trusted Sam; even if they weren't together he was a good guy that she knew would pull through for her.
After another twenty minutes Quinn got out of the bath to pick out what she was going to wear. It wasn't really all that important but she felt it still needed to be planned. It wasn't all that important because she really wanted to blow Rachel away with her face and hair which she supposed, would take ages.
By the time it was 8.30 Quinn was ready. She had been very harsh on her hair and worked it until she thought it was perfect. It was down but she had made it curl in just the right places, straightened it in others and finally she thought it looked good. When she had dinner she made sure to avoid any kinds of meat because she didn't want to disgust Rachel or tick her off, which would be sure to happen if Rachel saw any sign of meat. When she couldn't help herself anymore, she gathered what she needed and got in her car.