Chapter 2: Talk
'Rachel is Barbra, Run!' She got up and ran out the door, glad to have her fitness from cheerleading, and she ran after Rachel… After Barbra!
She rushes out the door, finding Rachel just about to leave through the gate. "Rachel, wait! Please Stop!"
Rachel turned around and scowled "Why!?" she yelled back.
Quinn stops in front of her. "I'm sorry. I can now see that you're Barbra," Quinn said desperately.
"Looks like the blonde isn't all that dumb!" Rachel was trying to hurt Quinn intentionally and turned around to head out the gate.
Quinn smiled a little seeing that angry Rachel again. "Can we please talk about this in my room?" she asked looking straight at Rachel.
Rachel turns around and looks at Quinn "What? So you can be mad at me for something you did?" Her expression looking sour.
"Please Rachel, we really need to sort this out. Can't we talk about it in my room?" Quinn asks.
Rachel sighs, "Fine, we can talk."
Both of them walks back to her room. When Quinn sits down on the bed, her eyes starts to water from the tears.
Rachel, seeing Quinn starting to cry, sits down next to her. "What's wrong, Quinn?"
"Rachel… I am so… so sorry," she says as she looks down and away from Rachel.
"It was not your fault that we separated," Rachel tries to cheer her up.
"I'm not talking about that, Rachel. I'm talking about the way I treated you these last few years. I was a crazy bitch, hell bent on destroying your life. First, I left you and then when I see you again, I bully you. Talk about screwing things up. Rachel, why didn't you ever tell me about this and why now?" She looked at Rachel again.
"I didn't know you were Lucy until we performed 'Born This Way' and you were wearing that t-shirt saying Lucy Caboosey. Plus it wasn't as if we're on speaking terms." Rachel sighed.
"You didn't see the posters of me around school?" Quinn looked a little curious at Rachel.
"What posters?" Rachel frowned with confusion.
"Never mind." Quinn sighed.
"Quinn, didn't you ever think I was Barbra all these years?" Rachel looked straight into her eyes.
"Yes, No, maybe. I don't know," Quinn rambled. "The first time in freshman year when I saw you, I thought you looked a lot like her. When you opened your mouth to greet me, you even sounded like the same person. But after that class, you know what happened." Quinn shrugged.
"Yeah." Rachel nodded.
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Flashback:
It was the first day of school, the first class. A smiling brunette walked into class and looked around for an open seat. The only one she could find was one next to a slightly annoyed blonde. She went to sit down next to her. The blonde looked at her and felt like she knew this girl. She sat down and introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Rachel Berry," she said as she held out a hand towards her.
The blonde shook her hand, "Quinn Fabray."
"Nice to meet you, Quinn." When they released their hands Rachel started talking, "I'm so excited to be in high school, middle school was a drag. It's time for this Berry to shine in high school." It looked like she had stars in her eyes.
Quinn looked at her and suddenly knew why this girl felt so familiar. The way she looked and the way she talked. It was almost like she was Barbra. No, that can't be, no way could she be Barbra. Rachel's talking was interrupted by the teacher who told her to be quiet. Quinn knows she doesn't want to be friends or even talk to someone who could remind her of the past. That would hurt too much even after all these years. Plus high school is the start of new things. To become head cheerleader. Win Prom Queen and rule this school. Not to be friends with this stupid girl.
The bell rang and they stood up.
"I'll see you around later?" Rachel asked.
"No, actually you won't. I don't associate with girls with man-hands. I suggest you leave me alone." Quinn looked at her with a very dark expression, seeing the fear in the brunette's eyes, her expression faltered and she walked away.
Rachel just looked as she walked away. She couldn't understand what just happened. She left the classroom and felt down the whole day.
…
"You really hurt me that day," Rachel said softly.
"I'm sorry for doing that. I was so caught up to be on top that I thought you would derail that." Quinn shook her head.
"I probably would have done that for you. And look at you today, you're head cheerleader for two years in a row and you're most likely to win Prom Queen this year. If you didn't do that back in freshman year, you would've probably been just another girl. Having slushies thrown at you, being shoved into lockers…" Rachel continued.
"Okay, I get it. But then I wouldn't have gotten pregnant by the biggest tool in school and I wouldn't have joined Glee club," Quinn countered.
"And then I would've never found out who you really were, so everything happens for a reason." Rachel smiled a little.
"Rachel?" Quinn asked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think it's too late for us to be best friends again?" Quinn wonders.
"Maybe not right away, but it's not too late. I don't want it to be. But we are going to have to give it time." Rachel smiled.
Quinn looks straight at Rachel, holding one of her hands, looking straight into her eyes with an earnest look, "I promise Rachel, I will do anything to get what we had back. No more bitching, rivalry or any of that."
Rachel couldn't help but ask the next question, "Why did you leave Quinn?"
"I had to," she said quietly.
"What do you mean 'had to' Quinn?" Rachel made quotation marks with her hands.
"I can't talk about it Rachel, not yet," she said, her expression hardened, looking like she wanted to kill someone, her hand tightened around Rachel's.
"Ow! Quinn calm down, you're hurting my hand." Rachel yelped.
Quinn let out a sigh and released her hand "S- Sorry… did I hurt you?" Quinn asked.
"No, I'm fine…" Rachel stretched her hand. "I don't understand."
"Understand what?" Quinn frowned.
"Why you're so mean to everyone, if you've been in the same situation many times before?" Rachel explained.
"I think I have that one figured out, though it sounds really selfish and it makes me feel like even more of a bitch… In my mind I thought it was payback for all the times I went through it, so I belittled people just because it will make me feel better… I targeted you most of all because you reminded me most of my past all the time. You reminded me of Barbra all the time, the way you were always up in everyone's business… The way you could easily speak your mind… The way you stood up for yourself, which I liked because you would always protect me from the bullies back then. See, you were the one I hurt by leaving. I felt terrible about that," she didn't even finish the sentence and started crying. Quinn rested her head on Rachel's shoulder.
"It will all be okay," Rachel put an arm around Quinn.
"How are you so calm with all of this?" Quinn managed to get out.
"I'm not… I'm I," Rachel started crying, "I'm really happy to have found you again. Do you remember the first day we met?"
"Yeah, we met on the first day of the second semester in grade 2."
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Flashback:
Lucy was sitting at the cafeteria table, it was lunchtime and she was sitting all by herself, like always. 'I hate school. No one likes me here.' A sad brunette is approaching her 'Oh no someone is approaching this table'.
"H- Hi," Lucy said a little scared.
"Hi." 'This girl is sad and excited'.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" she said defensively.
The brunette started to cry a little. "May I please sit with you?" she asked with puppy dog eyes.
"What!? Who sent you here? Are you just going to tease me?" She was still on the defense.
The brunette just shook her head.
'I can't let this girl sit alone'. The protective wall Lucy kept up was gone, "Okay you can sit here, I don't bite," Lucy said with a little smile.
The girl sat down next to Lucy. "Why aren't you sitting with someone else, why me?" Lucy asked.
"Everyone else chased me away after a day or two," the brunette replied.
"I'm sorry they were so awful towards you, you can sit here and I will never chase you away." She smiled. 'I don't care if I'm her last resort, at least I am an option'.
At that the brunette smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah really." Lucy herself smiled.
"So why does everyone chase you away?" Lucy asked.
"I'm really annoying, I talk too much. You can tell me when I do that so I'll stop."
"Yes I will," Lucy giggled. 'I may have just finally gotten a friend and she is honest about who she is'.
"I'm Barbra by the way."
"Lucy." Lucy smiled. "Do you want half of my chocolate bar?" Lucy asks Barbra.
"Sure thanks." Barbra smiled.
'Maybe I will finally have someone that likes me as a friend and not chase me away'.
'I like this girl she doesn't even care that I am very chatty', Barbra thinks to herself.
"So tell me a bit about yourself?"
"Okay, well I love to perform… Singing and dancing and acting. I love gold stars, they're my thing, and I dream of one day being a big star. What about you?" Barbra says while looking up at the clouds.
"That's nice… Well I love watching movies… I love all sorts of sweets and chocolates… Ummm, I don't know what I want to be yet. And I love to sing in the shower," Lucy said while Barbra just smiled at her.
The bell rang. "I got to get to class, thanks for sitting with me, Barbra."
"No thank you Lucy, what class do you have now?"
"Maths with Mrs. Harbour, I used to have class with Mr. Grogin but he's gone."
Barbra beamed at this, "Me too, so we can walk together?".
"I would like that." Lucy smiled at Barbra.
Arriving at class it looked like they were early, "Hey Lucy, why don't we sit at the back corner?"
"Sure." They went to the back of the classroom and waited for the rest of the class to arrive.
The class was over very fast and Lucy and Barbra exited the classroom.
"Lucy, what period you have now?"
"English with Mr. Fardin, you?"
Barbra's expression changed from happy to a little disappointed, "Reading with Mrs. Lopez."
Lucy knew the whole school like the palm of her hand, "That's right next to mine so we could walk together?" Lucy offered.
Barbra smiled at her and hooked her arm in with Lucy's. 'I really like how it's so easy to make her happy'.
Class ended and it was time to go home, "Umm… Barbra, I was wondering if you would like to sit with me at recess tomorrow?"
"Really, I'd love to." Barbra hugged Lucy and she hugged back.
"See you tomorrow." Lucy smiled and waved at Barbra as she did the same.
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