A.N: So... I have no shame. I have a new fic up. April Fools Day. Go read it please, or not. That's right y'all. I'm pimping my new fic.

Sunday July 18, 2010

7:57 P.M.

"Stop pushing me!" Kurt let out an angry hiss as he was jostled into the row of seats by Finn.

The tall boy snapped back, "I wouldn't have to push if you'd hurry!"

"If you two ladies are finished, some of us want to get our seats so that we can watch Berry." Puck growled from behind both boys.

A voice that terrified all three youths cut in, "So help me god if I miss one second of Rachel's performance I will do something unspeakable to all three of you."

The three boys hurried to their seats and sat quickly and quietly. Quinn settled in between both of the Berry men and glued her eyes to the stage. Shelby sat next to Eli and beamed proudly.

Right as the curtain came up she leaned over and whispered to Quinn, "She'll love the flowers."

Quinn nodded and whispered back, "I hope so." She clamped her mouth shut and focused on the show.

8:32 P.M.

"I wanna go ouuuuuuut tonight!"

Quinn watched with barely contained lust as her girlfriend gyrated on stage in fishnets and a tube top.

8:51 P.M.

Quinn heard sniffling turned to see both Finn and Puck crying as Angel died on stage.

Finn looked heartbroken as he whimpered, "No one told me he died. He and Collins were so happy!"

Puck nodded in agreement and swiped at his eyes.

Kurt patted Finn's leg but didn't spare him a glance.

9:23 P.M.

Quinn knew Mimi didn't really die but seeing her girlfriend lying in Roger's arms made her tear up.

Puck was growling next to Finn, "They better not kill my Jewgirl's character. I'll light this place on fire!"

Finn looked horrified, "Rachel dies! What the hell!"

The two boys were shushed from all directions as Rachel, no Mimi, came to on stage.

Quinn felt a little silly because the relief that flooded her body was a little insane. She snuck a glance at Rachel's parents and realized that Eli was openly weeping and Shelby looked like she wanted to follow his example.

Suddenly she didn't feel like such a nut.

9:45 P.M.

Finn barreled past Quinn and the Berrys and scooped Rachel into his arms, "I am so glad you aren't dead Rachel!"

Rachel's arms flapped in alarm, "Finn? What are you talking about?"

Finn set her down and scuffed the floor with his shoe, "Watching you almost die on stage was really hard."

Puck held up his fist, "Word."

Eli pushed past the two boys and caught Rachel in a hug, "My baby is a star!" He pulled away and beamed like a proud papa.

Rachel tucked her hair behind her ear and asked a little nervously, "I was good?"

Shelby answered, "You were breathtaking honey."

Kurt nodded, "I didn't even want to puke when you were fake stripping."

Rachel flashed her show smile at the boy and received one in return before turning to Quinn, "Hello Quinn."

Quinn stepped forward, suddenly shy, and handed Rachel her flowers, "These are for you."

Rachel took the flowers and smiled up at Quinn, "Thank you Quinn, they are lovely."

Quinn shifted on the balls of her feet, "You deserve them. You were amazing."

Rachel took a step forward and passed the flowers off to Eli.

Quietly the diva murmured, "I missed you."

Quinn's hands settled on her hips as she leaned forward, "I missed you so much."

Quinn had almost captured Rachel's lips with hers when a wolf whistle sounded, "Damn Rachel! No wonder none of the boys turned your head!"

Quinn turned to stare at the girl who had played Maureen.

Rachel let out a sigh, "Hello Sylvia."

The pretty girl, tall and brunette with dark skin and a smirk, sidled closer, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your girl?"

Rachel scowled, "Quinn this is Sylvia. Sylvia this is Quinn."

Quinn tried to inject a hint of civility into her voice, "Nice to meet you."

The girl leveled Rachel with a haughty look and then she seemed to have some sort of spasm before settling her gaze on Quinn. Quinn wasn't sure but the girl might have been trying for seductive, that or she was constipated.

She tried to purr but it came out more like a sick stomach, "Why don't you ditch the runt and come back to the dorms with me?"

Quinn actually felt Eli swell with rage, "Who do you think you a-"

"Eli." Quinn cut Rachel's father off.

The man went silent and Quinn turned on her head bitch in charge stare, "I don't know what your problem is with Rachel but I wouldn't ditch her for anything in the world. Especially not for…" She flicked her eyes over Sylvia's form, "Trash like you. Now get out of my girl's face before you ruin my good mood."

The girl's jaw dropped but Quinn's gaze must have been scary enough to cow her because she turned and fled.

Rachel was quiet for a moment and then she exclaimed, "I have a dressing room Quinn, would you like a tour."

Quinn was pretty sure that Rachel had just offered the most transparent excuse in the world.

And then Finn spoke up, "I wanna see it."

Rachel turned on him and hit him with the full force of her diva wrath and he back pedaled, "Never mind."

Shelby exchanged a look with Rachel's dads before replying, "I think we'll go have a chat with your instructors. You girls go on."

Eli looked torn but resigned himself and muttered something about 'at least liking Quinn'.

9:52 P.M.

Rachel led Quinn into the dressing room she had shared with three other girls and shut the door.

Quinn cast an eye over the small room and smiled at the vanity with the gold stars decorating the border, "It's nice."

Rachel replied as she took a step closer, "It's cramped and I have to share it with Sylvia."

Quinn caught Rachel's hand in her grasp and drew her diva closer. She pulled Rachel so that their bodies molded together and smoothed a hand over Rachel's cheek.

Rachel let out a breathy sigh, "Quinn…"

The blonde dipped her head and kissed Rachel gently. She didn't want to maul Rachel the moment they saw each other again. Just because she was thin again didn't mean she was going to jump Rachel the second she had the chance.

Rachel sank into the kiss with a whimper. Her hands clutched at the material of Quinn's dress as the blonde answered her with a quiet groan.

Quinn's own hands came into play as they smoothed over Rachel's hips and tried to be delicate about pulling her closer.

Rachel's teeth nipped at Quinn's bottom lip and the blonde felt her knees go weak. She sat abruptly on the small chaise lounge behind her and pulled down Rachel with her. The smaller girl straddled Quinn without hesitation and caught her lip again between her teeth. Quinn's hand settled lower on Rachel's hips this time, coming dangerously close to palming her ass.

Rachel let out a purr and ground down with her hips. Quinn's intention to be noble vanished. Quinn's hands slid lower and firmly grasped Rachel's ass under her skirt.

Rachel's hands buried themselves in Quinn's hair as she groaned, "Quinn…" Before surging forward and claiming Quinn's lips again.

Quinn gasped into the kiss as she urged Rachel's hips down as her own rolled upwards. Rachel's hands abandoned Quinn's hair and seized the hem of her own shirt and yanked the camisole over her head. Quinn's whole body tensed as she stared at Rachel's chest.

The little diva was breathing heavily as she watched her girlfriend stare. Quinn seemed frozen and a blush worked its way across the diva's exposed chest.

Her tiny voice broke through Quinn's stupor, "I'm sorry…" She shifted and started to get up.

Quinn's hands flexed on Rachel's ass as she growled, "Don't."

Rachel's jaw dropped just a little as she took in the look in Quinn's eyes. The blonde bent her head and latched onto Rachel's neck. The diva tossed her head back as Quinn's tongue carved a wet path down her neck and collarbone and finally to her chest.

Rachel's hand returned to the blonde's hair as Quinn's mouth engulfed the tip of Rachel's left breast. Quinn palmed the neglected breast with the hand that had abandoned Rachel's ass.

"God Quinn," Rachel was panting now as Quinn attended to her breasts with single minded focus.

It was likely that single minded focus that prevented Quinn from hearing the door open.

"Holy crap on a cupcake!"

Quinn let out a snarl and moved lightning fast to shield Rachel from view with her own body.

The little diva squeaked, "Quinn!"

Quinn's arms wrapped around the diva's exposed back as she turned to hiss at the intruders, "Someone hand me her shirt!"

The two girls who had burst in searched the room from the door until one of them, a short blonde, shot forward and picked up the flimsy top Rachel had been wearing. She held the article out and Quinn snatched it away with a dark snarl. The girl hurried back to the door as Quinn smoothed the top over Rachel's head and down her chest.

Rachel climbed off of Quinn's lap and stood to face her cast mates.

The short blonde burst out, "That was totally hot Rach! I totally get why Sylvia never made it into your pants if you had her waiting."

Quinn's shoulders bunched as she turned to glare at Rachel, "That bitch tried to get into your pants?"

The other girl, who actually looked rather like the Joanne from the movie version of Rent, giggled, "She's met Sylvia?"

Rachel huffed, "Yes. Your charming Maureen hit on Quinn and insulted me all in one sentence. It was a rather disastrous first impression."

The blonde waved a hand, "Oh well. She was probably just pissed you were telling the truth about your," She looked Quinn up and down, "Super hot girlfriend."

It was Rachel's turn to scowl possessively, "Please keep your comments about my girlfriend to yourself."

The blonde held up her hands, "Sorry Rachel." She smiled and stepped forward with her hand out stretched, "Hi, I'm…"

Quinn cut her off, "Candace."

Rachel turned to look at her girlfriend, "You've… you've met?"

The words caught in the back of Quinn's throat. She had no idea how she knew Candace's name.

She addressed the black girl, "And your name is Faith."

Candace and Faith exchanged a look as they stared at Quinn. Rachel looked a little concerned.

After a tense moment Quinn gathered all of her acting ability and smirked, "The program you two. I can read." The two girls let out their breaths and broke into smiles.

Faith glared playfully at Rachel, "Your girl is kinda mean Rach."

Rachel puffed up, "She is not, she has a sense of humor that doesn't always appeal to the plebian masses."

Candace crossed her arms, "Who you callin' plebian short stack?"

Rachel arched an unimpressed eyebrow, "We're the same height Candace."

Faith let out a chuckle, "She got you there Candy."

Candace elbowed the black girl, "Don't call me Candy."

Rachel wrapped an arm around Quinn's waist and demanded, "What are you two doing in here anyway?"

Faith shrugged, "We were looking for you. We would have waited if we knew you were getting your freak on."

Candace snorted, "I wouldn't have, just for the record."

Rachel shook her head, "In any case it was fortuitous that it was you two to find us. My fathers might have had strokes and we would have killed Finn." She turned to smile at Quinn, "We should head back to everyone."

Quinn nodded absently. She let herself be led out of the room almost catatonically. She hadn't read the program. She knew Candace and Faith from somewhere else. She had met them at Rachel's funeral. The funeral she had forgotten.

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