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Sylvester's School For Girls

Chapter 4

Quinn's family had always been religious. Every Sunday they attended church without fail. This dedication to their faith meant that the Fabray family became very friendly with the Pastor; Richard Tomlin.

Richard was an Englishman that had come to America to join the campaign; Habitat For Humanity. After a few months he met and fell in love with a girl named Clair and decided to stay in America. Richard and Claire settled themselves in Sharon, Massachusetts where Richard eventually took over at the local church and they started a family.

Eton was their oldest son and he was the same age as Quinn. Eton and Quinn had a lot in common and easily formed a friendship. When they were fifteen Eton asked Quinn to attend the church fate with him and from then on they started dating, much to the approval of both Eton and Quinn's parents.

Quinn easily and quickly fell in love with Eton. He was the kindest and most caring person that she had ever met. That's why when they were alone one night she decided to give him her virginity. She knew they were supposed to wait until marriage, but it just felt right. Eton wasn't sure about giving into temptation, but they talked about it for a while and they both came to the conclusion that they were ready. They both knew they were going to get married eventually anyway.

It was six weeks later that Quinn found out that she was pregnant. When she told Eton he was supportive, but he was also realistic in knowing that their parents wouldn't be happy. He told Quinn that he loved her and together they made a decision that they wanted to raise their child together and if that meant running away, then so be it.

However, things didn't go as planned, their parents found out. Thinking their parents wouldn't be happy was an understatement. They were furious.

Neither the Tomlin's nor the Fabray's wanted their family involved in such a scandalous affair so they told Quinn and Eton that they could never see each other again. Since they were both religious families neither of them believed in abortion which meant Quinn would have to carry the child, but after that, the baby would be put up for adoption.

Richard had his church to look after so it was the Fabray's that had to move away from Massachusetts. They moved to Michigan and Quinn was home schooled until the baby was born. She was with her tutor when she went into labor and twelve hours later she gave birth. She never even got to hold her baby girl; she was taken away so fast.

She returned to school a month after she gave birth, but the girl that arrived at Sylvester's School For Girl's was no longer the Quinn Fabray that left Massachusetts.

She had cut her hair short and dyed parts of it pink. Her wholesome dresses were replaced with black vests and a leather jacket. However it wasn't just her fashion sense that changed, her personality changed too. She was no longer the polite, sensible girl she used to be. The experience of having everything she loved taken away from her changed her. She hadn't seen Eton for over a year, she didn't even know if he knew they had a daughter.

Eton wasn't the only one to not know that Quinn had a daughter, in fact she hadn't told anyone about being a mother. She didn't actually feel like a mother, she might have been one biologically but she never got the chance to be one physically.

That was something that deeply effected Quinn so she pushed her past to the back of her mind and became a whole new Quinn Fabray.

Santana walks side by side next to Rachel, her eyes constantly in search of the place she's looking for. When she spots it, she prepares to put her plan into action. As they near the door she is waiting for, Santana grabs Rachel's hand and pulls her into the janitor's closet, closing the door behind her.

"Santana what are you doing?" Rachel asks.

"I've decided to take it upon myself to pull that stick out of your ass. You're going to sneak out with me tonight."

"I'll be doing no such thing."

"I'm not asking you to do anything illegal just come and watch a movie with me."

"We have a curfew Santana. We aren't allowed to leave the dorm after nine o'clock never mind leave the premises" Rachel says.

"That's the whole point of sneaking out; we're doing something we're not allowed to do."

"I'm head girl. I'm supposed to set an example. How will it look if I broke the rules I enforce every day?"

"Maybe people will realize you're not the stuck up, goodie two shoes everyone thinks you are; besides we won't get caught."

"How do you know that?" Rachel asks.

"I've done it before. I've spent a couple of nights at that bar in town."

"So not only were you sneaking out, you were also partaking in underage drinking. I can't condone your actions especially since I try extremely hard to be a respectful young adult."

"There's your problem. You're referring to yourself as a young adult when you should be calling yourself a teenager. As a teenager you should be out there having fun. Where's your sense of adventure?" Santana asks.

"I can have fun without breaking the rules or doing something illegal."

"I'm not going to force you into doing something you don't want to do. I just thought it'd be fun for us to see a movie together."

"Then why didn't you ask me to go during the weekend?" Rachel questions.

"The rest of the school goes during the weekend. We spend all week with those girls and I wanted a break from it all. I thought it would be a nice idea for you and me to get to know each other better" Santana explains.

"Santana you know that I wouldn't mind spending time with you. I just don't think sneaking out is the right way to do it."

"Look I just thought it would be fun, if you don't want to then I'll understand. We can watch a movie with the rest of the girls in the dorm, like we do every week."

Santana goes to reach for the door handle so she could let Rachel and herself out of the closet but she's stopped when a hand grabs hers.

"Okay, I'll come with you tonight, but we go to the movies and we come straight back. I can't be caught Santana."

"I won't let that happen, I promise."

"I believe you. So what's the plan?" Rachel asks.

"We have to wait in here until about nine fifteen and then we can sneak out to the gate."

"So we have to sit in here for nearly half an hour?"

"Yeah, we might as well get comfy" Santana replies sitting on the floor.

"I'm not sitting on the floor. This is a janitor's closet; there could be anything on the floor."

"You could always sit on my lap." Santana smirks.

"I think I'll take my chances on the floor thank you very much" Rachel huffs as she sits on the floor opposite Santana.

"Your loss. I've been told I'm very comfortable."

"I bet you have" Rachel snips.

"I'm sorry, that was rude of me."

"Don't be sorry. I kind of like this side of you. See we're bonding already" Santana smiles.

"So I bet this isn't your first time stuck in the closet" Rachel says.

"Very nice; a joke about my sexuality."

"I was talking about the other times you've snuck out. I'm not that incentive."

"I still can't tell whether you are messing with me or not. You have such a good poker face."

"Maybe I was teasing you a little bit" Rachel admits.

"Yeah, I definitely like this side of you. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, we still have twenty three minutes to pass."

"Does the whole lesbian thing bother you? I know there are probably a couple of girls that wouldn't share a room with me."

"I have no problem with your sexuality; I for one believe we fall for people's personality not what sex they are."

"You're pretty open minded about these things."

"It's something my parents taught me, both of my fathers that is."

"You have two dads?"

"Yes."

"Cool."

"So you mentioned that you think some of the girls wouldn't share a dorm with you, have you had any problems regarding your sexuality?" Rachel asks.

"I haven't really mentioned it to anyone. I wasn't sure what the people are like here. Do I scream gay or something?"

"No you don't scream gay as you so eloquently put it. I only knew because of the phone conversation you had on your first night. Plus I've caught you checking out some of the girls."

"There is no harm in looking. You have a nice ass by the way."

"Now you're being inappropriate" Rachel says, causing Santana to laugh.

"So what are the girls like here regarding the whole gay thing?"

"It's not really talked about, not that people have a problem with it of course. Most people keep to themselves. Most of the girls know that I have two fathers and unlike people at my old school they don't seem bothered. I also know that Mary Patterson is a lesbian and she hasn't has any problems."

"So tell me more about this Marry Patterson, is she hot?"

"She's beautiful, but she has a girlfriend if I'm not mistaken. That's the reason she's here."

"She's here because she has a girlfriend?"

"Yes, her parents caught them together and they thought that sending her here would straighten her out" Rachel explains.

"I didn't realize that Sue Sylvester ran a conversion school."

"She doesn't, quite the opposite in fact. Sue knew that if she didn't accept Mary then her parents might send her to a school that would try and change her. She figured if she gave her a place here then Mary would be safe."

"I never thought I'd say this, but I have a new found respect for Sue Sylvester. How do you know so much about it anyway?" Santana asks.

"Mary knew that I come from a same-sex family so she knew she could talk to me. You know if you need to talk to me about that kind of stuff you can too. You can talk to me about anything you want."

"Thanks Rachel, I'll keep that in mind."

"So do you think we'll be able to sneak out yet? It's uncomfortable on this floor" Rachel says.

"I told you, you should have taken up that offer to sit on my lap."

"We should get going" Rachel says getting up from the floor.

"Help me up?" Santana asks holding her hand out for Rachel to take.

Rachel goes to take the hand that Santana is offering, but before she has the chance to take it, Santana grabs a hold of her outstretched arm and pulls her downwards. The force causes Rachel to fall straight on top of Santana.

"See, I told you I was comfortable" Santana smirks.

"Santana" Rachel complains. It didn't come out angry or annoyed, Santana actually thought the way Rachel said her name was kind of cute. Santana also thinks that it must have not bothered Rachel that much since she hasn't moved yet.

"You were the one that suggested we should leave. I can't do that if you're still on top of me, not that I'm complaining."

"Yes and it was you who had the bright idea to pull me onto the floor" Rachel says, finally getting up from Santana's lap.

"I'm not helping you up this time" Rachel says causing a small smile to appear on Santana's face.

"I didn't expect you to." Santana replies pulling herself off the floor.

"I'll check to see if the coast is clear."

Santana slowly opens the closet door just a crack so she can see the hallway. She listens for a few moments until she's satisfied that there is no one around.

"Okay, we can go. Stay close to me."

Santana opens the door slowly and just enough for both her and Rachel to fit passed. Once they're both into the hallway she shuts the door quietly.

"Follow me" Santana whispers.

They make their way down the hallway as quickly, but as quietly as they can until they reach the door that leads outside. Luckily the doors were never locked because it was a safety hazard in such a large school filled with so many students.

They hurry through the school grounds keeping to the shadows until they reach the gate that separates them from freedom.

"How are we supposed to get through this gate? It's always locked."

"I did tell you that this wasn't my first time sneaking out of here" Santana explains pulling out an object from her pocket.

"What's that?"

"It's a lock pick."

"Why do you carry around a lock pick?" Rachel asks.

"For situations like this. I always carry it on me; you never know when it could come in useful."

"It's only useful if you're planning to do something wrong or illegal."

"Not necessarily. What if you get locked out of your house with no keys?"

"Do you always have an answer for everything?"

"Pretty much." Santana smirks as she twists the slim metal stick inside of the lock.

"There, I got it" Santana says, emphasizing her point by slowly pushing the gate open.

"Ladies first" Santana offers with a hand gesture towards the open gate.

Rachel steps through the gate tentatively. This was big for her since it's the first time she has ever stepped foot outside of the school grounds after curfew. She had agreed to go with Santana, but deep down she couldn't help feel a little bit guilty.

"I don't know how you get a thrill from doing something like this; I can't help but be nervous."

"That's part of the excitement. We're past the hard part now anyway we're out of the school, people will just think we're regular teens that live in the town."

"We also have to worry about sneaking back in" Rachel points out.

"If you think like that, then you'll never have fun."

"I'm sorry, I can't help over think things" Rachel says.

"Don't worry that'll be something else we'll work on."

"It's not a problem that needs a solution. It's not a bad thing to over think things."

"You have the rest of your life to over think every single decision you make. Now is the time to be spontaneous and to make mistakes. How else are you going to learn from them if you don't make any?"

"Oh and what knowledge have you gained from making mistakes?" Rachel asks.

"I learnt that next time the cops bust your party, you run."

"I shouldn't have expected a serious answer."

"Hey, I'm still making my mistakes. I still have a lot to learn" Santana admits.

"One thing I have learnt is never to listen to what other people think. I did that for a long time and I wasn't in a good place. That lesson has served me well over the years."

"Well it worked for us didn't it?" Rachel says.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sure that some of the other students said things about me. You even said yourself that people think I'm a stuck up, goodie two shoes."

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that before" Santana says.

"My point was, no matter what people say about me. It clearly hasn't put you off trying to be my friend."

"You told me to make my own mind up about people and that's what I did with you. I like to think that I'm a good judge of character."

"So do I." Rachel smiles.

Their easy conversation makes their walk seem quicker and it's not long before they arrive at the movie theatre.

"After you" Santana says holding the door open.

"Thank you."

There were only two movies to choose from; a horror and a romantic comedy. Santana knows which one she'd prefer to see, but she also knows that Rachel isn't a fan of scary movies.

"Two tickets to the cheesy, love fest" Santana says the teenager behind the desk who just stares at her with a puzzled expression.

"What she meant to say is, please can we have two tickets for Always You?"

"Yeah, sure" the boy replies as he presses a few buttons on the screen in front of him.

"Santana, I've just realized that I have no money. I don't carry any around with me during the day and I hadn't planned on going out tonight. You just grabbed me and pulled me into the closet."

"It's fine, I've got you covered" Santana says cutting off Rachel's rant.

She pulls out a twenty dollar bill and hands it over to the freckled face boy.

"I will pay you back as soon as we get back to the dorm."

"Don't worry about it. I pretty much forced you to come out tonight, the least I could do was pay."

"You didn't force me. I agreed to come out with you" Rachel replies, taking the tickets the clueless boy was handing her.

"Thank you" she smiles at him.

They walk through the movie theatre until they reach the concession stand.

"Do you want anything?" Santana asks.

"You know I have no money."

"I told you, I've got you covered."

"You can't do that Santana. The ticket price was more than enough, honestly."

"Okay, suit yourself."

"Hey, can I have a large diet coke and a large salted popcorn?" Santana asks the woman standing behind the concession stand.

A few moments later Santana's popcorn and drink are sitting on the counter and Santana is handing over a ten dollar bill. She takes her change from the lady and picks up her snacks. It's a bit of a struggle considering the size of them, but she manages to keep them steady as they head towards the room showing their movie.

"That's a lot of food for one person" Rachel comments as they find some seats in the theatre.

"Yeah maybe I was being a little bit ambitious, it's a shame I have no one to share it with either. It's a lot of popcorn and it'd be a shame to waste it."

"I know what you're doing and fine I will share it, but I will also pay you back" Rachel says as they sit down in their seats.

"Okay, whatever you say. I have enough coke to share too, want me to go back and get another straw?"

"The movie is starting, you shouldn't miss the beginning. I'm fine with sharing if you are" Rachel replies not taking her eyes of the screen.

Santana doesn't answer, instead she take a long sip from the straw before placing the cup into the holder. She decides to get comfy so she places her arm on the arm rest only to be met with Rachel's own hand. She apologizes quickly and removes her hand. Rachel looks at her and smiles before shifting her arm slightly to make room for Santana's arm.

The arm rest isn't really big enough, but Santana decides to put her arm down anyway. The lack of space means that their arms and hands are close together, so close that Santana can feel the soft skin of Rachel's hand against her own.

Santana wonders if it's inappropriate to connect their hands, she could just use the lack of space as an excuse. However, in the end she decides against it.

An hour and a half. A whole ninety minutes of a guy realizing that it's always been his best friend that he was in love with. The guy was pretty much an idiot; he had a girl right in front of him that was beautiful, smart and funny. Basically she was the perfect girl and it took him years to notice. How blind can one person be?

"Ready to go?" Rachel asks breaking Santana out of her thoughts.

"Yeah."

"That movie was so romantic" Rachel swoons.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"You didn't?"

"Not really, but we couldn't see the horror movie so it was the only choice left."

"We didn't have to stay if you didn't want to see the movie" Rachel says.

"Berry, I wasn't leaving after it took so much effort to get you here. You had fun and that was the whole point of tonight."

"Now can I worry about sneaking back in?" Rachel asks with a hint of a smile.

"If you must."

Since Rachel had already experienced sneaking out, sneaking back in wasn't as bad. Santana swiftly unlocks the gate with as much ease as she did the first time. They stick to the same plan of keeping to the shadows as they sneak through the school grounds and into the school.

Santana takes the lead as they quietly hurry through the hallways. She makes sure that Rachel is close to her, she's never snuck out with an amateur before and she didn't want to take any risks.

When they arrive back in their dormitory they are surprised to find it empty.

"The girls must have gone to bed" Rachel whispers as they quietly make their way into their room.

Santana immediately strips off her jeans and top and pulls on her large sleep shirt, tossing her bra off in the process. She gets under the covers and notices Rachel just standing there.

"Can you turn around whilst I get change?" Rachel asks with a red tint to her cheeks.

Santana isn't sure if Rachel is blushing because she felt embarrassed about asking her to turn around or because she had just given Rachel a quick free show.

"Sure."

Santana rolls herself over in the bed so she's facing the wall. She can hear Rachel's movements as she undresses and a few moments later Rachel announces that she's finished.

Santana rolls back over so she can face Rachel who is now in her own bed under the covers.

"Thank you for tonight, I had fun" Rachel says.

"You're welcome and even though the movie sucked, I had fun too. Night Rachel."

"Good night Santana."