Not Like I Think About You Constantly

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee, One Tree Hill, and The Vampire Diaries.

Authors Note: This is an AU fic that focuses around Glee/OTH/Vampire Diaries. There will be NO VAMPIRES and characters may be slightly OOC, but I will try and keep them in character.

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Brooke/Haley, and Caroline/Rebekah.

Rating: M

Chapter Five

Operation: Get Quinn Fabray

Rachel Berry's alarm clock sounded at 6:00 A.M. sharp. Her large brown eyes snapped open and she threw the pink blanket off of her body, before sitting up in bed quickly. It was Monday and she needed to get ready for school so that the first step of Operation: Get Quinn Fabray could commence.

Climbing out of her bed she pulled her hair into a ponytail and walked toward the elliptical in her room. She always made sure to exorcise and take a shower every day before school. Her morning routine was not subject to change, especially on a day of such importance. Today, the picture that hung on the wall in front of her elliptical was of Quinn Fabray, and of course she still had a picture of Barbra Streisand. Just because she was focused on romance did not mean that she was putting her dreams on the backburner.

She would never do that.

After finishing her workout, she pulled her hair out of the ponytail, turned off her Quinn Fabray playlist on her iPod, and stripped herself of her sweaty clothes, before heading into the bathroom to take a shower. The entire time, the only thought on her mind was how excited she was for today. She hoped that everything would go as planned.

First thing when she got to school, she would talk to Mr. Schuester. His involvement was detrimental to the success of her plan. If this plan were to work, then it would solve two of her biggest problems. It would allow her to be close to Quinn and show her the real Rachel Berry, and it would also allow the glee club to enter sectionals this year. Because, prior to now they had never had enough members to enter.

The plan was ingenious really.

Rachel was certain that Mr. Schue would go for it, too. He would pretty much do anything in order to get under Sue Sylvester's skin.

Stepping out of the shower she quickly proceeded to dry her hair and body and then get dressed. She was wearing something that Kurt would never approve of. A reindeer sweater, plaid skirt, knee high socks, and a headband. She knew that he did not care for her attire, but she loved it. Casting her eyes to the clock she realized that it was almost time to meet Will. Her smile stretched from one ear to the other and she hurried out of her room.

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"So, I saw you and Tyler at the party. You guys looked pretty close." Brooke said with a smirk and a suggestive waggle of her eyebrows as she looked over at Caroline. They were standing in front of their lockers talking before school like they often did. "I take it that you finally got up the nerve to ask him out?"

"Yeah." Caroline smiled proudly as she closed her locker and turned to look at Brooke. She could see the deviousness behind her hazel eyes.

"Well, don't leave us in the dark. Tell us all the sexy details. Was he everything you expected?" Brooke's voice heightened and cracked with excitement. All that the blonde could talk about since middle school was Tyler, and now she finally had him. She was curious if he measured up to what she wanted. 'In more ways than one…'

"Yes, he was perfect. He was so romantic and sweet and—"

"—and how was he in bed?" Brooke questioned.

A blush covered Caroline's pale cheeks at the bluntness. Usually, it did not bother her so much when the other woman was blunt about sexual matters, but this time was different. "Well, he was good."

"Good?" Brooke knew what that meant.

"He was great!" Caroline corrected with enthusiasm as she smiled brightly. She did not want to talk about what had happened with Tyler. It had been good, she enjoyed it, but it was not as amazing as she had expected it to be. Also, she did not tell them that the most romantic part of her evening did not include Tyler at all.

The most romantic part of her evening, the moment that had truly caused her heart to leap out of her chest and her body to react, had been when Rebekah whispered against her ear that she was the most desirable woman in the room.

How could she tell them that?

They would never understand. She didn't even understand.

"Uh-huh. I bet he was." Brooke said with a knowing grin, but Caroline's attention was no longer on the conversation that they were having. Her blue eyes were focused intently on whoever was behind her. She turned to look in the direction that the blonde was looking and noticed that it was Rebekah.

Caroline's breath caught in her throat as she watched the beautiful woman walk down the hallway toward them. Her blonde hair was flipping around her face, and she was wearing such an expensive outfit and heels, she looked like she was walking a runway.

She expected her to walk over and harass her like usual, but Rebekah simply walked past them with a scowl on her full perfect lips.

There was no teasing.

There was nothing.

As irrational as it was, this worried Caroline. She was worried that she had done something to upset Rebekah, or that she was working on some master plan to ruin her and Tyler's relationship. It was just too weird. Ever since the beautiful woman had arrived at the school she had teased her daily, now she just walked by. She didn't even look in her direction. 'Wait!? Now I want her to tease me and I am worried that she's not!? She's fine! I think I am going crazy.'

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Brooke could not stop smiling as she skipped down the hallway of the school toward the tutor center. After she had opened up to Haley at the dance, she had finally decided to give the tutoring a shot. She had also told her that she was giving the friend thing a shot. Brooke had been so happy to hear those words that she squealed out in excitement and hugged the tutor tightly.

Now, she was on her way to her first tutor session and she was excited.

Walking into the tutor center, she spotted Haley sitting at one of the tables reading, her dark hair cascading down and covering a good portion of her face.

"Hey there tutor girl!"

Haley turned and smiled up at Brooke. "Hey, Brooke. First things first, you've got to stop calling me tutor girl and start calling me by my name if you expect me to tutor you."

"Will do. Haley." She emphasized on her name as she took a seat next to her. Wearing a dimpled smile she cast her hazel eyes toward Haley. "This isn't too bad; maybe this learning stuff will be easier than I thought." 'Though, it may be hard to learn with such a sexy tutor, my god… this woman doesn't even have to try and she looks smokin' hot. Or maybe it's because she doesn't care to try… I dunno…but damn.'

"It's going to be a bit harder than just remembering my name." Haley laughed.

A pout formed on Brooke's lips as she said this. She was honestly hoping that these sessions would be more about starting a friendship and less about learning.

"Did you bring your Algebra Book?"

"My book?" She asked with a furrowed brow and a raise of her hands. Of course she knew what a book was; she just hadn't brought a book to class for years now.

Haley shook her head at the hopeless woman before standing up and heading toward one of the cabinets and unlocking it. "Don't worry, Brooke. The tutor center is stocked with tons of extra books, but you really should start taking your book to class it could help." She sifted through the books and pulled out the Algebra book for Brooke's class.

"Yeah, I'll totally do that." She did not sound interested at all, and she wasn't. She did not care about her grades.

Haley returned to her seat beside Brooke and opened up the Algebra book. "Where are you at in class?"

"Um…"

"You don't even know where you are at in class?" She looked over at her with wide brown eyes. She could not imagine not knowing where she was at in a class, she was always ahead. Haley hated getting behind in her studies. She was that strange kid that enjoyed doing her homework on a Friday night.

Brooke shrugged her shoulders and smiled sheepishly. She felt embarrassed for being inadequate in school. It seemed very important to Haley and she wasn't "measuring" up, so to speak.

"Do you have a review sheet or anything?"

The cheerleader was about to tell her no again, but her hazel eyes sparkled with realization as she remembered the paper that her teacher handed out at the beginning of the school year. Looking through her bag, she pulled it out and un-crumpled it. "Here ya go."

Haley looked over the sheet and then asked, "And I don't suppose that you have done any of this homework?"

"Nope."

"Then, we've got a lot of catching up to do."

Haley started at the beginning with the basics, but Brooke did not seem all too into it. She suspected that she had something else on her mind, and this was proven correct when the cheerleader asked her, "Why do you work two jobs?"

"Brooke, that isn't really an appropriate question at the moment. We need to stay focused on the task at hand. You've got a lot of catching up to do."

"Okay, fine. We can get back to English in a sec, but first answer my question."

Haley stared down at the Algebra book with a perplexed look on her face, her brow furrowed and her lips pressed tightly together. 'Did she just say English…?' It was obvious that Brooke had not been paying attention for the last forty minutes. She was not there to learn, she was there to socialize.

Still, the tutor caved. "I have two jobs, because I need two jobs. My family is going through a tough time and I am helping them pay the bills. Plus, it would be kind of nice to get a car, so that I don't have to walk to school and the café every day."

Brooke sometimes forgot that everyone wasn't rich. She felt guilty for asking, it seemed to frustrate the other woman. "I could always give you rides to school if you wanted?"

Haley chewed on her bottom lip and hesitated as brown eyes met hazel. "I would like that."

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"Apparently, Weepy the Vest Clown has decided to grow a backbone this week and stand up to me by threatening my squad. He can't find anyone to join his pathetic glee club and got up the nerve to threaten me. I'm sorry girls, but you are going to have to join glee club." She said the last two words in a low, nearly demonic voice. Sue Sylvester hated Will Schuester and his batch of glee club losers more than anything. Or almost more than anything. She hated the idea of losing her cheerleaders more.

Quinn's muscles tensed as she heard about the arrangement. Glancing around the room at the other cheerleaders, she noticed that most of them looked equally upset. Aside from Brooke Davis who was wearing a smile. She didn't understand why Brooke was suddenly so obsessed with hanging out with the glee losers.

She looked back at Sue. "And why in the world would you ever agree to something like that?"

"If I knew of any other way to get around it I would Q, but he threatened to force the principal to take action and kick any failing cheerleaders off the squad. And, since you are a bunch of morons that would take out more than half of you."

"But coach, there has to be a way around this." 'I can't join the glee club, then I will have to see her all the time… listen to her sing… and these feelings will just get more intense.'

"There isn't. Either you join the glee club or I lose my squad. So, today after school you better all be there, and if you aren't and you ruin my squad I will destroy you."

Quinn had a feeling that this entire thing was Rachel's fault. She did not know how, but she truly believed it. Rachel had been trying to get her to join the glee club for the last two years, constantly following her around, complimenting her voice, offering her vocal training, it was obnoxious. Now she was being forced to join glee club? This could not be a coincidence.

The thought caused her body to shake with anger.

'Why is she so obsessed with getting close to me, when all I want is for her to be as far away from me as possible?'

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After the meeting with Coach Sylvester was over, Caroline followed Rebekah out of the office and walked up beside her. She was tired of the other woman giving her the silent treatment. 'Which is ridiculous, because that is what you keep saying you want Caroline…'

Catching blue eyes with her own she asked, "Okay, what is going on with you?"

Rebekah turned her head and squinted her eyes in confusion, she was still scowling. "Well, I have an exam next period. Care to be more specific, dear?"

Groaning out in frustration, she threw up her hands and waved them around as she spoke. "You know what I'm talking about! You haven't tried to compete with me or annoy me once today, what the heck is going on with you?"

"I would think that you would be relieved by this." She stated in an annoyed voice. Rebekah was still jealous about Caroline going home with Tyler the other night. It had been all that she could think about the entire weekend, and when she got back to school she had not been in the mood to speak with her. Or anyone for that matter.

"Yeah, you're right, I should be. Except if you are avoiding me, then you are probably planning something completely horrible!"

"I am appalled by how menacing you truly believe me to be, Caroline." The British woman stated as they continued to walk the halls.

Caroline chewed on her bottom lip as she watched pain spread across Rebekah's features, for just a moment she looked hurt and it was because of her assumption. It made her feel guilty. "I'm sorry, but if it's not cause you're scheming to steal Tyler or something equally mean, then what is it? Is it something that I did to make you mad at me?"

"Perhaps I am simply busy, love." Rebekah made it a point to stare into Caroline's eyes as she spoke harshly, "Despite what you seem to believe, you are not the only thing that consumes my thoughts." 'Except you are… you always consume my thoughts, Caroline…' All weekend she could not think of anything else. She had imagined Tyler touching what was rightfully hers, Caroline telling him that she loved him; it had made her physically ill.

"I see…" She whispered out, for whatever reason this disappointed her. "I'll um—I'll let you go then. Good luck on your test." She forced a smile.

"Thank you." Rebekah stated simply before walking away from Caroline, leaving her lost in her confusing thoughts.

She had missed the British woman teasing her today, she had missed the way that she followed her around, and it had hurt her when Rebekah had told her that she did not consume her thoughts. 'God damn it, what is wrong with me!? Why do I care so much…? Jesus, she sure as hell seems to consume my thoughts lately.'

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Caroline, Tyler, Finn, Quinn, Brooke, Rebekah, and an entire group of cheerleaders were all seated in the choir room waiting for glee club to begin. Rachel Berry was wearing a wide smile; it seemed that her plan was actually working. She knew that in no time Quinn Fabray would see the real her and she would fall madly in love with her.

Haley, Kurt, Artie, Chris, and Mercedes were all shocked by the newcomers.

Quinn could not help but notice how smug Rachel Berry looked, sitting with her hands on her lap and a grin on her face. 'I know it was her that forced us to join…'

Haley noticed the way that her best friend was smiling and asked her, "What did you do, Rach?"

"I took matters into my own hands."

Mr. Scuester walked into the choir room and smiled as he saw the cheerleaders with some of their boyfriends. When Rachel had first approached him with the idea he had thought it was just another crazy Rachel Berry idea, but when he thought about it, he realized it would work. It would get them to nationals. He just hoped that they could all sing. Either way, they would be eligible.

"Hello everyone, welcome to glee club. I have already thought up the perfect assignment for you all." He said, clapping his hands together.

None of them looked excited.

Brooke was actually very happy about being in the glee club with Haley, but she was not excited about having to sing. It was not something she enjoyed or was good at.

"I want you to split up, boys and girls, and pick a song to sing. The thing is, I want everyone to sing at least one part of the song so that we can introduce the new people into the club. Plus, this will give you all a chance to meet outside of class and to bond and get to know each other."

'This is working out perfectly.' Rachel thought as her smile widened. This would give her the opportunity to spend time with Quinn outside of school, and she would also get the chance to sing to her.

"You have got to be kidding me." Quinn growled out from behind Rachel. The starlet turned to look over her shoulder at her, eyebrows knit together and brown eyes full of worry. "I'm out of here." She stood to her feet and started to walk out of the choir room.

"Quinn." Brooke spoke up. "If you leave then we lose the squad. We lose cheer leading." Everyone knew how important it was to her. It was the one thing that made her feel special and noticed.

"Yeah." Quinn muttered walking down the stairs toward the front of the room. "And I have a feeling that I know exactly who is blackmailing Coach Sylvester."

Rachel's face immediately grew serious upon hearing these words, her body stiffened and she fidgeted with her fingers. 'There is no way that she could know that it was—' Her thought was cut off as she saw a pair of shoes in front of her and looked up to meet angry hazel eyes glaring down at her. Quinn's eyes held such intensity that her stare made the diva's heart stop beating and her breath catch in her throat. Truthfully, she was lost somewhere between passion and lust and fear for her life.

Haley stared between the two women with an anxious look on her face. She knew what Quinn was capable of when she was angry and she did not want to see her friend get hurt.

"It was you, wasn't it man-hands?" She asked. Rachel did not say anything, but the look on her face gave her away. Lifting her hands, she dug her fingers into her forehead in frustration. "Well isn't that great. You finally found a way to force me to join your little glee club!" She threw her hands. "What is wrong with you, Berry? Why won't you just leave me alone!?"

"Quinn!" Both Brooke and Haley shouted at the same time, startling the blonde.

Quinn turned and stared at Brooke. "You're defending her now? Seriously?" She laughed humorlessly. "I'm done with this, I'm done with all of you." She turned and charged out of the room, tears filling her hazel eyes as she once again walked away from her problems. Directly after making her way out of the choir room, she could feel the guilt weighing down on her shoulders. She had once again hurt the woman that she loved. It was terrible, she was a terrible person.

Rachel stood up from her chair and started to run after her.

"Rach, wait! Maybe you shouldn't go after her yet." Haley tried, but the diva was already making her way out the door. She needed to talk to Quinn.

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Rachel ran out into the hallway, sprinting after Quinn. "Quinn! Please slow down, Quinn!" She shouted out. Honestly, she did not expect it to work and was pleasantly surprised when the blonde cheerleader turned around and glared at her. She had tears in her eyes. 'Why would she be crying? Does she hate the idea of hanging out with me that much? Or... is it something else?'

"What do you want Rachel!?" She screamed, her voice cracking due to the emotion behind it. She wasn't really angry with anyone but herself, but as she walked toward the shorter girl she started to take out the anger on her. She always took out her anger on her. "Why do you insist on following me around? Can't you see that I just want you to leave me alone!?"

Rachel took a few steps toward her and smiled. "I insist upon following you around because I wish to be your friend, Quinn. Because, I am capable of seeing just how sad you truly are all of the time, despite how you attempt to hide it from the world, and I want to help make you happier. You have a lovely smile and it is a tragedy to this world that you do not wear it more often."

Quinn listened closely to what she was saying and it only made her cry harder, it only made her hate herself more and love Rachel more.

She wanted to ask her why she was crying, but she didn't dare. Not yet. She didn't want to further push Quinn away. "I think that the glee club could really open your mind to happiness."

The blonde was now sniffling softly and trying to catch her breath as she stared into Rachel's kind eyes. She didn't understand why she was still trying to help her. She didn't deserve her kindness.

When Quinn hadn't said anything, she continued. "But, if you insist, I will have Mr. Schue drop the blackmail charges and free you from spending time with me."

"Why do you even care at all, Rachel?" She cried, tears streaming down her pale cheeks and over her neck. Her body shaking and her heart racing as she stared into large honest brown eyes that held such concern for her, concern that she did not deserve. "After everything that I have done to you, why do you even care?"

"I care because I know that there is more to you than you lead people to believe. And I know that there is a beautiful side of you that you are afraid to share with the world. You are afraid to allow yourself to be happy and I find that devastating because I wish for nothing more than you to be happy." She smiled sadly.

Silence filled the hallway.

"Just think about it Quinn. I hope to see you in there."

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Authors Note:

I got quite a few reviews so I decided to add another chapter for y'all! :) I hope that you guys like it and please do leave me some encouragement if you want me to get up the next chapter really soon! I love hearing from you guys and I really love writing this story. Thank you so much for inspiring me and reading this fic! :)

You are all so wonderful!

-Tracy Cook