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.
Warning: This chapter will contain little Rebekoline, but will set up for the next chapter having a lot of Rebekoline. :) Also, I WARN YOU ALL this chapter will have you hating Quinn Fabray, but I promise she will come around soon… Don't give up on me or Faberry. I love them so much.
Rating: M
Chapter Twelve
Empty Apologies
"Someone once said: It's the good girls who keep diaries;
The bad girls never have the time.
Me? I just want to live a life I'm going to remember.
Even if I don't write it down."
"So, when are you planning on introducing me to this little girlfriend of yours, Bekah?" Klaus smirked as he flipped through the pages of his sister's diary. It was most entertaining to read what had been going on between the two of them.
Rebekah scowled and walked across the room toward her brother, violently grabbing the book from his hands and closing it. "What did I tell you about reading that? It is personal."
"If it is so personal then I suggest that you stop leaving it right out in the open where anyone would be tempted to open it. Honestly, with it on display, what did you expect me to do?" He laughed and stared up at the blonde from her bed. He knew that he was in the wrong, but he did not care.
"Perhaps, I expect you to respect me." She suggested.
"Don't be foolish." He threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood to his feet, staring into her blue eyes. "Never have before, why start now?"
Rebekah simply glared at him, not responding to his question.
"So, about this Caroline. When are you planning on introducing the two of us? I would love to meet the girl that has my sister acting like a docile lovesick fool. She sounds lovely." His smile widened and he spun around, holding his hands out. "I can even cook supper and everything."
She chewed on her cheeks and crossed her arms over her chest as she stared at her brother. He was acting childish. "I do not wish for her to meet you, Nik."
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Brooke, Caroline, and Quinn were sifting through the clothing hanging on the racks in one of their favorite designer stores. They usually did this once a week. It was an excuse to hang out and gossip, have fun, and spend money. Brooke and Caroline tended to shop at least four times a week. Quinn was not as interested in it as her friends were.
"Oh my god, Brooke! This top would look great on you!" Caroline exclaimed, holding up a red dress-top that would show off a good majority of her skin when she wore it. She waggled her eyebrows at the brunette as she added in a suggestive tone, "And on the floor too."
"Yeah." Brooke said, laughing uncomfortably under her breath. She was not planning on having sex in the near future. Haley wasn't ready and she was going to respect her and wait until she was. Of course, she didn't want her friends to know that. Quickly, she changed the subject and reached for the top. "It really is cute."
"Yeah it is! Come on, let's go try on these clothes." A toothy smile stretched across her face as she prepared to head toward the dressing room. Few things ever excited Caroline as much as clothing and dances did. She looked over at Quinn and noticed that she did not seem interested in their shopping day, so she attempted to include her. "Quinn, pick something out too!"
"I'm alright." She insisted.
Caroline gave her a disapproving look, and she laughed. "Really, I'm fine Care. I don't even see anything that I really like." Most of the clothing was revealing and not things that she would wear. She did not like showing off too much of her skin.
"Oh, come on!" Caroline whined looking around. "You could pull off any of these things!"
"Yeah, it wouldn't hurt to show off that sexy figure, Q." Brooke agreed, looking through the clothes and pulling out a strapless top, wearing a devious dimpled grin. Quinn's hazel eyes widened as she witnessed it. "How about this?"
"Definitely not." She declined adamantly. There was no way that she was wearing something like that.
"What about this?" Caroline held up a less revealing light blue top with a hopeful look on her face.
Quinn eyed the top, chewing on her bottom lip as she looked it over. It was the lesser of two evils. It wouldn't be so bad. "I guess that I could try it on."
"Okay! Let's go!" The enthusiastic blonde started to skip toward the dressing rooms. Brooke and Quinn were used to their best friend's enthusiasm, so it did not really affect them as they followed her toward the dressing rooms.
Heading into separate changing rooms, they all started to try on their clothes.
The blonde eyed the blue top that she had tried on with wary hazel eyes. She still thought that it revealed a bit too much of her skin, and she didn't really think it looked good on her. 'I wonder if Rachel would think that it looks good on me... Not that I care what she thinks...' The blush on her cheeks told another story.
Quinn, only having one article of clothing to try on, was of course done first. She walked out of the dressing room holding up the shirt and looking at her friends with an upset expression. "There is no way that I am buying this."
Brooke shrugged her shoulders and moved toward her taking the top. "Fine, then I am." She rushed back into the dressing room to finish trying on clothes, while Quinn took a seat outside to wait for them to be done.
Finally, Caroline and Brooke emerged holding piles of clothes that they planned to buy.
Neither of them had a concept of money. They had been raised in households that had always provided them with enough money to buy everything they could ever desire. They didn't know the value of a dollar and they didn't want to.
Quinn couldn't judge. She didn't either.
Caroline was the first to check out. Her total rounding up to nearly eight-hundred dollars, which was actually a small amount compared to usual. Brooke was next to check out, her total reaching a little over two-thousand dollars. The brunette shrugged her shoulders and opened her wallet like it was no big deal. She pulled out her credit card and handed it to the attendant.
The attendant swiped the card and the machine beeped, a red light flashing. She tried again and the same thing happened. "I'm sorry. Your card has been declined." She handed it back.
Her eyes widened and she reopened her wallet. "That's weird. Here, try this one." She handed her another credit card. When the same thing happened, the attendant handed the card back.
Brooke smiled sheepishly as she returned the card to her wallet and shrugged her shoulders. "It's no big deal." She laughed uncomfortably and looked to her friends. "My dad musta just forgot to transfer my allowance to my account. I guess, I'll just uh, come back later." Her friends gave her looks that told her that they did not believe her.
She didn't believe herself.
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Quinn's eyes were intensely fixated on Rachel's locker. She knew that she would be returning today and it put her on edge. She did not want to face everything that had happened between the two of them since the shooting. They still had ignored the kiss, for the most part. Quinn prayed that Rachel would be willing to forget her kindness the past week just as easily.
But, as Rachel walked down the hallway and her eyes connected with her own, she knew that was not going to be the case. 'Oh God… she is headed this way…'
The petite diva smiled brightly as she approached Quinn. She did not see any reason why they had to suddenly go back to hating each other, not after everything that had happened. If anything she assumed that Quinn would understand how much she valued her life after the incident, and she would treat her better than ever. "Hello, Quinn. I am beyond relieved to be back at school today, I hate feeling unproductive. Although, I will most definitely miss you making meals for me."
She tensed at the mention of her making meals for her, hoping no one heard. "Rachel…" Quinn looked away ashamed. "I need to get away from her... If she keeps looking at me with those desperate eyes I might just give in and make more meals for her... What is wrong with me?'
"Yes, Quinn?" Rachel knit her brows together, perplexed.
"I've got to go."
Rachel's smile fell from her face and her large brown eyes filled with sorrow as she watched the woman of her affections turn to run. She was always running away from the feelings that they both knew were there. Quinn halted her movement as Haley ran up to the two of them, and smiled brightly as she hugged her best friend.
"I'm so happy you are back!" She pulled out of the hug and looked at Rachel. "I missed you so much. How are you feeling?" Haley looked her over, she was always overprotective. "Are you okay?"
"Haley, I assure you that I am fine." She laughed.
"Good, I was so worried. I bet you are so happy to be back, huh?" Haley nudged her side. She knew how much of an overachiever Rachel was, namely because she too was an overachiever. It had been one of the things that had sparked their friendship.
"God yes, I am so happy to be back!"
Haley turned to look over at Quinn who was standing and watching the scene uncomfortably. She looked ready to dart down the hallway any second. She offered her a grateful smile. "Thank you for watching over her, Quinn."
"Yeah… It was no problem… I should really be going." With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Rachel staring after her with hurt eyes and Haley wearing a confused look on her face.
The tutor rolled her eyes. "Looks like she's back to normal."
"That is exactly what I was afraid would happen."
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Quinn and Caroline were standing in front of Brooke's locker, waiting for their friend to show up. She usually met them there so that they could go to lunch together, but today she was late.
"Where is she?" Quinn asked. Her voice shaking with annoyance. She just wanted everything to go back to normal. She wanted to go back to the days when Caroline, Brooke, and her spent their nights hanging out in pajamas and talking about the boys they had crushes on. She wanted things to be simple again. The world was changing around her and she was staying the same, she did not like it.
Caroline furrowed her brow and looked at her friend with uncertain blue eyes as she debated telling her what was going on. It could help her cope before she saw it with her own eyes. 'Or it could make her take her anger out on me…I wouldn't want that...' She sighed and started to speak, "Quinn?"
"Yeah…?"
"There is something I should tell you. This last week, you've been missing a lot of classes and—"
"—don't worry about that. I'm already caught up in all of my classes. I just did my homework while—" She paused and stopped herself from saying what she was going to say. 'While Rachel was sleeping…' "—while I was at home."
"That's great!" Caroline smiled. "But, uh, that's not what I wanted to tell you…"
"What is it?" Hazel eyes snapped to blue. Quinn was confused as to why her usually open and enthusiastic friend was acting so worried and awkward around her. 'What is going on…? Why is she acting this way?'
"It's about—"
"—Brooke." She stated harshly as she spotted Brooke over Caroline's shoulder. She was walking hand in hand with Haley. Her jaw tightened and her muscles tensed.
"Yeah, she uh-well, her and Haley have been acting a little closer than usual… I just know how you get and I don't want you to, like—" Her voice was cut off as Quinn angrily stormed past her. Caroline let out a squeak and turned to watch her friend walking toward Brooke and Haley. "—Freak out…" She finished to herself.
Quinn felt a mix of emotions. Some of which she could not quite explain if questioned about. She felt betrayed by Brooke, of course, for hiding this relationship from her. But, more than that she felt jealous. She felt jealous that Brooke was capable of holding another woman's hand in public without feeling the overwhelming guilt of being condemned to burn in Hell, that she was not ashamed of her feelings, that she was happy. She knew that it was her fault that she could not have it, but she wanted that with Rachel.
She wanted to feel like she was normal despite her feelings for the driven diva. But, she was not allowed that luxury like others were. Not with the words that her parents had hammered into her from the day she was born.
They were a constant reminder that she could never go to Heaven and get what she wanted out of life.
Caroline ran after her friend. "Quinn!" She called out. It did little to help the situation. All that it really did was warn Brooke that she was coming. 'Which I guess is better than nothing... No one wants to deal with scary Quinn without a warning...'
Haley's eyes widened as Quinn walked toward them with a scowl on her face. She attempted to pull her hand away from Brooke's, but she wouldn't allow it. She was not ashamed of her girlfriend and she was not going to be scared to date her.
"What is going on here?" Quinn asked. She cast her eyes down to their interlocking hands, before shooting a glare at her best friend.
Haley felt her anxiety rising. Still, she held her ground. If Brooke was going to stand up for their relationship, then so was she.
"I'm walking my girlfriend to class." She bit back.
"Your girlfriend?" She asked with a raise of her brow. The word caused her stomach to flip and nausea to set in.
"Yeah. My girlfriend." Brooke said in a confident tone of voice, raising her chin and taking a step toward Quinn. She would challenge her any day. "You got a problem with that?"
"Of course I do!" She laughed humorlessly as she pushed her fingers into her forehead. "I mean, you've always slept with women and that was okay, but you're dating one now? And Rachel's best friend on top of it!? This is so wrong on so many levels!"
"And what's so wrong about it, Quinn!?" Brooke screamed out angrily, her voice cracking. She threw her free hand up in the air as she spoke with venom on her tongue. She hated how closed-minded the blonde was. "God's gonna come down and condemn me to Hell? For what? Falling for a girl!? Seriously? In that case, screw your God!"
Quinn bit her cheeks and her eyes hardened as she heard the other woman insulting her God. It upset her, but not as much as the reality behind her words. They were true. "This isn't right, Brooke. This isn't the way it's supposed to be."
"Do you hear yourself right now?! This isn't the way that it's "supposed" to be." She laughed. "Who the fuck is allowed to tell me who it is right or wrong for me to fall for!?"
Haley dared a look toward Quinn and saw that she looked beyond angry. What she also noticed was that Caroline was giving her a soft apologetic smile. She returned the smile.
Quinn directed her gaze toward Haley. "I hope that you enjoy being another notch on her bedpost."
"What the hell did you just say to her!?"
"You heard me. If you think that this will last after you guys have sex, you are gravely mistaken. She'll move on before you even know it." Quinn watched as Haley's large brown eyes filled with tears before her, and she was unable to stop herself from comparing them to Rachel's eyes. She could not help but feel terrible the minute that the words slipped through her lips. She was a terrible person. She had just hurt an innocent woman who had done nothing wrong.
Haley pulled her hand away from Brooke's and ran down the hallway. She had been trying her hardest not to worry about her girlfriend's reputation, but it seemed to just keep following them around.
"Damn it, Quinn!" Brooke growled out angrily as she turned and ran down the hallway after her girlfriend. This was rapidly becoming a common occurrence between the two of them. Haley would be hurt and run away and she would chase after her.
Quinn turned around and stared at Caroline, her pink lips parted and sadness in her hazel eyes. She could not believe what a monster she was. Her friend looked just as ashamed. Worse than that, Rachel was standing beside the blonde with a pained expression on her face.
"Quinn…"
She walked past the two of them toward the bathroom, tears falling from her eyes as she wheezed out. Sometimes she wished that she could just die and spare the world of her hatred, spare herself. "Quinn!" She heard Rachel shouting out behind her and chasing her down the hallway. 'Why does she always follow me!? No matter how horrible I am!?'
"Leave me alone, Rachel!"
"I will not leave you alone!" She followed her into the bathroom, waving her fists at her sides. "You cannot continue to treat people like this, Quinn! It is not okay!" Rachel was now standing directly in front of her, staring up into her eyes. "Did you not learn anything from the shooting?"
Quinn turned and looked away, holding onto the sink and crying loudly as she looked down at her hands. She could not stand to look into those angry and hurt eyes of the woman that she loved.
"Brooke is your friend." Rachel stated. "You two have been friends for as long as I can recall, and Haley is my best friend in the entire world." She paused and walked over to the sink beside Quinn, staring over at her. "I do not know any more than you about this relationship that they have built, but I do know that I love Haley and I plan to support her. We could lose them any minute, life is fleeting. Is this how you wish to spend your time with them? Hating them?"
"It isn't fair…"
Rachel sighed loudly. "To be completely honest, I am probably just as jealous of what they have. If not more so, because I know that you love me, but you stubbornly refuse to accept it." She stated bluntly. Her words shocking Quinn. She knew that they were true; she just had not been expecting to hear them. "But, you cannot ruin their happiness just because you yourself are afraid to be happy."
"Rachel…" She cried out. "God, I am such a terrible person."
"Sometimes." Rachel admitted. "But you are capable of fixing this."
"How?"
"You need to talk to Brooke. Explain to her why you got so upset. And maybe you should work on your mindset too, Quinn."
"What do you mean?" She had a feeling that she already knew the answer.
Rachel smiled and spoke softly. "These feelings are not bad."
"They are terrible, Rachel." Quinn countered harshly, her body shaking.
"No, they are not." The starlet insisted, moving closer to the other woman and reaching out to her. She placed her hand on top of Quinn's and squeezed it gently. For just a moment Quinn indulged in the contact, the warmth, the soft skin, before slapping it away and turning to face Rachel. Glaring down into her large surprised eyes.
Her breath caught in her throat as the brunette moved closer to her. She could feel the heat of her body practically radiating off of her and it caused her to shiver. Composing herself, she spoke. "These feelings are wrong, Rachel. If my parents found out what I was feeling toward you, they would burn me at the stake."
Rachel smiled sympathetically and reached out, once again holding onto her hand. "They do not have to find out, Quinn. Not yet." Quinn's eyes widened in terror and she quickly added, "Not ever, if that is what you truly want. No one has to know."
"That wouldn't be fair to you."
"I do not care if it is fair! I love you so much that it physically hurts me, Quinn. And I have loved you for so long—"
Rachel was interrupted as Quinn leant forward and crashed her lips hard against her own, the kiss was nearly bruising and saturated in emotion. Tears were streaming down pale cheeks and Rachel could taste them on her tongue as she swiped it across Quinn's bottom lip, causing her to whimper out and open her mouth. Their tongues started to dance and the brunette clutched onto her shirt so tightly, pulling Quinn as close as possible. She was holding on for dear life. Knowing that when the kiss ended that the kindness would too.
Rachel whimpered out as Quinn pulled away from the kiss. Teary hazel searched large brown for answers to her questions, for solutions to her problems, but she found none.
"I—I can't—I can't." She stuttered and took a few steps away from Rachel. She had enjoyed the kiss more than she should. Turning she rushed toward the door to the bathroom. She was halted by the diva's voice as she placed her hand on the handle.
"I understand why you refuse to acknowledge how breathtaking that kiss we just shared was, but please, at least stop hurting Haley? Even if you cannot stop hurting me, Quinn. She does not deserve it, and neither does Brooke."
"Alright. Tell her I am sorry." She walked out the door.
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"I don't know if I can do this, Brooke." Haley rambled as she ran her hands through her hair and paced the hallway in front of her girlfriend. She was having second-thoughts about their relationship. "It's just, I keep telling myself that you are different with me, that this is different, but your past is so intimidating. It's just so much pressure and—"
"—Haley, please don't push me away again." She pleaded, moving toward the shorter woman and holding onto her arms to stop her frantic pacing.
Haley looked up at her and took in a breath before letting it rush out quickly. "I'm just insecure. I mean, I've never even been in a relationship, and all of these things, and people, keep pointing out how many people you've been with and it really makes me feel inadequate."
Brooke stared down into brown eyes with intense hazel. She needed Haley to truly understand her feelings for her, how they were different than with anyone else. "Okay, Haley, look." She paused. "Yes, I have a lot of skeletons in my closet that keep popping up, and apparently half of them are naked, but that doesn't matter. My past doesn't matter."
"It does to me."
"Well, it doesn't to me. My future with you is all that matters to me. Quinn is just being a bitch because of whatever is going on between her and Rachel. This has nothing to do with us dating. It's a huge annoying flaw of hers to project her insecurities onto others."
"You promise that I won't just become a notch on your bedpost?" Haley laughed a little at the words, but she really needed to know. She was scared to death.
"I promise." Brooke insisted.
"Good, I better not!"
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Caroline was trying her hardest to focus on what their science teacher was saying to them. He was talking about how they were going to break up into pairs and work on their lab projects together. She usually wasn't very attentive in class, but right now she had motive to be. It allowed her to not pay attention to the British woman who had been staring at her for the duration of the class. 'I can still feel her eyes on the back of my head... Why won't she just leave me alone...?'
Suddenly, her cellphone vibrated in the pocket of her jeans and she quickly pulled it out to see what the text said.
She opened her phone and read the name of the person texting her. 'Rebekah? Why is she texting me?' Caroline wanted more than anything to be strong-willed enough not to open the message, but her curiosity got the best of her. She wanted to know what the other blonde had to say.
Clicking the open button, she read over the text.
'Hello, love.'
She groaned out in annoyance and quickly started to type a message in response. 'Why are you texting me, Rebekah?'
'Because, you refuse to look back at me and I needed to inform you of something.'
Caroline chewed down on her bottom lip and she glanced over her shoulder in the direction of the other woman. She saw that she was staring down at her notebook and diligently writing down notes. 'Look at her over there, acting like she is completely oblivious to what I am doing! Gah, she claims to want my attention, so I look, and now she's just ignoring me! What gives?'
Returning her attention to her phone, she replied. 'What did you need to tell me that couldn't wait til after class?'
Blue eyes widened as she read Rebekah's response to her question. Her heart practically leaped out of her chest and her face turned a bright shade of pink. 'I needed to tell you that you look positively fuckable in that outfit.'
'Friendship over.'
'Oh, don't act like that. I'm only being honest with you. Besides, I can see you blushing.'
Her blush intensified and she tried her hardest to hide her face from Rebekah. She didn't want her to know how much she was effecting her. 'Who does she think she is saying stuff like that!?' What happened to no benefits!?'
Caroline did not respond to the text this time. Instead she focused her attention on her instructor and listened to him as he announced lab partners. Again there was a buzzing in her pocket though and she was starting to get irritated. As she opened her phone and read the text, her breath caught in her throat and a heated arousal started to form between her thighs. 'Oh my god...Oh my god, oh my freaking god! Breathe Caroline! She's watching you!'
The text read, 'Don't ignore me, sweets. It's not my fault that you look delectable in that outfit. I just wish that I could straddle you and run my fingers up your thighs. That's all. ;)'
She coughed and tried to clear her mind of all the naughty thoughts that were currently racing through it. She couldn't seem to stop imagining the other blonde climbing on top of her and taking her right in class. The thought made her body ache with need. She wanted her.
'Seriously, leave me alone. I don't want to be with you that way.' She finally responded.
"Caroline Forbes." Her teacher said with a smile on his face. "You will be paired up with Rebekah Mikaelson."
"What!?" She asked aloud. Caroline couldn't believe the luck that she was having. Just as she had told Rebekah to stop texting her, the two of them had been paired up in lab. Hastily she glanced over her shoulder and she was met with shimmering blue eyes and a devious smirk. 'Damn it! She is just loving every freaking second of this!'
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Brooke held her cellphone to her ear and waited impatiently for her mother to pick up. Every time that she had tried to buy something her credit cards had been declined, and she was starting to get annoyed. She hated not having money. It was pure torture. She kept going to stores and seeing something really cute that she wanted to buy, and then she was rejected.
Finally, someone answered.
"Hello?" Brooke spoke into the phone. "Victoria?"
"Yeah, it's me. Your daughter." She rolled her hazel eyes. It really hurt her feelings that she had to remind her mother who she was, on the rare occasion that they actually spoke to each other.
"What's going on with my account? I tried to buy a few things and my card was declined." Her eyes widened. "You're doing what!? No! What happened—wait, no. What does this even mean?" Her mother hung up on her.
Brooke pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at it with a furrowed brow and perplexed eyes. 'What the hell…?'
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Surprisingly, everyone showed up to glee club that afternoon. Rachel had not been attending since the shooting, and Quinn had rarely shown up over the last week. And absolutely no one had expected to see Tyler after Caroline had ended things with him. This left them wondering if he simply enjoyed singing, or if he was trying to get his ex-girlfriend back. Rebekah did not like the idea of him chasing after her, not when she was finally free to pursue her. Not that their relationship had ever stopped her before.
Finn had really taken a liking to the club, and Mr. Schuester had really taken a liking to him. He was his new favorite student. He was also the student that got the solo at sectionals. Rachel was more than frustrated with this. Not only did he get to be with the woman that she loved; now he was taking her spotlight as well? It was not alright.
"Mr. Schue. I must once again inform you that I am fully capable of singing at sectionals and there is no way that Finn's vocal range will be sufficient for the solo I chose."
"Actually, we picked a song to better suit his voice."
She scowled and her jaw clenched as she stared at him with angry brown eyes. "Of course you did. Regardless, his range is terrible compared to anyone else in this room, aside from Brooke." Brooke looked offended and Rachel apologized. "Honestly, Haley here would do a better job than him."
Will looked toward Haley whose eyes widened. She quickly shook her head and declined. "Absolutely not. I love Finn's voice."
"Haley!"
"I'm not singing that solo." She whispered harshly, glaring at her best friend.
A pout formed on Rachel's full lips as she stared toward the front of the room, waiting for Will to tell them what they were going to do.
"Okay!" He smiled brightly. "You're back just in time, Rachel! This week's assignment is duets!" Some of the students cheered as they heard this, some feigned indifference, and a few of them groaned out. "I know that you would all love to choose your own partners, but I thought that we should mix it up and leave it up to fate to decide!" He held up a hat and shook it; they could hear paper shaking inside.
All of the students groaned out now, aside from Rachel. She looked at this as an opportunity. There was no way that Quinn would have chosen to be her partner. 'Quinn and I doing a duet… would be perfect.'
"Alright, our first pairing will be…" He paused and reached into the hat, pulling out a name and reading it. "Brooke Davis and Tyler Lockwood." Brooke and Tyler exchanged a look and both shrugged their shoulders. They did not have anything against each other. Caroline on the other hand was wearing a worried look on her face as she looked between her friend and her ex-boyfriend.
"Rebekah Mikaelson!" Will called out as he picked out the next name. "You will be paired up with… Caroline Forbes!"
"Great." Caroline rolled her eyes. 'First we are assigned lab partners and now this?' Deep down, she was actually really excited about being paired up with Rebekah though. She just refused to show it.
"Haley James… you will be paired up with Finn Hudson." They exchanged an indifferent look, but Brooke looked jealous and pissed off. She did not want Haley singing with him. "And Quinn Fabray… you and Rachel Berry will be paired up…"
Everyone in the room grew awkward and tense as they stared over at Quinn. Her body language spoke volumes. She was clenching her fists in her lap, her jaw was tight, her lips pursed, and her muscles flexed. Will did not notice. But everyone else did, including Rachel who was already terrified that the blonde would stand up and say she wasn't doing the assignment.
The starlet was surprised when Quinn remained seated despite her obvious discomfort with the partner selection. 'That's a step in the right direction... at least she didn't run away this time.'
"You guys will need to arrange some time with your partner to work on these duets. I will give you the last few minutes of glee club to figure all of that out." He dismissed them and walked out of the room.
Caroline stood to her feet and walked toward Rebekah who was already standing and heading toward the door. She offered her a small smile as she restated the obvious. "Looks like we're partners."
The British woman smirked and turned to look at the other blonde, taking a step in her direction. "As fate would have it." She leant in a little closer and stared deep into blue eyes, whispering under her breath. "Seems as though we are meant to be together, love."
A blush stained Caroline's pale cheeks as she stared back into those captivating eyes. She wondered if Rebekah had meant for it to sound like they belonged together romantically. 'There she goes… getting in my head again…' "Uh, yeah, for this project and our science project." She pointed out.
Rebekah pursed her lips and pulled away, nodding. "Of course, what else could I have possibly been implying?"
"Nothing…"
She suddenly seemed harsh and angry as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Let's get on with it. My brother has been practically pleading with me to allow him to meet my lover anyhow, so why not meet at my place?"
Caroline blushed and backed away a little as she heard Rebekah refer to her as her lover. 'Oh my god! Did she tell her brother!?' "Rebekah! You can't just go around saying things like that! We're—"
"—just friends. I remember. But, that does not change what has already happened between the two of us."
"You told your brother about that!?" She squeaked embarrassedly.
"No. I did not tell him anything. That little prat took it upon himself to snoop through my journal."
Caroline started to laugh. She could not really explain why, but hearing that Rebekah kept a diary was hilarious. And sort of adorable as well.
"What are you laughing at?" Rebekah raised a brow at the amused woman.
"You have a diary?" She smiled brightly, still laughing a little.
"Are you implying that you do not have one?"
"No, I do!" Caroline admitted easily. "I just wouldn't have expected you to have one. You just give off these serious big bad girl vibes. But, I guess under all of that tough exterior, you're just a girl like me."
Rebekah scowled and glared at the other woman.
"Oh! Don't pout, Rebekah! I'm sure you are still just as tough as you pretend to be." She teased, nudging her gently in the side. This caused her full bottom lip to protrude further. After a few seconds passed, Caroline stared up at her with shimmering blue eyes. "Is it like pink, with little hearts all over it?"
Rebekah rolled her eyes. "I will text you my address." She stated before walking away, a pale blush tracing along her cheeks.
"Aww! Come on, don't be like that!"
'Wait… did I just win?'
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Brooke and Haley were making their way out of the choir room after glee club, when they heard a familiar voice behind them. "Hey, Brooke." She turned to look over her shoulder at Quinn and her smile fell. She was the last person that she wanted to see.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked hesitantly.
Haley looked up at Brooke with worried eyes. She smiled down at her girlfriend and gave her a nod, silently telling her that she would be okay. The tutor still looked uncomfortable leaving her alone with Quinn, but she nodded and leant up placing a kiss to her cheek. Quinn visibly cringed as she watched the display of affection. She did not say anything negative though.
"I'll see you later, Hales."
"Yeah, see ya." Haley stuffed her hands into the pockets of her jeans and walked away.
Brooke turned around to stare her best friend down. "What do you want? Here to bitch at me some more about how "unrighteous" my relationship is?" She lifted her fingers to do the air quotes, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I never said it was unrighteous."
"Yeah, well, you thought it pretty damn loud." She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I'm not stupid, Quinn. I know you. And I know what you've been brainwashed to believe."
"If that is your defense then I could say the same about you, I know you Brooke." Quinn muttered taking a step closer to her, confidently. "Aren't you the same girl who said that you prefer just hooking up with people? That sex is easy and love just complicates everything? Maybe what I said to Haley isn't that far off from the truth. Maybe you will tire of her after the two of you sleep together."
"No! Don't you dare twist my past words around to make yourself feel like you are not a back-stabbing, two-faced bitch. You had no right to say those things to Haley, and if you just came over here to make excuses, save it for someone who gives a shit."
"I didn't come over here to make excuses." Her voice was low and apologetic.
"Then what do you want?"
"I wanted to tell you I am sorry. I am so sorry for how I acted and I feel terrible."
"I'm really not the one you should be apologizing too." Brooke bit back, still angry with her friend.
"I was actually hoping that you could tell her that I am sorry. I don't think that I can face her…" Her hazel eyes filled with tears, but she held them back.
Brooke chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at her best friend. It was difficult to hate Quinn. She knew how her parents treated her, what they expected out of her, and she understood the pressure that she was under and the battles she was fighting. Brooke had the luxury of not having parents to tell her who she could date. They did not even care to know she was with Haley. Quinn did not have that luxury.
"Yeah, I can do that…"
"Thanks."
Brooke smiled at the blonde and moved toward her, pulling her into a silent and reassuring hug. When they pulled apart, Quinn searched Brooke's eyes. "You really do care about her, don't you?"
"More than you even know." She breathed out.
"Then… I want to support the two of you."
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"She said she was sorry?" Haley asked as she lay on her stomach in front of Brooke, kicking her legs against the bed. She laughed and sat up Indian style. "Why do I have a hard time believing that?"
Brooke laughed and nodded her head understandingly. "Believe me, if I hadn't witnessed it with my own two eyes I would have a hard time believing it too." She paused and stared across the bed at her girlfriend. "She seemed genuinely sorry, though. She even said that she wanted to support our relationship, it was kinda creepy."
Haley laughed louder as she heard this. "Are you sure Rachel didn't find some way to possess her or something?"
Her face distorted in a mix of disgust and fear. "Oh god, that would be way creepy!"
"I guess that I am glad that she apologized… I just think it's a case of too little too late, you know?"
"Yeah, I know…" Brooke shrugged her shoulders and flashed her a dimpled smile. "But, still, this is kind of a big deal for Quinn."
"What do you mean?" Haley wondered.
"I mean, she's got some super-scary crazy ass Christian parents, that like tell her constantly about how everyone is going to hell for pretty much everything. And they are WAY too detailed on the torture. It's hard to blame her for being so closed-minded sometimes."
"That sounds terrible." Haley noted.
"Yeah." Brooke nodded and then bit down on her bottom lip as she looked over at her cellphone, recalling the conversation that she had with her mother earlier. "Speaking of shitty parents, I talked to mine today."
"Oh god." Her brown eyes filled with fear as she moved closer to the other woman on the bed. "What did they have to say?"
"Nothing good. Bitch-toria so politely informed me that my father's business went bankrupt and they have to sell everything that I own." She pouted. Money was one of her favorite things in the world.
Haley reached out and placed a hand over Brooke's, furrowing her brow and staring into her hazel eyes. "This is huge, Brooke. What are you going to do?"
"They want me to move out to…" Her voice broke as tears threatened to fill her eyes, she couldn't even stand the thought of leaving her. "California with them…"
Haley's heart broke. Suddenly, she lost the ability to breath, to think, she just stared back at the beautiful woman. "What?" She finally managed to force past her lips.
"I don't want to go, Haley—I don't want to leave you." She insisted.
Suddenly, Haley zoned out as if she were lost in thought. Brooke just sat there and watched as her face mixed with emotions, first sorrow, then confusion, then understanding, and finally a smile spread across her face. She had an idea! She was going to fix this.
"Okay, what are you thinking tutor-girlfriend? You've got that look!" Her voice held excitement.
"What look?" Haley countered, sounding almost offended.
"That, I've got an amazing idea that is so going to fix all of your problems, look that you get. Now spill!"
"I do not have a look." She said, but when Brooke gave her an encouraging look she could not help but laugh and give in. "But, I do have an idea to fix all of our problems."
"I knew it!" Brooke jumped on the bed, her face close to Haley's now as she added, "What is it?"
"Well, my parents just moved away and they suggested that I get a new place of my own and share it with a roommate. So, if you were to get a job to help pay rent, we could get a place together. I'm sure that your parents would allow you to stay."
"Get a job!?" She whined, throwing herself down on the bed childishly. Brooke Davis had never had a job in her life and she liked it that way. "I don't wanna."
Haley grabbed one of the many pillows that littered the bed and slammed it into the other woman's head, causing her to sit up on her elbows and gasp as she stared up at her. "Hey, it's either you get a job, or we end the relationship. Your call." She teased, already knowing what she would choose.
Sighing out and pouting, Brooke sat up completely. Her voice still whiney. "Point made." She paused and raised an eyebrow at Haley. "But Haley, moving in together? That's kind of a big step."
Haley blushed brightly as she looked down at her hands, chewing on her bottom lip. She felt that she was ready for anything as long as she had Brooke by her side. "I'm willing to take that step if you are." She cast her eyes up to hazel.
"I'm ready."
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Authors Note:
I hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter. I am so sorry for Quinn's attitude, but I promise she will come around. I understand if you guys don't like it… and I am sorry. Please, if you enjoyed this chapter and you want to encourage me to add faster, leave me some reviews! I love hearing from you all! :) Thank you so much for the encouragement, and I promise that the next chapter will have some Rebekoline.
Credit to the quote at the top is Brooke Davis. :)
Thank you all for reading! I love each and every one of you.
-Tracy Cook