Hey again everyone. So i've decided, time allowing of course, that i will try to get a chapter posted once a day as i am genuinely enjoying writing this FanFic. I wouldnt worry too much about Rachel getting beaten up, i dont have the heart to have that sweet face marred in anyways. =)
Again i don't own Glee just borrowing the characters. All reviews are welcome, don't be shy about pointing out any flaws. =)
Rachel was walking around in the grocery store when she heard her phone make a sound and she reached into her purse and pulled it out.
Santana:
We're at home. Where are you?
Rachel:
Grocery. Will be there in 30.
Rachel finished grabbing the few items she had gone out for and went to the cash register. While standing there she saw the blonde football player walking around with one of his team mates. With a sigh Rachel tried her best to make herself as unnoticeable as possible.
Rachel got her things paid for and glanced around to see where the football players might have been and when she didn't see them she smiled and walked out of the store. The smile dropped off of her face when she neared her car and noticed the football players leaning against it.
"Berry you might want to rethink the vanity plate." The blonde said tossing an aerosol can across the parking lot and striding away from the car with his friend in tow.
Rachel watched them walk away and moved over to her car and saw the damage they had done. It bright pink paint the word 'dyke' was written on her car. She walked to the other side and saw the word 'queer' in the same tone of pink. With an angry growl Rachel threw the grocery back in the car and got in the driver seat and drove home.
Pulling into the drive way of her home Rachel jumped out of her car and grabbed her groceries before storming into the house and slamming the door. She was about to take a step when the bottom of the paper grocery bag tore and all its contents fell to the floor.
"Fuck!" Rachel exclaimed loudly.
Rachel bent down and was gathering the things from the floor when another set of hands came into view and started helping also. Rachel looked up about to thank Brittany for the help but stopped when she saw it wasn't Brittany but Quinn Fabray.
"Quinn!" Rachel said a little shocked to see the blonde.
"Rachel. I hope you don't mind i'm here. Santana invited me." Quinn spoke with a smile.
"No, not at all. The more the merrier." Rachel said as the shock melted off her face to be replaced with the scowl from before.
"Did I hear you swear? Is everything OK? Nothing broke when it hit the floor..." Quinn was looking a little confused.
"Ah, take a look at my car and you tell me." Rachel said standing up and moving around Quinn to angrily walk into the kitchen while Quinn frowned and opened the front door.
Rachel was putting the few things away when she heard the front door slam and a moment later a shout from Quinn from the front door.
"Who the fuck did that?!" The outrage was evident in the blondes tone.
"Guess." Rachel said when Quinn appeared in the kitchen.
"Son's of bitches. How did they even know it was your car, you usually walk to school or your dads drop you off." Quinn asked still visibly angry.
"Vanity plate." Rachel said as Brittany and Santana walked into the kitchen.
"Whats all the yelling? You two aren't fighting are you?" Santana asked curiously.
"No those stupid jokes spray painted words on Rachel's car." Quinn said with a scathing tone.
"What? What did they paint on it?" Brittany asked.
"'Dyke' and 'Queer'. I want to punt them in the balls." Quinn said still angry.
"Yes well its what ever. Lets not let it ruin the rest of our day." Rachel said finally letting the anger go and looking at her three friends.
"Sometimes I really dislike your attitude Berry." Quinn said frowning.
"I know. Come on lets get the fun started." Rachel said with a brilliant smile.
Rachel walked into the lounge with Quinn behind her and missed seeing the blonde checking her out. Santana on the other hand had noticed the perusal Quinn was giving the small brunette. Santana just rolled her eyes and pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed LeRoy's phone.
"Daddy, its San. Sorry to interrupt your date night." Santana spoke into the receiver on her phone.
"San, honey, is everything OK?" LeRoy asked worriedly.
"No one is hurt don't freak out. I just wanted to let you know that Rach's car was spray painted while she was the store today. I just didn't want you to freak out when you got home and saw it." Santana explained hurriedly so the man wouldn't freak out.
"Oh no. What was painted on it? Who did it?" Leroy was frowning you could hear it on his voice.
"Some jocks from school kind of have it out for Rachel. They noticed her car and waited the words 'Queer' and 'Dyke' on it." Santana sat down on the couch beside Brittany while Rachel got the board games out of the closet under the stairs.
"Oh why would they do that? Is it because of what you told us about the other day? You wearing her clothes or something?" LeRoy asked with a sad sigh.
"Yeah. Bunch of teenage boys, a few brain cells short of a clue." Santana said with a laugh.
"How is Rachel?" LeRoy asked after he laughed at Santana's comment.
"She was a bit irate when she first got here but I think that was more the grocery bag tearing. She is fine now. Like I said, I just wanted to let you and dad know so you don't freak out when you get home and see it." Santana said kindly.
"OK Thank you sweetie. You girls have fun." LeRoy was smiling on his end of the phone.
"You both, too. Bye Daddy." Santana said grinning and then hung up the phone.
"Thanks San, I didn't even think to let them know." Rachel said sitting down on the carpet and putting the board games down in front of her.
"I am a smart one." Santana said with a cheeky grin.
"Jees San, I didn't know you was that close with Rachel's dads. Are you two dating in secret?" Quinn asked only half joking.
"Yeah right, I'm not Rachel's type." Santana said scrunching her nose.
"When did I say that?" Rachel asked a little outraged that the conversation was again on her and Santana.
"You didn't But dad showed me one of your photos of your 3rd grade class and your teacher was the tall blonde type. I'm of average height and brunette." Santana explained like it was obvious.
"Oh. Thanks for pointing that out. To answer your question Quinn, no we aren't dating, secretly or otherwise. What are we playing?" Rachel asked trying to steer the question towards a safer subject.
"You are into girls Rachel? That's odd, I distinctly remember you stealing my boyfriend once." Quinn pointed out mildly.
"Yes well i'm into anyone I have feelings for... not strictly boys or girls... Now The game of Life, Scrabble or Monopoly?" Rachel tried again as a mild blush stole up into her cheeks.
"The Game of Life." Brittany said with a smile and she slid down to sit on the floor across from Rachel.
"So you are into tall blonde girls and... Talk dark and handsome guys?" Quinn didn't seem to want to drop it and spoke before Rachel could say anything.
"Ugh, Quinn really do we have to have this conversation?" Rachel asked with a groan.
"Don't see why not. So who are into now Rachel? I know its not still Finn since I hear you turned him down earlier in the week after he and I broke up." Quinn was staring intently at Rachel and it was making the brunette more than a little nervous.
"Yes I did turn him down. You and he had just broken up, but you are right i'm no longer into Finn. I'm not into anyone." Rachel finished lamely.
"Oh really?... If you aren't into anyone why do you refuse San?" Quinn furrowed her brow in confusion.
Santana stood up and walked into the kitchen when Rachel looked at her for help. Rachel glared after the retreating form of the other brunette and then looked back at Quinn who was watching her closely. With a sigh Rachel stalled while she set up the board game the quiet Brittany had picked.
"Because Quinn believe it or not I don't just want to have sex with everyone who offers, or asks I have never done that with anyone and I don't intend to do it unless its meaningful." Rachel explained after a moment longer of silence.
Quinn sat and watched Rachel without speaking and Rachel found she couldn't look away from the hazel eyes of the blonde. Quinn seemed to be about to say something when Santana walked back in with a few cans of soda and a bottle of juice. Rachel tore hey eyes away from the blonde and accepted the juice.
"So San, how exactly did this happen? You and Rachel practically becoming family I mean." Quinn asked curiously turning the conversation away from Rachel's romantic preferences.
"Oh. Well to begin with she ran into me, literally, at the mall a couple months ago and overheard something. I was about to beat the crap out of her and make her swear she would never say anything to anyone when she blinded sided me with her understanding. The next time we spoke was a week after when I was walking home in the rain and her dad stopped to give me a ride." Santana explained as she sat down on the floor next to Brittany and opened her soda.
"So that's how you both got so close? Just like that?" Quinn was a little confused.
Rachel could understand how Quinn might be confused about that explanation It wasn't something you would think possible, to befriend the angsty Latina so easily. Rachel smiled at Santana and then helped Brittany with the board game.
"Not really. I was still a little pissy but her dad invited me to come here and change into some of Rachel's clothes and stay for dinner. I felt like it would piss Rachel off so I said yes. It didn't piss her off and I actually found myself enjoying the company of the three Berry's." Santana said with a warm smile.
"Yep. San, mentioned having trouble with her math and history classes so I offered to help her out. She fell asleep the first night she came over for a tutor session and I guess waking up in a bed with me wasn't so bad and it became a habit." Rachel explained with a chuckle.
"You both share a bed when San sleeps over?" Brittany asked curiously.
"Not always intentionally, sometimes we are just on her bed talking or watching a movie and I fall asleep. Apparently i'm pretty cute when I sleep so she never wakes me up, just puts me under the blankets and leaves me be." Santana grinned at this.
"Its not that you are cute when you sleep San, its that you are a bitch when people try to wake you up. Why do you think dad has the coffee system in place?" Rachel asked teasingly.
"The coffee system?" Quinn asked with a frown.
"Yeah, if you try to wake her up without a coffee at hand she can be a total bitch. So my dad always comes up to wake her himself and brings her a coffee. On a week day that is, if its a weekend we tend to just let her wake up on her own." Rachel explained casually.
"Interesting." Quinn stated after a moment.
"Yeah yeah. The dads gave me my own room here anyways so I don't have to share with Rachel anymore. Though to be honest I sleep better with her there." Santana said a little quietly at the admission.
"You know you're welcome to share with me, I don't mind at all. Besides your a warm bed buddy. Are we playing this game or what?" Rachel asked frowning now.
"Yeah come on lets play." Brittany said in a somewhat whiny tone that you just couldn't refuse.