Don't think this is a regular thing, but I just updated two chapters in one day. Just because it's weekend and I'm bored. But it's a short chapter. This week is gonna be busy but I'll try to make some time to write chapter 3. Thanks for the favorites and follows, love you all… (PS: don't hate me for grammar-mistakes. I did my best xd)

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Rachel

Rachel's days have always been boring, terrible and… Let's just say they couldn't get worse. But the last few days, it's been a whole different story. And her "Stranger" changed that. She now feels like walking on a cloud and the slushies? Who cares about them now. Everyday, she finds a new letter in her locker and they make her heart flutter every time. She knows it might be dumb, but she feels herself falling in love more and more. And she doesn't even knows who it is. She really hopes it's not that Jacob guy who stalks her every day. But that's ridiculous when you realize he has a brain of a pea.

Dreamily, Rachel walks to her locker and opens it. She immediately sees the new letter. Her smile grows even brighter as she opens it.

-Hey little star.

You look gorgeous, like always, today. If I could, I would hold you right now and never let go. And I would kiss away your tears and pain.

Bye sweetie,

-Your stranger

Rachel gasps at the kissing part. Stranger never said that before. And every letter has "If I could" in it. Does that mean the person in question has a high status at this school? She sighs and puts the letter back into her locker, together with the other letters. She can't just throw them away.

Rachel really doesn't have a clue who "Stranger" is. Every time she thinks she knows who it is, it turns out bad. First, she thought it was Puck, but when she wanted to ask him, he started talking about how he wanted to fuck her in the parking lot after school because she looked hot in 'that nerdy outfit' and Rachel quickly knew it couldn't be him. And because she doesn't knows the sex of her stranger, she also spied on the girls. She even came up with the dumb thought that it was Santana because she always told her awful things. Maybe a little too many. But this also turned into a disaster because it turns out, surprise surprise, that Santana really harbors a certain hate (or jealousy, but whatever) for her. And Brittany… Well, let's say she's a genius in a strange way, but she really isn't capable of doing things like this. And then you have Quinn. Same story as Santana, but Quinn is a very private person. You never know how she feels or if she even feels something: that's why everyone calls her the Ice Queen. However, Rachel didn't ask anything to her because that's dangerous territory. No way in hell she would even open her mouth with Quinn close by. "Watch out, manhands!" A jock slams the plate that she held to the ground. Everyone starts laughing. Rachel turns red and turns around, suddenly eyeing the table with the unholy trinity. Santana laughs, Brittany looks kind of sad to her (she really isn't a bad person, Rachel actually likes Britt) and Quinn… She doesn't laugh. Surprisingly, there's some kind of sympathy in her eyes but within a second, it's replaced by her ice-cold stare. Rachel walks backwards slowly, and accidentally slams into a boy with a drink in his hand, which drops to the floor. Rachel looks shocked at the boy, who first looks stunned, but now furious. "What did you just do, Berry?" He grits his teeth. "I.. I…" Rachel stutters. "You're gonna pay for this. Jason! Grab her." A big, muscular boy grabs her from behind and pulls her hands behind her back. Rachel lets out a fearful scream. Soon, the other boy is back with a slushy. "Bon appetit. I hope you like blueberry, Berry." He grins and throws the slushy at her. She gasps as the cold liquid hits her bare skin. The boy drops her and she falls to the ground. She hears the laughter again through her throbbing ears. Tears leave her eyes. She stands up and runs away as fast as she can, away from that horrible place.

She's already in the schools' bathroom for about ten minutes and she's still crying. She hates her life. Why does everyone hate her so much? What has she done to them? Her head hurts so much. She closes her eyes. Because of the headache, she doesn't register that the door opens and she doesn't knows there's a person behind her, hesitating really hard. But then she feels a soft hand in her hair, and as she opens her eyes and looks into the mirror, she sees Quinn Fabray standing behind her. Her first reaction is to run away but the hand starts softly stroking her hair, wiping the slushy out of it. And it feels nice, really nice. Rachel opens her mouth to ask why she's doing it, but Quinn cuts her of. "Just don't ask anything, okay? I'm here, I'm helping you, nothing else." Rachel nods. Quinn looks at her now ruined clothes. "Yeesh, you're soaked. Take them off." Way to be forward. She looks at the floor, blushing. Quinn frowns. "Do you have something on your ears? Take them off. You're getting sick" She almost sounds concerned. "Not everyone is pretty like you" Rachel whispers. Quinn looks at her with big eyes. "Why do you say that?" Quinn mumbles, afraid of the answer. "I know I'm ugly, Quinn. Certain people in my life keep saying that to me every day. She hadn't even noticed that she started crying. A tear rolls over her cheek. Quinn sighs and puts a hand on Rachel's shoulder, who flinches for a second. "You're not ugly, Rachel. Not at all." Quinn says gently. Rachel looks at her, surprised. "Why…" Rachel starts. "Because you have the damn opportunity to get out of Lima after graduation while everyone else is stuck here for, like, forever." Quinn snaps, but she immediately looks regretful. "Sorry…" Quinn sighs. This is the first time Rachel hears the HBIC say sorry. Hell, this is the first time she has a real conversation with her. And Rachel feels sorry for her. "Oh, Quinn… You don't know how much potential you have if you just give it a chance." She smiles gently at her. Quinn rolls her eyes. "Well, are you going to take those clothes off, or are you talking shit here the next 24 hours?" Quinn changes the subject. Rachel frowns but nods hesitantly. She grabs the bottom of her sweater and pulls it off. Her skirt follows. Uncomfortably , she stands in front of Quinn. She looks up as she's met with silence. Rachel sees an amused smirk on her face. "What?" She asks nervously. Quinn points a finger at her underwear. "Nice underwear." Rachel looks down. Oh, crap. Why did she pick the underwear with pink hearts on it? She blushes deeply. Quinn chuckles. It's a beautiful sound. "Let's clean you up, small one." Did Quinn just give her a nickname? A sweet one?

Freshly washed, she's in her next class. She and Quinn gave an awkward goodbye and changed direction. But when they have math together, Rachel can't help herself when she sneaks a glance to Quinn. When Quinn notices, she receives a small smile in return before her expression changes again within a second. It never fails to make her heart skip a beat. She knows she harbors a small crush for the blonde since sophomore year. She's not stupid, she knows what it is when her body reacts this way, but Quinn is a stereotype straight girl, so she knows she has to forget about her.

After school, she almost runs to her locker to see what her stranger wrote this time. And it's not a disappointment. There's a flower inside her locker with a letter on it.

-Hi little star.

This flower is a gardenia. You probably already know what those flowers mean because they are featured in a lot of movies, but whatever. My brain totally shut down because it could only think about you, so I couldn't think of an original idea.

Love, Rabbithole17

Yes, Rachel knows the meaning of this flower. It means "Secret love". Her stranger clearly has a crush on her and it only makes it more difficult than it already is. Rachel just wants to know who it is. By looking at the style of writing, she's almost 100% sure it's a girl. But who is it from the 1000 girls at this school? She slams her locker shut and wants to walk to the door to go home, but she spots Finn talking to Mike right before the schools' exit. She sighs. Finn. He's sweet, and he's a good friend, but he wants to be more than that. Everyone knows that. Rachel tries to avoid him but it's getting harder. It's almost like he's everywhere she goes. But she's patient. She can wait till he's gone. She decides to practice in the choir room for a while.

When she comes back home, she sees she's received a few messages... from a certain someone. Her heart starts beating faster.

-Rabbithole17: I'm glad you like the things I do. I see you smiling more, and it really warms my heart… I promise you that you'll be even more happy the upcoming weeks. I'll be here for you, even if it's not physically. I'll be with you mentally. You can tell me anything, I'll keep it a secret. I'm sorry you can't know who I am but I hope you'll give it a rest. Please, let me be a mystery. It's better for us both.

Rachel feels tears welling up. She doesn't wants them to be a secret. She doesn't want to not know who her stranger is. But she doesn't have a choice, has she? She shuts her laptop and lies down on her bed. Is she supposed to be happy with this or sad? It's all so damn confusing.

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