Second time I post chapter 5. This one is a very different than the first one. I hope you don't hate me and still follow this fanfiction...
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Rachel
The next day, Rachel makes a mental note to first talk to Finn about what happened yesterday. He's angry and she can't blame him for tha. He doesn't know her secret. The secret she held back for a very long time. Nobody knows about it but she thinks Finn deserves to know, since she made him sad and he was her best friend before this all happened. Rachel grabs her bike, waves to her neighbors and drives away.
She drives to school about half an hour earlier than normal. She knows Finn goes to school early because of his football, where he has to assist coach Beiste (no idea what that means, but it sounds important...). About 5 minutes on her way, she doesn't notice the piece of wood on her path. Before she knows it, she's flying through the air, landing really hard on her side. Curse words fill the air when suddenly a car stops right next to her.
"Did I just hear Rachel Berry curse?"
Rachel turns her head. She's facing Quinn, again.
"Why do we keep meeting each other like this?" Rachel says, sighing.
"I don't know. You keep getting in trouble." Quinn shrugs, laughing.
"Are you making fun of me, Lucy Quinn Fabray?" Rachel smirks.
"Maybe I do, Rachel Barbra Berry. Are you getting in, or do I have to lift you into my car?" Quinn pushes the door of her car open.
"What about my bike?" Rachel frowns deeply.
Quinn sighs and gets out of her car. Within a few seconds, she lifts her bike and puts it into the car trunk. Rachel gapes at her. The cheerio practices really paid off. Quinn sees her staring and grins at her.
"Impressed, Berry?"
Rachel shakes her head, but smiles at Quinn while getting into her car.
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"So, what's your reason you go to school so early?" Quinn asks, looking at her for a moment.
Rachel taps her leg. "That's sort of private..." She whispers. Quinn looks at her strangely but shrugs after a minute.
"And why are you so early?" Rachel asks.
"Cheerio practice." Quinn says shortly. Rachel mouths 'of course', and it's silent again.
"You can tell me everything you want. I'll keep it a secret, you know." Quinn breaks the silence. She says it quietly. It's so quiet, Rachel has to pierce her ears to hear it. She has a strange feeling she heard those words before, but she can't quite place where.
"That's very generous of you, Quinn, but we're hardly friends. I don't know if I could trust you 100%, considering our past together." Rachel gives her a small smile.
Quinn nods slowly. "Yeah, I understand. But I still wouldn't tell it to anyone. So if you ever need a friend, I'm here."
The rest of the ride is in silence. It's sort of awkward but every now and then, one of the girls gives the other a smile, or another sign to know they don't just ignore each other. They just don't have anything to talk about. Normal friends would laugh and tell each other stories about life, funny moments from the past... But they aren't normal friends. They don't have funny moments from the past they share together. It's okay for now. They're just getting to know each other. That needs some time, but Rachel is sure that they will eventually. She's determined to do that.
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At school, they say goodbye. Quinn gets ready for cheerio practice, and Rachel has to make something right. She walks straight to the gym. She sees coach Beiste immediately. She's shouting something.
"Puck! Don't stop doing sit-ups, you still have to do 106 of them. Finn! You're not in Glee club right now, stop dancing!"
"But coach... I'm not dancing." She hears Finn say.
"Well, the thing you're doing right now looks as awful as your dancing skills. I don't want to see that EVER AGAIN." The last words come out like a siren of an ambulance, that loud. It produces enough decibel to make a human deaf. Well, it sounds like it is.
"Sir..." Finn starts
"I'M A GIRL! I'M A GIRLLL!" Beiste shouts.
This is the moment Rachel walks into the gym, and everyone is staring at her like she's an alien. Finn frowns.
"Miss Berry, what are you doing here?" Beiste asks. "It's 7:45. School doesn't starts till 8:30"
"I want to talk too Finn for a moment, coach" Rachel explains.
Finn straightens up. "Oh, no way. I'm not going to talk to her, coach. Let's go through with training." He starts doing sit-ups again.
"FINN!" Beiste shouts. He stands up immediately, gulping. "Talk to Berry, I've always liked her. She can maybe put some life into your body again." She looks disapprovingly at him. Finn groans. He slowly shuffles Rachel's way. He looks annoyed.
"AND DON'T GIVE HER THAT GRUMPY FACE." Beiste adds, disappointed in her quarterback. Finn doesn't listen, though. Together, they walk out of the gym.
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"So, what do you want to talk about." Finn says impatiently. He taps with his foot against the floor.
"I want to clear the mess up from yesterday. I don't like how the day turned out to be." Rachel says calmly.
Finn groans.
"I don't like it either but for your information: you kind of broke my heart." He pouts. Rachel rolls her eyes at his childish expression.
"Oh come on, Finn. I know you were eyeing the cheerleader in the gym. I bet you're really heartbroken." Rachel says sarcastically.
Finn blushes. "I notice girls. That's what guys do." He defends himself.
"Not the guys who are heartbroken." Rachel states, watching his annoyed expression turn into an embarrassed one.
"...Maybe I'm not that heartbroken. But I'm definitely disappointed in you!" He tries.
"And you have the right to be that. I was very disappointed in myself too. But I have a good reason for it." Rachel looks at the ground.
"Well, I'm curious. Say it fast, because I want to exercise for a few more minutes." He looks at her expectantly. Rachel looks up again.
"I... I have a secret I never told anyone before. And it's maybe a bit cliché, so maybe people knew it already. But I didn't. I want you to know, because you're my best friend." Rachel hears him groaning for a moment at the 'best friend' part, but he nods to say that she can talk further.
"I... I'm gay, Finn." Rachel blushes at his still expectantly looking eyes. It looks like he's waiting for more, or that he's taking this all in to process it. It's silent for seconds, but for Rachel it feels like hours. She waits, and waits. Her heart skips many beats. Then he opens his mouth, to say something really unexpected.
"Damn. Now I look like a homophobe."
Rachel looks at him with wide eyes. Did he really just say that?
"Wait, what?" She asks, confused.
"I said: Damn. Now I look like a homophobe. I have a gay stepbrother, you know. I don't want to look like a homophobe." His face turns into a worried frown.
Rachel just gapes at him. "So you're okay with this?" She asks, hoping for a positive answer.
"Well, of course. I just wished you told me sooner." His face turns into horror.
"Why?" She expects the worst, remembering the whispers and the strange looks she received the day before.
"Uhhm, I may have told a rumor to you... To the whole school... About your feminine parts..." He looks at the floor.
Rachel gives a small yelp. "You did WHAT? What did you say?" She expects the worst.
"I told them you have a penis instead of a vagina because there went something wrong at your birth and that's why you wear hideous clothes and skirts instead of pants because otherwise you would see a bulge." He blushes really hard.
Rachel thought she would find it devastating, horrible, something to cry about but instead... She laughed. Yes, she laughed. Really, really loud.
"Oh my god, and they BELIEVED such a thing? Typical Lima." She laughs even more. Finn looks confused at her, but starts laughing along with her. Rachel's laugh soon turns into a frown.
"But you still made a rumor about me. And I won't except that." Rachel says seriously. Finn gulps.
"What do I have to do to make it right?" Finn asks, almost begging.
Rachel thinks about that.
"First, you have to say you made that rumor up. Second, you need to be my friend again." She says eventually.
Finn smiles happily.
"Thank you, Rach!" He grins.
Rachel is happy she has her friend again, although he made a couple mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes. She's trying to forgive Quinn, so why wouldn't she do the same with Finn? Quinn made 158 mistakes (the amount of slushies she thrown at her) and Finn made one. A mistake that's mostly funny, and only proves how stupid the people in Lima are. Another reason why she wants to leave Lima as soon as she can and move to New York.
"You have to exercise, right?" Rachel asks.
"Uhh, oh, right." Finn hesitates for a moment, but then pulls her into a big hug. "Thank you, again, Rach." He whispers in her ear. Rachel pats his back.
"It's alright, Finn. It's alright."
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The rest of the day goes by in silence. There are no more whispers, no more laughter... Well, the slushy facials are still there, but, as sad it might sound, those are normal. After school, Rachel hopes to find a letter in her locker. Unfortunately, it's not there. Rachel sighs and slams her locker shut. She's late. School's already out for an hour and she has to be home before 6 o' clock to get ready for singing practice. Whistling, she walks out of the school. She stops walking as she sees Quinn and Puck talking at the parking lot.
Quinn
Quinn is about to walk home, as Puck shows up at her side.
"Sup, milf." He grins.
Quinn rolls her eyes. "What do you want, Puck." She sighs.
"I just want to know if you're already doing something this friday evening."
Oh Jesus. "No, I don't want to go out with you ever again, Puck." She groans.
"Why?" He asks confused.
"You're kidding me, right? The last time, you made me drunk and after that, you made me PREGNANT. Wow, I really don't have a clue why I don't want to go out with you." She snarls sarcastically.
Puck hold up both his hands. "Okay, okay. I get your point. But I'm a better man now!" He defends.
Quinn starts laughing. "Dream on, Puck." She starts walking again but Puck jumps after her. "Are you seeing someone else?" He asks.
Quinn turns around. "What?" she says, irritated.
"Are you dating someone?" He asks again.
"Yeah, I get that. But thats none of your business." She says, while trying to walk away again, but Puck jumps in front of her.
"Oh wow, you're really seeing someone." He grins.
Quinn flushes red. "No, I don't." She snaps.
Puck shakes his head. "Quinn Fabray, you've always been a terrible liar."
She frowns. "And you've always been blind because you're always WRONG. I don't lie."
He still looks at her, grinning. Quinn sighs. "I'm not dating someone, yet, Puck."
Puck wiggles his eyebrows. "Did you just say 'yet'?"
Quinn nods, but looks coldly at him. "But that's all I'm gonna say about this." She warns.
"So It's someone you're not supposed to date?" He asks, confused.
"It is, actually." She shrugs. She looks up into Pucks suddenly smiling face. "What?" she snaps.
"I knew it. You totally have a thing for Rachel Berry." He looks proud of himself.
Quinn's mouth falls open. How could Puck, out of all people, know her deepest secret?
"So I guess I'm right." Puck states. She blushes. "O. My. God. How did that happen?" He almost drools. It's disgusting.
"Erm... long story." She says.
"I can't wait." Puck sits down and looks up to her. Quinn sighs. She knows he won't shut up till he hears her speak, so she opens her mouth and starts telling him the story.
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"Hmm, so you didn't know it was Rachel?" Puck asks.
"No, I didn't." She nods.
"And now you know it's her, but she doesn't know it's you." He goes on.
"Like I already said twice, yes." She says, annoyed.
Puck grins. "So now you want me to play match-maker?"
Quinn's mouth drops open. "No I don't! How can you even think that?!" She looks at him like he's crazy.
Puck shrugs. "Just hoping..." He sighs dramatically.
"Pervert." Quinn shakes his head disapprovingly.
"Talking about Rachel... there she is." Puck looks at a point behind her. Quinn turns around quickly. Rachel is watching her with a strange look. Before she knows it, Rachel approaches them and suddenly, she's standing right in front of her. Quinn gulps.
"Hey, Quinn. Noah." She nods. Quinn opens her mouth to speak but there's no sound coming out.
"What are you guys still doing here? School already closed for about an hour." She asks.
"Ehh... Puck and I talked for a bit too long, I guess." Quinn suddenly found her voice again.
"Yeah, we should probably go." Puck says, and he pulls Quinn with him, leaving Rachel feeling really confused because she knows Puck and Quinn hardly got along after Beth, so how could they possibly talk for an hour without fighting?
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"So, what changed between you and Rachel?"
"My parents would freak out if they saw you, so if I were you, I would be leaving right now." Quinn says annoyed.
"It's still a 5 minutes walk so you could at least answer me." He says.
Quinn rolls her eyes and mouths 'whatever'. "I don't really know what you mean." She sighs.
She starts walking faster. Puck strolls behind her. "I mean, why do you care? You already knew her. She's still the same annoying girl you tortured." Puck says.
Quinn sighs. She stops walking and turns around, watching Puck intensely in the eyes. "That's the point. I didn't know the real her. I just assumed she was something she isn't in real life. Don't you get it? We made her like this. We broke her. She wants to prove to herself she isn't what we made her look like. But she can't because her self-esteem is terrible."
Puck frowns. "And you want to make her feel better by..."
"...Anonymously putting letters in her locker, yes." Quinn finished his line.
"Can I help?" He asks excitedly.
"No." Quinn says shortly.
Puck pouts. But he knows he's gonna do something, though. Quinn just doesn't know it.
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