The test week is over and I'm back! Sorry for not updating this week, like I said: test week. Here's the "date" of Quinn and Rachel, guys...

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Quinn

Rachel gasps "Quinn, this is beautiful!"

They're at Quinn's favorite spot in the whole world. Before she moved to Lima, she lived in a beautiful house just a hour away from Lima. She built a treehouse, which is still there, and buried lots of stuff she had in the ground, just because her dad said he wanted to throw it all away. Currently, they're at the garden of her old house. Nobody lives in the house, because it's sort of abandoned since her dad is still the owner but never really put the energy in selling the house. Quinn is thankful for that, because this is her secret place where she can think and read books in the quiet nature. Her old neighbors still talk to her and they often bring her something to drink or eat because they don't like her parents that much. They're worried about her. Not strange to think, because she always has to cook for her own, clean the house and take care of the garden because her mother had a kitchen garden, but since she started drinking, she forgot to take care of her own garden.

Quinn smiles softly and pulls Rachel with her to her old treehouse. The stairs seemed much higher when she was a kid. Now, she can climb into the small house without using it. Rachel however, is small and has to take the stairs to get into it.

"How come you have a treehouse here?" She asks curiously.

"I made it when I was little, I lived here for two years. My parents moved a lot." Quinn says, signing to Rachel that she needs to sit down.

Rachel takes the hint and sits down, smiling brightly at the cute little house of wood. Quinn chuckles.

"You like it?" She asks.

"Are you kidding me? I always wanted one!" Rachel yelps with a grin.

Quinn laughs. "You're acting like a kid!"

Rachel suddenly looks embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I know I'm strange and something you usually don't really befriend."

"I think it's cute. I like the way you are, Rach. I was a jerk to you for all those years but I wasn't honest about a single stupid word I said. " Quinn blushes. Rachel does, too.

"Thank you Quinn... But why are we here exactly?"

"Well, firstly because I wanted to show you a part of me that nobody has seen before. Secondly, because this place belongs to one of the most wonderful times I've ever had in my life, and thirdly because this place is perfect for my plan for your re-do date." Quinn smiles

"And what is that plan?" Rachel asks, jumping up from excitement.

"Watch out, If you keep jumping like that the floor collapses." Quinn warns. Rachel sits down immediately.

"Tell me, pleaaaaase?" Rachel pouts and looks at her with her big, brown eyes. Fake tears are blinking in them.

Quinn gulps. Damn you and your beauty, Rachel Berry.

"I'll grab the stuff, you stay here."

Rachel wants to walk after her, but Quinn sends a warning glare to her. Rachel sighs and gives up. She walks back to the treehouse and sits down, looking slightly annoyed. Quinn looks amused at her for a moment before walking back to her car, pulling the door open and grabbing the massive projector screen and video projector. As she walks back, she sees Rachel DID walk after her eventually and Rachel looks at her with pure curiosity.

Quinn sighs. "Well, now you're here, WITHOUT ME SAYING YOU COULD FOLLOW ME, you can help me by grabbing the pillows and blanket."

Rachel grins and does the things she's told. She starts singing a show-tune while walking back and Quinn smiles softly. She absolutely loves Rachel's voice.

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Rachel

Maybe it was a bit stubborn to follow Quinn, but come onnn, she told her she can't stand people not telling her things. Currently, she's following Quinn back to the cute treehouse. She really loves it. The treehouse is brown with some pink, her favorite color, jaaj, and has this typical smell inside that reminds her of Quinn all the way. It's like Quinn never left this place and still lives here because her scent still lingers there. Or maybe she's just crazy.

"Put the blanket and the pillows on the gras, please..." Quinn orders. Rachel puts them down neatly and sits down on them, putting all the blankets around her while lying down.

"Hey, sleepyhead, you can't fall asleep on a date." Rachel opens one eye and sees Quinn pouting at her. Rachel signs to her to lie down next to her. It looks like Quinn hesitates for a moment but eventually, she gives in and puts a pillow behind her head. Rachel grabs her hand and squeezes it.

"I still don't know why you're doing this but I think it's really nice of you, Quinn." She smiles thankfully at her friend. As Quinn squeezes her hand and smiles back, Rachel blushes. She has to remind herself that this is not an actual date and just a friendly thing. But maybe Quinn's uncomfortable with her being gay after all. The hesitation she just saw, worries her and her smile turns into a frown.

Quinn sees it. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Rachel shakes her head quietly. "You just have to say it when you're uncomfortable with me being gay, you know?"

Quinn laughs. "Me? Uncomfortable? Why would I ask you to re-do your date, then?"

"But you seemed grossed out a minute ago." Rachel looks worriedly at her.

Instead of answering Rachel, Quinn pulls her own body closer to Rachel's and puts her arms around her waist. Her face is now in the crook of Rachel's neck. She's cuddling her. Rachel's eyes widen.

"Ehhm Quinn?" She asks quietly.

"You're one of the most amazing persons in this world, Rachel, and I don't give a shit about you being gay. See? I don't care about being close to you." Instead, I like it way more than I should, Quinn thinks.

Rachel turns her body into Quinn's. She's now facing her. She puts a kiss onto her fore head.

"I'm glad you accept me, Quinn." She whispers into her blonde hair. The blonde hums softly in her neck. Rachel shivers as the hot breath hits her skin.

They stay in that position for about five minutes. Suddenly, Quinn stands up and ruffles her hand through her own hair. Rachel chuckles because she has sleep hair. Quinn frowns playfully at Rachel and suddenly attacks Rachel with her hand, by ruffling Rachel's still perfect hair. Rachel screams and laughs at the same time, pushes Quinn away and starts throwing pillows. Quinn catches them like it's nothing.

"Don't deal with the cat, bunny." Quinn winks at her. Rachel blushes.

"Okay, back to the date." Quinn begins. She walks the big, hidden thing and pulls the blanket off it. "Tadaa! We're gonna watch your favorite movie on big screen in the free nature!" Quinn grins proudly.

Rachel is in awe. Quinn knows her favorite movie and this is the most original thing she ever heard. Not a dinner, but a movie in the pure nature.

"How did you know Funny Girl is my favorite movie?" Rachel asks with big eyes.

"Oh come on, you talk about it all the time!" Quinn exclames.

"You listened to me?" Rachel asks, while smiling brightly.

"Of course I do! I don't remember I ever didn't listen to your babbling." Quinn shrugs like it's nothing but Rachel thinks it's the most surprising thing in the world. Quinn HBIC Fabray listened to her. Always.

While Quinn's preparing the screen and the movie, Rachel looks around the garden. It's beautiful. There are still flowers and decoration. They are red, violet, white, pink...

"I planted them." Quinn's voice interrupts her thoughts. Rachel turns around to look at the now struggling Quinn with her video projector. She laughs at the scene before her.

"Are you laughing at me, Rachel Berry?" Quinn's voice sounds muffled because she's now struggling with the blanket she currently has in her mouth.

"No freaking way that I'm laughing, Quinn." She says playfully.

"Ugh, I think this thing is ready. I hope you didn't laugh because then I'm afraid that there's no movie for you, young lady." She says threateningly. Rachel gasps.

Suddenly, there's a loud sound and the projector starts working. Rachel gasps at the beautiful screen that's now playing her all-time favorite movie.

Quinn grabs a bag and pulls food out of it.

"You brought that?" Rachel asks in awe. Quinn nods.

"It's nothing. Just some vegan lasagna."

"You know I'm vegan?" Rachel smiles, ready to tear up.

"Oh no, you're not going to cry because I know you're a vegan. No freaking way. Sit down, and watch this movie." She pats with her hand right beside her. Rachel blushes slightly and sits two meters away from Quinn. She hears a snort.

"You're not serious, right? This is a date! You're not going to sit that far away. Come her." She puts her arm up high. Rachel swallows heavily and crawls to Quinn, to sit next to her. Directly side by side. Quinn puts her arm around her and she lies down, pulling Rachel with her. Rachel's head is now resting on Quinn's shoulder.

Twenty minutes later, Rachel normally would've sung along with all the songs but this is the first time she really can't concentrate on the movie. Her head is resting on Quinn freaking Fabray's shoulder! Quinn senses her nervousness and sits up. "Do you want to eat something?" She asks, trying to ease Rachel's nerves.

Rachel nods and grabs the dinner plate with a thankful smile. She groans as she eats.

"God, this is heaven!" She groans.

Quinn chuckles. "It's from a restaurant here. I always buy some food from there and put it in the fridge to eat it.

"Your parents don't cook?" Rachel asks, still slightly dizzy because of the good food.

Quinn gulps. "Uhhm, no they don't, actually." She looks at the ground.

Rachel frowns but decides to not ask further because it's obviously bothering Quinn to talk about it. Instead, she focusses on the movie again. Well, she focusses on the movie FOR THE FIRST TIME. Wow, it's already that far into the movie?

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They packed their stuff and are currently in the car, on the ride back home. Quinn whistles a song that sounds awfully much like you belong with me by Taylor swift.

"You like taylor swift?" Rachel asks.

Quinn smiles. "Yes, she's a good singer. Don't you think so?"

"I'm more into Celine Dion, Adele and show-tunes but Taylor Swift is okay..." Rachel shrugs.

Quinn nods and grabs a cd. As she puts it into the CD player, Celine's voice fills the air.

"So you like Celine Dion, too?" Rachel asks enthusiastictly.

"She has a good voice. Your voice sounds like hers, actually." Quinn states.

Rachel blushes. "Thank you, Quinn."

The rest of the ride, they sing along with Celine's songs and soon, Rachel feels herself yawning. It's close to 11PM and she normally sleeps around 10. Her dads are gonna kill her. Quinn looks at her.

"You can sleep, you know. I'll wake you when we're at your house."

Rachel nods appreciatively and closes her eyes, soon falling into a deep sleep.

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"Rach..." Someone's poking in her side and as she opens one eye, she sees Quinn hovering above her. She blushes at the idea of them being in this position at a whole different place and she sits up quickly, almost knocking Quinn's head.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." She apologizes Rachel. If only you knew.

"It's okay." Rachel smiles nervously. Quinn sticks out her hand and Rachel grabs it, to be pulled up. Soon, she's standing on her feet.

Quinn keeps holding her hand while walking to Rachel's house, and Rachel can't help but think that a relationship with Quinn would be awesome.

"So... I hope you liked this evening." Quinn turns herself to Rachel, to face her.

Rachel squeezes Quinn's hand. "This was one of the most beautiful evenings of my life." She quietly says.

Quinn smiles happily.

"I'm glad. Well, I see you at school, hmm?" She softly says. Rachel nods slowly. As they walk away, they both feel something isn't right. Something about this evening is not fulfilled. They both stop walking. Quinn turns around, walks up to Rachel in fast steps and grabs Rachel's arm. Rachel turns around and is greeted by Quinn's lips on hers. It lasts for about 3 seconds. Rachel is stunned as Quinn pulls away and looks at her with a slight smile.

"Every first date needs a kiss, right?"

With those words, Quinn turns around again and walks away. Rachel's left, stunned. She walks to her house in a daze and just as she wants to put the key in the door, the door's pulled open and her dad is standing right in front of her.

"Well, where have you been, young lady?" Leroy's angry voice says to his pale daughter. He frowns as Rachel just pushes through the small space he left and walks inside, still looking like she's in shock.

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