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TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:24 am

Rachel sat in the choir room waiting not to patiently for everyone to arrive. There was about a half of the class missing still, and the brunette was ready to start. Now. She'd been ready as soon as she walked into the room and sat down ten minutes ago actually. Where was everyone? Were they trying to deprive Rachel of her musical education? Well it wasn't really education for her since she seemed to know almost every song in the book. But still. The girl sat in her chair, both her arms and legs crossed, staring continuously at the open door, ready to give anyone who came in hell for being so late.

But when Brittany came in all smiley and excited and asked if everyone wanted to see her new puppy, Rachel couldn't really find it in herself to yell at the girl. The blond sat down her backpack on the piano and pulled out a huge, black rat. Rachel could have fainted right then and there, but she was able to stop herself somehow. Instead, she immediately stood up and walked to the back of the room, as far away from that...thing as she could get. "Brittany t-that's...that's not a-a dog!" she told the girl loudly, earning a confused look from Brittany and a glare from Santana who had just walked in the room. "Don't listen to Manhands over there Britt. Of course it's a dog, and a very cute one at that." Santana lied, mustering a smile. Rachel folded her arms once again, "Can you please get that thing out of here?" she demanded. "You should at least pet him first. He's very friendly." Brittany requested walking towards the girl in the back. Rachel shook her head rapidly, "I think I have to pass..." she said before walking backwards along the wall so the rat didn't get too close to her. Eventually she tripped and fell which caused the blond to stop following her and sit down, still holding and petting her 'puppy'. Santana didn't pass up the chance to laugh at Rachel for something. "Watch yourself now Streisand. At least it isn't a long fall for you." she told Rachel before she took her seat next to Brittany.

Rachel stood up and straightened her skirt out before she went back to her seat. Mr. Schue would be here soon and he'd make Brittany put the rat outside, and then Rachel wouldn't have to worry about that rodent anymore. Problem solved. But the girl was still upset about how late everyone was being today. And the fact that even Mr. Schuester hadn't shown up yet either just added to it. Today just wasn't her day.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:04 pm

Quinn Fabray was sitting in the middle of the football field, surrounded by a few guys. She was just taller the Rachel, which meant she was sort of short, but certainly not as short as Rachel. And she was a gorgeous girl. "Something has to be wrong with her." Finn said, crouching down next to the girl. Quinn Fabray just sat there, as Finn poked at her arm. Quinn didn't even try to swat him away and make some comment which she usually did. "I'm going to go get Puck." Finn sprinted off, towards the school classrooms, and in about five minutes, was in the choir room. "Puck. Football field now." Finn gave him an urgent look and Finn was about to follow Puck out of the room, when he heard a large sigh. Finn turned around. "Listen. It's important. So jut wait We won't be long. And when we come back, Quinn, Sam and Mike will be here as well." Finn told Rachel, before the two guys hurried off.

As soon as Puck spotted Quinn in the middle of the field, his face was written with concern and he hurried over to the girl. He crouched down next to her, and slid her phone out of her hands, and Quinn didn't protest, just let him take it. Puck knew what he was doing, and he scrolled down to recent calls. Quinn had called her. The woman that they gave Beth too. "I'm sorry. I had to." Quinn told Puck, as soon as he looked at her and Puck shook his head, handing the phone back. "You don't have to be sorry. Now let's go, we've got to go to Glee, Quinn." Quinn shook her head. "Please??" Sam chimed in, bending down to look Quinn in the face. "Alright, is that a no? Fine, two of us can carry you fine..actually one can..but two would be better. Let's go then."

It was a good ten minutes later, but Quinn was carried into Glee, by Puck and Sam. And Finn, had grabbed onto her waist to make sure she wouldn't try and get away. They gently sat her onto a chair, and Quinn glanced at everyone else in the room. "Sorry." She whispered, just loud enough for everyone to hear, as Sam sat next to her. "No need to be sorry, your just a little bit upset. No need to make a fuss about it." Sam said. "She didn't exactly want to come, so carrying worked fine." Puck added, just as Mercedes entered the room. "Mr Shue can't make it, so..actually Rachel has to run the lesson..stop groaning..it's only one lesson." Mercedes sat down and Quinn glanced over at one of the seats, that was currently being occupied by Rachel. When Quinn realized Rachel had spotted her eyes on her, Quinn glanced back at her lap. She was upset. She wanted to be pregnant again. To be a mother. And to keep the baby.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 8:10 pm

Rachel got herself to wait longer for everyone to show up. She couldn't help but be afraid that the rat was going to escape. If she saw that thing run across the floor she'd probably have heart failure or something. If anything had dirty, mangy fur and beady eyes, it could just stay away from her. The girl couldn't help but wonder where Brittany found it...and how she even caught it in the first place. And also why it hadn't bitten her or tried to escape. Oh, and why it was in the girl's backpack. Yeah, Rachel had a lot of questions that she wasn't going to ask.

She watched silently as Quinn was carried into the room and set down. What would posses her, or anyone for that matter, to not want to come to Glee? Rachel couldn't help but notice that the girl seemed just a little...off. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but that could wait until after Glee was over couldn't it? Then they wouldn't have an audience and Rachel thought it would just be a bit more appropriate.
When Mercedes said that she'd have to do the lesson today, Rachel's heart picked up it's pace a little, excited. Her quiet, partially concerned demeanor changed as one of her signature Rachel Berry smiles made its way across her face.

The brunette stood up, smoothed out her skirt once again, and made her way up to the front of the room. The girl loved being in charge, which was apparent. Even if she didn't really didn't know what she was supposed to do exactly, like right now. Rachel really preferred to plan things ahead, but this was where improvisation came in.
Rachel finally cleared her throat lightly before she spoke. "Now. I'm sure that what I have chosen for us to do will apply to everyone. Even if you won't admit it." she said and paused with a little sigh. Because it definately applied to her. "This week, I'd like everyone to pick a song that deals with a repressed feeling or memory of yours. Not too hard really. And I think that after doing this we'll all be just a little bit closer." she finished before waiting to hear questions and complaints. "Oh, and before I forget, will someone please get that rat away from Brittany before I absolutely loose it?" she asked. Yes, she was still thinking about that thing.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 8:47 pm

Mercedes was the one that talked to Brittany, and helped her decide that it would be better if the 'dog' was outside. Meanwhile, Quinn had brightened up a little up and she was the first one to put her hand up. "What type of memory??" The words rolled off her tongue, rather sweetly. No one really noticed that she wasn't being sharped tongued, as usual. They were just glad that she hadn't just sat there silently.Quinn yanked at the hem of her cheerios uniform, self consciously pulling it down. Quinn's eyes flickered back to Rachel, but instead of landing on her face they landed on her legs. So she quickly avoided Rachel's eyes for now, as she heard Puck's voice. There were no other complaints or questions. Everyone was talking, but Puck had come to crouch down next to Quinn's chair.

"I haven't forgotten what just happened, you know." Puck told her and Quinn barely nodded. "I know." Puck stood up, at her two words. "I was just checking." Puck went back to his seat, and Quinn pulled out her phone, clicking on the already dialed number, and holding it up to her ear. "Hello??" The voice rang out, just as Puck appeared behind her, grabbing the phone and apologizing for the accidental dialing, before hanging up and bending down to Quinn's eye level. "You know you shouldn't do that, Quinn. It's not good for you. You know it as well. And so does Sam and Finn. So, don't." Quinn's eyes filled with tears and she brushed them away with her sleeve. "Okay, Noah." She whispered, as he pulled up a chair beside her, and dropped the phone onto her bag. Quinn turned back to Rachel, waiting for her answer with a sweet smile on her beautiful face. Puck just rolled his eyes and struck up a conversation with Sam, making sure he knew where Quinn's phone was.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:24 pm

The girl felt more relaxed knowing that the rodent wasn't suddenly going to escape. Now it might be easier for her to focus on other things that required her attention, like Quinn's question...and Quinn herself really. There was most definitely off about her today. Why was her tone that she'd spoken to her in so sweet? It wasn't everyday behavior for the girl, that was for sure. But Rachel preferred it over any other tone that had been or would be directed towards her. And she seemed to be avoiding eye contact with her too, also kind of weird. Honestly almost everything bout Quinn today was just throwing Rachel for a loop.

"Well it can be any kind of memory you want really. Good, bad, just as long as it's something you're trying to hide away or forget about." Rachel replied after she saw that the other girl was finished with Puck for the time being. She looked at everyone else to see if any other questions arose. But they didn't, which was actually probably a good thing. To Rachel it meant that she'd actually done a good job with choosing the assignment, and that everyone agreed with it. So after she kind of lost everyone's attention, she figured that her job was done for the day. Instead of going back to her seat, she approached Quinn. Maybe she could steal her for a few minutes so they could talk, and Rachel wouldn't be so confused anymore.
She stood beside the girl's chair and looked down at her, which felt weird for her to do sine she was almost always looking up at everyone. "Can I um. Borrow you for a second?" she asked relatively quietly.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:41 pm

Quinn nodded. "Alright, thanks Rachel." She smiled, before turning to Puck. "Why the funny look?" She asked Puck. Puck just raised an eyebrow and left Quinn to sit there in her confusion, until her attention was otherwise occupied. "Oh, okay." Quinn gently pulled herself off the hard plastic chair, and she followed Rachel. "Is something wrong or is this about me being late?? Or the fact that I was late and that I was carried in by the guys?? Or did I do something else?" Quinn asked, quietly, running her hand through her hair as she looked at the brunette girl. Something Puck probably would of noticed, is the fact that Quinn scooped up her phone when she stood up from her chair, and now she held it in one of her hands, fiddling with the key pad. "You haven't been talking to Puck this afternoon have you?" Quinn asked, now avoiding eye contact with the brunette, her soft lips frowning a little. In a sweet way though. Not an angry or rude way A sweet way.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 10:11 pm

Rachel had walked down the hall a ways into an empty classroom. She flicked the light on and closed the door when the two of them were in. Hopefully nobody had to some into this particular room, because they'd probably find themselves in some form of trouble. Because for some reason a lot of teachers didn't like students unsupervised in classrooms. But that hadn't ever stopped anyone. "No, it has nothing to do with you being late, because you weren't the only one." Rachel assured her. "I just...It's just...well you just seem to be acting different today. When you first came in I thought you might have seemed a little sad, and I was honestly originally going to ask what was wrong with you," she admitted and paused for a second glancing around the room before she looked back at Quinn, "and then...when you spoke to me your tone was not what I expected from you at all. It was sweet, and it's been the same every time you've said anything to me today, and you're not keeping eye contact with me hardly at all, and, and I just don't understand! What's come over you that made you decide to be so nice to me all of a sudden?" Rachel asked, speaking fairly fast. Her chest heaved ever so slightly as she tried to catch whatever breath she'd lost.

She was quiet for about a minute before she spoke once again. "No, I haven't. Why do you ask?" Rachel responded. She hadn't really talked to him for a little while now. And she hadn't really had any long conversations with Finn for a while either. After deciding that she was finally done with him, Rachel had kind of grown away from him. The only guy she'd been talking to was Kurt. Though he was an honorary girl, so did that even count? Anyway, she called him almost every other night now. Rachel felt that ever since Kurt had transferred to Dalton, the two were actually closer.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:43 pm

Quinn sat down on one of the tables. “I’m acting different. Because I’m just a bit distracted lately, that’s all.” Quinn shrugged. “I’m not keeping eye contact?? Really?? I hadn’t noticed.” Quinn told her. “Sorry about that. I guess I can be a very fidgety person. And apparently I can now be fidgety with my eyes.” Quinn laughed a little, looking straight into Rachel’s face now. “Me? Nice?? What’s wrong with being nice for a change?” Quinn raised an eyebrow before hopping off the table and walking over to the window, glancing out of it. But a question caused Quinn’s attention to race back to Rachel as she talked. “He’s just being a little too protective of me. That’s all. I didn’t want him saying any false things. “Quinn said, innocently. “Is that all?”

Quinn asked Rachel, walking back over to her, as the phone in her hand beeped. “Because, I think we should get back to the choir room. Because, the faster we get there, the sooner it’s over and the sooner I can get to sleep, because, I’m just a tad tired at the moment.” Quinn stifled a yawn, smiling at Rachel as she glanced at the person who texted her, and she didn’t answer or close it, just glanced back up at Rachel.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 12:31 am

Rachel nodded in understanding, before she looked down and scuffed a foot against the floor a little. "Oh...okay then. And I guess there's nothing wrong with you being nice. It's just not exactly normal for me." Rachel said with a gentle smile before she looked back up again. She was quiet once again for a few seconds, just thinking to herself. She couldn't help but kind of doubt what Quinn told her. What if she was lying to her? No...no she shouldn't think like that. She should trust Quinn. "Yes. That's all I was curious about. We can go back now." Rachel told the other girl and absent mindedly glanced down at the phone Quinn was holding.

She walked the short distance to the door and opened it flicking the light off and letting herself out. Rachel waited for the other girl to get out of the room herself before she actually started off towards the choir room again. "You know..." she started to say but hesitated a bit to finish her thought, "we could call it a day and you'd be able to go home. I mean, everyone is pretty much just sitting and talking. Mr. Schue isn't here to keep us any longer, and everyone knows what the assignment is." Rachel offered stopping in the still open doorway of the choir room.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 1:11 am

Quinn smiled and followed the brunette. "That's a good idea." She told her, so when Rachel dismissed everybody, Quinn grabbed her bag and hurried out of the school grounds. It had barely been two minutes, and she already had her phone up to her ear. But, once again, she barely had it as Puck pulled it out of her hand and span her around to face him. "Seriously. One, don't call her. Please. Two, it's not cool to not text me back. Now come on, I'll drive you home." Quinn smiled.

It was now the next day, and Quinn was at her locker, closing it once she had her pencil case and folder out, and she headed down the corridor, her blonde hair resting on her shoulders. She hadn't bothered with her uniform, as she didn't have practice, so she just dressed in a pretty dress, as she usually did when dressing casual. She was dressed in this dress, with the pink cardigan as well. Just because she wasn't in her cheer leading uniform, doesn't mean she was any different. Quinn was Quinn and that was it. And it did help, that she wasn't pregnant. Her ribbon flats made no sound as she crossed the floor. Soon enough, Quinn was in Spanish. The usual were already in there. Puck, Tina, Mercedes and Santana. A few were yet to come, and apparently, so was the teacher. Quinn dumped her stuff on a table, and gracefully slid into the plastic seat behind it. Glancing around the classroom, her eyes landed on a few people. Rachel then Puck then Santana. Quinn and Santa exchanged a few words, before Quinn Fabray was silent once more.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:01 am

Last night had been a kind of long one for Rachel. After going she made sure to finish any homework she was given, then she had to help fix dinner, and the rest of the time she was able to stay awake she spent on the phone again with Kurt. It ended up that the girl didn't go to bed until midnight because that was when Kurt made her get off the phone. The point is, Rachel was kind of tired.
She opened her locker and organised some things in it since she really didn't know what else to do with her time before she actually had to go to class. After a few minutes she made her way confidently down the hallway as usual, but wasn't able to hold back a yawn. She was dressed in a long sleeved red shirt with a short grey shirt, tall white socks and a pair of red shoes that might remind one of Dorothy's ruby slippers...minus all the sparkles. In class it was hard not for her to rest her head in her palm, propped up on her elbow and take a quick nap. But Rachel her practiced self-control stopped her from doing so. Seeing Quinn look over at her made her wonder if the girl was going to continue her friendliness towards her. She certainly hoped so...

She was able to make it through class without falling asleep, which she was proud of herself for. Never, would she ever, stay up so late on a school night again. Rachel gathered up everything of hers and walked out of the classroom to catch up with Quinn who had exited just before the had. She was able to get at a speaking distance with the girl fairly quickly. "Good morning Quinn." she greeted with her 1000 watt smile, just a couple steps away from the girl.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:47 am

Quinn glanced at the brunette. "Morning." That was all the blonde cheerleader said, as she headed towards her locker. By the time she opened her locker, put her books away, then turned around, Quinn stared at Rachel. "Do you want anything??" She asked, not in a very good mood.

-I WILL NEVER POST THIS SHORT AGAIN. I SWEAR. I'M SORRY. I JUST HAVE TO LEAVE NOW.-

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 3:16 am

Rachel's eyes darted downwards her smile gone, "Nothing really important." she told Quinn before looking back up at her. "Just to tell you good morning, which I already did, and to try to make some friendly small talk that could lead to greater conversation." the girl kind of rambled but stopped before she went on too much. Rachel was able to tell just from the couple things that Quinn had said to her that the blond really wasn't going to be as friendly as yesterday. Because if she was, she may have had a different choice of words or said more to her. Or at least used a nicer, more tolerable tone. Instead she seemed just...back to normal. "I can...I can go away if you want me to." Rachel told the girl somewhat disappointed. She took a couple slow steps back, giving Quinn an opportunity to try and stop her.

(It's all good ;) )

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:49 am

"You don't have to go." Quinn blurted out, before blushing and turning back to her locker. "What I meant to say, is that, if you like you can hang around, but, I don't have any conversation starters." Quinn closed her locker with a bang, now holding a folder. "And I have to go." Quinn hurried off, keeping her eyes down and keeping a tight grip on her folder.

Quinn was seated on a a small seat against, near Rachel's locker. It was after class had just finished and Quinn was staring down at her folder, clearly upset. She just wanted to curl up and cry. Puck came along. "Quinn, you didn't. Please tell me you didn't." Quinn shook her head. "I didn't." Puck eyed her, unsure of what to think. "Then what's wrong?" He asked the blonde, quietly. "Everything." The response made Puck pull her to a standing position and wrap her in a hug, leaving her folder on the seat as she shook and sobbed into Puck. It had been about ten minutes when Puck pulled away from her. "Quinn, come and find me if you need a hug later." Puck left, and Quinn sat back down, aware of the fact that quite a few people, including Brittany, Rachel, Mercedes & Mr Shue had witnessed the crying hug.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 11:43 am

Quinn had left, sure, but Rachel really didn't care. Because she had kept her from leaving first, and that's what the brunette girl had wanted. She smiled to herself as she turned and walked in the opposite direction Quinn had gone, practically skipping and smiling much bigger now. Rachel could tell that she was waking up finally which just made everything a whole lot better.

After class later the girl stomped though the hall quickly and angrily as Jacob Israel followed close on her heel. She'd told him to leave her alone so many time in the past five minutes that she'd lost count. Rachel wasn't even listening to what he was trying to say to her, she was able to tune him out, but his presence was still there she she just wanted him to leave her alone. He'd gone so long without doing something like this to her, why did he all of a sudden decide to right now? "Jacob, for the last time. Go. Away!" she demanded as she kept up her quick pace. If she wasn't Rachel Berry she might have used drastic measures to get him away from her and honestly she'd come up with about five of them so far. A thought for every minute he was near her. She didn't bother to stop at her locker, but instead walked right past it down the hall. Rachel's pace did slow down though when she saw Quinn and Puck, but she sped right back up when she'd passed them. If she could just get rid of Jacob, she'd be able to go back and see what was wrong.

And that's what happened. Rachel finally lost the boy in an exceptionally large group of people, and immediately made her way back to where Quinn had been. She saw that Puck was gone now which was good for Rachel. The brunette leaned against her locker and let out a sigh before she even looked at the other girl. "I know it's not really my place to intrude on your personal life," she started, "but I'm just kind of...concerned about you." she admitted relatively quiet. "So If I may ask. What's wrong?" she inquired looking at Quinn softly.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 3:59 pm

"Yeah, you got that right, Rachel Berry." Quinn snapped, but the name sounded lovely rolling off her tongue, so it was hard not to keep her tone mean. But she managed, after all she is Quinn Fabray. But, Quinn was surprised at her concern, and that actually showed in her face. "Oh. Well thanks for being concerned." Quinn said quietly, her eyes flittering down to look at her folder, as she shoved it off her lap and rested it on the seat next to her. Quinn glanced up at Rachel again, but not straight at her face. She started at her feet and went all the way up, until they landed on her face. "That is a very vague question so I'm going to give you a vague answer." Quinn stood up, picking up her folder with her left hand. "Everything. Everything is wrong, Berry." Then Quinn stalked off towards her locker, almost in tears as she shoved her folder away and closed her locker, she turned around to find that Rachel Berry was now standing in front of her, again.

But Quinn didn't move, she just stood there, blinking back tears as she stared at the girl. Quinn was probably being a bit dramatic, but it seemed like everything was wrong. Sam and Santana were apparently now together, which meant Quinn no longer had a boyfriend, even though he hadn't ended it. No one had. Her grades were failing, her mother hated her and her father had run off with a tattooed stripper. And she missed being pregnant and she just wished she had Beth. And Puck was being protective, and that just made her more upset.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 5:18 pm

Rachel was slightly taken aback by being snapped at. But then Quinn actually thanked her for her concern which made it just a little better. She couldn't deal with the answer that she was given, so when Quinn had got up and left she followed her. How could everything be wrong? Surely the girl was exaggerating, she herself was very familiar with doing so. Rachel stood there with her arms crossed, but not in an angry or impatient way, it was more casual because Rachel didn't know what else to do with her arms or hands. She had nothing to busy herself with.
"If I need to be more specific, fine." she told the blond. "What exactly are the things that are upsetting you? You can tell me Quinn. I promise I won't ever speak a word of it to anyone...I would never do that to you." Rachel told Quinn. She looked down again feeling herself blush a little, probably from the last thing that she'd said which just kind of slipped out. Rachel did not like Quinn Fabray. Okay that was a lie...she kind of did. More than she'd ever let on willingly. And seeing her upset just left a unsettled feeling her stomach, because if Quinn told her what was wrong maybe she could try to help. So Rachel would be persistent until she got the answer that she wanted.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 7:19 pm

Quinn actually blushed for Rachel, she felt bad when the brunette blushed, so so did the blonde, her cheeks turning a dark pink. But it didn't last for very long. "Puck is worried about me because I keep on trying to ring and see how Beth is doing..and I shouldn't. As it's bad for me, Beth, Puck and her new parents." Quinn took a shaky breath. "Apparently Sam and Santana are currently 'getting it on', my grades are dropping, my mother drinks quite a bit whenever I see her, and she hates me. My dad ran off leaving his precious little daddy's girl with the woman he know hates, so he can just hit up with a stripper, and...and.." Quinn rambled. "Everyone's so worried and protective over me..and I don't know why." Quinn took another deep breath. "And I miss being p-p-p-pregnant." She blurted out, very embarrassed and you could see that she was. "And I wish I never gave my d-d-d-daughter up." Quinn's voice broke on the word daughter and the tears in her eyes started to spill over, rather fast actually. "See?? Everything is wrong, Berry. EVERYTHING." Quinn stared at the girl, sobbing.

TheOneAndOnly · by **TheOneAndOnly** on Sat Feb 05, 2011 8:02 pm

"I'm. I'm so sorry." Rachel said looking at the girl now since her blush had gone, but her arms still remained crossed. At the moment Rachel had no idea what else to say. From what she'd just heard, there was really nothing that she could do and honestly it made her feel worse knowing that then she had felt before she knew anything. Rachel just stood there silently for a minute or so before she thought she'd tell Quinn about her current situation. It'd been bothering her for almost over a month and she hadn't told anyone about it, not Kurt, not her dads, not anyone. Quinn may not have wanted to hear about Rachel right now, but what Rachel planned to say could possibly help her. There was a chance it wouldn't, but the girl was just going to go for it. "I...I miss my mom. So much it almost hurts. I now realize that meeting her a couple times and then not really talking to her damaged me more than it helped." she told her. "So I'm planning to go on once weekly visits to see her because I think that I'd just feel a lot better. But anyway, if you wanted to come with me and see Beth..." Rachel kind of trailed off. "I told my dads that I was going to start helping with a dance class, so they have no idea where I'll be. And no one else knows about it either, you are the exception of course. So, yeah it's a secret. Don't tell anyone, even if you don't come." she warned.

"I'm going this afternoon actually, after Glee. So tell me now if you're interested or not." Rachel finally finished hoping that she hadn't talked too long. Because she was kind of known for doing that. The whole time she was pretty much able to look directly at Quinn, but there were a few instances where she would find something else to focus on for a few seconds. Even after she was finished, she wasn't quite ready to walk away yet. She just...wasn't.

RaeRaeButterfly · by **RaeRaeButterfly** on Sun Feb 06, 2011 12:32 am

Quinn shook her head. "Thanks for the offer, but I can't. It would just kill me to see her then leave her again." She sobbed. "And Puck..I promised I wouldn't call again. Or text. Or mail. Or anything." Quinn sighed, shakily. "Oh Rachel, what mess have I gotten myself into??" She started sobbing harder. Her sobbing had attracted a few people. A worried Puck, a smirking Santana, a distracted Sam, a talking Brittany and two teachers. Mr Shue and the red headed councilor, who Quinn had forgotten the name of. Mr Shue pushed past the students and came up to Quinn. "Come with me, alright, Quinn? Your not in trouble." Quinn shook her head, sobbing even harder now. Now the councilor tried. "Just come to my office and we can chat, okay?" Quinn shook her head, even harder. "Pick a person that you can bring with you then, Quinn." Mr Shue told the blonde, rather strictly. Quinn pointed to Rachel. "Alright, if it's okay with Rachel, let's go."

About five minutes later, Quinn was seated in a chair next to Rachel, and the councilor sat behind the desk, and Mr Shue was leaning near the book shelf. "Do you want to tell us something, Quinn?" Quinn rubbed at her eyes, shaking her head. The tears had sort of slowed, for now. "What if Rachel said it?" Quinn was asked, and she glanced over at the brunette. "If she want's to say it she can say it." Quinn was clearly embarrassed about crying, and being in the office, and having to make someone else say what she was too scared and embarrassed to say to the two teachers. At the thought of it, Quinn started crying more, and she stared down at her lap, quietly whimpering now and then as her blonde hair sort of hid her burning cheeks.

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