AN: By the way, I study maths at uni so a lot of their interaction will probably take place in their calculus class until Quinn re-joins glee (which will probably be in a couple of weeks as I'm vaguely following the series 3 storyline with some major changes obviously, though it won't be as much as I follow the series 2 storyline in Say You'll Be Mine).
Slightly shorter than the last two chapters but I'm ill so it's better than nothing.
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Quinn's plan to ignore Rachel was going well. She'd made a weird quick turn into the girl's bathroom when she'd seen the brunette walking towards her but she feels she styled it out.
So yeah, it was all going to plan. That is until she rushes into calculus, out of breath just as the late bell was ringing. The teacher gave her a stern look but she just ignores it and scans the room to find a seat.
Quinn sighs as her eyes land on the only empty seat in the room, and she moves slowly towards the desk, flopping down into the seat next to the one girl she was trying to avoid.
Ignore her, ignore her, ignore her…
The pink-haired girl snaps open her eyes, which she didn't even realise she'd closed, and turns her head to the right, breath catching slightly as her eyes meet the brown ones staring at her with concern.
"Are you okay?" Rachel asks.
"Um, yeah." Quinn mutters, unable to tear her eyes away from Rachel's.
"Well Ms Simpson wants us to work on these problems."
As Quinn turns back to her workbook she reprimands herself for not being able to ignore the girl.
"Um, but work on them as a pair." Rachel finishes.
That's just my luck.
"Fine." She sighs. "How do you want to do this?"
"I don't mind, though you seem to have more of a grip on this than I do so maybe I could try to do them and you can correct me if I go wrong?" The brunette suggests.
Rachel was having the worst week of her life. The only good thing right now is her calculus classes. She used to hate the lesson but ever since Quinn started sitting next to her, she enjoyed it a lot more. Though she'd only sat there twice, and it was never her choice but Rachel was choosing not to think too much about that and just enjoy the girl's company. However, at the moment she wasn't sure how to feel about Quinn because she'd set one of the purple pianos on fire and Rachel was fuming.
They'd simply been celebrating that Blaine had transferred and when the cheerios joined in Rachel thought that maybe things would be different this year but of course they had ulterior motives, thanks to Sue Sylvester.
That wasn't even the worst part of her week, she'd not long gotten home from the NYADA mixer with Kurt where all her hopes and dreams were thoroughly smashed. She thought she was one of a kind, turns out she's pretty standard, if not subpar.
Kurt had momentarily cheered her up but the effects didn't last long and now she was lying face down on her bed wishing she wasn't single so she'd have someone to comfort her.
Rachel lets her imagination run wild and pictures herself being held in the arms of someone who loves her, and who she loves in return. Normally whenever she had this, or a similar fantasy, it was always Finn holding her tight, but this time the body was slimmer and toned. She focused more on the face and saw Quinn smiling down at imaginary Rachel.
Well that's new.
Quinn felt terrible, she saw the look of hurt on Rachel's face when she threw her cigarette at the purple piano, causing it to go up in flames. She hadn't wanted to but the cheerleaders offered her $50 to do it and she couldn't pass up that amount.
She'd actually had fun in calculus, working with Rachel was surprisingly easy and she found it adorable how Rachel chewed on the end of her pencil when she was stuck. She was done trying to ignore her, she hadn't even lasted a day, but that doesn't mean she was suddenly going to be all friendly, she was still a bitch after all.
She'd just be nice to Rachel in private. It was better than nothing.
As Quinn walks into school the following Monday, she was actually looking forward to calculus class. In fact she was so lost in her own thoughts that she turned into the wrong classroom and came face to face with Shelby Corcoran.
"Quinn, hi, I was going to come looking for you."
"Um… no thanks." Quinn responds, even though it made no sense.
As she turns to leave Puck appears in the doorway, blocking her path.
"Just hear her out." Puck begs.
"You knew she was here?"
"I did, but only because I was eavesdropping when she visited Figgins."
Quinn rolls her eyes. "I don't want to hear what she has to say. I was happy when she adopted Beth but seeing as she hasn't spoken to either of us in over a year, I honestly couldn't care less about what she has to say."
"Quinn, please, I moved back to Ohio so you and Puck could have a relationship with Beth, whilst I attempt to form one with Rachel."
The hazel-eyed girl whirls around to face Shelby again.
"No. You stay away from me, and Rachel. You already broke her once, don't break her again." She spits before pushing passed Puck and leaving.
Puck was confused, he didn't know why Quinn stood up for Rachel, or why she didn't want to meet their daughter, but he was determined to find out.
"Hey baby mama." He smirks, leaning against the locker next to hers.
"Ugh don't call me that. What do you want?"
"What up with the attitude? And why are you defending Rachel all of a sudden?"
"That's… I… shut up Puckerman. What I do is none of your business."
As she storms away Puck smirks once more, it seems like his baby mama has a little crush on his Jewish-American princess and he wouldn't be Puck if he didn't help those two hot babes get together.