Homecoming. Quinn had been waiting for this night. It had been two weeks since her talk with Frannie; two amazingly great weeks. She didn't really like admitting the truth to her sister, but only because doing so also admit that she had wasted so much time. The thing was that if Quinn were being honest then she'd have to say that she didn't really know the answer to Frannie's question. Quinn had known of Rachel's existence prior to the little incident with Finn.
She had always thought that she had been cute. Quinn could even remember the first time that she had ever seen her. It was the first day of school back in their freshman year. Rachel marched down the halls of McKinley with head held high. Few people truly enjoyed the start of a new school year; Rachel was one of those people. With that dazzling smile upon her face it was hard for Quinn not to think that she was anything but beautiful.
But then Puck came along and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. He had said something and she laughed. Needless to say that Quinn had been a bit disappointed, and did her best to push the cute little brunette out of her mind. Said task proved to be easier said than done. One of the first things Quinn had learned about Rachel was that she was smart. The two of them share a number of classes, a few of them being honors. Quinn came to find that Rachel was the kind of person to raise her hand in class. She didn't care that it wasn't cool to do so. She genuinely liked learning, just like Quinn.
And just like that Quinn's plan of forgetting about Rachel's existence was forgotten. She wouldn't have been able to go through with the plan even if she wanted to. Rachel had something about her; something that begged for attention. Quinn couldn't help but giggle as she thought about it. She quickly checked the time. There were still several hours left before she had to pick Rachel up. It felt weird, but in a good way.
Quinn had never gone to a dance alone, but all the same she had never gone to one with a date. She always had to go along with Santana and Brittany, and although she loved the two of them Quinn hated the feeling of being a third wheel. But now it would be just her and Rachel. They'd be able to dance the night away if they wanted to. The previous night she had been terrified as she watched Rachel play. Quinn was always terrified whenever she had to watch Rachel play.
Last week she had been so glad because the Titans didn't have a game. And at the end of the week she and Rachel went out on their second date. It had been lovely. Rachel had planned the whole thing out. She had given Quinn flowers, taken her to a movie, some dancing and she finished the night off with dinner. It was a dream come true and the one thing that could have ruined it all was if Rachel had gotten injured during the Homecoming Game.
It wouldn't have been the worst thing in the world; sitting by Rachel's bedside and making sure that she was okay. Quinn wouldn't have minded. There would be other dances for them to attend, but that wasn't the point. But Quinn didn't have to worry about that anyway. She had a dance to get ready for. She went to her bathroom and hopped into the shower. Her dress was hanging just inside her closet. It had taken forever to find the perfect one but it would be so worth.
She couldn't wait to see Rachel's reaction, or just to see Rachel herself. But that's all she could do; wait. After her shower Quinn slipped into her dress; a back little number with a high lace neckline that which showed off some skin without being too revealing. It hugged her curves perfectly. She gave herself a once over in the body length mirror she had hanging on the inside of her closet. Not to sound full of herself, but Quinn thought she looked hot.
Quinn did a little spin and took a brief glance at her butt. It looked a little big. Quinn frowned slightly. Still she looked great though. Another glance at the time told Quinn that she didn't need to pick Rachel up any time soon, but she was getting impatient. She looked herself over in the mirror once more before deciding that she didn't really care about being casually late. Quinn slowly made her way downstairs where her parents were watching some television in the living room.
They seemed to be waiting for her because the moment she was in view the two of them spun their heads towards her. Her mother gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "Oh Quinn." She got up from her seat and approached her daughter. "You look beautiful."
"You sure do," her father agreed. "I'm sure all those boys will regret not asking you out." Quinn's eyes dropped down to her heels. "I'm sorry sweetheart," Russell apologized, lifting his daughter's head up so that he could look her in the eye. "I didn't mean to upset you."
"No, Daddy. It isn't that..." It really wasn't, but Quinn couldn't figure out a way to explain that she did have a date, a wonderful date that just so happened to be a girl. The words were on her lips, but she couldn't speak them. It would have been easier with Frannie around. Maybe she should have taken the opportunity and told them while she was still in town. It was too late to do that now though. She couldn't tell them, not on her own. She wasn't ready. "I'll be fine Daddy," she assured. "I don't need a date. I'll have fun either way."
Her father smiled and pulled her in for a hug. He kissed her on the forehead. "Be careful out there," he told her. "I will. I should get going."
Quinn turned to leave but she didn't get as far as one step before she heard her mother cry out, "Wait, wait! Let me get my camera first!" she insisted. Judy disappeared upstairs and after a few moments she came back down, camera in tow. She took several photos before letting Quinn go on her way. Quinn got into her car. She went down the driveway and made a turn towards the school as opposed to making a turn towards Rachel's house.
She'd be able to backtrack later on and there was no reason to unnecessarily draw any suspicion from her parents. Once she was out of sight Quinn turned her car around and started making her way to Rachel's house. It was already getting dark out. The sky was clear. Quinn could see the moon. She wondered if there would be a place open where she could buy some flowers. As she drove Quinn kept an eye out just in case.
And as though it were an answer to her prayers Quinn somehow stumbled upon just the place. It was a quaint little store that looked just about ready to close up for the night. The store owner couldn't say no to Quinn though and let her buy a beautiful bouquet of gardenias before closing up her shop. With her flowers safely sitting in the passenger's seat Quinn continued on to Rachel's house. The trip didn't take much longer
She rolled up outside, got her flowers and walked up to the front porch. Holding the gardenias behind her back, Quinn rang the doorbell. Her eyes fell down to her feet and they stayed there until she heard the sound of the door opening. Immediately her eyes shot back up to be greeted by the beautiful sight of Rachel's face. Quinn started to reveal the flowers she had hidden behind her back but she stopped midway once she saw Rachel fully.
Quinn's throat grew dry. In front of her Rachel was wearing a short strapless dress that showed off her legs as well as a fair amount of cleavage. Upon receiving Quinn's silent greeting Rachel looked herself over. "Is it too much?" she asked. If anything, it probably wasn't enough. "Maybe Noah was right. He said he wasn't good at these things. I have other dresses that I can wear. I'll just go change." Rachel began retreating upstairs but at that same moment Quinn regained control of her body.
She gently grasped onto Rachel's wrist and told her, "No. No, you look gorgeous." A blush crept onto Rachel's face and she shook her head. "Really," Quinn assured. For once in her life Quinn actually felt like she owed Puck a thank you. "Here, these are for you." She handed Rachel the flowers only having just remembered about them.
"Oh, these are lovely." Rachel brought the bouquet up to her nose and took a sniff. "Thank you Quinn. Let me just find a vase for these." Rachel disappeared and Quinn went into the living room to wait. Rachel's dads showed up once Rachel returned and so more pictures were taken, much to Rachel's embarrassment. Quinn didn't mind though; she liked knowing that they would have pictures of her and Rachel together.
They then left and Quinn drove them to school. The dance was well under way when the two of them arrived and they quickly made their way onto the dance floor as an upbeat tune played. Despite her moment of insecurity earlier, Rachel let loose and showed off her sexy side. People were probably staring, but if they were Quinn didn't notice. She was too busy staring at Rachel as well. The way she swayed her hips was almost hypnotic.
The two of them danced for what seemed like hours. Through the crowd, Quinn could see that Brittany and Santana were having fun. The rest of the Cheerios were around too. Gabrielle was over by the punch bowl. Quinn liked her well enough, but she didn't trust her around Rachel. The thing was that Quinn was getting kind of thirsty. She excused herself to get a drink and told Rachel that she'd be back in a minute.
Quinn walked over to the punch bowl. Their eyes briefly met and Gabrielle waved at her. Quinn waved back and grabbed a cup. She poured herself some punch and took a drink. "This is fun, isn't it?" Gabrielle suddenly spoke up.
"Yeah, it is."
"I've never been to one of these before."
"Really? Well, it's nice to hear that you're enjoying yourself." Quinn scanned the crowd for Rachel and once she spotted her she decided to make her retreat. "It was nice seeing you Gabby. I should get back to Rachel."
"Oh, okay. Bye."
Quinn made her way back to Rachel just in time for a slow song to start. A shy, nervous smile made its way onto Rachel's lips. She slowly approached Quinn. Quinn grabbed Rachel's hands and placed them on her hips, mostly because she didn't think she'd be able to control herself if she placed her hands on Rachel's hips. Instead Quinn wrapped her arms around Rachel's shoulders and pulled her in close. They slowly danced to the beat, staring deeply into one another's eyes.
Before long Quinn found herself leaning forward and giving Rachel a soft kiss on the lips. Rachel sighed contently as Quinn pulled back. She moved in closer and rested her head on Quinn's shoulder. Their bodies seemed to fit together perfectly. Quinn would have been content to say in that moment forever. But the moment did have to pass, but that fact didn't stop Quinn from holding onto Rachel for a few extra seconds after the song ended.
Towards the end of the night came the big announcement of Homecoming King and Queen. Quinn had run of course. The title of Homecoming Queen wasn't as important to her as Prom Queen was but she still would have liked to win that tiara. The winner of Homecoming King was easily predictable. Finn won hands down mostly due to the lack of any real competition. The same couldn't be said about Homecoming Queen.
Principal Figgins stood on stage, an envelope in his hands. He opened it up, read it and then adjusted the microphone in front of him. "And our Homecoming Queen is... by write-in vote is... Rachel Berry!" Quinn's eyes grew wide and her mouth fell agape. The student body roared around her. Quinn and Rachel turned to one another, equal looks of surprise upon their faces. She didn't appear to know what to do. Quinn turned her towards the stage and gave her a little shove.
"Go," she whispered. "Get your tiara."
Slowly, Rachel began to move. She was still in shock but she made her way on stage. Figgins placed the tiara upon her head and she took her place beside Finn. She looked over at him. "I can't believe this," she squealed.
"Yeah, neither can I," Finn admitted, to which Rachel frowned. "Not that you couldn't win," he quickly corrected so as not to face her or Quinn's wrath. "Quinn's going to kill me, isn't she?"
"What? No, of course not." Rachel quickly looked over at Quinn. She looked to be glaring at Finn "At least I don't think she would. It wouldn't hurt to be careful though," she shrugged. "I'll talk to her."