A/N: why make a normal story when you can make something completely weird and have fun with it! I hope you guys like the story as much as I do. I decided to post it just for the fun of it, I might delete it or not. I don't know but enjoy it, till it's gone or not

"Because what's worse than knowing you want something

besides knowing you can never have it?" -James Patterson

Rachel sighed and frowned, when a drunken teenager spilled a little alcohol on her shoes. Maybe she shouldn't had come to Puck's party after all, but as she looked at the corner of the room and saw the young blond… Well she wasn't regretting her decision completely.

"You could be looking a little bit happier Rachel."

Averting her eyes from the blond, Rachel looked to her left to see Kurt standing next to her "Excuse me, if I don't really appreciate drunken teenagers spilling their drinks on my shoes."

Kurt rolled his eyes "You got invited to a popular kid party, Rachel. Come on live a little have a drink or something."

"No thank you. I'm still not of legal age to drink, and neither are you" said Rachel shaking her head; which made Kurt roll his eyes again.

"How silly of me, to forget that I'm still not old enough to drink" he said this, while bringing a cup to his lips.

Rachel narrowed her eyes at Kurt for a second, before looking away. She let a sigh, leave her lips once again "have you ever liked someone, that you know will never like you back; but somehow, you still can't stop liking them. Even when they're everything but nice?"

He frowned not really expecting what came out of Rachel's mouth "what?"

Looking at him again, she opened her mouth as if to say something but she closed it again; shaking her head, she shrugged "never mind. Forget I said anything."

Kurt eyed her warily before letting it go. He then looked around the crowd of drunken teenager, before his sight landed on two people he knew "rumors say, his going to ask her to be his girlfriend."

"What?" she asked confused. Staring closely at Kurt who eyes were shining as they usually did whenever he talked about gossip. Following his gaze; she frowned slightly, when it landed on Puck and Quinn.

"I don't really see Puck as the dating type" Kurt shrugged "but I guess, I shouldn't be surprise after all Quinn is, one of the most popular girls in school and let's face it, she is gorgeous."

She didn't say anything, but continued to stare toward Puck and Quinn. Rachel watched as Puck shifted closer to Quinn, and whispered in the girl's ear. Quinn smiled in a way that made Rachel heart beat faster. The way Quinn looked up at Puck, made her sick to her stomach. Puck didn't deserve a girl like Quinn, after all she was sure he has slept with half the girls in their school, so why would Quinn even give the time of day to a guy like that…

Rachel closed her eyes. It wasn't like her to judge someone like that. This feelings for Quinn has thrown her for a loop. Ever since she became aware of her feelings for the head cheerio, she done nothing but let her feelings control her. She needed to get her feelings under control.

"Are you okay?"

Kurt's voice snapped her out of her thoughts "I—yes, I'm fine. I just kind of need fresh air, I'm going to step out for a moment." Turning around, she started to make her way out of the room, when she stumbled in to someone, making her fall.

"Ah, man! My beer!" screamed the guy that stumbled in to Rachel.

The room went silent, Rachel could feel that all eyes were on her. She could also feel a cold liquid running down her face and she groaned.

"Looks like stubbles strikes again."

Rachel took in a deep breath when she heard Quinn's voice. She felt herself starting to turn red from embarrassment, when everyone in the room started to laugh at her. Standing up, she made her way through the laughing crowd. Once outside, she felt the warm air hit her face; it was the perfect weather to be outside.

The warm air hit her once again, drying the cold liquid on her clothes. Her clothes were going to stain but she couldn't find it in herself to care about that. Her mind was full of questions, questions as to why it had to be Quinn the person she had feelings for. Why couldn't it be another girl? If her type were blonds, then why couldn't it be Brittany? Why did her heart choose Quinn of all people?

And even though she asked herself, all this question; she somehow knew, why. It wasn't because of how popular and beautiful Quinn was, though her beauty helped a little; it was the way Quinn concentrated when reading a book, the way her hazel eyes change color every time she was overcome with different emotions. Rachel found all these small details incredibly endearing. But Quinn did have one big flaw, and that was the way she mistreated anyone who, she didn't find equal to her

Rachel looked up at the sky. She would never really act on her feelings toward Quinn, and she believes that once she starts her new life away from Lima, she'll forget all about these silly feelings of hers but that wasn't going to happen any time soon.

"Hey, you okay?"

Rachel look to her side, to see the person that interrupted her thoughts. It was Finn, he had one hand in his jean pocket and the other one was holding a cup, of what Rachel could probably guess was cheap alcohol; he looked uncertain, probably because they haven't really talk since their break up "yes, I'm okay" she gave him a weak smile.

He nodded at her, and awkward silence grew around them. It was the most awkward ten seconds of Rachel's life. "I'm surprised to see you here" he stated, ending the silence between them.

"I'm surprised as well" she said absentmindedly. I should have stayed home.

There was another pause, before Finn spoke again "she's, here, isn't she?"

Rachel let out a small sigh "Finn…" she said softly. When they broke up, she had told him that she had developed feelings for someone of her own gender, and he questioned her, and screamed at her to tell him who she had developed feelings for but she didn't. He had left her house that day in a fit of anger, and they hadn't spoken since… well in till today.

"Hey, it's okay" he stopped her before she could say anything else "I'm not mad… at least not anymore. I am a little sad though." He let out a humorless laugh "but I'll get over it. I—I just… want to know if, that's why you're here?"

She gave him a sad smile "I—yes, that's why I'm here…"

"So, I'm guessing you haven't told her how you feel?" he took a drink, from his cup.

Rachel let out a bitter chuckle "of course not, she's straight."

"So, were you, till a couple of months ago," she glared at him, but he only shrugged "I'm just saying, how do you know you have no game, if you really haven't told her how you feel? I mean you left me for he—"

"I didn't leave you for her!" she snapped, not letting him finish "I broke up with you because me, having feelings for someone else is unfair to you! And I can't just tell her how I feel, because then she would tell everyone at school; it's not like I need my life to be more horrible than it is."

Finn sighed "I didn't mean to make you mad."

"Then you shouldn't have talked without thinking!" she glared at him "can you just leave me alone?"

A look of hurt crossed Finn's face before he nodded "I'm sorry" he said, walking away.

Rachel sighed, before turning around to stop Finn "Finn, wait" but it was already too late, he had stepped in to the house. She groaned, she was still a little angry about what had happened earlier, so she unconsciously took it out on Finn. Making her way inside, she searched for Finn among the crowd. She spots him, making his way upstairs "Finn!" she called but he didn't hear her, cause of the loud music.

She made her way upstairs, and it was slightly less crowded. She looked around but Finn was nowhere to be seen. Thinking that Finn, must have enter one of the three rooms upstairs. Rachel opened the first door but it wasn't Finn who she found but a couple making out "sorry" she blushed, closing the door in a rush. The second door didn't open, and when she entered through the third door; she sighed in relief when she saw it was empty but the light of the bathroom was turned on "Finn?"

"Rachel?"

She let another breath of relief when she heard Finn's voice "Yeah, it's me" she got closer to the bathroom "can I… come in?" everything was silent for a moment.

"Yeah, uh, I-I'm just washing my hands."

Slowly she opened the door to the bathroom to see Finn washing his hands. He smiled at her, before taking his hands from under the water "What's up?"

"I-I came to apologize" she saw him sigh softly, while resting his weight slightly on the bathroom sink; she continued "truth is, I'm not even angry at what you said to me. It just, something had happened and I was in a bad mood… I'm sorry."

He nodded at her "I get it. Honestly, what I said down there, wasn't really the thing I wanted to talk to you about."

Rachel looked up at him confused "What?"

"I—" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously "the day after we broke up, I thought a lot about what you told me" he paused for a moment to look in to Rachel's eyes "I just want you to know, that I don't really think any different of you, and that I still consider you a friend. That is if you still want to be friends, if not I-I totally understand."

Rachel wrapped her arms around Finn, in a tight hug "Thank you. And of course, we can still be friends."

Finn pulled Rachel away slowly, to look at her "Look, um… Puck is waiting for me downstairs, but we cool, right?"

She smiled at him, stepping away "yes" seeing him sigh in relief, made her giggle.

"See you Monday at school?" he asked.

"Yes" she gave him another wide smile, and with that he left, leaving her alone with her thoughts. She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror; she had managed to fix things with Finn, so this party hasn't been completely bad. But with all that has happened, she is ready to call it a night.

A door opened and slammed closed behind her. She was about to walk out of the bathroom, when a noise made her stop on her tracks. Someone was crying, making Rachel hesitate on, leaving the bathroom. She closed her eyes and counted to three, before stepping out "I'm sorry for walking in on you in such a vulne—" Rachel stopped, when she focused on the person who was crying on the bed "Quinn?" she said shocked, she rushed to the blond side, her heart ached from seeing the girl like that. She raised a hand, with the intention of touching Quinn but she decided against it, instead she sat softly next to the head cheerio "Quinn, what's wrong?"

"Nothing" said Quinn between sniffles "can you leave me alone Berry."

"I can't do that" said Rachel frowning. Even if she did want to let Quinn be alone, her heart wouldn't let her.

"Why?" Quinn, looked up to glare at Rachel.

"Why?" repeated Rachel, startled. Even with her eyes red and tears falling down her cheeks, Quinn was still a beauty to admire "Well, um… we are in glee together and we look out for each other."

Quinn snorted "not really. We both know that if it was the other way around, I wouldn't even stay and ask why you are crying."

"That might be true but…" Rachel closed her eyes, debating the weight of the words that were about to come out of her mouth "I care about you."

"You care about me?" asked Quinn astonished.

Rachel nodded in response. She watched as Quinn stared at the floor, as if in thought. She was starting to doubt her decision, with every dreaded second that passed by in silence. Rachel was about to speak up, but Quinn spoke first.

"I thought Puck liked me" Quinn said softly "I thought he wanted to ask me to be his girlfriend but…" Quinn took in a deep breath, trying to hold in her tears "I saw him kissing another girl."

Rachel froze, when Quinn laid her head on her shoulder, hesitantly Rachel wrapped her arms around Quinn, pulling her closer; it somehow felt like Quinn was made to be in Rachel's arms. She cursed Puck a hundred times, for making Quinn cry; she knew he didn't deserve a girl like Quinn not now not in a million years "Noah doesn't deserve you…" said Rachel in a low whisper, when Quinn didn't respond; she continued "you deserve someone who only looks at you, someone who knows that you're more than just a pretty face" Quinn pulled away, and looked intently in to Rachel's eyes. Rachel licked her lips nervously, as she continued talking "You deserve someone that looks at you like you're the only girl in the world, someone who would make you smile just because they love the way you smile… you deserve someone like me."

Quinn stared at Rachel intently, before pulling Rachel closer, and locking their lips together. Rachel closed her eyes in contempt, kissing Quinn was like a dream come true. Rachel moaned when Quinn bit her lower lip, and Quinn not losing the chance, invaded the inside of Rachel's mouth with her tongue.

Rachel eyes snapped open, when she tasted the alcohol in Quinn's mouth "wait, wait…" she said pulling away from Quinn, they were both breathless "ar-are you drunk?" Quinn tried to kiss her again, but Rachel pulled back "answer me."

"No?" Quinn sounded unconvinced of her own words.

"No?" Rachel repeated, crossing her arms "how many drinks, have you had tonight Quinn?"

Quinn groaned "Three or six, maybe more; I don't know!" she whined "I'm not drunk okay! Maybe…" she whispered the last part.

Rachel sighed "I can't kiss you, if you're drunk Quinn."

"Why not?!" the head cheerio pouted.

"Because, that would be taking advantage of you and that's the last thing I want."

"I'm not drunk Berry!" Rachel jumped to Quinn's aid, when the girl tried to get up and almost fell to the floor "make the room stop spinning!" whined Quinn, as she held on to Rachel.

"I think you should call it a night Quinn" said Rachel, trying to keep Quinn steady on her feet.

"If I do that… I'll have to leave you" Quinn paused for a second "I don't really want that" she breathed out.

Rachel could feel her face turn red "you won't leave me, since I'll be the one driving you home. You're in no condition to drive."

"I get to take you home?" Quinn smirked "nice."

She felt herself blush again. Rachel cleared her throat "can you, walk downstairs by yourself or do you need help?"

"I think, I can manage" Quinn said standing up a little straighter "the room not spinning as much anymore."

Rachel looked at Quinn warily, before nodding. She kept a certain distance as she followed Quinn downstairs, after all she didn't want people to think, she was following Quinn, even though she was doing just that. Looking at Quinn as she made her way through the crowd; Rachel sighed. For a drunk person, Quinn was very aware of her surroundings.

They both made their way outside without running in to Puck and Rachel was grateful for that, because she was sure that if she ran in to Puck, she would slap him for hurting Quinn like he did. Taking the car keys out of Quinn's hand, she got in to the driver side and watched as Quinn struggled with the passenger door, before managing too open it.

Rachel raised her eyebrow when Quinn wouldn't stop looking at her "What?"

"You're really preeeettyyy." Said Quinn with a silly smile on her face.

"Thank you" Rachel felt her face grow hot, from the compliment. They both looked at each other for a moment, before Quinn slowly bent forward and threw up "Oh boy, this is going to be a long ride."

Rachel watched as Quinn struggled to open the door to her house "here, let me" she took the keys from Quinn's hands once again and opened the door.

"Someone's in a hurry" chuckled Quinn, entering the house.

Rachel followed Quinn inside; looking around to see if any of Quinn's parents were up waiting for their daughter but the house was empty. Quietly she followed Quinn upstairs, to make sure the blond didn't trip down the stairs. Once she made it to the room; her heart was beating rapidly, she never would have thought, that someday she would see the inside of Quinn's room.

Looking around, she stopped in front of a shelf that had various trophies and pictures on it. Most of the trophies were from cheerleading. Looking at the pictures she saw one of Quinn with the entire cheerleading squad, there was also one with just Santana and Brittany and one where Quinn was sticking out her tongue at Santana, that one made her smile. Her eyes traveled through all the other pictures, when one caught her attention; it was one of all the glee kids together, she didn't really remember this picture. Picking it up, she looked at it closely, everyone was huddled together and smiling broadly, except her who was smiling while staring dreamily at Quinn. She groaned internally, hoping that Quinn didn't notice that detail.

Putting the picture back in its place, she turned around to find Quinn stepping out of her clothes "Oh! Sorry" she turned away from Quinn, feeling herself get even more nervous "I-I think I should, uh, go home" she stepped toward the door, her back still facing Quinn.

"Don't go, yet" said Quinn, grabbing Rachel wrist, and turning her around. Rachel turned completely red, when she saw Quinn only in her underwear. Quinn pulled her toward the bed and pushed her, making her land back first on the soft mattress "you don't really want to miss the fun part, Berry."

Rachel stared at Quinn wide eyed as the blond straddled her hips "wait, wait Quinn. I—we shouldn't, you're drunk and—" she was cut off by Quinn kissing her passionately; she could feel her resolve of getting Quinn off, breaking. She pushed on Quinn's shoulders softly.

Quinn pulled away, looking down on Rachel who was breathless, cheeks flushed "it's okay" she kissed Rachel's cheek before starting a trail of kisses toward the brunet neck "it's my first time too, you know?"

"Noo, it's not okay" Rachel moaned, when she felt Quinn lick her neck "I'm not ready for this… and you're drunk!" Rachel felt Quinn's hand going up her shirt, making her take a deep breath. She needed to stop this, even if she was loving every minute of it "Quinn please… stop" she let out another moan, when she felt Quinn softly bite her neck "I-I haven't even told you how I feel about you…" and that seemed to get Quinn's attention because she stopped her attack on Rachel's neck; letting out a breath of relief she continued "I-I have wanted to tell you all this time how I felt, bu-but I was scared… that you would… reject me" she took in a deep breath "I like you Quinn, I think… it might even be love."

Closing her eyes, she waited for Quinn to react but nothing ever came. Her words where met with silence. She lifted her head from the pillow to look at Quinn, who was quiet; looking down at the girl, she was met with a sleeping blond "great" Rachel groaned, letting her head fall back on the pillow "it's all about the teasing and not about the pleasing" she let out bitterly, not that she would go all the way with a drunk Quinn anyway, but her heart somehow felt disappointed at the outcome.

Softly pushing Quinn away from her, she took a long look at the girl's sleeping face "you're beautiful" she whispered, before giving the girl a kiss on the cheek, and getting out of the bed. She took one last look at the blond, before stepping out of the room and making her way to her own home.

Rachel rolled on her bed, thinking about what had happened last night. She had spent most of the day locked in her room, depressed. Last night had been wonderful and Rachel had woken up to singing birds and a 'no one can put me down' mood. It wasn't until she was eating breakfast that a thought made its way to her head; Quinn was drunk so she wouldn't really remember anything that had happened last night. She had dropped her spoon at the shocking fact and afterwards she had lost all appetite for the rest of the day.

She hugged the pillow closer to her. What was she going to do? She couldn't really ask Quinn on a date, if the girl didn't really remember their time together. A knock on her door, snapped her out of her thoughts "come in" she sighed, sitting on the bed.

Hiram opened the door, with a plate of food in one of his hands "Rachel, honey, is everything all, right? You didn't come down for dinner."

"No daddy, everything is not all right!" she groaned, falling back on the bed dramatically.

"Is that so?" he laid the plate of food next to Rachel's bed and sat down, he brushed away some hair out of Rachel's face and smiled "want to talk about it?"

She debated if telling him or not, both her dads' knew her preference, but they also knew everything that Quinn had done to her, so she was afraid they wouldn't really be happy about her feelings toward the head cheerio "I like this girl…" she started, taking a deep breath "she… I—we were together last night… and—"

"She didn't fo—"

"No! that's no—we didn't" she blushed remembering last night "we didn't go that far!" he gave her a skeptical look, but she ignored it "we kissed… but I don't really know if she likes me or…"

"Well, in my day someone kissing you meant they like you."

"But she was drunk" she finished, running a hand through her face "I don't think she even remembers what happened last night."

"I think, you should tell her how you feel anyway" said Hiram calmly "even if she doesn't remember what happened, between the two of you."

"But what if… she rejects me?"

"But what if, she doesn't?" Hiram laid a hand on her shoulder "It's not easy to tell someone how you feel about them, but I believe it's worse to live with the hunting question of what would have happened if you actually did."

"You're right! I should tell her how I feel. Thanks Daddy!" she gave him a hug, before dashing down the stairs. She needed to see Quinn before her new found confidence disappears.

Running all the way to Quinn's house had left her out of breath. She just needed to cross the road and knock on Quinn's door, but she hesitated, she needed to think about this a little more. What if Quinn rejected her? Would Quinn tell everyone in their school?

Looking up at the sky, she saw it was getting cloudy, she put the hood of her hoodie over her head and sighed. She needed to get this over with, and ignore her thoughts for once, she just needed to follow her heart.

She breathed in and out, it was time to get the girl. She moved one foot forward before she stopped. A car had stopped in front of Quinn's house. She stared, as Puck got out of the car, dark shades on his eyes, he rested his weight on the passenger side door as a typical bad boy would do.

Rachel frowned, not knowing what to do now that Puck was there. She saw as Quinn walked out of her house a dazzling smile on her face, and she ran toward Puck, jumping in his arms and at that moment time slowed down, heart beating painfully. She wanted to look away but she couldn't; she saw as Quinn's face got closer to Puck's till their lips met.

She felt the tears starting to form in her eyes "Don't cry Rachel" she told herself "please… don't cry" she saw the small tears stains mark the sidewalk, she couldn't hold it back anymore.

And as if the sky, wanted to hide her tears stained face, it started to rain. She saw Quinn pulling Puck toward the house to hide them from the rain. Rachel's vision blurred even more as more tears came out "I never had a chance…" she said softly, turning around. She looked back one last time before running back to her house.

Sitting outside her house; Rachel looked up at the sky, it had stopped raining and now the stars shined brightly. If only the pain of her heart, would clear like the rain did. And the thing was, she couldn't really blame Quinn for her broken heart, since from the beginning Rachel knew Quinn wanted Puck.

And whatever had happened between her and Quinn was obviously a drunk mistake and not some kind of hidden feeling towards her.

Thinking back to Quinn and Puck. She couldn't understand why every girl was so crazy over Noah Puckerman. He was a good looking guy, but that was all he had going for him. Maybe if she was a guy, Quinn would have ended with her instead. Staring at the stars in the sky; she saw a shooting star cross the sky "If I was a guy…" she murmured absentmindedly. Shaking her head at the idea, she chuckled. Guy or girl, Quinn will never notice her.

Standing up from her sitting position, she made her way toward her room. Tomorrow would be the first day of school and she was dreading it. This year, it wasn't just ignoring the constant bullying but also having to deal with her broken heart. Falling on her bed, she closed her eyes, hoping that tomorrow never comes.

Rachel groaned, when she heard the alarm go off. Turning it off, she got up from the bed and sighed. The birds were chirping happily and the sunlight hit her right in the face. Making her way to the bathroom, she hit her toe on the corner of the doorway "Ouh!" she groaned; it seemed she was getting sick as well cause her voice came out deep like a guy.

Noting that she should get some medicine before she left, she took her morning shower and made her way back to her room. Walking toward her drawers; she froze, when she passed the full body mirror. Stepping back slowly, she swallowed, when she saw the man standing there, wrapped in a towel. She screamed at the top of her lungs, before everything went black.