"Eat your stir-fry, Quinn, I worked hard on it."

"I'm good Mom, really."

"I insist."

"I unsist."

Judy huffed, "Are you really not hungry or is something bothering you? Did something at you your movie night with Rachel yesterday? Anything you wanna talk about?"

"Movie night was great- we watched the Notebook- there's nothing to say, and I'm really not hungry, honest." She held out her pinky for her mom to shake, smiling sincerely to drive her point home.

Judy hesitated before leaning forward and linking her pinky with Quinn's. She narrowed her eyes at her daughter as they slowly shook their linked fingers, "No hidden teenage angst?"

Quinn let out a laugh, "No hidden teenage angst."

Judy released her finger, "Okay, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt here. But I'm still mad about the stir-fry." She shook her finger at the other blonde.

The girl chuckled, "Can I be excused, then? I have something to do, and it's kind of important..."

Judy may not have liked the fact that her daughter was essentially deserting her at the dinner table, but she trusted Quinn that it was actually something urgent and not anything to do with her. She sighed, "Of course, honey, but clean up your plate first." Quinn nodded.

When she reached her room, she dived headfirst onto her bead, grabbing her iPod from next to her pillow. Clicking the home button, she unlocked it and began browsing her personal selection of songs. She hadn't lied to her mother- this was important. Quinn was fed up with waiting for something to happen between her and Rachel. The girl obviously wasn't going to be making any moves anytime soon. The blonde had no doubt that Rachel would still be unsure of Quinn's affections if they challenged her to a diva-off.

If she wanted all her hard work to come to fruition, she'd have to be the catalyst.

That was why she'd consulted the list for something that would tie it all together. Screw completing it- Quinn wanted results now.

And that was why, come Monday, she was going to sing. She'd always been somewhat wary of serenades. Hell- they happened so often within the glee club, she'd become a little desensitized to their effects. Quinn felt it cheapened the sentiment behind the song a little when it was done in front of other people, but she knew she could keep it genuine and effective with the right song.

Make no mistake, she liked Rachel. A lot. Quinn liked to think of it as being as close to love as you can be without actually being love. She just wasn't ready for words like that yet. Anyway, she loved everything about the girl, but the only message Quinn was looking to convey with her song was Hello, why don't we stop dancing around each other and just make out?

Because after that happened, then she could tell Rachel everything that made Quinn's insides squirm with love for her- like for her.

She continued to peruse her library. It couldn't be sappy, god knows how many times sappy songs had been sung to various members of the club. Direct, fresh, obvious. That's what Quinn wan-

Her eyes widened as her lips curled into a grin.

Yes.

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Santana sighed and tapped her pencil on her desk. English was a drag. She glanced over at Quinn in the desk to her left, who wasn't faring too well with staying awake. Santana ripped a corner off of her (blank) assignment and scrawled out a note. She feigned yawning, stretching out her arms and dropping the note on Quinn's desk on the way down.

Quinn raised an eyebrow at the slip of paper that landed on her desk. She caught the tail end of Santana's drawn-out fake yawn and rolled her eyes, unfolding the paper.

Sup

She had to hold in a laugh at that one. She pulled out a clean sheet of paper and wrote,

Note passing? Really? You know we have phones, right?

She pretended to drop the paper on the ground and stifled a giggle as the Latina muttered "Whoops, my paper!" and reached down to grab it. She scanned the note and huffed, writing another note and passing it behind her back.

But this is so much cooler!

Quinn picked up her pencil, but thought better of it and instead pulled out her phone.

Welcome to the 21st century. What do you want? -Q

A reply came almost immediately.

I'm bored outta my friggin mind and u look like u've vacated yours. -S

I'm just nervous about today -Q

Relax Q you rehearsed w/ Fuckam like all day yesterday. U'll do great -S

..fuckam? -Q

Finn, Puck, Sam? get with the program. And if BerBer doesn't get it after this, she's probably too retarded for you anyway-S

Don't use the r word. and that name thing is so wierd -Q

Omg u sound like those lame commercials. You don't like it? I think its catchy, i came up w one for u and Berry too. Wanna hear it? -S

No. -Q

Faberry - S

Quinn couldn't help but smile a little at that. Faberry. It sounded way better than any of the other name mashups the glee club had come up with in the past. Especially Finchel. It sounded like cough medicine- but Faberry, Faberry sounded delicious.

It's alright -Q

Santana smirked.

You love it -S

How about we pay attention to the class now -Q

Quinn felt her phone buzz again but stowed it away in her back pocket instead, turning her attention to the front of the room and ignoring it, earning a scowl from her friend.

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Finally, it was the end of the day. Quinn wrenched open her locker, shoving everything she didn't need in it and slamming it shut. She started toward the choir room, only to run into Sam.

He put hands on her shoulders to steady her, "Whoa. Hey Quinn, you headed for glee?"

She nodded, "Yeah, having a minor panic attack. You don't think it's too forward?"

The blonde boy laughed as they headed down the hall, "No! You're gonna do great, and Rachel's gonna love it. Finn and Puck are already there setting up, and I'm ready to go, all we need is you. So, are you ready?"

Quinn swallowed and took a deep breath when they reached the door. She turned to her ex-boyfriend and resolutely looked him in the eye, "Yeah." She said before pushing open the door. She and Sam were the last to arrive, and Mr. Schue looked up as they took their seats, Quinn next to Rachel in the last seat of the front row.

"Alright guys, today we have a very special performance lined up for us. Quinn? Do you want to go now?"

Quinn felt everyone's eyes on her as she nodded, "Yes please, Mr. Schue." She ignored Rachel's questioning gaze as Finn took his place at the drums, Puck with his electric guitar and Sam with his acoustic. Quinn took her place, front and center, and eyed the glee club, avoiding a certain brunette for fear of fainting. Everything was waiting on her cue.

She turned to looked sideways at Sam and nodded. He started in on the intro and a few members immediately recognized the song.

She took a breath right before she joined in and Finn began drumming.

The moon was shining on the lake at night

The Slayer t-shirt fit the scene just right

Through smeared mascara, I looked into your eyes and saw a light.

She was completely immobile at first, the timid quality of her voice reflecting her trepidation. Then Puck joined in the background and she grew a little more comfortable, tapping the beat on her thigh as she sang.

You told me stories about your chickadees,

They didn't like BB guns or stupid archery.

John the lifeguard, he let them use the pool all day for free.

Puck quieted his guitar and It was just Finn and Sam scratching his muted strings.

Then the conversation stopped

and I looked down at my feet.

I was next to you and you were right there next to me then I said,

The guitars joined back in as they all exploded into the chorus.

Girl,

If you're wondering, if I want you to

The three boys chimed in,

I want you to

Quinn smiled, getting into it, I want you to

I want you to, Finn Puck and Sam sang.

So make a move, 'cause I ain't got all night.

She finished the chorus and sauntered over to Sam as he played.

The rest of the summer was the best we ever had.

We watched The Notebook and it didn't make us sad.

She glanced at Rachel to see if she caught the reference to their movie night Saturday. The girl's face was the picture of shocked.

I took you to Best Buy, you took me home to meet your Dad and Dad.

Your Dad cooked meatloaf even though I don't eat meat,

I dug you so much, I took some for the team.

Your Dad was silent, his eyes were fixed to what was on T.V

Then the conversation stopped, and I looked down at the ring.

Your folks were next to you and you were right there next to me.

Quinn locked gazes with Rachel as she sang the next chorus.

Then I said girl, if you're wondering if I want you too

(I want you too)

I want you too.

I swear it's true.

Without you, my heart is blue.

They cut to the bridge as Quinn began climbing the risers and slowly making her way around the seating area to her girl.

So much pain, may come our way.

There may be a day when we have nothing left to say.

Then the conversation stops, and we're facing our defeat,

I'll be next to you and you'll be right there next to me and I'll say

She rounded out her journey, making it full circle to stand in front of the brunette and point to her while she, Sam, Puck, and Finn pounded out the last chorus, the glee club now singing along. Challenge glinted in her eye as she sang the last line.

So make a move, cause I ain't got all night.

They finished with a loud whoop as Quinn plopped down into her chair with a satisfied smile and everyone clapped.

Finn, Puck, and Sam all high fived each other and took their seats.

And Rachel was speechless.

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"...and that's about it for today! I'll see you kids tomorrow." Mr. Schue smiled and gathered his briefcase, walking out the door, the rest of the club filing out behind him.

Finn left last, turning behind him to give Quinn a thumbs-up and a grin. She smiled briefly back at him before steeling herself. This was it, no interruptions here. She turned around to where she knew Rachel was behind h-

"Oof!" She exclaimed and instinctively wrapped her arms around the girl who had tackled her into a hug. Rachel pulled back and looked her in the eye, "That was a great performance..." She bit her lip

"You liked it, huh?"

"Yeah," Rachel nodded, "So...who was it for?"

Quinn leveled her with a look, but saw the twinkle in the brunette's eye and realized she was joking. She inhaled, ready to just come out and ask Rachel to be her girlfriend. She opened her mouth to speak- but Rachel was having none of that.

She grabbed Quinn by the collar and yanked her forward, roughly crushing their lips together. The blonde moaned immediately upon contact, growing embarassed when she did. She couldn't help it- how many times had she imagined this? And it was everything she dreamed of and more. Her hands went into action, one making its way around the brunette's waist and the other to the back of her neck, both intended to pull her closer.

She felt Rachel smile at her eagerness and- oh! Is that her tongue?

It is! Oh my god, what do I do?

Open your mouth, stupid, you've done this before!

Her body obeyed her mind, and then Rachel Berry's tongue was in her mouth and Quinn just died.

Rachel's hands reached up into blonde hair and lightly scratched her scalp as she pulled on the girl's bottom lip. "Hey, Quinn." She whispered against her lips.

"Mmm." Quinn murmured, enjoying that the other girl was now exploring her neck.

Rachel took her time answering back, trying to taste every inch of milky skin she could get to. She slowly made her way up to Quinn's ear, whispering, "I want you, too."

Quinn groaned, "Oh god." She pulled the girl back up to her mouth, kissing her one last time before pulling away and looking into Rachel's eyes. "Be my girlfriend," she breathed.

Rachel laughed and rested her head on Quinn's chest, "Was that a question?"

"Was that a yes?" The blonde countered, raising a brow. and looking down at the girl's hair.

She didn't answer because she'd turned her head, and her lips had wandered to Quinn's collarbone. she pressed a kiss to it before experimentally biting down.

Quinn gasped, "Raaach, answer me."

"Yes," she mumbled into the blonde's skin.

Quinn pulled her face back up to look at her and bit her lip as she asked, "So I'm yours?"

Rachel's smile grew tenfold, and she leaned up to sweetly press her lips to Quinn's before murmuring against them, echoing Quinn's words from the festival, "You're mine."

A/N: Song is "(If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To by Weezer. I know I dragged the song scene out a little but that song fits this story so well and I wanted it to be a big part. Also, I think it would make an amazing song for someone to sing in glee club. Go listen to it and read the scene at the same time and you'll have a picture of how I imagined it.